Chapter 255: Sky-Splitting Shuttle, the Six-Man Demon Clan Group

Outside Feiyun City, five people gathered.

Many years later, when I saw Situ Yanran again, she had already reached the third level of Refining Void.

Chen An and others had received accurate information about this change two or three years ago, so they were not too surprised when they saw it again.

The reason for setting off today is not only because of Chen An’s suggestion, but also to make preparations early so as to gain the upper hand.

The City Lord's Mansion, Pei Family and Situ Family, who were supporting them from behind, also had the same plan. After some discussion, they decided to go to Shenglin Island ten years in advance.

Excluding the several years spent on the journey, it would take about three or four years for the dark energy to cross over to the human world before we could reach Shenglin Island.

After the meeting, several people discussed the details that needed to be paid attention to on the way, and then Situ Yanran took out a black shuttle.

The shuttle is about ten meters long and three meters wide. The head of the shuttle is carved with a divine bird spreading its wings as if about to fly. The whole body is streamlined, and the surface sparkles with metallic luster, reflecting colorful light in the sun.

"This treasure is called Sky-Splitting Shuttle. It is a very rare flying weapon and a family heirloom of our Situ family. Its speed is not slower than that of ordinary cultivators at the ninth level of Void Refinement or even at the Perfection of Void Refinement. It is very suitable for us to use to travel."

At this point, Situ Yanran sighed softly: "Because of its high speed, every time it starts, it consumes a large amount of spirit stones and the cultivator's own mana. Therefore, it usually requires four to six cultivators who have reached at least the middle stage of the Void Refining Realm to take turns controlling it in order to maintain its high-speed flight."

Pei Zitian counted the number of people and said in surprise: "But we only have three cultivators in the middle stage of the Void Refining Realm. Isn't that a bit insufficient?"

He and Situ Yanran were at the third level of Refining Void, and only Chen An and the other two had reached the middle stage of Refining Void.

"That's not difficult. If you and I spend a little more spirit stones and work harder, we can barely make up for the lack of mana."

Situ Yanran explained that she knew this family heirloom very well and she had considered this a long time ago.

Although most of the immortal cultivation world is in uninhabited areas, several people still devoted some of their energy to maintaining the sword formation in case of emergencies that they would not be able to react in time.

They have often practiced the Five Swords Returning to the Origin Sword Formation together over the years. They can't say that they are in perfect sync, but they have gotten along well.

Although forming a sword formation can be completed in a relatively short period of time, it still takes time, and in an emergency situation, this short period of time can be fatal.

But you don't need to use all your strength when traveling. You just need to form a formation and be able to respond instantly when needed.

The speed of the Sky-Splitting Shuttle is not slow at the moment, and judging from the current situation, there is still more than enough time.

Just in case, several people jumped onto the Sky Shuttle early and prepared to set off.

"I am the first among us to enter the late stage of refining emptiness, and my accumulated mana is a little stronger. Let me control the Sky-Splitting Shuttle first."

After going up, Zhao Lingyun took the initiative to volunteer.

No one had any objection to his action and they all expressed their agreement.

Chen An glanced at the other party with a smile, but didn't say anything. He sat cross-legged in the middle of the Sky-Splitting Shuttle, in the earth position for the five people.

Zhao Lingyun in front of him let out a low shout, injected magic power into the Sky-Splitting Shuttle under him, and flew away in the blink of an eye. The Feiyun City behind him also disappeared at the moment of take-off.

The speed is indeed fast, but the consumption is also high.

Looking at Zhao Lingyun's pale face and tense body, it can be seen that even if he continues to replenish his magic power through elixirs on the way, he can only last for one or two months at most.

The barbarian tribe.

In the dim hall, candlelight flickered, and three figures stood solemnly amid the interweaving of light and shadow, creating a solemn and dignified atmosphere.

Shadow Barbarian King, Barbarian Shadow and "Barbarian Flame" gathered here to discuss matters concerning Shenglin Island.

"Ying'er," the Shadow Barbarian King's voice was low and gentle, he looked at Barbarian Ying and said, "With the help of the Blood Devouring Technique, you have emerged from the cocoon and become a butterfly, and have been promoted to the ninth level of the Refining Void Realm. You have the strengths of both the Power Barbarians and the Shadow Barbarians. Even if you face a strong man who has reached the perfection of the Refining Void Realm, you can still fight him."

However, her joyful voice was mixed with a hint of regret: "It's just that Shenglin Island is about to open, and time is running out. You can no longer use the power of your bloodline to practice."

Man Ying's cultivation has reached the limit of the devouring technique. If he wants to reach a higher level, he must be down-to-earth and practice diligently.

"With my current strength, it is enough!"

Man Ying stood proudly, emitting a great fighting spirit from his whole body. This confidence came from the momentum forged from countless life-and-death battles, as well as the awareness of his own strength.

Upon hearing this, Shadow Barbarian Queen was so pleased that she could not express it in words. She slowly reached out her hand, took out a seemingly ordinary piece of black iron from her arms, and gently placed it on the table.

"Although this treasure does not look impressive, it is a treasure shared by Li Man and Ying Man. I have never used it. You can use it to protect yourself."

Chen Fengshuo, who was feeding spiritual fruit to King Yingman, stopped what he was doing when he saw this. He and Manying saw the lump of iron on the table and looked strange.

The lump of iron had a rough surface and almost no luster. If it weren't for the spiritual aura faintly revealed in it, it would probably be mistaken for ordinary scrap iron or waste picked up from the roadside.

Seeing Manying's doubts, King Yingman quickly explained: "Although this item is inconspicuous, it is a treasure passed down from generation to generation by the Li and Ying tribes. Shenglin Island is full of dangers. If you take this treasure with you, it will not only protect you, but also help you at the critical moment and turn danger into safety."

"This"

Man Ying frowned, a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes. He did not have much affection for this rough-looking, uncarved lump of iron, but he knew how precious the treasure was and no one would give it up easily.

So he nodded gently: "Okay, I'll take it."

The Rong Shen Yuan Po can assist in fusing the soul and the body. It is a treasure for other races. However, the barbarian cultivators take a different approach. Although they do not cultivate the soul, they can use this treasure to greatly improve the efficiency of absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, thereby stimulating the infinite potential hidden in the body and making the path of cultivation smoother.

Manying has been determined to succeed in this trip and vowed to seize the secret treasure on the island.

This trip is not only for his personal future, but also for the future development of the entire barbarian tribe.

Chen Fengshuo, who was serving the Shadow Barbarian King, quietly kept in mind what he heard today, and would find a suitable opportunity to pass the news back to the tribe in the future.

In the vast ocean, Chen An and four others boarded the Sky-Splitting Shuttle and flew out of the human race's power range. They crossed two or three seas in a row and now came to a completely unfamiliar sea.

The sea was calm in front of him, and it seemed safer than the previous journey, but if he looked down, the sea water here was slightly reddish, revealing a strange feeling.

"Everyone, please be alert. The sea area ahead is controlled by the Demon Alliance. The demons are always rampant and like to rob passing monks. Safety is the most important thing. Let's go around it."

Mu Baichen was currently controlling the Sky-Splitting Shuttle. He saw the sea ahead and gave a reminder.

Hearing this, Chen An became excited. Demon clan alliance?

This is a force that is in no way weaker than that of humans or barbarians.

The origin of the Demon Alliance can be traced back to tens of thousands of years ago.

At that time, the demon continent was in chaos, with various tribes fighting and wars raging everywhere, and countless lives were lost.

In such a chaotic world, there were a few tribes who were tired of the endless killing and were eager to pursue a path to immortality instead of being trapped in endless fighting. So, they worked together and established a force in the baptism of blood and fire, which was the original demon alliance.

At that time, the purpose of the Demon Alliance was simple and pure. They would not easily get involved in meaningless disputes and were only focused on seeking the path to becoming immortals.

This detached attitude attracted many races and individuals who longed for peace and tranquility.

The Demon Alliance has demonstrated great inclusiveness. No matter whether it is a lone cultivator or a large race migrating as a whole family, as long as they are willing to let go of the past and devote themselves to the path of cultivation, they can find a place to stay here.

This open and inclusive atmosphere has allowed the alliance to grow like a snowball, gradually becoming a force that cannot be ignored among the surrounding forces.

However, the open door also brought about a mixed bag of good and bad.

As time passed, the membership of the Demon Alliance became increasingly diverse, including the original founding races, ambitious people who joined later, and even defectors from various races, including many members of the legendary five-clawed golden dragon clan.

These rebels, either because they were dissatisfied with the rule of their original tribe or because they were pursuing greater freedom and power, all joined the Demon Alliance.

But one thing is that the demon clan is a loose organization, and there are many extremely vicious people among them.

Most of the monks who passed through his sphere of influence would be skinned alive, even if they did not die.

It was with this in mind that several people put this trip on the agenda early, attempting to take a detour and bypass the sphere of influence of the Demon Alliance.

This way, although it is much safer, it will also add about two years to the journey. Otherwise, if you ride the Sky Shuttle at full speed, you can reach Shenglin Island in five years.

Compared to my own safety, these two years are nothing.

Somewhere in the Demon Alliance sea area.

Six demon cultivators gathered on a small island.

A sturdy man with a strong body, hair like burning flames, eyes like lava, and a burning breath, said boredly: "Brother, we robbed and killed no less than a hundred monks a few days ago, why haven't we seen any of them in the past few months?"

Lan Haitao, who was standing next to him, sneered and said, "You idiot, why don't you use your brain to think about it? Hundreds of people have died on this road. If you were a latecomer, would you still go?"

However, in just a few years, the income of the six of them was comparable to that of the previous decades, which can be said to be a windfall.

The other party called him an idiot, but Yan Xinchi just smiled innocently, scratched his head and continued: "I remember that these people are going to Shenglin Island, it seems that they are looking for the Fusion Soul. Why don't we go and take a look? If the eldest brother can break through, we can snatch the Fusion cultivator in the future!"

Thinking of being able to rob and kill the fusion, Yan Xinchi's eyes flickered with fire and he looked excited.

"No."

Yan Xinchi was interrupted by a cold shout, and the heat in his eyes immediately dissipated, replaced by a hint of fear.

A kind old man with wood-textured skin, a long beard that reaches down to his waist, and a faint woody fragrance emanating from his body.

He looked at the others and analyzed, "Ten thousand cultivators have gathered on Shenglin Island. The danger is so severe that even I dare not say that I can escape unscathed. I wonder how many people with profound magical powers and great magical powers will die if I go there."

"The six of us should just stay in this sea area and borrow the bodies of the monks to enrich our pockets. This is a way to make a lot of money without any investment. It is not as practical as going to that damn Shenglin Island."

These words touched the hearts of several people, and they all applauded and agreed.

The six of them were the overlords of this sea area, and they had robbed and killed countless monks passing by. The gains from these few years alone were enough for them to squander for decades.

If they really went to Shenglin Island, not to mention whether they could obtain the illusory Soul Fusion, with all the cultivators gathered together, their strength was totally not enough to be considered.

By then, you will be lost among the other cultivators and no one will know how you died.

With such danger in the situation, how could the brothers live happily in their own territory?

"That being said, it's really boring not seeing any monks coming and going for a few months. Since there are no monks coming and going on this road anymore, it's probably because our reputation has spread."

The eldest brother Mu Ling pondered for a while and said, "The Demonic Alliance is the only way for the Dragons, Barbarians, and Humans to go to Shenglin Island. In this case, these cultivators will not give up the opportunity of Shenglin Island. The most likely thing is to take a detour."

"And according to the time when the dark energy of Shenglin Island erupted, these people are most likely to have passed through the Bloody Silence Sea outside our Demon Alliance Continent."

Mu Ling analyzed that, except for the Bloody Silence Sea, there were various demon clan forces blocking other places, and it was unlikely that the cultivators of several clans would just force their way in.

However, the Bloody Silence Sea is a well-known spiritual place. Not only is it impossible to absorb spiritual energy, but over time, even if you do nothing, your own magic power will be consumed. Ordinary cultivators dare not set foot there easily.

"Brother, think twice. The Bloody Silence Sea is a place devoid of spirits. It will be troublesome if you are trapped in danger."

Several brothers immediately dissuaded him.

Lan Haitao said with a smile: "Don't panic, brothers. Big brother means to go for a walk near the Blood Silence Sea, not to really live there. We are all in the late stage of the Refining Void Realm, so this difficulty is not worth mentioning."

"Besides, the six of us can take turns patrolling. Now that we are getting closer to the explosion of the dark energy of Shenglin Island, I believe that the monks of those tribes will surely rush to Shenglin Island even more frantically."

“I believe that the further we go, the greater the rewards will be!”

The men had sufficient funds and the resources they had seized were enormous, so they were not afraid of consumption at all.

So, under the leadership of Mu Ling, a group of six people headed towards the Bloody Sea.

As they set out, Mu Ling urged, "Move quickly. If other forces notice this, we won't have the advantage."

There are more forces in the waters surrounding the Demon Alliance Continent than just theirs that specialize in robbery and killing, so they must go and seize the territory as soon as possible.

On the bloody sea, Chen An and his companions were traveling through it at a very fast speed.

This sea area is a place without any spiritual energy. Although they brought a lot of resources with them, the road ahead is unknown. Based on the principle of saving as much mana as possible, they tried to consume as little mana as possible and concentrate on the journey, moving forward at full speed.

"The Bloody Sea is so close to the demon clan's forces. There won't be any demons coming here to rob us, will there?" Zhao Lingyun, who had just recovered his magic power, said worriedly.

Pei Zitian laughed and scolded: "If this really happens, I will leave you behind to cover the rear while we flee first."

Zhao Lingyun's face suddenly turned pale and red, looking extremely ugly: "Then those people should be fellow travelers going to Shenglin Island, right?"

At this time, Chen An, who had already noticed something was wrong, immediately reminded: "Quick, Zhao Lingyun, move forward at full speed, and the others defend, the demon tribe is attacking!"

Hearing this, several people stood up in surprise.

Zhao Lingyun concentrated on getting on with his journey, while the others formed a formation and took a defensive stance.

"Haha, running away now? It's too late."

Before he finished his words, a pair of huge green wings swept across the sky and blocked the Sky-Splitting Shuttle.

(End of this chapter)