Longevity: My Talents Are a Bit Abundant

Chapter 775: Chapter 657: Demonic Shadows in the Secret Realm

Two months later.

Spirit Stream Secret Realm, in a barren valley.

The space suddenly twisted eerily.

A pitch-black vortex appeared out of thin air, exuding pure Demonic Qi.

It was a forcibly opened passage to the Demon Realm.

Immediately afterwards, a graceful figure dressed in plain white gauze stumbled out from the vortex in a somewhat disheveled manner.

This woman was enchanting to the bone, every frown and smile naturally alluring; she was Ding Chunhua from the Golden Spirit Race, a seductive demonic figure.

At this moment, her aura was fluctuating, with her realm cultivation evidently suppressed to the level of Foundation Establishment Perfection.

Ding Chunhua warily surveyed her surroundings, ensuring no cultivator was present in the valley.

Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief, before furrowing her brows and snapping at the unstable Demon Realm passage: "Stupid Niu! What are you dawdling for? Hurry up and come out!"

A muffled struggling sound came from within the passage, accompanied by Niu Dali’s gruff complaint: "Ding Chunhua, this passage is too narrow and I’m stuck. I can’t get through."

"Useless thing!" Ding

Ding Chunhua spat disdainfully, pulling out three black small flags engraved with ferocious demonic patterns, she formed a spell with her hand and accurately placed the flags at three nodes of the vortex.

"Open!"

Following a tender shout, the black light of the demon flags intensified greatly.

"Buzz!"

The black vortex vigorously expanded several feet.

The next moment, a massive, rock-like muscular minotaur, carrying a crimson demonic axe, managed to squeeze out from the passage with difficulty.

It was Niu Dali, the Bull-Headed Demon General from the Golden Spirit Race.

His cultivation was also suppressed to Foundation Establishment Perfection.

"Big in size but not in brains."

Ding Chunhua cast a sidelong glance at Niu Dali, her tone unfriendly.

Twenty years ago, the two led a demon soldier and beast army, ordered to descend upon Xuan Yuan Realm.

They intended to earn merits in exchange for Soul Cultivating Spiritual Objects to advance to the Demon Infant path.

As a result, they encountered Spirit Sword True Master and True Master Profound Ice of the Cyan Cloud Sect.

Their demon soldiers and beasts were almost completely wiped out, and the two barely escaped with their lives.

They struggled to return to the Demon Realm.

Upon learning of their actual performance, Young Master Jin Lijian of the Golden Spirit Race was furious.

He heavily punished the two, exiling them to a sunless demon cave as guards.

For a full twenty years.

The experience of living in darkness, with evil qi eroding their bones, still sent shivers down her spine when she thought about it now.

If Jin Lijian hadn’t needed manpower to break through the Great Realm, using Foundation Establishment Realm cultivation to infiltrate the Spirit Stream Secret Realm and search for the Primal True Water.

They would probably still be suffering in the demon cave.

"Old Bull, we can’t fail again this time. Otherwise, we truly will die with no remains, our souls scattered."

"You know the Young Master’s temper."

Despite looking down on Niu Dali somewhat.

At this moment, Ding Chunhua could only place her hope in him.

In the Spirit Stream Secret Realm, the Heavenly Dao Rules only allowed the presence of Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

The two forcibly used the Golden Spirit Race’s Secret Technique, dispersing the Demon Pill, morphing it into a Demon Foundation.

Even though they both were at Foundation Establishment Perfection.

Niu Dali was naturally blessed with divine power and had practiced the Body Refining Technique [Bull Demon Strength].

With just his physical strength, he could withstand True Pill True Masters from the Xuan Yuan Realm.

Dealing with the Yue Country Sect disciples in the Spirit Stream Secret Realm would be like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, a piece of cake.

"Rest assured!"

Niu Dali patted his sturdy chest, which produced a loud thud, grinning menacingly.

"Rest assured! Old Bull doesn’t have any other skills, but he’s adept at dealing with small fry."

"Coincidentally, my Thousand Soul Banner still lacks some high-quality fierce souls. Capturing all the Yue Country Sect disciples in the Secret Realm for Soul Extraction and Refining will complete the Thousand Soul Banner, heh heh..."

He excitedly took out a large flag shrouded in black air; within its surface were countless tormented souls wailing and struggling.

Ding Chunhua’s face eased slightly upon seeing the Thousand Soul Banner.

This Niu Dali still had some tricks up his sleeve.

"Let’s go, and move quickly. We’ll go ahead and set up a demon array, waiting for the Yue Country Sect disciples to come to us."

...

Outside the Spirit Stream Secret Realm, before what appeared to be an ordinary towering mountain range.

At the edge of the sky, spiritual lights flickered as thirteen majestic Sect’s spaceships of various designs broke through the air, hovering in the airspace before the mountains.

On each spaceship, the emblems of the thirteen sects of Yue Country were engraved.

Under the leadership of their respective Golden Core Sect Leaders, more than three hundred Foundation Establishment cultivators, who gained the entry slot to this secret realm, disembarked from the ships in flight, standing solemnly on the plain before the mountain according to their sects’ formations.

Though numerous, the scene was solemn, with only the mountain wind whistling.

An elder with a clear, emaciated face stood before everyone.

It was True Master Celestial Secret, the Sect Leader of the Xuanfa Sect.

He surveyed the surroundings, confirming that all thirteen sects of Yue Country had arrived.

"Fellow Daoists, the time has come, we may begin."

Upon hearing his words, the expressions of the twelve sect leaders shifted to one of focus, each swept their sleeves and produced a secret realm token of various shapes.

These tokens, neither jade nor gold, emitted a buzzing resonance in the air, attracting one another.

True Master Celestial Secret formed a spell with his fingers, whispering: "Merge!"

The twelve tokens instantly transformed into streams of light, converging around the main token before him, interweaving with spiritual patterns to assemble a quaint secret realm key.

"Go!"

True Master Celestial Secret pointed his fingers, injecting magical power into the secret realm key.

Instantly, the key radiated brilliantly, transforming into a streak of light, shooting towards the steep and rocky main peak ahead.

"Buzz!"

At the moment the key touched the mountain, like a droplet into a lake, it created ripples.

The entire mountain’s scenery distorted and blurred.

Then, a hidden, magnificent world gradually unfolded before everyone’s eyes.

Shrouded in spiritual mist, towering ancient trees, exotic flowers, and herbs covered the land. Spiritual Qi so rich it condensed into liquid surged forward, coupled with cascading waterfalls and flowing streams, resembling an Immortal Realm.