System: After the fortune telling, my cultivation level skyrocketed.

Gu Yingying nodded and replied, "Yes, Master."

Immediately, she tried to recall the feeling at that time and continued, "Although I only caught a fleeting glimpse, I can conclude that the plain we saw was not its true form. This place can deceive divine sense, so there must be a terrifying ancient formation that surpasses the immortal level."

Since receiving the innate water-attribute spiritual liquid from Chen Xuan, Gu Yingying's fundamental injuries have long been healed.

Moreover, she had just personally controlled the Gu worms to explore deep inside and quickly obtained some important information.

"An ancient formation that surpasses the Immortal Rank?" Although Zhan Xin was not skilled in formations, he still understood their immense power. Upon hearing this, he couldn't help but show a look of alarm.

Chen Xuan frowned, lost in thought. After a moment, he suddenly flipped his hand and took out the Northern Underworld Immortal Mansion, saying to Zhan Xin, Gu Yingying, and Bai Li, "Do not resist, I will take you into the Immortal Mansion."

"Yes." Gu Yingying lowered her head respectfully and answered without hesitation.

"Yes." Zhanxin nodded in agreement without the slightest hesitation.

"Whoosh—" Three dazzling beams of light shot out from the Northern Underworld Immortal Palace, instantly enveloping the three people. In the blink of an eye, the three were teleported into the Northern Underworld Immortal Palace.

"I have some knowledge of the Great Dao of Formations. Such a terrifying ancient formation, no matter what, I, Chen Xuan, must personally experience its immense power." As soon as Chen Xuan finished speaking, he quickly put away his Immortal Mansion, and then, like a black lightning bolt, he rushed towards the emerald plain.

"what!"

"Senior brother, save me—save me!"

"boom!"

……

Before Chen Xuan could even rush into the plains, he heard screams of agony from other cultivators through his powerful divine sense.

Clearly, when these cultivators first arrived here, they were completely unaware of the strange aura emanating from this plain, mistaking it for just an ordinary plain, which led to their tragic end.

Through his divine sense, Chen Xuan saw several cultivators with extraordinary auras, their bodies seemingly pierced by invisible forces, blood gushing out like fountains. Their cheeks rapidly withered, their faces contorted, emitting pitiful cries for help.

"Draw blood?" Chen Xuan glanced at it briefly before plunging into the plains without looking back.

"Wow—"

As soon as Chen Xuan stepped onto the seemingly soft ground, he felt as if he were locked in by a mysterious opportunity.

Immediately afterwards, the blood vessels throughout his body began to surge wildly, as if they were about to boil, seemingly about to burst through his flesh and gush out.

At the same time, everything before Chen Xuan's eyes underwent a dramatic change.

Where is this place now compared to the lush green plains that I saw from the air before?

Looking out, a towering, eerie red mountain peak, thousands of feet high, suddenly appeared before our eyes.

"Why is this mountain so eerie?"

“No.” When Chen Xuan saw the rock structure of the mountain, he felt a chill and muttered in shock, “This is not a thousand-foot mountain at all, but a thousand-foot blood peak made of flesh and blood.”

However, before Chen Xuan could react, a powerful illusory demonic intent surged into his sea of ​​consciousness like a raging tide.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" The shouts of battle were deafening. Chen Xuan felt as if his internal organs were about to be shattered, and he subconsciously reached out to cover his ears.

"Heavenly Demon Slash!" A furious roar echoed from the distant, endless void. Chen Xuan felt as if he were a leaf in a storm, almost losing his composure. Finally regaining his senses, Chen Xuan abruptly looked up, his pupils contracting sharply.

"A clash of divine phenomena? Or from the ancient war between immortals and demons?" Chen Xuan gasped, exclaiming in surprise, "The Nine Dragons Treading the Sea Diagram?"

"That's... a ten-thousand-foot-tall Fusang tree, no, what are those nine suns?"

In the distant, endless void, the space itself had crumbled due to the protracted war between immortals and demons, even erasing the very traces of the Great Dao. And within this shattered void stood an ancient true blood god-demon, over seven thousand feet tall.