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How can one describe the chaos in the Demon Realm at this moment...

Countless low-level monsters and cultivators all had bloodshot eyes and were completely unconscious. They only instinctively attacked the living creatures around them that exuded the breath of life. Among them were some demon cultivators who had reached the realm of Demon Infant (Nascent Soul) and Demon King (God Transformation). Shouts of killing, curses, and cries of pain filled the entire Demon Realm. Dark blue blood flowed everywhere, and the entire scene was like a purgatory on earth.

The ancestors couldn't help but shudder when they saw such a scene. These demon cultivators were infected by resentment and had lost their minds, turning into walking corpses who only knew how to kill.

"How could this be?"

I don't know which Taoist ancestor uttered a sigh, which made the surrounding demon cultivators who were already bloodshot pause for a moment. They opened their bloodshot eyes and looked up at the sky blankly, and could only see the resentment that was almost condensed into substance, like an airtight net. In just a moment, all the demon cultivators threw themselves into the killing without caring anything, as if the pause just now had never happened.

When Bai Qinghua saw this scene, she felt her brain dazed for a moment. The blood-red sky turned into a dark blue all over the ground. She did not dare to hesitate for even a moment. She quickly headed towards the Demon City where Wangmo Peak was located. She did not need any guidance. As long as she entered the Demon Realm, she could feel the resentment rising from there.

The Demon Realm has become like this, what will happen to Yong Ye, the Demon Lord? What happened in the Demon Realm? This is the common question in the minds of all Daozu Realm cultivators who entered the Demon Realm. No matter how many small thoughts they had before, they all disappeared at this moment. Seeing the state of the Demon Realm at this time, everyone knows that once the resentment spreads, the Demon Realm's today will be the tomorrow of the other three realms.

My lips are dead and my teeth are cold!

Wangmo Peak is the highest mountain in the entire Demon Realm. The whole mountain is like a sword soaked in murderous aura, piercing straight into the clouds with heavy pressure. There is no grass on it, but it is covered with a special mineral that has been soaked in magic springs. It is called Magic Spirit Stone by the magic cultivators. On weekdays, as long as you can get a piece of it and carry it with you, you can speed up the absorption of magic energy and improve the blood and physique of the magic cultivators. It is a treasure that the magic cultivators sigh at but cannot get. In the past, countless magic cultivators went here to worship every day. They knelt at the foot of Wangmo Peak and prayed devoutly, praying that the Demon Lord would bestow a Magic Spirit Stone. After Yongye ascended to the throne of Demon Lord, he set up a formation at the foot of Wangmo Peak. Demon cultivators who met the conditions and obtained the recognition of the formation can get a Magic Spirit Stone. As for how to obtain the recognition of the formation? No one knows. After all, the Eternal Night Demon Lord has an unpredictable temper, and you can't expect the formation he set up to have any rules. Even so, the demon cultivators saw hope and still came to see him. The Demon Peak was once crowded with people.

But now, the foot of Wangmo Peak, which used to be crowded with pilgrims, is a completely different scene. Corpses are everywhere and blood is flowing like a river. From the broken limbs and arms everywhere and the painful and hideous expressions of those demon cultivators, one can see what kind of pain these demon cultivators suffered before their death. The foot of Wangmo Peak is filled with resentment and a cold and corrupt atmosphere. The surrounding resentment condenses into raindrops, dripping onto the rocks. The sticky liquid wraps the originally inky black Demon Spirit Stone. From a distance, the entire Wangmo Peak has turned into a reddish-brown color.

At this point, Bai Qinghua had no choice but to hold up the spiritual power shield to block the sticky resentment outside the spiritual power shield. Even so, she could already feel the biting coldness and the violent emotions lingering in her heart. She pinched the tender flesh of her palms with her fingernails to barely suppress the urge to kill.

"Such a strong grudge."

At this point, even with Bai Qinghua's cultivation level, he was unable to tear the space apart. Looking at Bai Yaoyao and the others who had arrived here earlier, Bai Qinghua frowned and said.

"The resentment here is unusual. It can erode our sea of ​​consciousness through our connection with the spiritual shield or magic tools. Be careful."

Bai Yaoyao reminded him after seeing that it was Bai Qinghua who came, and Nangong Chen and Puhua Daozu following closely behind.

Several big monsters of the monster clan have been here for a while. After exploration, they found that the only way to enter the Demon Abyss is to climb up the Demon-Watching Peak and then jump into the Demon Abyss from the top of the peak. Now, the whole Demon-Watching Peak is shrouded in this weird resentment and a peculiar aura, and the spiritual consciousness cannot be released. The cultivators here are greatly restricted and are no different from ordinary people. They can only rely on their eyes to recognize the danger. Moreover, space travel and even flying in the air are impossible here. If you want to climb the peak, you can only walk. Looking at the mountain that goes straight into the sky, you don’t know when you can reach the top. Even if you reach the top, you have to jump into the Demon Abyss from the top. It is unknown what you will face. Generally speaking, it is definitely extremely dangerous. Several big monsters looked at the situation in front of them with solemn eyes.

"Is there no other entrance to the Demon Abyss?"

Bai Qinghua also frowned as she looked at Wangmo Peak. Time was running out and she really didn't want to waste time climbing to the top.

"I don't know. The demon clan is in chaos now, and we can't find any demon cultivators to ask. Although I have been to the demon clan, the Demon Abyss is a forbidden place for the demon clan. Outsiders are not allowed to enter easily. Moreover, the demonic energy inside is thick, and non-demons will not get any benefits if they enter. So I have never heard of outsiders entering the Demon Abyss. As for the fact that you can jump into the Demon Abyss from the top of the Demon Viewing Peak, it is an open secret of the demon clan. However, this is the Demon Viewing Peak, and no one can go up without the permission of the Demon Lord in the past."

Bai Yaoyao saw how anxious Bai Qinghua was and said with a wry smile.

She now also wanted to know the situation in the Demon Abyss. The resentment that suddenly appeared here must have come from the Demon Abyss. If the resentment here could not be eliminated, the other three realms would suffer sooner or later.

While the two were talking, all the Daozu realm cultivators from the human and god races had arrived. They looked at each other and shook their heads, believing that there was no other way to enter the Demon Abyss.

"Then what are you waiting for? Let's go."

Bai Qinghua was the first to step onto a slightly flat path. The path meandered upwards. At first, two people could walk side by side, but soon only one person could pass. On one side was a steep cliff, and on the other side was a precipice. The cold wind was biting, and stepping on the sticky rain, even if he used spiritual power to wrap his feet, he still felt uncomfortable all over. The difficult road made people more tense.

The Divine Demon Harp emitted a bright light in Bai Qinghua's sea of ​​consciousness, shielding her from the resentment that was invading her sea of ​​consciousness. Bai Qinghua looked back and saw that she, Bai Yaoyao and Nangong Chen were the only ones who looked normal among the crowd. The others all had tense expressions and even their breathing became heavier.

Guessing that it was because of the divine weapon, Bai Qinghua summoned the Divine Demon Harp. The sound of the harp rang out, and the sound of peace of mind flowed out. Everyone's complexion looked a little better, and their breathing gradually returned to normal.