The game starts with escaping from the famine and flipping the table

Minds think alike.

Su Xiaoya smiled and made a teleportation hand seal with her fingertips.

Two beams of light rose from beneath her and Yu Shuheng's feet, intertwining to form a portal to time and space.

The two exchanged a glance and stepped inside together. Their figures instantly disappeared from the summit of Nieyaoyudi Mountain, leaving only the cry of the divine bird in the mountains, which drifted away with the breeze.

When they reappeared, the two were standing in the sea where the East China Sea and the West China Sea meet.

The sea before us has changed. The blue waves of the East China Sea are gradually turning into a deep azure here. The seawater has changed from salty and humid to increasingly fierce. The waves are also several times larger than those in the East China Sea. The giant waves are like galloping beasts, constantly crashing against the sea surface and rolling up waves several meters high.

"The power of the Western Sea is indeed as legendary as it sounds." Yu Shuheng gripped his long sword tightly, circulating his spiritual energy to resist the surging sea wind and waves.

As a student of all departments, Su Xiaoya handled the situation with ease. With a flick of her finger, a spatial barrier enveloped the two of them, and the wind and waves crashing against the barrier instantly vanished.

"The deep sea of ​​the West Sea is crisscrossed by water veins, and it is said that there are also restrictions left by the ancient water god. We must be careful."

As she spoke, she closed her eyes, activating the resonance between the Void Star and the Golden Crow Natal Pearl, carefully sensing the aura of the Fire Elemental Spirit.

A moment later, she opened her eyes and pointed to the western depths: "The aura is over there, about three thousand miles away. There seems to be a misty sea in between. We'll have to either take a detour or go straight through it."

Yu Shuheng nodded: "I'll listen to you. If the fog is dangerous, we'll take a detour; if it's manageable, we'll go straight through to save time."

Without further hesitation, the two transformed into two streaks of light and sped off towards the west.

With the help of Su Xiaoya's spacetime magic, the two moved as fast as lightning, leaving only two fleeting afterimages on the sea.

Along the way, they could see sea beasts unique to the Western Sea from time to time. There were giant turtles covered in armor and with a single horn on their heads, flying fish with wings that could glide on the sea surface, and some ferocious demonized sea beasts. Seeing that the two had extraordinary auras, they all kept their distance and dared not go forward to provoke them.

About an hour later, a thick white fog gradually rose from the sea ahead.

The white fog was not ordinary sea fog, but rather a pale grayish-black color, faintly exuding a strange, fishy smell. Even light could not penetrate it, and from a distance, it looked like a chaotic barrier stretching across the center of the sea.

“This is it.” Su Xiaoya stopped and frowned slightly. “There is a mixture of demonic and malevolent energy in this mist. Even if it is not a remnant of the Bronze Demon Lord, it is an evil force like the Evil God Temple that is entrenched here, or it is an ancient ominous place.”

She used her spiritual power to investigate, but found that as soon as her senses entered the fog, they were distorted and swallowed by a strange force, making it impossible for her to understand what was inside.

Yu Shuheng gripped his longsword tightly, the blade emitting a faint, clear light as he tried to dispel the surrounding mist. However, the grayish-black fog clung to him like a persistent ailment, gathering again as soon as it was dispersed. "It seems I have no choice but to force my way through."

He looked at Su Xiaoya and said, "I will lead the way, and you will protect us from behind. If we encounter any danger, we will immediately use spacetime magic to evacuate."

Su Xiaoya nodded, gathering the power of spacetime at her fingertips, ready to deal with any unexpected situations: "Okay, be careful."

Without another word, Yu Shuheng flashed forward and charged into the mist. His longsword was drawn, and a bright sword light pierced through the mist, cutting a gap in the gray-black fog in front of him.

Su Xiaoya followed closely behind, the space-time barrier enveloping the two of them, constantly resisting the hidden attacks lurking in the mist.

Not long after entering the mist, mournful howls echoed all around.

Dozens of dark figures darted out from the mist. These figures were hunched over, with human bodies and fish tails, and covered in foul-smelling scales. They were sea monsters corrupted by demonic energy.

Their eyes gleamed with a bloodthirsty red light, and they lunged at the two with their mouths full of fangs open.

"You beast!" Yu Shuheng sneered, his sword light surging like frost under the moon, instantly slaying several sea monsters.

The corpses of the sea monsters fell onto the sea surface and were instantly swallowed by the gray-black mist, leaving not even a trace of blood.

But the number of sirens increased, pouring out of the depths of the mist in an endless stream. They seemed fearless of death, rushing towards the two one after another.

Yu Shuheng's sword shadows crisscrossed, but he was still unable to completely annihilate these sea monsters. On the contrary, due to the continuous battle, his soul power was being consumed faster and faster.

"This can't go on." Su Xiaoya frowned, suddenly thinking of the Golden Crow Natal Pearl in her arms.

The fire of the Golden Crow is the most yang fire, and it is most effective at suppressing yin and evil spirits.

She immediately took out the Golden Crow Natal Bead and infused it with spiritual power from her fingertip. The natal bead instantly burst forth with a dazzling golden light, and a blazing flame surged from the bead, transforming into a miniature golden crow that hovered around the two of them.

Wherever the golden flames passed, the gray-black mist melted away like ice and snow meeting fire. The sirens that rushed at the flames instantly let out a shrill scream and turned into a pool of black water.

The mist receded like a tide under the scorching flames, and the surrounding view instantly became clear, as if an invisible hand had unveiled the mystery.

Upon closer inspection, the two discovered a dilapidated altar standing deep within the mist, resembling an elderly person in their twilight years, silently recounting the vicissitudes of time.

On the altar stood a black bone staff, which resembled the fangs of a demon and exuded a chilling demonic aura, as if it were manipulating these sea monsters and becoming their master.

“It’s the Demon Bone Staff!” A cold glint flashed in Yu Shuheng’s eyes, as bright as a cold star. “It seems that the remnants of the Bronze Demon Lord are indeed hidden here.”

He moved with lightning speed, rushing towards the altar, his sword light like a rainbow piercing the sun, pointing straight at the black bone staff.

Just then, a dark figure suddenly rushed out from beneath the altar. The figure was like a ghost, draped in a black robe, surrounded by demonic energy, as if it were a messenger from the deepest hell, making it impossible to see its face.

He held a demonic blade in his hand, gleaming with a dark light, like a ferocious beast baring its fangs and claws as it slashed at Yu Shuheng.

"You ignorant brat, how dare you interfere in my affairs!" The shadowy figure's voice was hoarse and unpleasant, like the hooting of a night owl, or like two stones rubbing against each other, extremely grating.

Yu Shuheng dared not be negligent in the slightest. He blocked with his long sword, and a crisp "clang" rang out, like the clash of metal weapons, deafeningly loud.

He felt a tingling sensation in his arm, and his body involuntarily moved backward, as if propelled by a powerful force.

The shadowy figure's cultivation was so profound; it was at least a late-stage Nascent Soul demonic cultivator, and its strength should not be underestimated.

"Yu Shuheng, I'm here to lend you a hand!" Upon seeing this, Su Xiaoya immediately activated her spacetime magic, and her figure appeared behind the shadowy figure in an instant, like a ghost.

Her fingertips shone with the light of the power of space and time, like the most brilliant star in the night sky. In an instant, they transformed into an incomparably sharp blade, streaking across the sky like a meteor and hurtling toward the back of the shadowy figure.

The shadowy figure sensed something amiss behind it and turned around hastily like a startled bird. The demonic blade in its hand clashed violently with the spacetime blade like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, bursting into sparks as dazzling as fireworks.

He never expected that Su Xiaoya's magic would be so unpredictable and swift. In that instant, he was suppressed by the two of them and had no chance to fight back, gradually falling into a passive situation.

"You're courting death!" The dark figure roared furiously, his demonic energy erupting like a volcano, threatening to devour the entire world.

He actually went so far as to burn his own life essence to allow his cultivation level to soar like a rocket in an instant.

The demonic blade in his hand was like a ferocious dragon, baring its fangs and claws as it unleashed a massive black blade aura that swept towards the two of them like a surging, overwhelming wave.

Su Xiaoya's face suddenly turned pale. Without hesitation, she pulled Yu Shuheng behind her and tried her best to activate the spacetime barrier.

The black blade energy crashed into the barrier like Mount Tai crushing an egg, causing the barrier to tremble violently, like a candle flame flickering in the wind, instantly covered with countless cracks.

Su Xiaoya let out a muffled groan, and a shocking trace of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, clearly indicating that she had suffered a serious injury.

"Little Ya!" Yu Shuheng's eyes were filled with anxiety and worry. He clenched his teeth and poured all his soul power into the longsword like a flood breaking through a dam.

In an instant, the sword emitted a dazzling light, like a blazing sun. "Sword Breaks the Sky!" A sword light, condensing all his power, shot into the sky like a rainbow piercing the sun, colliding fiercely with the black blade energy.

A deafening roar resounded as the shockwave from the collision swept across the area like a tidal wave, dispersing the surrounding mist as if autumn leaves were being swept away, and creating towering waves on the sea as tall as skyscrapers.

The dark figure was thrown back like a kite with a broken string by the powerful shockwave, and ink-black blood spilled from the corner of its mouth. The power brought by the burning essence blood was rapidly receding like the tide.

He knew perfectly well that he would likely gain no advantage today, and a venomous glint flashed in his eyes: "I'll spare you for now, but I will tear you to pieces in the future!"