He'd rather run than be turned into a cannon fodder for the broken engagement.

Lost in his seclusion, Leng Huan was preoccupied with his cultivation technique and his promise to the elders of the Leng family to cultivate diligently. He was completely absorbed in the profound realm of cultivation.

In her world of consciousness, the seasons cycle, from the gentle spring breeze and rain, to the vibrant summer flowers, the frosty autumn moon, and the biting winter snow.

The soft, silky raindrops transformed into sharp, icy glints, and the icy rain became the source of comfort for all living things.

A deep abyss becomes a vast torrent, its destructive power capable of sweeping away everything in the world. One person comes, turning his hand to create clouds and rain. A tiny raindrop falls into the sea and disappears, yet it makes a clear sound... Is it raining?

Leng Huan suddenly opened his eyes.

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How many years has it been?

Looking around, I realized I was still in the cave. I had only made simple arrangements before, but now I noticed there were many more things: decorative flowers, vines, leaves, grass, unique and strange rocks, stone benches, and round stones as tables.

I remember that at that time, there was only her bottom, and she found stones, which Fu Xun carved with his sword to make a stone bed, which was then covered with her cloak.

Looking at it now, it's almost like the lifestyle of primitive people. She didn't become a tree-top caveman, but rather a mountain caveman.

This place is a stone mountain, and this cave was carved out by Fu Xun with his sword. Leng Huan always felt that 'all things have passed' should not be wasted in such a way.

"Never mind, pull yourself out of this," Leng Huan frowned slightly. "So where did they go?"

Just as Leng Huan felt a faint sensation of the restriction being triggered, he went outside and discovered a tree with small pink and white flowers growing by the cave entrance.

A tree branch crossed the boundary and hit the restriction. Leng Huan paused. The view here was excellent. Just as he was about to leap down, a flock of birds suddenly fluttered up from the dense forest in the distance, and the faint sounds of wild beasts running could be heard.

The commotion startled the birds and beasts. He sent a message to Fu Xun but received no response. Leng Huan checked his cultivation level and felt that his spiritual power was vast and solid, as if it had been tempered infinitely. Although he had not yet broken through the Golden Core bottleneck, he was already incomparable to what he had been before.

It seems that the ancestors of the Leng family were indeed strong for a reason. Their spiritual power was several times greater than that of ordinary people, making them a formidable weapon in battle, almost on par with sword cultivators.

Her attack power has increased dramatically. However, at this rate, her progress is somewhat slow, and she may need another ten or eight years to break through to the Golden Core stage.

She didn't know how much time was left before the secret realm ended. With a quick thought, she leaped down and headed towards the source of the commotion.

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Two men in black robes, one in front and one behind, trapped Fu Xun. They were both Golden Core cultivators and their attacks were ruthless.

Their moves were unpredictable and their methods were ruthless. Leng Huan hid behind a tree, observing the two people. As soon as she got close, she felt a particularly uncomfortable aura emanating from them. It was cold and damp. Upon closer inspection, she noticed that the two people were wrapped up tightly, with only a little bit of pale skin and dark, lifeless eyes showing.

She suddenly remembered seeing it in the Leng family's secret scrolls: the Netherworld Demon Clan was like this! High-level demons were almost indistinguishable from human cultivators. If they concealed their demonic energy, it would be difficult to detect their identities. However, the various races that suppressed the Netherworld Abyss could detect them.

Leng Huan now roughly understands why. It's because he cultivated the techniques of various races and awakened the power of each race, which seems to make him inherently repelled by demonic energy! He will react automatically as soon as he gets close.

So how did these two high-level demons in the late Golden Core stage get into this secret realm?

Leng Huan was shocked; it had been a very, very long time since a demon like this had appeared!

Damn, could their appearance be related to Long Aotian?

Fu Xun swung his sword to deflect the palm strike from the person in front of him. He was now completely unfazed by the Golden Core cultivator. These past few years had been enough for him to fully understand his mother's power, which was not simply an increase in his cultivation level.

Instead... he cautiously retreated, feeling increasingly uncomfortable the closer he got; the presence of these two people instinctively repelled him.

But the demons' methods were also unpredictable. The black-robed figure behind them conjured a phantom image, which split into three. The third figure cackled, "I didn't expect to find such good material after coming out. This trip was worthwhile... Hehehe..."

Leng Huan was shocked to hear this. That's right, Fu Xun has been discovered. He is an excellent material for the Demon Clan!

No, if it's just one demon, Fu Xun can handle it, but with two demons, they'll catch him off guard, and Fu Xun will inevitably suffer a loss!

Fu Xun was also shocked, as this method was clearly different from the soul-splitting and spirit-refining method of righteous cultivators!

This is actually a demonic cultivator! He had no idea that there were higher-level demons.

"Shut up!" Hearing that the demonic cultivator wanted to capture him again, Fu Xun's face darkened. One after another, they were all eyeing his physical body. This was truly intolerable!

He immediately raised his sword and poured his power into it. The sword rang out and slammed down on the six figures. He saw that he would soon hit the illusory figures, but the real figures disappeared in a flash. Fu Xun turned around and swung his sword on instinct. Unexpectedly, another person rushed in front of him. He raised his sword and slashed horizontally, but he could not care about the person behind him.

In the blink of an eye, the pale claws that were aimed at Fu Xun's nape collided with a large frying pan with a loud "bang." The next second, Leng Huan appeared behind the man in black robes, slashing down at him with a sword he had been gathering power, and shouted, "Quickly finish this and kill them!"

The demon was startled, but upon seeing that it was a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, he immediately calmed down. He casually grabbed Leng Huan's sword, but the next moment, the demon's expression changed as Leng Huan cleanly severed his fingers!

Blue blood flowed out, and the demonic energy leaked out completely uncontrollably. The entire demon was shrouded in black, smoky demonic energy. Leng Huan's smooth, silky rapier, without hesitation, plunged straight into the demon's chest.

At the same time, he formed a hand seal, gathering water into a cone that carried profound energy and attacked the demon's throat. Feeling this power that the demon hated and repelled, a power that had not been seen for a very long time, the demon momentarily forgot to react. "Pfft!" The sharp cone easily dissipated the demon's protective demonic energy, piercing straight into its chest cavity and nailing into its heart.

"Roar—" The demon screamed in agony, its voice hoarse and extremely piercing. Once the profound energy had completely invaded its body, it collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Fu Xun was startled by Leng Huan's appearance for a moment, but upon hearing her words, he moved even faster. With a tremor of his hand, the blade of his sword was already slashing down at his opponent in mid-air.

Witnessing the miserable state of his companion, the demon became wary. Looking at Leng Huan as a monster, he immediately tried to escape, but was stopped by Fu Xun, who immediately created a clone and shed his true form!

Leng Huan made a quick decision: "You go after it, I'll handle the shadow!" Fu Xun, after all, had a higher cultivation level and was faster.

After glancing at her and knowing that she could handle things now, Fu Xun turned and chased after her!

Running one after the other through the dense forest at an undiminished speed, whether it was intentional on the part of the demon or not, they ran straight to a deep ravine. The demon paused slightly, and Fu Xun seized the opportunity to slash down with his sword, sending the demon flying. Suddenly, a beastly roar rang out, deafeningly loud.

"Roar!" It's a Nascent Soul stage demon beast!

Resembling an alligator snapping turtle, but with a reddish-brown body and a size as large as a mountain! It was also quite fast. Seeing a ball of fire attacking, Fu Xun had no choice but to retreat. He didn't have time to care whether the demon was dead or not and used his movement technique to run away at full speed.

These Class A Nascent Soul stage demonic beasts are notoriously difficult to deal with, and Fu Xun didn't want to waste his energy, so running away was the best option!

Feeling the oppressive weight of the mountain behind him, Fu Xun was speechless. The demon must have fled into the territory of the monsters in a panic.

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Leng Huan dealt with the shadow in a few swift moves. That's why the demon suffered a backlash from the clone, which caused him to pause briefly before being killed by Fu Xun.

Worried that Fu Xun might be in danger, she drew her sword and gave chase, but unexpectedly sensed danger from afar and ran in the opposite direction. Leng Huan's expression changed.

Damn it...

How did she manage to alert a Nascent Soul stage demon beast? She had no choice but to follow from a distance, pondering how to support Fu Xun.

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