“No matter how well-planned you are, you can still fail.”

"Of course, if we can gather the same lineup as we did against the ancient demons, that would be another matter."

"But in my opinion, fellow Daoist, please give up these meaningless actions."

"Otherwise it will only arouse his hostility. After all, even if he really has the opportunity to unify Tiannan, I'm afraid it won't last long."

"Don't forget the ending of the Divine Transformation cultivator who once ruled the entire Tiannan."

A sneer appeared on Wei Wuya's lips, and he said meaningfully.

When the old demon Hehuan heard this, he was stunned for a moment and then fell into deep thought.

I don’t know if he really listened to Wei Wuya’s advice.

At this moment, Chen Yun and Master Zhiyang had already gone thousands of feet deep into the vortex.

Under the powerful spiritual pressure, the two obviously could not reach the bottom instantly and could only descend slowly.

Chen Yun had already used the blue light shield, forming a layer of blue light curtain to protect his entire body.

At the same time, more than thirty golden flying swords turned into sword shadows, rotating around the body at high speed and continuously diving downwards.

As for Master Zhiyang beside him, his performance was even more astonishing. From beginning to end, he only relied on a snow-white flying sword to transform into a dazzling light surrounding him.

He easily broke through the layers of white spiritual energy and walked forward side by side with Chen Yun.

Seeing this, Chen Yun couldn't help but admire in his heart.

These senior masters in the late Nascent Soul stage are indeed extraordinary.

Thinking of this, Chen Yun once again used his spiritual sense to explore downwards.

However, after only going deeper than ten feet, his spiritual consciousness was bounced back, and nothing was gained.

As for Ming and Qing's spiritual eyes, although they could penetrate farther, reaching thirty or forty feet away, wherever they could see, there was still a vast expanse of white fog.

Only those whirlpools of spiritual energy that appear from time to time cannot escape the power of the spiritual eye.

Chen Yun saw through all of them in advance and cleverly avoided them.

Every time Chen Yun foresaw and avoided those hidden spiritual energy whirlpools.

Naturally, his actions could not escape the admiring gaze of Master Zhiyang standing beside him.

The Taoist priest was silently surprised by this and his desire to win over Chen Yun became stronger.

As for whether Chen Yun had entered the late Nascent Soul stage or whether he could unify the country in the future, the old man did not show any worry.

He firmly believed that he was not wrong. Chen Yun was a monk who always adhered to the belief of pursuing the Way of Heaven and practiced diligently.

As long as it had nothing to do with himself, he would just quietly work hard at his practice, and simply disdained to get involved in these stressful disputes.

Otherwise, with the powerful magical powers that Chen Yun possesses, even if he wanted to make the Luoyun Sect surrender to him, or control the entire Xi Kingdom, it would be as easy as taking something out of a bag.

However, the spies of the Righteous Alliance located inside Xiguo had previously reported that no matter when Chen Yun broke through to the early stage of Nascent Soul.

Or perhaps for a period after the middle stage of their ascension, no one, including the young practitioner, showed any signs of such intention.

Such a fact undoubtedly made the old Taoist feel at ease.

After a short lunch, Chen Yun deduced that they were now more than ten thousand feet deep underground, so he looked up at the sky.

However, the view above was also obscured by thick fog, making it impossible to see the scene further away.

The heavy pressure gathered on the flying sword from all sides forced him to admit that if he did not have the strength of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul or above, it would be difficult to reach such a depth.

Fortunately, the power of the Qingyuan Sword Technique he possessed was more powerful than that of the cultivators of the same level, so he did not feel exhausted at this moment.

While Chen Yun was thinking, Master Zhiyang beside him suddenly spoke up to remind him:
"Fellow Daoist Chen, please be alert as we are about to reach the bottom area!"

"Thanks for the advice, Brother Dao!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yun immediately withdrew his thoughts and looked down with a sharp gaze.

Sure enough, after they continued to descend dozens of feet, a milky white light gradually appeared deep under their feet, like a thick light curtain.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Chen Yun's falling speed slowed down slightly, and then he and Master Zhiyang stopped at a height of about five or six feet from the top of the light curtain.

With the help of his spiritual eyes, Chen Yun could clearly see the countless evil spirits surging behind the light curtain, presenting a pitch-black scene.

"Is this the sealed evil spirit? It seems to be quite tricky..."

Chen Yun stared at the light screen and whispered to himself.

"That's right. The demonic energy here is too dense and has formed a demonic abyss. The exact depth and scope are still unknown."

"Excuse me for being blunt, although the technique I practice has a certain effect in exorcising evil spirits."

"I once ventured deep into the cave, but I could only reach within a hundred feet. I quickly withdrew because I couldn't stand the pressure of the demonic energy."

"Not only are these evil spirits extremely corrosive, but they are also extremely dense. If ordinary cultivators approach them recklessly, they will suffer extremely serious damage."

“Even those magic cultivators who practice the ancient magic secrets will eventually fall into madness and lose their reason, even if they can improve their cultivation here.”

Master Zhiyang patiently explained to Chen Yun.

After listening to Master Zhiyang's explanation, Chen Yun nodded slightly, stared at the darkness behind the light curtain, and fell into deep thought.

"Brother Zhiyang, please wait here for a moment. I want to go and investigate how dangerous the demonic abyss is."

After a while, Chen Yun finally made a decision.

"Then, Fellow Daoist Chen, please be careful!"

Master Zhiyang had already expected Chen Yun to make such a decision, so he did not seem particularly surprised.

Chen Yun didn't say any more nonsense, and his figure flashed several times in succession.

It suddenly appeared less than an elbow away from the edge of the light wall.

He touched lightly with his toes, and a foot-long green sword light burst out from the soles of his feet, instantly penetrating the light curtain, sinking into the demonic energy, and disappearing without a trace.

Chen Yun was stunned, seeming a little surprised by this.

But in a flash, he suddenly realized that this protective wall was actually a forbidden magic circle specifically designed to target evil spirits.

This would prevent him from wasting his internal energy again to forcibly break the restriction.

As he thought about this, the golden sword shadows circling around him began to vibrate with a thunderous sound.

"Humph! Brother Wei actually asked this question even though he knew the answer. I am really disappointed."

"To be honest, I do not believe that your Excellency has no concerns at all."

"This young man has successfully broken through to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul at the age of only 28, and the various magical powers he has mastered are all extremely powerful."

"After entering the late Nascent Soul stage, I'm afraid there will be no place for us in the Tiannan region."

The black-robed man's stern expression revealed a deep sense of vigilance.

"Haha! Brother Hehuan and I have a slightly different opinion."

Wei Wuya glanced at the old demon He Huan and responded with a mysterious smile. "What exactly is the difference? Please enlighten me, Brother Wei. Do you think that even if this boy is promoted to the late Nascent Soul stage, he is still confident that he can suppress him?"

The old demon Hehuan asked in a sinister tone.

"Suppress? Why do I need to suppress it? I am the oldest among the three great cultivators, and I will die in a hundred years at most."

"Even if he is a true immortal, he won't be able to improve his cultivation again within a hundred years, right?"

"If that's true, then no matter how high his cultivation level is in the future, or whether he can sweep across the entire Tiannan, what does it matter to me?" Wei Wuya replied calmly.

"Brother Wei, do you really want to see the power you have cultivated with all your efforts be monopolized by him alone?"

"If Your Excellency is willing to work with me, Wei can even make appropriate compromises on certain issues."

The old demon Hehuan narrowed his eyes and put forward his own suggestion.

"I have no interest in getting involved in this!"

"Besides, Brother Hehuan, don't you think it's too late to plan this matter now?"

"If this person is in the early stage of Nascent Soul, and you are willing to pay the corresponding price, perhaps I will consider it."

"However, his current strength has not yet reached our level, and his magical powers may not be inferior to ours."

"I have no intention of making enemies with people of equal strength, and I don't want to bring endless trouble to the sect."

"Fellow Daoist He Huan, please do not forget that it is almost impossible to completely eliminate beings of the same level."

“Even with the best advance planning, there is a good chance that it will fail.”

"Of course, if we can gather the same lineup as the one we used to fight against the ancient demons, the situation will naturally be completely different."

"But in my humble opinion, Fellow Daoist He Huan should not take these useless actions."

"Otherwise it will only arouse his hostility. After all, even if he does have the potential to unify Tiannan, it won't last long."

"Don't forget the ending of the Divine Transformation cultivator who once dominated the entire Tiannan."

A mocking smile appeared on Wei Wuya's lips as he gave an earnest admonition.

When the old demon Hehuan heard this, he was stunned for a moment and then fell into deep thought.

He seemed to be thinking carefully about every word Wei Wuya said.

At this moment, Chen Yun and Master Zhiyang had already gone thousands of feet deep into the vortex.

Under the influence of spiritual energy pressure, they obviously could not reach the bottom instantly and could only descend slowly.

Chen Yun had already used the blue light shield, forming a layer of blue light curtain to protect his entire body.

At the same time, more than thirty golden flying swords turned into sword shadows, rotating around the body at high speed and continuously diving downwards.

As for Master Zhiyang beside him, his performance was even more astonishing.

From beginning to end, he relied only on a snow-white flying sword that turned into a bright light surrounding his body, easily breaking through layers of white spiritual energy and moving forward side by side with Chen Yun.

Chen Yun saw this scene and couldn't help but admire it in his heart.

These senior masters in the late Nascent Soul stage are indeed extraordinary figures.

Thinking of this, Chen Yun once again used his spiritual sense to explore downwards.

However, after only penetrating a dozen feet below, the spiritual consciousness was bounced back and failed to achieve any results at all.

For Ming and Qing's spiritual eyes, although they have the ability to penetrate farther distances, even reaching a depth of thirty or forty feet, the range of their vision is still blurry.

Only those whirlpools of spiritual energy that appeared from time to time could not escape the recognition of Ming Qing's spiritual eyes. Chen Yun noticed them in advance and cleverly avoided them all.

Every time, Chen Yun was able to sense in advance and successfully avoid those hidden spiritual energy vortexes, for which he won the praise and favor of the nearby Zhiyang Master.

Although Master Zhiyang had the intention of winning over Chen Yun, he did not care about the possibility of his advancement to the late Nascent Soul stage and then commanding the major forces.

He firmly believed in his vision that Chen Yun was the kind of practitioner who was focused on pursuing the Way of Heaven.

As long as it has nothing to do with himself, he will just practice silently and will never do such a laborious thing.

If Chen Yun is willing, with his magical powers, he can not only control the Luoyun Sect.

Even enough to control the entire Xi Kingdom, but he did not show any such intention.

According to the intelligence sources of the Righteous Alliance in Xiguo, this young cultivator never showed any such tendency, whether in the early stage of the Nascent Soul or after being promoted to the middle stage.

Therefore, Master Zhiyang felt more at ease about this.

After finishing his meal, Chen Yun estimated that he had descended to a depth of more than ten thousand feet, so he looked up at the sky.

The top of my head was also shrouded in spiritual energy, making it impossible to see the scenery in the distance clearly.

The powerful pressure brought by the surrounding flying swords made him infer that if he wanted to continue to go deeper into such a depth, he would need to have the cultivation level of at least the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

Fortunately, the Qingyuan Sword Technique he practiced was more powerful than the magic power of the cultivators of the same level, otherwise he would probably have felt great pressure at this moment.

Just as Chen Yun was deep in thought, Master Zhiyang beside him suddenly reminded him:

"Fellow Daoist Chen, we are about to reach the bottom, please be careful."

"Thank you for the reminder, Brother Dao!"

Chen Yun immediately regained his composure and looked down intently.

Sure enough, after flying down for dozens of feet, a milky white light appeared deep under his feet. It was extremely bright, like a thick light curtain.

Seeing this, Chen Yun slowed down his falling speed, and after a while, he and Master Zhiyang stopped at a height of five or six feet above the light curtain.

With the help of Ming Qing's spiritual eyes, Chen Yun clearly saw countless evil spirits surging behind the light curtain, presenting a pitch-black scene.

"Is this the sealed evil spirit? It seems to be quite troublesome indeed."

Chen Yun stared at the light screen and whispered to himself.

"Indeed, the demonic energy here is too dense and has formed a demonic abyss. The exact depth and width are unknown."

“Excuse me, Fellow Daoist Chen, although the technique I practice has a certain effect of warding off evil spirits, I have personally tried to enter one of them once.”

"However, after only going a hundred feet deep, I realized that I couldn't stay there for long, so I quickly evacuated."

"No matter the nature or quantity of these demonic energies, they are beyond the ability of ordinary cultivators to withstand."

“Even if a demon cultivator who practices ancient magic skills enters, although their cultivation may be greatly improved, they will eventually be corroded by the demonic energy and lose their mind.”

Master Zhiyang explained in detail to Chen Yun.

After hearing these words, Chen Yun nodded slightly, his eyes still fixed on the evil spirit behind the light curtain, and fell into silence.

"Brother Zhiyang, please wait here for a moment. I want to find out how terrifying this evil spirit is."

After a moment, Chen Yun finally spoke.

"Then Brother Chen, please be careful!" (End of this chapter)