Immortal Mansion: With mediocre qualifications, I have no choice but to live forever

The Blood Mist Mountains, a place that even the local monks are afraid of. It is said that not only are there monsters rampant there, but there are also countless unknown dangers lurking there. It is truly a place where there is no return.

As the two went deeper, the blood mist around them became thicker and thicker, not only blocking their vision but also suppressing their spiritual consciousness, forcing Zhou Yiqiao to use the talisman given by Zhang Yuan.

Zhou Yiqiao held the talisman between his fingers, stimulated his spiritual power and waved it gently. The talisman turned into several rays of light, opening up a barely visible path in front of him and dispelling some of the blood mist.

Although their vision became clearer, the pungent smell of blood in the air still made the two men frown.

"This place can affect cultivators in the Void Refining Realm. It is much more dangerous than what those cultivators say."

Li Mubai had a solemn expression, and he had obviously begun to doubt the authenticity of what Blood Lotus Pond and the "Dawn" team said.

"For now, we haven't sensed any threat to our safety, and our spiritual senses haven't given us any warnings. It should be that the environment here can affect the cultivators' exploration of the outside world."

Although Zhou Yiqiao also had many doubts, he remained calm on the surface.

At this moment, he suddenly noticed a group of figures swaying in front of him, and they seemed to be rushing towards this side.

"boom!"

Before the two men even had time to get into position, the figures had already rushed in front of them and attacked without any hesitation.

Fortunately, both of them were Void Refining cultivators, and each had made considerable achievements in body refining. They forcibly endured the other's sudden attack without causing too much damage.

"Damn it, you sneaky bastard, how dare you attack me by surprise!"

Li Mubai shouted angrily, and the spiritual power in his body surged, transforming into spiritual swords that swept around like a violent storm.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The sword energy was everywhere, and each one contained Li Mubai's profound cultivation and anger. It instantly cut the surrounding blood mist into pieces, revealing the true faces of those attackers.

This was a group of monks wearing black robes, their faces covered by strange masks. Their eyes were flashing scarlet light, and they seemed to have completely lost their minds.

The sword energy did not stop and in the blink of an eye it engulfed these black-robed monks.

However, a strange thing happened. Li Mubai's attack, which was enough to make the late-stage Void Refinement Great Ones temporarily avoid the attack, did not produce much effect on these black-robed monks who were only in the Nascent Soul stage!

Those figures were hit by the sword energy, but they ignored the wounds on their bodies, and the wounds healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

What's worse, Li Mubai's sword energy went straight through them, as if the attack was just an illusion, without causing any effect at all.

At this hurried moment, Zhou Yiqiao acted quickly. He summoned his Dusk Sword, and a faint blue light appeared on the sword. The surrounding blood mist was forced back by the sword intent, revealing a clear space.

Zhou Yiqiao's sword moves are not gorgeous, but they contain powerful sword intent.

As Zhou Yiqiao released his sword intent, those black-robed monks were finally unable to maintain their previous composure. Their figures began to tremble under the powerful sword intent, as if they were suppressed by an invisible pressure.

Zhou Yiqiao seemed to have seen through the identities of these black-robed monks. His first move was with the force of thunder and lightning, not giving the other party any chance to act at all.

Sword lights were weaving, and Zhou Yiqiao's Dusk magic sword drew gorgeous trajectories in the air. Each sword accurately hit the black-robed monk's vital points. Although their bodies showed extraordinary recovery abilities, Zhou Yiqiao's attacks completely exceeded their endurance limits.

Wherever the sword light passed, black robes were torn and masks were shattered, revealing twisted and painful faces. There was both madness and despair in their eyes.

"It really is a blood refiner!"

Seeing the tattoo on the other person's body, Zhou Yiqiao was sure of the other person's identity in his heart and couldn't help but snorted coldly.

"Brother Li, use all your strength. These blood refiners are extremely strange. Only when our offensive force is so strong that they cannot use any means, will it be possible to completely kill them."

Upon hearing this, Li Mubai's spiritual power began to boil again. He formed seals with his hands, and the spiritual swords surrounding his body suddenly gathered into a huge lightsaber, with the tip of the sword pointing straight to the sky, as if it could split the endless blood mist.

"cut!"

With a low shout from Li Mubai, the lightsaber slashed down with the momentum of destroying the world, aiming directly at the place where the black-robed monks were most concentrated.

Wherever the sword light passed, the space was torn apart, and the blood mist was directly split into a huge crack by this force, revealing the panicked blood refiner behind.

Li Mubai obviously wanted to save his face for his previous failure, and the powerful attack he launched was enough to wipe out all the black-robed monks present.

Zhou Yiqiao simply retreated to the second line, used his powerful spiritual power to forcibly control a black-robed monk, killed him with the Heaven-Swallowing Cauldron, and then looked through his memories of his previous life.

Under the restraint of Zhou Yiqiao's spiritual power, the black-robed monk's body gradually stiffened, and finally turned into nothingness under the power of the Heaven-Swallowing Cauldron.

Zhou Yiqiao's consciousness followed the monk's last breath and dived into the abyss of his memory.

He saw a bloody world. The sky here seemed to be shrouded by an eternal sunset, blood-red and heavy.

The memories of the black-robed monk unfolded before Zhou Yiqiao's eyes. He saw the monk's former glory. He was once a young man full of vigor and vitality. With the dream of cultivation, he stepped into the Blood-sucking Valley, hoping to find an opportunity for a breakthrough here.

However, as he went deeper into the valley, he gradually felt something was wrong.

The blood mist in the air seemed to be quietly eroding his mind, and every breath made him feel more irritated and uneasy.

Until one day, he lost his way in a thick blood mist and met a mysterious figure.

The figure was hidden in the mist, revealing only a pair of blood-red eyes. It stretched out its hand towards him, holding a strange stone in its hand, which emitted an alluring blood-red light.

At that moment, a strong desire surged in his heart. He wanted to obtain the stone and absorb its power.

He didn't remember how he accepted the stone, but he knew that his body began to change from then on.

His skin became as hard as steel, his strength and speed were significantly improved, but his mind became increasingly blurred, he began to become manic and restless, and developed an inseparable dependence on the blood mist.

He began to attack every monk he met. He enjoyed the thrill of battle and the moment of blood splattering.

Later, his self-consciousness further dissipated and his memory began to become extremely fragmented, with almost no useful information left.

Fortunately, at the end of the memory, Zhou Yiqiao saw a key clue.

In the deepest part of the Blood Mist Mountains, there is a huge cave filled with thick blood mist, as if it is the source of the entire Blood Valley.

There seemed to be some terrifying existence hidden in that cave, which was secretly observing all the blood refiners and controlling their fate.

Zhou Yiqiao pulled himself away from the black-robed monk’s memories with a serious look in his eyes.

Now it seems that Zhao Tiezhu should also be influenced by the terrifying existence in the mysterious cave like these black-robed monks, and become a chess piece in its hands.

The best way to find Zhao Tiezhu who is lost in this vast mountain range is to solve the mystery of the black-robed monk's memory, the one who controls everyone.

"Brother Li, I found a key clue."

After Li Mubai had vented his anger on the remaining black-robed monks, Zhou Yiqiao stepped forward and told Li Mubai all the information he had found out.

After some discussion, the two decided to go to the mysterious cave to find out what was going on.

Shuttled between dense forests and strange rocks, the two needed to use spiritual shields from time to time to resist the sudden invasion of blood mist.

As they went deeper, the blood mist around them became thicker and thicker, as if it had life, constantly twisting and deforming, trying to block their way.

The surrounding scenery became increasingly blurred, with only the occasional strangely shaped rock exposed, which looked like bones corroded by blood mist, emitting a gloomy atmosphere.

After walking for about half a day, both of them felt an unprecedented oppression, as if a pair of eyes were watching them in secret, watching their every emotion.

"This is not a solution. This feeling completely blocks our spiritual sense. If something attacks us, we won't be able to react."

Zhou Yiqiao stopped and turned to look at Li Mubai with a frown.

Li Mubai pondered for a moment, then took out a pendant that looked like a small sword from his storage bag.

Obviously, this item was also given to Li Mubai by the senior from the Tijian Sect as a self-defense item.

"This is the 'Spirit Eye Sword Pendant'. Although it is not an offensive weapon, it can dispel fog within a certain range and enhance spiritual perception."

"Perhaps it can be useful in this bloody fog."

Li Mubai explained, then lightly touched the sword pendant. A faint sword light overflowed from it and spread out instantly, forcing the surrounding blood mist back a little. The vision of the two people suddenly became much clearer.

Zhou Yiqiao's eyes lit up and he nodded.

"Good baby, with it, we will be more confident in moving forward."

So, the two of them continued to move forward, with Li Mubai leading the way with the Lingmou Sword in hand. Although the blood mist was still invading, it could no longer obscure their vision and perception like before.

Finally, after several hours of trekking, they arrived at an open area.

The blood mist here seemed to be suppressed by some force and became much thinner. In the center of this area, a huge cave appeared in their sight.

The entrance to the cave emanates a deep light, as if it is a portal to another world.

There was no sign of life around the cave, only some corroded rocks and some scattered monster skeletons, making it look extremely desolate.