Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

In this special region of Soul-Startling Ridge, the deeper one ventures, the denser the aura of dark energy becomes, eventually forming a unique energy field.

Under the influence of this field, Mu Ciyin gradually found her true energy difficult to circulate and her laws difficult to operate, causing her to lose most of her abilities.

"The laws are suppressed here…"

Jun Wuxie slowly realized this as well, but he did not cultivate true energy; all his abilities came from his physical body's blood energy, even his divine abilities and secret techniques were driven by it.

"Ciyin Shizun, what is the strength of your physical body like?"

Entering this law-suppressing zone, Jun Wuxie felt somewhat棘手 (jí shǒu, thorny/troublesome).

This situation was very unfavorable for them.

Although he possessed an extremely powerful physical body, that was only in comparison to those of the same realm.

Compared to a powerhouse of the Primordial Profound Realm, even in terms of physical body, they were not on the same level.

Not to mention Primordial Profound Realm experts, even with his current霸圣 (bà shèng, Overlord Saint) realm, his physical body's strength was only equivalent to a Saint Emperor, not even comparable to a Saint Ancestor.

The Saint Realm, the gap between each major realm was incomparably huge, separated by an uncrossable chasm.

True energy cultivators, even if they did not deliberately strengthen their physical bodies, as their realm increased, the laws and true energy would naturally temper their bodies, allowing them to reach a very strong level.

"It should be quite good. In the Primordial Saint Realm, I'd say I'm in the upper-middle tier. I've had some opportunities and have had two experiences strengthening my physical body."

Mu Ciyin was quite confident in her physical body, but only compared to others in the same realm who cultivated true energy; she certainly couldn't compare to body cultivators of the same realm.

However, since ancient times in the Upper Realm, there had been almost no reports of body cultivators being able to cultivate their realm to the Primordial Saint Realm.

"That's good."

Jun Wuxie felt slightly more at ease.

He was worried that some powerful enemies of the Primordial Profound Realm would appear. If they were to fight physically, and Mu Ciyin was no match for them, they would be in a very passive position.

In such an area, once they became passive, they could only flee for their lives, and in the process of escaping, they might attract other troubles due to carelessness.

"There seem to be traces of battle over there."

Mu Ciyin's eyesight was far superior to Jun Wuxie's, and she pointed to a certain area ahead.

Lanlan immediately sped up, and they quickly arrived.

Arriving here, Jun Wuxie carefully observed.

Because this location was deeper, the rules were stronger and more difficult to damage, and it also suppressed laws, so the traces left behind were very shallow.

Basically, they were just shallow scratches, but there were quite a few of them.

Based on these circumstances, the battle that took place here must have been very intense.

"Roar!"

Just as Jun Wuxie was thinking, a violent roar came from the dense forest not far away.

The moment their eyes followed the sound, they saw a muscular ancient beast emerge from the forest.

This ancient beast revealed森白 (sēn bái, ghastly white) fangs, its eyes gleaming with violent bloodlust. It had many sword wounds on its body, and in some places, the bones were exposed.

Those wounds looked like old injuries; the wounds had not healed. At its heart, there was even a large hole, revealing that half of its heart was missing.

The ancient beast's body was filled with black light and smoke, constantly溢出 (yì chū,溢出) from its body like black mist swirling around it.

Its bloodthirsty eyes stared at Jun Wuxie and Mu Ciyin, who were riding Lanlan, and its hind legs slightly crouched, ready to pounce.

"An ancient race Saint Ancestor!"

Mu Ciyin recognized the ancient beast's identity and realm at a glance.

It was just that this ancient race powerhouse had clearly been dead for a long time, and had undergone a mutation due to the influence of the special environment here, becoming such a bloodthirsty monster, completely without its own will.

With a howl, the ancient race powerhouse pounced over, its lunge so fierce that the power of its physical body shattered the void, covering it with cracks.

Its sharp claws directly attacked Jun Wuxie and Mu Ciyin.

At this moment, Mu Ciyin迎 (yíng, to face/welcome) up to meet it. Even though she could not use true energy or laws, she, in the Primordial Saint Realm, was still powerful. With a wave of her snow-white slender hand, her sleeves fluttered, and blood energy surged out like a mountain torrent,轰 (hōng, rumble/boom) blasting the pouncing ancient ancestor powerhouse away. It shattered in mid-air and disintegrated on the spot.

Having killed the Saint Ancestor Realm ancient ancestor powerhouse, Mu Ciyin's expression did not show the slightest ease.

Her heart was now sinking.

How terrifying Soul-Startling Ridge was, she could already see by walking here.

Going this deep, years have passed, is Yue Chenyu still here?

This was her question, and also the point she was most worried about in her heart.

She could see that Jun Wuxie cared about Yue Chenyu very much. If Yue Chenyu was gone, she wondered if he could accept it.

Jun Wuxie had a沉着 (chén zhuó, calm) face as he examined the body of the killed ancient race powerhouse.

He could basically confirm that the sword wounds on the ancient race powerhouse's body were left by Yue Chenyu.

Back then, Yue Chenyu had actually killed a Saint Ancestor in such a law-suppressing area!

But he did not feel excited, because he knew very well that Yue Chenyu would have to face even greater difficulties and dangers later on.

Searching in this area and continuing to go deeper, before long, he saw the mark again.

The mark here was almost exactly the same as the one he had seen before, also the starting stance of the Drawing Sword, Slaying Immortal Technique, the sword pointing to the depths.

Jun Wuxie stood in front of this mark for a long time.

The mark in front of him gave him a strange feeling in his heart.

"What's wrong?"

Mu Ciyin asked.

"I don't know how to say it, but I always feel that this mark was not left by Chenyu, or rather, it was not what she wanted to leave behind."

Jun Wuxie of course had deep trust in Yue Chenyu.

They had experienced several life-and-death situations together, and they had a great understanding of each other.

He believed that Yue Chenyu would think of him at all times, but the mark in front of him was still guiding him to go deeper.

If Yue Chenyu had really come to this position back then and killed the ancient race powerhouse, her going deeper was out of desperation, but she must have known how dangerous the depths were, and she would never lead him deeper, so how could she leave such a mark?

Mu Ciyin sighed slightly: "Whether it is or not, we have no other choice now. In the vast Soul-Startling Ridge, besides following the direction of the marks to try to find her, searching aimlessly in other ways would be even more difficult than finding a needle in a haystack."

Jun Wuxie nodded. That was indeed the case. Even if there was really a problem with this mark, they would still have to continue to go deeper.

Before getting back on Lanlan, Jun Wuxie looked at Mu Ciyin very seriously, "Ciyin Shizun, let me walk the road ahead myself. You should go back to Ice Heart Pavilion. You've been away for too long, and Ice Heart Pavilion might not be safe either. What if the Fallen Red Dust attacks Ice Heart Pavilion?"

"What are you saying? Being in such a dangerous area, how can this teacher leave you?" Mu Ciyin directly rode onto Lanlan and said coldly, "Get on!"

Jun Wuxie did not move, only quietly staring at her, not speaking, the meaning in his eyes believing that she understood.

He really did not want her to continue traveling with him.

Finding Yue Chenyu was his own business. Soon they would enter an even more dangerous area, how could he let Mu Ciyin continue to take risks with him.

"Are you getting on or not?" Mu Ciyin did not have the gentleness she usually showed in front of him, but had more majesty, and her tone became cold, "Don't think that just because this teacher likes you, she won't punish you! As a disciple, is this how you go against your teacher?"

"Ciyin Shizun, you don't need to be so fierce, do you?"

Jun Wuxie smiled bitterly, and had no choice but to ride onto Lanlan's back, "I just don't want you to be sad, otherwise this trick of yours won't scare me, because you would never punish me."

"You…"

Mu Ciyin wanted to say something but stopped, but suddenly didn't know how to refute him, because he had already seen through her.

But he compromised, his compromise was only because he didn't want her to feel sad for leaving halfway.

"This teacher really has no way to deal with you…"

She frankly admitted that she had not actually expected that one day she would meet such a disciple. His excellence was perfect, without any flaws.

Having such a disciple, even giving him her life would be fine, how could she punish him.

She believed that anyone who possessed such a disciple and understood his potential would be like this, would regard him as a peerless treasure.