Transmigration begins with archery training

The Nine Nether Forbidden Land.

The ghosts wailed, and the banners fluttered.

In a desolate, barren mountain, several black-robed cultivators wearing masks gathered.

"Are you all ready?"

Cao Dongjun, the hall master of the Seven Killings Sect, asked a question.

Beside him, several cultivators above the Foundation Establishment stage answered in unison.

"Don't worry, Master Cao."

"With everything prepared, the fish will surely take the bait."

"Ah."

Cao Dongjun nodded slightly: "This disturbance in the secret realm has attracted many sect disciples. Don't make too much of a commotion to avoid drawing excessive attention."

"clear."

"but……"

"Should we keep an eye on the Han court? Last time they risked everything to rob our auction for resources, they'll definitely come to the Nine Nether Forbidden Land this time too."

"Don't cause any more trouble. Those poor worms from the barren land will be dealt with by the so-called 'orthodox' people. After the seal is broken in a few years, none of them will escape."

"The hall master is right."

"..."

……

Outside the forbidden area.

"I will see you, Your Majesty!"

"..."

"Your Majesty, all forty-nine captains of Tianyong City are here, at your disposal!"

In the mountains and forests, forty-nine monks, disguised in various ways, bowed in unison.

"Everyone, get up."

Chen Sanshi put his hands behind his back, looked at the crowd, and calmly said, "Xiao Zhuzi, tell them what to do."

“Listen carefully, everyone.”

Dongfang Jingxing issued an order: "The forbidden area has been opened. Everyone will enter the forbidden area in batches, forming small teams of seven. Once inside, the main task is to search for resources. Please be extremely careful. If you need to regroup, someone will notify you with a communication signal. Remember, the forbidden area trial is no joke. Once you enter, you are responsible for your own life and death."

"As ordered!"

Forty-nine people spoke in unison.

"First squad, squad leader Wang Zhi, departs. The rest of you, stay and wait!"

"..."

With a large population, it was impossible for everyone in Tianyong City to rush in at the same time; otherwise, the commotion would be too great and they would be discovered immediately.

At the entrance to the secret realm, two broken stone pillars still stand tall, but the portal connecting them no longer has chaotic spiritual energy; the eerie green vortex looks like a cloud of miasma.

Every now and then, small groups of independent cultivators would cross the teleportation portal and disappear without a trace, as if they had vanished into thin air.

"go!"

Wang Zhi drew his magic weapon, the Mo Dao, and charged in first, followed closely by his six subordinates. They soon disappeared without a trace.

Chen Sanshi, on the other hand, disguised himself and waited alone nearby.

"Brother Xiao!"

The masked Deng Wuchang rushed over in a panic. After looking around to make sure no one was there, he said, "Quick, help me disguise myself as much as possible, the less like me the better."

Chen Sanshi quickly transformed him into a sixty-year-old man.

"Hey~"

Deng Wuchang looked at his reflection in the puddle and exclaimed, "You're something else! Even my father wouldn't recognize me!"

"Let's go."

Chen Sanshi didn't waste any time: "There are still many things to do."

The two of them stepped through the portal, one after the other.

"Om-"

The moment they touched the portal, a howling wind filled their ears, and they felt dizzy and disoriented, as if they were falling into an endless abyss, until their feet sank and everything around them came to an abrupt stop.

When I opened my eyes again, what came into view was a dark yellow wilderness and a gloomy sky.

Everything Chen Sanshi could see was the color of yellow sand. The mountains and fields were dilapidated and desolate, with ruins everywhere. Broken magical artifacts were scattered all over the ground, and ghostly flames flickered back and forth, like demons and monsters.

Ancient battlefield.

This is a description of the "Nine Nether Forbidden Lands" from ancient texts.

This place was once a blessed land, but a great battle took place here many years ago, after which it was separated from its original location and appeared in Beiyang Road, becoming the Nine Nether Forbidden Land it is today.

Due to the laws governing the forbidden area, cultivators above the Golden Core stage are not allowed to enter. It is rumored that even Foundation Establishment cultivators will suffer backlash if they approach certain areas.

In addition, any place may be attacked by ancient remnant souls. Even if these remnant souls are badly damaged, they still have extremely strong killing power. If you are not careful, you will perish.

"I came here once twenty years ago."

While cautiously observing the surroundings, Deng Wuchang said, "There weren't many second-tier treasures left by then. After all, this place had been mined for thousands of years, and it was practically stripped bare. There were hardly any good things left, and it would have been extremely risky."

"So later on, I didn't get involved much."

"I never expected that something unusual would happen this year, attracting so many people."

"..."

Chen Sanshi noticed the broken magical artifacts lying haphazardly on the ground. They had mostly lost their spiritual power and become scrap metal, and he didn't know how many years they had been there. Occasionally, he could also see two corpses.

These corpses, however, were "fresh," having died not long ago, presumably from a battle between cultivators who came to search for treasure.

"Beware!"

Suddenly, Deng Wuchang's voice rang in my ears.

Without him saying anything, Chen Sanshi had already sensed the abnormality. The Xuan Yuan Sword appeared silently in his hand, and he turned around and thrust out with a surging wave of water, directly piercing a skull that had approached at some unknown time, causing it to vanish into thin air.

"This is the remnant soul of the ancient times."

Deng Wuchang explained, "I don't know what happened back then, but it is said that hundreds of thousands of cultivators died in the ancient war. It's shocking to even think about it."

"..."

Chen Sanshi slowly sheathed his sword and glanced around.

He had read the records about the forbidden area beforehand and guessed that there must be some huge secrets that had not yet been discovered, but what he needed to consider more right now was where to search for rare and precious materials.

After entering the forbidden area, they searched for hundreds of miles in each of the four directions (east, west, south, and north), but they found almost nothing of value. At most, they obtained some first-tier natural treasures, all of which were dispensable.

"its not right."

Deng Wuchang squatted on the ground and casually put a first-tier Ganoderma lucidum into his pocket: "Before I came, I heard that a large number of third-tier treasures had emerged this time, but it's even more deserted than twenty years ago. What a joke!"

"Brother Deng."

Chen Sanshi flew up to a high place and looked down at the surrounding environment: "Didn't you notice that we haven't encountered many sect disciples along the way?"

"Now that you put it that way it's true."

Deng Wuchang muttered, "There should be quite a few sect cultivators who have come to search for treasure this time..."

"The news has been blocked."

Chen Sanshi said, "We need to continue searching deeper."

After the forbidden area was opened, the sect disciples kept the news secret and entered to explore several days in advance. Now that they have not been found, it means that they either died in some deserted corner or discovered other hidden places.

Of the two, the latter is clearly more likely.