Chapter 362: 361. Demon Lord’s Remains (Thanks to the Silver Alliance in the Fanhua Divine Language 1)

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A jet black mystic light gushed out from Chen Luoyang’s eyes and transformed into a mist that looked like ink in the air.

Then, the black light pierced through the void and formed a gate-like existence.

After arriving here, the vibration of the black mirror in Chen Luoyang’s heart became even more obvious. It was unprecedentedly intense.

At this moment, Chen Luoyang was certain that he hadn’t found the wrong place.

The key now was what exactly was going on inside?

“Everyone, please.”

Chen Luoyang said calmly. At the same time, he took the lead and walked through the pitch-black door.

Old Sword Immortal Sky River, Blood River Patriarch, Jiang Yi, and the others looked at the black door. They subconsciously tried to sense the movement inside.

However, with their perception, the black door was like an unfathomable bottomless abyss.

Any investigation of this door was like a clay ox entering the sea. Not only was there no result, but it even hurt his mind a little, as if his essence, qi, and spirit were being devoured by the door.

After pondering for a moment, everyone didn’t attempt to advance any further. They followed behind Chen Luoyang and slowly stepped into the black door.

Gradually, they began to believe that the place before them was the legendary residence of the Red Dust Sovereign.

The more this was the case, the more everyone paid attention to the Supreme Martial Artist’s move and did not dare to be careless.

Ye Tianmo’s reappearance in the mortal world could bring about endless bloodshed.

However, compared to the Supreme Martial Artist who had finally come out of seclusion after many years, Ye Tianmo’s matter paled in comparison.

The minds of all the big shots present were focused on Chen Luoyang and the strange space in front of them.

After Chen Luoyang stepped in, what entered his eyes was a black world.

It was as if he was in the dark night, without any light, and the ground beneath his feet was black.

His eyes were now connected to the black mirror. Even though his vision was pitch black, he could still accurately determine the direction and move towards his target.

There stood a huge black palace.

The people behind him had different thoughts. As they walked, they tried their best to observe the surrounding situation.

The Chu Emperor flipped his palm, and a faint dark golden flame emerged from it, attempting to dispel the darkness.

However, the result was that the fire was swallowed by the darkness.

The Chu Emperor’s expression was calm. He gave up on trying and fell into deep thought.

The old Celestial River Sword Immortal, Blood River Patriarch, and the other senior figures nodded in agreement.

It was similar to the power concept that had helped Chen Luoyang block the sword earlier. It was indeed the work of a Supreme Martial Artist.

After confirming this point, the people who had made things difficult for Chen Luoyang felt their hearts become slightly heavy.

Jiang Yi and Azure Dragon Island Master, who had chosen to help Chen Luoyang, felt slightly relieved, but they didn’t dare to be negligent.

Chen Luoyang led everyone outside the black palace.

“Wait a moment, everyone. I’ll report this to my master.” He turned around and said to the crowd.

The group of people who represented the most powerful cultivators in the mortal world nodded respectfully. “Thank you.”

Chen Luoyang pushed open the palace door and closed it before heading into the depths of the palace.

He heaved a sigh of relief, but his heart was still hanging in the air.

When he was outside the palace earlier, he couldn’t sense any movement in the palace. This caused Chen Luoyang’s heart to feel heavy.

However, after observing the performance of the others along the way, Chen Luoyang felt slightly relieved.

In this world of darkness, everyone’s perception ability dropped sharply.

Perhaps, if they used all their strength, they might still be able to break through the restrictions here.

However, in a situation where the situation was unclear, no one would be so reckless as to cause trouble in the Supreme Martial Artist’s cave.

However, Chen Luoyang had to hurry.

If this dragged on for a little longer, it was hard to say if these big shots would still be so quiet.

Let’s not talk about the others first. At least, it was hard to say what kind of reaction Donglai would have.

Chen Luoyang didn’t know much about this cave abode, so he could only follow the guidance of the black mirror and enter deeper.

The deeper he went, the hotter the black mirror in his heart became. The black mirror’s ‘heart’ kept beating violently, as if it was a chain of thunderbolts.

Chen Luoyang could vaguely sense that there seemed to be a ‘heart’ in the depths of the palace. Because of his and Black Mirror’s arrival, it began to beat violently as if it was resonating.

. Could it be that the Demon Lord surnamed Tang did not really fall?

Or rather, he had fallen, but because of his and Black Mirror’s arrival, there was a possibility of him being resurrected?

But soon, he took a deep breath and resumed his normal pace.

At this moment, he could only move forward.

If they retreated, the pack of wolves and tigers outside the door would be even more difficult to deal with.

Chen Luoyang passed through the palace gates and finally arrived in front of a large hall.

Separated by the door of the hall, Chen Luoyang stood silently.

Inside and outside the palace, there seemed to be two ‘hearts’ beating together. It was beating at the same frequency.

Chen Luoyang slowly exhaled and pushed open the door to the hall before stepping in.

In the main hall, a figure was sitting opposite him.

That figure looked no different from an ordinary person.

But in Chen Luoyang’s eyes, there was only one thought.

Big!

It was extremely huge!

It was so huge that it couldn’t be any bigger!

It surpassed anything Chen Luoyang had seen with his own eyes.

It was so huge that he couldn’t find a suitable reference for comparison.

As a result, he only had the abstract concept of ‘big’ in his mind for the time being.

If he had to find a reference, Chen Luoyang felt that he could only make an analogy with the little knowledge he had about astronomical stars from his previous life on the Blue Planet.

He had only seen the descriptions of those words and images, but he still had no idea about their true size.

He was still comparing the abstract with the abstract, lacking a concrete and real comparison.

The burning sensation of the black mirror in Chen Luoyang’s heart suddenly disappeared.

The violent beating also calmed down.

However, an extremely tyrannical and fierce baleful aura suddenly appeared out of thin air from the black mirror and attacked Chen Luoyang’s spiritual altar.

Chen Luoyang’s eyes flickered as he stared at the figure on the throne.

The other party was silent and motionless, like a lifeless statue.

However, that fierce killing intent was connected to this figure through the black mirror.

Chen Luoyang had initially thought that the Demon Venerable surnamed Tang was really not dead and wanted to seize the opportunity to possess someone or use a corpse to revive his soul.

However, when he remained calm and carefully sensed it, he realized that it was just a simple baleful aura. There was no possibility of it possessing him.

However, if one’s mind was tainted by the baleful aura, it might cause one to go crazy. The negative emotions and dark side of one’s heart would expand to an irreparable point, causing one’s temperament to change greatly.

To Chen Luoyang, who was at the Martial Emperor Realm, this baleful aura was truly too strong.

He needed to communicate with the white jade bottle that the mysterious black pot had transformed into in his mind.

The white jade bottle did not absorb and refine the baleful aura. It only allowed the baleful aura to circulate once in the bottle before returning to the god-like figure on the throne.

The two sides went back and forth, temporarily forming a delicate and fragile balance.

Chen Luoyang’s mind trembled.

The scene in his eyes was synchronized with the black mirror’s eyes again.

His left eye was the starry night sky, while his right eye had five mirrors.

The two eyes merged and finally turned into the vast world of mortals.

It was as if he was looking down on the mortal world from above.

However, his vision quickly changed and the scene dimmed.

In the last pitch-black hall, a young man in a black robe stood opposite him. His eyes were shining with a dark golden light as he looked at him.

That young man was clearly Chen Luoyang himself.

My current perspective is the perspective of the person sitting on the seat?

Chen Luoyang understood.

His mind seemed to be split into two, half in his original body and the other half in the body sitting on the seat.

In a trance, he looked at himself.

However, from the perspective of the body sitting on the throne, Chen

Luoyang’s face could be seen clearly. It was as if he was looking at a mirror.

However, from his perspective, the person sitting on the seat was blurry and he could not see his exact appearance.

Chen Luoyang emptied his mind and immediately felt that his perception was no longer restricted by the dark grotto-heaven world.

This dark palace, this dark world, everything unfolded before his eyes.

He could vaguely see Bie Donglai, Zhu Ran, and the others waiting outside the palace complex.

However, if he continued to extend his perception outside the Dark Grotto-heaven, it would be too late.

From the looks of it, some of the wonders could only be maintained in this dark grotto-heaven.

But …

The palace looked empty, and there was nothing useful. There were no Demon Venerable’s treasures or immortal pills.

There was something a little out of place, like some kind of seal.

Chen Luoyang sighed in his heart and focused his attention on the god-like body on the seat.

The Demon Lord tried to move his body.

Heavy.

It was extremely heavy.

It was so heavy that even a pinky finger could hardly move.

However, Chen Luoyang’s spirits were lifted.

Although it was heavy, it did not mean that there was no hope of moving.

This was indeed a real body, not a statue.

It seemed that this was really the remains of the Demon Lord!

But the question was, why did he die here?

He thought about it later.

What should I do next?

Bie Donglai, Old Sword Immortal Sky River, and Patriarch Blood River were still waiting outside. He urgently needed a way to resolve the crisis.

Chen Luoyang calmed his mind.

Was there really nothing useful in this palace?

He needed a prop to solve the questions brought about by the fragment of the

Black Heavenly Bell.

Just now, he felt that there was something wrong with this palace.

Chen Luoyang was somewhat uncertain. What exactly was that? If he touched it without permission, would it be dangerous?

If there was something sinister sealed here by the Demon Venerable when he was alive …

Chen Luoyang was in deep thought when his mind suddenly tensed up.

Because he sensed that someone was rushing into the palace!

A tall figure passed through the many halls and barged through them, searching everywhere. “Chen Luoyang? Chen Luoyang?”

It was Bie Donglai.

As he shouted, he arrived outside the central hall. He could vaguely feel that it was different from the other halls and could not help but be overjoyed.”Ive finally found it…”

However, before he could get close, an invisible hand suddenly reached out from the central hall.

He grabbed him!

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