Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 325 [Black Mountains, Wutian Treasure Hunt]

Among these endless mountains, there is a canyon that spreads throughout the millions of miles of mountains and cuts off the entire mountain range.

A rich black evil aura erupted from the canyon, infecting the entire sky, and in the center of the canyon, there was a palace made of black jade suspended.

This palace is majestic and tall, like a mountain range. Surrounded by the majestic black evil aura, it looks very gloomy. The palace has a letter: "Molu Tian".

"Boom!"

Suddenly, millions of miles of black mist filled the entire mountain range and continued to rise, rolling into majestic air waves, swirling towards the palace.

A heart-stopping energy swept across the world, oppressing countless towering trees, as if a demon god had just awakened, trying to tear the sky apart.

"Crash!"

This Qi machine continued to rise, and the terrifying momentum made the world begin to roar. It seemed that it could not withstand the pressure of this momentum.

"Roar, I am Wutian, and Lawless is Mo Luotian."

A roaring sound shot straight into the sky, breaking through the rolling clouds of calamity, and merged into the sky. This sound seemed to be declaring its own existence.

At the same time, the fierce energy rose again and became more majestic and fierce.

"Boom."

The heaven and earth shook, and the demonic energy covering millions of miles began to boil, swirling boundless winds and gathering towards the palace in the center of the canyon.

The energy that had originally reached its peak rose again in an instant.

Finally, dozens of breaths later, the strong wind stopped, the black mist swirling around the millions of miles of mountains disappeared, and the Qi machine also quickly retreated.

In a corner of the palace, a man with long hair shawl sat cross-legged on a mat.

This man's expression was very indifferent. From his appearance, he looked like he was either a very vicious person or a very evil person. When the man opened his eyes, his eyes were full of blood, without any emotion at all, only full of coldness.

"We have just entered the early stage of Quasi-Sainthood, which is the peak, and we are only one step away from the mid-stage of Quasi-Sainthood."

A voice suddenly echoed in the empty hall.

As the voice of a young man wearing a green robe came quietly, Wutian, who was originally full of coldness, showed a touch of respect on his face. At the same time, he actually bowed to the man and saluted, "Wutian pays homage to the master."

"No need to be polite."

The Lord of Strength looked at Wutian with satisfaction. He was worthy of being Mo Luo. Although he had ordinary feet, his understanding of the laws of demons far surpassed everyone else. Especially now that the calamity is coming, and as the protagonist of the calamity, Mo Luo has a cultivation base. Advancement is even faster.

Now that he has just entered the early stage of quasi-sage, he directly buys into the peak level. He only needs to rectify the three realms according to his destiny, then he will be the first person in the entire three realms.

"The great rise of Buddhism has fallen into a trough, but it still accounts for most of the destiny of the ancient world. Next, it is time for the demon sect to be born."

"Master, I have been waiting for this day for a long time."

Wutian's eyes were blazing, and his tone was full of hatred. Tens of thousands of years had passed, but Wutian's hatred of Buddhism not only did not diminish, but intensified day by day.

Especially when he practices the Law of Demons, his character changes greatly, which completely amplifies his emotions.

The more respect he has for the Lord of Power, the more he respects him. His hatred for Buddhism is even more intense now, torturing him day and night.

"However, there is one more thing that you need to pick up in person. This is a spiritual treasure that is very important to you and belongs to you."

"Lingbao!?" Wutian was a little confused. Although Wutian was powerful now, the spiritual treasures he had in hand were all given to him by the Lord of Strength.

"In the West, you can go and look for it. This thing is destined for you, and fate will guide you to find it."

"Yes, then I will go down the mountain to look for opportunities."

For tens of thousands of years, Wutian has been very convinced by what his master said. Since his master said it, Wutian plans to go no matter what.

"Go."

The Lord of Strength smiled and nodded. He clearly knew which spiritual treasure was which.

That is the most precious treasure belonging to the Demon Sect, the Black Lotus of the Twelfth Grade World-Destroying World. It disappeared after Luo Hu blew himself up and was hidden for millions of years in the wild. It will inevitably appear when the Demon Sect is flourishing.

As long as Wutian goes out, he can find this spiritual treasure under the guidance of heaven.

Wutian didn't delay, turned around and went down the mountain, heading towards the vast western land.

The western land was originally the base camp of the demon clan. It was prosperous in ancient times and its aura was not inferior to that of the middle earth. However, after Luohu detonated the entire western spiritual vein, it became a desert and many places are barren to this day.

Wutian was born in this land and was very familiar with the West. Especially under the guidance of Heaven, he quickly reached his destination.

This is a Gobi desert with a crack that spreads tens of thousands of miles. Cracks like this are very common throughout the western land.

The crack was very deep, and there was no life inside, only the evil energy swirling in the ground.

"There is a looming evil spirit."

Wutian narrowed his eyes. He was a quasi-sage achieved by the laws of demons. He was also born with a demonic body. He was very sensitive to demonic energy, and he could catch even the slightest fluctuation.

"I'm afraid this is the opportunity that Master mentioned."

When Wutian came to the Western Land, he clearly felt a heavenly secret pulling him, and his destination was here.

Wutian didn't hesitate and flew directly towards the dark crack.

This crack, which stretches for tens of thousands of miles, is not very big, but it is very deep. Wutian walked hurriedly for about half an hour before reaching the bottom.

The bottom of the canyon is dark and deep, without any light. There is even a strange force that affects the exploration of the power of the soul. This force can only affect the Taiyi Golden Immortal level at most. For Wutian, who is a quasi-sage. Not of much use.

"This demonic energy is so pure. Could it be something left over from the demons in ancient times?"

With such doubts, Wutian followed the source of this demonic energy to explore.

It didn't take long for him to reach his destination. It was no longer pitch black. There were stones emitting gleaming light on the surrounding walls, illuminating the place.

Although the light was dim, at least Wutian could see things with his eyes. This was a cave. In the cave, there were stones emitting shimmering light that lit up the place.

Wutian continued to move forward, not afraid at all, but with some excitement in his eyes.

Soon, Wutian, who entered it, saw something that made his heart tremble.

It was a lotus platform with twelve flowers in bloom. It was completely black and exuded a stream of demonic energy that enveloped the entire cave.

(End of this chapter)