Awakening the Eternal Heaven-Swallowing Art

"What the hell is this?" Ling Yun cursed in a low voice.

The black sword energy on Shura's sword was even stronger. He tried to dispel the black mist, but found little effect.

Tian Wuhen also frowned, and a cyan spirit bead appeared behind him, as if he wanted to use the power of this spirit bead to fight against the black mist.

"We must find the source of this black mist quickly!" Tian Wuhen whispered.

Xueying poked her little head out of Ling Yun's arms, her eyes showing vigilance.

She pointed to the distance with her little paw, where there was a vague figure walking slowly.

"Who is that person?" A trace of doubt flashed in Ling Yun's eyes.

Tian Wuhen took a deep breath and said, "No matter who he is, no one can harm us today!"

Ling Yun nodded, the Shura Sword started to dance, and he immediately became vigilant alongside Tian Wuhen.

In the cold black fog, a figure walked slowly, as if stepping on the clouds and mist of the sky, and the unique charm was beyond words.

He was wearing a dark robe with stars on it, which seemed to contain the power of the night sky.

The silver mask hid his true appearance, leaving only a pair of cold eyes, revealing an unfathomable aura.

Ling Yun and Tian Wuhen both stood up nervously. Ling Yun knew that the man in front of him was definitely not something they could easily deal with.

The silver-faced man's eyes fell on Hongxia, who was seriously injured on the ground.

He stepped closer, and the aura he exuded made both Ling Yun and Tian Wuhen feel strong oppression.

"Who are you?" Ling Yun shouted, the Shura Sword was ready to be activated, and the tip of the sword was pointed at the silver-faced man.

But the man didn't seem to take Ling Yun's threat seriously. He just raised his hand slightly, and then a powerful wind hit Ling Yun and Tian Wuhen.

Both of them looked shocked and retreated quickly.

Tian Wuhen clasped his hands together and flew out the green bamboo sword to fight against the strong wind.

But even so, the two of them were still repelled by the strong wind, and blood spurted out from their mouths.

"Damn it!" Ling Yun fell to the ground, blood staining the corners of his mouth.

He looked at the silver-faced man angrily, with flames seeming to jump in his pupils.

The silver-faced man glanced at Ling Yun and the others with contempt. He knelt down and gently picked up Hongxia. His movement was like picking up a deeply loved person.

Only then did Ling Yun and Tian Wuhen realize that Hongxia had a different relationship with the silver-faced man.

"Hongxia!"

Ling Yun said quickly: "Where do you want to take her!"

The silver-faced man did not answer. He gently pressed Hongxia close to his chest.

The black mist behind them surged again, instantly engulfing the two of them and disappearing.

In the darkness, the faces of Ling Yun, Tian Wuhen and Xue Ying all showed expressions of anger and confusion.

What is the identity of this strange silver-faced man? Why does he have such power that he can easily repel them with one palm?

Tian Wuhen looked at Ling Yun, took a deep breath, and tried to calm down his emotions: "Ling Yun, do you feel it? That man's power is so great, beyond our imagination."

Ling Yun nodded and looked into the depths of the black mist.

His eyes flashed with a fierce light: "No matter who he is, since he dares to take away Hongxia, then I will make him pay the price!"

Xue Ying huddled in Ling Yun's arms and murmured in a low voice: "That guy has an aura that I don't like very much. Does it have anything to do with Hongxia?"

The conversation between the three people was full of doubts and uneasiness. They all understood that this matter was probably far from over.

At the same time, the silver-faced man with the red glow appeared in front of a majestic and spectacular palace - the Demon Temple.

This palace was as dark as an abyss, and the surrounding air was filled with a coldness and murderous intent, as if time and space had stopped here.

The man gently put down Hongxia and placed her on the cold stone couch aside.

As time passed, Hongxia's eyes slowly opened.

Her eyes seemed a little dazed, but when she saw the silver-faced man standing in front of her, her body shook violently.

"Lord Demon God!" Hongxia shouted in surprise, her voice full of shock and disbelief.

The silver-faced man slowly took off the mask that covered his face, revealing a cold and handsome face.

He looked at Hongxia coldly, with a contemptuous curve on his lips: "Hongxia, you should know why I came to you."

Hongxia breathed rapidly and seemed a little uneasy.

She bit her lower lip, a trace of fear flashed in her eyes: "Master Demon God, I...I really don't know what you are talking about."

The devil's sneer echoed in the hall, with a hint of contempt and anger, penetrating people's hearts like a cold wind.

He stepped forward and stood, the divine light in his hands flashing, reflecting his deep eyes.

"you do not know?"

The devil's voice was calm and filled with endless chill: "I sent you out to bring me the heads of Ling Yun and the others."

"As a result, not only did you fail to complete the mission, but you also lost so many of your subordinates. What kind of ability is this?"

Hongxia was trembling all over, and the fear was clearly visible in her eyes.

She wanted to say something to defend herself, but the demon's pressure kept her silent.

She could only kneel down deeply, pressing her forehead against the cold stone ground.

"grown ups!"

Hongxia's voice was filled with tears: "I understand the crime, but that Ling Yun is not a mortal."

"The people around him, especially Tian Wuhen and that little fox, are by no means ordinary people."

"I...I tried my best, but I still couldn't win."

The demon's gaze was like a knife, piercing Hongxia: "It's not that you lack ability, it's that you underestimate the enemy and are too proud!"

Hongxia trembled all over, cold sweat dripping down her forehead.

She knew that once the devil's anger broke out, she might not be able to escape death.

There was silence in the hall. The surrounding Demon God Guards watched this scene, and no one dared to speak easily.

The devil's anger was as hot as lava, but he seemed to be contradictory. After all, Hongxia was also his right-hand man.

After almost a stick of incense, the Demon God finally spoke slowly: "Get up and go back to heal your wounds. Come back to me after you have rested."

Hongxia raised her teary eyes, her face filled with disbelief. She didn't know why the Demon God suddenly showed mercy, but she didn't dare to think too much.

The trembling body struggled to get up and held his breath: "Yes, sir."

The demon looked at her coldly, turned around and walked into the depths of the hall.

Hongxia hurriedly retreated, her fear of the devil even more intense.

But I also understand that the reason why I was able to obtain the devil's forgiveness this time was entirely luck.

Next time, she can't make any mistakes.

Outside the hall, Hongxia leaned against a pillar, her face pale.

She took out a jade slip in her hand, slowly injected her true energy, and a light shield surrounded her.

The magical power in the jade slip began to heal her injuries, her body began to emit a red light, and her injuries were slowly recovering.

This failure greatly reduced her trust in the Demon God.

Next, she must find a way to regain the trust of the devil and find a way to defeat Ling Yun and the others.

On a rainy night, a storm came suddenly, thunder rolled, and around the Demon Temple, blue thunder and fire were like giant dragons, surrounding this forbidden land.

In the Demon Temple, the dark golden candlelight flickered, looking slightly eerie.

Hongxia stepped into the Demon Temple, with a hint of caution and nervousness in every step she took.

The Demon God was already sitting on the dragon chair, looking at her. His eyes seemed to be able to peer into people's souls, which gave her an indescribable feeling of oppression.

"You came just in time." The devil's voice was low and cold.

The black mist behind him continued to surge, as if there were thousands of demons wandering in it.

Hongxia trembled slightly and responded in a low voice: "Your Majesty calls, how dare Hongxia not come."

The Demon God ignored her compliment and asked directly: "How is your injury?"

Hongxia leaned over and responded: "Thanks to the jade slip given by the Lord, Hongxia's injuries have basically recovered."

"Then tell me, what is the background of Ling Yun and the others?"

The devil seems to be very interested in this question.

Hongxia's heart suddenly tightened, and she knew she couldn't hide anything this time.

She took a deep breath and began to tell: "Although Ling Yun is a little-known young man, his strength is unfathomable."

"Especially the Tian Wuhen next to him, I even felt an indescribable aura emanating from him, which seems to be related to the laws of Hunyuan."

A vigilant light flashed in the Demon God's eyes, and he asked: "What about the little fox?"

Hongxia was silent for a moment and replied: "The little fox's name is Xueying, and he is an ice-type supernatural beast."

"When I fought with her, she could even summon the law that was frozen for thousands of miles, and the ice locked the universe. I was almost frozen into an ice sculpture by it."

There was a trace of anger on the Demon God's face, and he snorted coldly: "It turns out to be the freezing method. No wonder you were defeated by her."

"You said Ling Yun and Tian Wuhen are so powerful, so why would they make things difficult for you?"

Hongxia didn't dare to look directly into the eyes of the demon god. After hesitating for a moment, she said, "I don't think they want to kill me, but they seem to have other purposes."

"But they were tight-lipped and didn't reveal any information."

The Demon God thought for a moment, and then sighed softly: "Forget it, you go back and continue to monitor them. If there is any situation, report it immediately. If you let me down again, you know the consequences."

Hongxia's face was pale. She knew the devil's methods and immediately knelt down on the ground with her head lowered: "Yes, sir."

The thunder continued and the storm seemed to become more and more violent.

Hongxia exited the hall and looked at the sky covered with dark clouds, feeling mixed emotions in her heart.

The thunder gradually faded away, and deep in the Demon Temple, a dark corridor stretched to an unknown place.

The Demon God walked into the corridor with steady steps, and the stone door behind him slowly closed.

As he walked deeper and deeper, strange runes appeared on the surrounding stone walls.

They emit a faint blue light, bringing a shimmer to the underground world.

At the end of the corridor is a secret room carved in stone.

In the center of the secret room, there is a huge sea bowl. It is not an ordinary bowl, but is polished with jet black iron.

The bowl is filled with golden liquid, like flowing gold, shining with a dazzling light.

The demon gently caressed the sea bowl and chanted some ancient spell in a low voice.

The gold liquid in the bowl began to roll, and gradually, a picture emerged.

In the picture, Ling Yun, Tian Wuhen and the little fox snow shadow were walking in the snow.

A cold light appeared in the devil's eyes: "So you are in the snowy area."

He no longer hesitated, and disappeared into the secret room in a flash.

In the snowy area, on a vast expanse of white snow, Ling Yun and Tian Wuhen were discussing the road ahead.

And the little fox snow shadow was rolling around and having a great time.

Suddenly, Xue Ying's hair stood up, and his green eyes were full of vigilance.

She growled lowly, as if she sensed some danger.

Tian Wuhen nervously held his long sword and said solemnly: "There is an enemy!"

Ling Yun clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and said calmly: "No matter who it is, we will not be afraid."

At this moment, a black shadow passed like lightning from the distant sky and landed directly in front of them. That is the devil.

Tian Wuhen asked nervously: "Who are you?"

The demon sneered: "I'm here to find you, Ling Yun. You, the little fox, and this unknown guy, how dare you run wild on my territory!"

Ling Yun raised his eyebrows and said disdainfully: "Your territory? Don't be ridiculous."

Ling Yun's words were still floating in the snowy area, and the corners of the devil's mouth raised, revealing a strange smile.

He took out the black black iron sea bowl from behind. The golden liquid in the bowl had long since disappeared, leaving only the darkness as empty as an abyss.

Tian Wuhen's eyes were sharp. He pulled out the long sword from his waist and looked at the black iron bowl warily, feeling an indescribable sense of oppression.

Xueying let out a low roar, her black hair flying, ready to transform at any time.

"Is this your method?"

Ling Yun sneered and tried to use the power of Hunyuan to sense the strangeness of the bowl.

The demon was speechless, and gently shook the sea bowl in his hand. The bowl immediately issued a strong suction force, as if it wanted to suck the entire world into it.

Ling Yun and the three of them immediately felt the ground beneath their feet begin to shake, and the entire snowy area seemed to be being sucked in by the bowl.

"Damn it!" Tian Wuhen roared.

He waved the long sword in his hand, and a sword energy went straight towards the devil, trying to interrupt his sucking.

But the suction force was extremely powerful. Ling Yun felt as if his body was being pulled by a thousand-pound object. Gradually, their figures began to become blurry.

Xueying screamed: "Master, we are about to be sucked in!"

Ling Yun yelled: "Tian Wuhen, use all your strength! We can't fall here!"

A fierce light flashed in Tian Wuhen's eyes, the laws on his body were crisscrossed, and strong rays of light burst out from his body.

He tried his best to resist the strong suction.

But at this moment, Ling Yun and Xueying had been completely sucked into the black iron sea bowl.

Shock flashed in Tian Wuhen's eyes, and he struck the bowl with the sword in his hand.

But as soon as the sword touched the bowl, it was pulled by the strong suction force, and Tian Wuhen was completely sucked into it.

The Demon God took back the sea bowl in his hand, with a proud smile on his lips: "Now, can you still be arrogant?"

In the Black Iron Sea Bowl, the three of them were in a space like a sea of ​​stars, surrounded by bright stars, and they were floating in it.

Ling Yun's face turned pale, and he felt that his strength was being continuously weakened, while Xue Ying had turned back into a little fox, curling up in Ling Yun's arms.