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Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

For the past three days, Lu Zhao has barely left his house. Within the calming array set up by Elder Xuanjizi, he has focused all his energy on regulating his breathing and refining the turbulent power within his body caused by the devouring of other things. He has also been practicing the "Heart-Cleansing and Soul-Suppressing Mantra" taught by Elder Xuanjizi. This mantra is neither an offensive nor defensive technique, but rather an auxiliary method specifically designed to stabilize the soul, cleanse the mind of demons, and enhance resistance to negative emotions and external evil influences. The incantation is ancient and profound, and when combined with specific visualization and breathing techniques, its effects are remarkable. Based on Lu Zhao's already powerful "Refining Spirit Technique," he quickly grasped the basics. Although he is still far from mastering it, he can already clearly feel a better suppression effect on the restless demonic soul remnant within his body.

At the same time, he also used the medicinal power of the "Heavenly Origin Qi-Returning Pill" and the "Life-Creating Pill" to further refine and channel the mixed energy he had devoured, making it his own. Although he could not completely eliminate the hidden dangers, the power conflict within his body was no longer as intense as before, and his condition had recovered to about 70-80%. His cultivation level had even faintly touched the threshold of the seventh level of Qi Refining because he had refined some of the energy.

Three days later, at dawn, as the first rays of sunlight pierced the thin mist outside the cave, Lu Zhao and Elder Yun quietly left the cave where the main force was stationed. Elder Tie Xing, following Elder Xuanji's instructions, secretly followed, maintaining a certain distance and only revealing himself when necessary.

"Dragon's Roar Valley" is located about a hundred miles northeast of their current location. This distance is not far for the two cultivators. However, in order to avoid attracting attention, the two did not fly on their magical artifacts, but instead relied on their movement techniques to traverse between the dense primeval forests and treacherous mountains.

The closer they got to "Dragon's Roar Valley," the stronger the ancient, wild, and majestic aura in the air became. The dragon-shaped mark and the Nether Dragon's Reverse Scale within Lu Zhao's body throbbed more and more noticeably, as if constantly reminding him that something closely related to him lay ahead.

At the same time, he was even more careful in operating the [Return to the Void Concealing Breath Technique] and the "Heart-Cleansing and Soul-Suppressing Spell" to prevent his aura from leaking out, especially the sinister fluctuations originating from the "Soul-Devouring Demon Lord" mark, so as not to alarm any possible beings in the valley or attract other trouble.

About two hours later, an area that was completely out of place with the surrounding environment appeared ahead.

It was a massive canyon, as if cleaved by a giant axe, with sheer, towering cliffs on both sides, the rocks a dark red, as if soaked in countless years of blood and fire. At the canyon's entrance, a thin, grayish-white mist swirled, obscuring both sight and spiritual perception. Even standing several miles outside the canyon, one could feel an invisible, chilling pressure, as if a slumbering behemoth lay coiled deep within the canyon.

What's even more unsettling is that from time to time, a strange sound, deep, long, filled with desolation, resentment, and anger, and seemingly tinged with pain, can be heard from the valley—that is the "Dragon's Roar"! The sound is not intense, but it seems to resonate directly in the depths of the soul, making people's minds tremble and their blood surge.

"This is it." Elder Yun stopped, her beautiful eyes fixed on the gray-white mist ahead, her expression grave. "The 'Dragon's Might' field in the valley is stronger than I imagined. My spiritual sense is severely blocked, and my vision is poor. Once inside, remember to stay close to me, do not act on your own, and do not be misled by the 'Dragon's Roar'."

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"Disciple understands." Lu Zhao nodded, his expression equally solemn. He could sense that the danger in this valley came from far more than just the unknown remnant of the dragon soul.

The two exchanged a glance and cautiously stepped into the grayish-white mist.

Upon entering the fog, the surrounding light suddenly dimmed, as if stepping from daylight into dusk. The fog was cold and damp, carrying a peculiar, sweet-smelling odor. Visibility was less than ten feet, and spiritual awareness was suppressed to a radius of several feet around the body. Beneath their feet was soft ground covered with moss and pebbles, the terrain uneven.

The valley was eerily quiet, save for the occasional, increasingly clear "dragon's roar" emanating from the depths of the mist. There were no insects chirping, no birds singing, and even the wind was almost silent; a suffocating sense of deathly stillness enveloped the surroundings.

The two slowly explored deeper into the valley. Lu Zhao had his [Refining Spirit Technique] upgraded to its peak, and he also held the [Spirit Detection Compass] in his hand; the pointer swayed slightly, indicating abnormal fluctuations in the surrounding spiritual energy.

After traveling for about half an hour, the fog ahead suddenly thinned, revealing a relatively open area. Scattered on the ground were many huge, strangely shaped white bones, some resembling ribs, others vertebrae, and still others the remains of enormous skulls. Although severely weathered, their former size was still evident. These bones emitted a faint but extremely powerful dragon aura, clearly the remains of some ancient creature possessing dragon blood.

"This... should be the remnant of some ancient great battle, or perhaps the burial ground of the dragon race," Elder Yun murmured, his gaze sweeping over the giant bones. "Be careful; these kinds of places often harbor powerful resentment or obsession, easily creating illusions."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a strange thing happened!

The surrounding mist suddenly churned violently! The scattered giant bones seemed to come alive, emitting a blinding white light! An indescribable, terrifying will, a mixture of endless ages of vicissitudes, world-destroying anger, resentment, pain, and a trace of deep despair, surged into Lu Zhao and Elder Yun's sea of ​​consciousness from all directions like a flood bursting its banks!

"Roar! Ro ...

A dragon's roar, clearer and more soul-stirring than ever before, exploded in their minds! With this roar, the scene before them abruptly changed!

Mist, giant bones, valleys... everything vanished. In their place lay a boundless, destructive world burning with dark red flames! The sky was shattered, the earth cracked, and countless figures clashed and destroyed! At the center of this world, a terrifying dragon, its body jet black, its scales like mountains, its head adorned with ferocious bony horns, and its eyes burning with gray flames, was being besieged by several beams of light radiating supreme pressure! The dragon roared with earth-shattering fury, its annihilating power destroying everything, but its body was already riddled with wounds, its claws severed, its dragon soul shattered... The extreme pain, rage, resentment, and despair were like the deepest brand, deeply etched into the souls of the onlookers!

"Nine Netherworld Evil Dragon..." Lu Zhao was shocked. Was this a fragment of memory remaining within the dragon-shaped imprint, or... an illusion formed from the lingering obsession of the dragon's soul in this valley?

At the same time, the dragon-shaped mark within his body trembled violently, erupting with intense gray light! The Nether Dragon's Reverse Scales also rapidly heated up within the [Human Skin Pocket]! It seemed to resonate with the will within this illusion! Meanwhile, the "Demon Lord's Mark" between his brows, stimulated by this terrifying negative emotion and destructive will, stirred restlessly, emitting a cold, greedy fluctuation, seemingly wanting to devour this powerful force of obsession!

"Clear your mind and calm your soul, guard your spirit! This is an illusion, do not succumb!" Elder Yun's clear, cold voice, like a clear spring, rang out in Lu Zhao's sea of ​​consciousness, which was about to be overwhelmed by endless negative emotions. At the same time, a cool moonlight power emanated from her, helping Lu Zhao stabilize his mind.

Lu Zhao bit his tongue sharply, the sharp pain clearing his mind. He frantically activated the "Heart-Cleansing and Soul-Suppressing Spell," coordinating it with the "Divine Refining Technique" to forcefully resist the impact of that terrifying will. He knew that if he succumbed to this illusion or was assimilated by its negative emotions, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Just as he and Elder Yun were fighting against the illusion and trying to calm their minds, another unexpected event occurred!

At the edge of the illusion, in the shadow of the world's destruction, several figures suddenly appeared! They were several cultivators dressed in black robes, but with a strange mark embroidered on their chests—a combination of a dripping skull and a twisted dragon pattern! Their aura was somewhat similar to "Corrupting Poison," but even colder and more sinister, and they exuded a dense aura that made Lu Zhao's "Demon Lord's Mark" between his brows tremble—pure power fluctuations originating from the "Soul Devouring Demon Lord"!

These people were actually also trapped in the illusion of "Dragon's Roar Valley"! Moreover, they didn't seem to be passively trapped, but actively using some special magical artifact or ritual to guide and absorb the negative, obsessive power of pain, anger, and destruction belonging to the Nine Netherworld Evil Dragon permeating the illusion! Their target was clearly the lingering dragon soul obsession within this valley!

"They're direct subordinates of the 'Soul Devouring Demon Lord'! They're here!" Elder Yun's voice carried a hint of shock and anger. She hadn't expected that not only the "Corruption Poison Cult," but also the power of the "Soul Devouring Demon Lord" himself had infiltrated "Dragon Roar Valley"! Moreover, it seemed their scheme was even grander—they wanted to devour and refine the obsessive power of this ancient dragon soul's remnant will to strengthen the power of the "Soul Devouring Demon Lord" or his followers!

The moment Lu Zhao saw these black-robed figures, a powerful surge of greed and excitement welled up within his "Demon Lord's Mark"! It was as if he had encountered "kindred spirits" or "delicious food"! At the same time, among the black-robed figures, the leader, an old man with a pale face, deep-set eyes, and wielding a jet-black bone staff, seemed to sense something. He abruptly turned his head, and his eyes, filled with an eerie red light, stared directly in Lu Zhao's direction, transcending the illusion and reality of the dream world!

"Hmm?" The old man let out a soft exclamation, a hint of doubt and interest on his face. "Someone can actually resist the 'Dragon's Wrath Illusion,' and... he even carries the aura of the 'Holy Lord'? No, and... the scent of the 'Nine Netherworlds'? Interesting..."

His gaze seemed to pierce through the illusion, locking onto the "Demon Lord's Mark" between Lu Zhao's eyebrows and the restless dragon-shaped mark within his body.

The feeling of danger instantly reached its peak!