Oh no, the crazy senior sister found out that I am a fox demon!

Following the demon in front of him, Shen Jingjun walked silently along the way, taking one deep step and one shallow step, with countless yellow sands passing by.

Until the front, there is a simple village.

It can be said to be simple, but not entirely. It looks solemn, with watchtowers on both sides and demon soldiers wearing armor.

"You...live here?"

The terrain and environment here are harsh. Apart from the Fire Dragon Tomb, there is nothing else. If the purpose is just to guard the Fire Dragon Tomb and prevent outsiders from stealing, it would be more convenient to set up a barrier to block this place.

Shen Jingjun's intention in asking this question was naturally to investigate the identities of these demons, but his tone seemed a little dull, making the demons sound as if he was just curious about why they lived here.

"Oh, of course I don't want to, but this Demon Realm is the Demon Lord's territory, what can we do to it?"

The demon didn't seem to have any intention of hiding anything, but spoke directly and frankly.

"Since you are a descendant of the ancient gods, you can naturally recognize where this place is."

Standing in front of the checkpoint.

The demon was waiting for the demons in the village to come and open the checkpoint, but he only heard a faint reply from behind.

"Fire Dragon Tomb."

Needless to say.

"This place is protected by dragon energy and has a barrier set up by the dragon clan's secret magic. Even if the Demon Lord digs deep into the Demon Realm, he won't be able to find our location."

Therein lies a secret.

That is, how did this group of demons find the Fire Dragon Tomb? The dragon clan's secret magic is as long-lived as the sky, and even an immortal who has attained enlightenment would not be able to crack it.

"However, from now on, you are one of our family members, so it is okay to tell you these secrets."

The people in the village opened the checkpoint and waved their hands, and the black barrier retreated.

"Furong, who did you bring back?"

"Why do I look like a human?"

The demon narrowed his eyes and looked at him, but after just a glance, his expression froze, and then he became a little surprised.

"It turned out to be you!"

The portrait that Jiang Liu brought back that day was extremely similar to the woman in front of him. The only difference was that she did not have long, thin horns on her forehead.

It looks like there is no difference from ordinary humans.

"It's her. Above is the Netherworld Stream."

"If the information Jiang Liu provided is correct."

The whole village was filled with an evil smell. Shen Jingjun, who had lost his Thunder-Listening Sword and was still seriously injured, did not dare to conflict with them here.

"Since it's her, let's welcome her in."

"Take me to report this to the elders and explain the matter in detail. You should settle her down and treat her as a distinguished guest."

He glanced at Shen Jingjun again.

The man then walked back.

"Don't worry. I guess you have heard about the Ancient God of Chaos from Jiang Liu."

"I don't know how you managed to hide your horns, but I am sure that this special look on you means you are definitely a descendant of the ancient gods."

Seeing that Shen Jingjun did not answer her question, Furong walked forward and talked.

"Come with me, take a rest first, calm down and recuperate, and restore your vitality first."

The bone staircase is winding and if you are a timid person, you will probably feel dizzy if you walk on it.

The slight burning sensation made Shen Jingjun certain that although the village looked unremarkable, most of it was made of dragon bones.

Better than any iron wall in the world.

In just a moment, I arrived at the cleaned room, pushed the door open, and saw the simple furniture inside with only a small bed.

"Please go ahead. To show our sincerity, there will be no confinement spells here."

"I hope you will think it over carefully."

"It contains records about the Ancient God of Chaos. If you find anything confusing, you can read it carefully."

This introduction is polite.

But he has a gun and a stick.

After the demon named Furong left, Shen Jingjun used his spiritual sense to investigate and found that just as she said, nothing had been done in the room.

There is no formation either.

However, whether there is one or not doesn't matter. Shen Jingjun has no intention of escaping from the village.

This place is strange and eerie.

Before figuring out the general situation, Shen Jingjun planned to observe here and close the door.

Hearing the respectful words these people expressed towards him, coupled with some subtle threats, Shen Jingjun pondered for a moment. He wondered if this was related to the mystery of his life experience... Could it be that he was really the descendant of the Ancient God of Chaos as they said?

Look up.

The bookshelf is filled with records about the ancient god of chaos, including texts from the demons, monsters, and of course humans.

He raised his hand and his mind moved slightly.

The yellowed bamboo slips floated in his hands. On them were the ancient characters of the human race, which seemed obscure and difficult to understand at first glance.

Shen Jingjun was not in a hurry to take a look.

He placed the bamboo slips on the couch, and with his slender fingers he lifted the clothes around his neck, revealing that the lines on the slips faded a little.

Feeling inch by inch.

It seemed that only then could Shen Jingjun feel that Gu Chu was lying beside him. He tilted his head back, exposing his entire back.

What his fingertips touched was not only the skin on his back, but also the deep and shallow scars. Although the wounds healed in time, the damage to his flesh would forever be solidified into scars.

Panting, feeling the rise and fall of my body.

If Gu Chu was lying beside her at this moment, Shen Jingjun would really like to kiss her ears and her forehead.

Thousands of words are there, but they cannot be fully expressed or described.

"Chufu... I believe that Master will keep you safe."

"Be healthy and live a long and carefree life... I will come to find you, wait for me."

Shen Jingjun heard the low murmur and she didn't know if it was directed at herself. She couldn't just continue to be depressed like this.

What if there is no door to the Demon Realm?

She will not give up, her little fox is still waiting for her in the human world.

Sitting cross-legged, warm air emanated from his body. The spiritual energy here was rich. Perhaps the spiritual energy in the fire dragon's body was trapped in the dragon clan's barrier after its death.

Wandering here for a thousand years, or even longer.

In this spiritual energy, the faint dragon energy is even more helpful for cultivation. Shen Jingjun felt that his body had been empty for a long time, and all the energy consumed in the battle returned to his body.

He could even control the power of thunder freely as before, even though he had lost the Thunder Sword.

Using the body as a medium, one can also draw upon heavenly thunder and use it for one's own benefit.

It is indeed a good place to practice.

No wonder countless cultivators have tried their best to find this place, even the demons are not surprised.

With just a small piece of dragon bone, one can forge a weapon that will provoke the whole world to tremble. However...are the demons here a little too patient?

Apart from building this village, it seems that no one has explored the Fire Dragon Tomb.

And since they have communication with the outside world.

That proves that they have the ability to move freely through the barrier set up by the dragon clan.