He murmured softly and took a step forward. The moment he stepped into the hexagram formation, there was a loud bang in his ears. When he turned his eyes back, the world had changed again. The sky was dark, the earth was a strange blood red, and it was withered and dead, without any sign of life.
"Forbidden area?"
Feng Qingyang focused his eyes and looked at the surrounding world. His consciousness spread out suddenly, and every blade of grass, every tree, and the vast earth all appeared clearly in his mind in an instant.
"It really lives up to its reputation. The evil energy here has reached the brink of collapse." Feng Qingyang said silently. Zombies are yin in nature. Although he is practicing the way of immortals, his own attributes can still allow him to detect changes in this place at the first time.
In the dim world, there is not a trace of human presence, but one can feel the solemnity of this place, which comes naturally and seems to be engraved in the rules and cannot be dispelled.
Any ancient god who enters the Demon Emperor State will be affected in subtle ways. Over time, the weak ancient gods will lose their minds, become demons who kill people without blinking an eye, and eventually explode and die in endless fighting.
As for the more powerful gods, or the god-kings guarding this place, or even the super overlord of this place, the Lord of the Demon State, only they can gather the dragons with their domineering cultivation and condense the Dansha in the murderous aura.
This pill enjoys a very high reputation in the entire Jiuli Divine Dynasty. To be honest, its existence is not something that can help improve one's cultivation. On the contrary, any ancient god who swallows it will suffer unimaginable backlash.
Dansha, as the name suggests, is a demonized pill. After taking it, it can instantly burst out with three times the strength of the whole body. Although it is powerful, its essence is drinking poison to quench thirst, overdrawing life instincts, and finally falling into the realm of cultivation, and may even damage the foundation of Taoism.
However, even so, Dansha still seems extremely precious and is almost sold at a sky-high price. It is a peerless magic medicine for home travel, killing people and stealing treasures. Compared with life and resources, the side effects brought by Dansha seem not so important.
"This void is obviously filled with demonic energy. Years of integration have given rise to such a strange power of rules. For others, this is their forbidden area, but for me..." Thinking of this, Feng Qingyang's eyes flashed with a gleam of brilliance, and he said, "For me, this is heaven!"
The main city of Dimozhou is not as difficult to find as the main city of Youzhou. You just need to keep moving forward and once you reach the center of the earth, you will naturally enter its sphere of influence.
With a turn of his eyes, Feng Qingyang suddenly had countless thoughts in his mind. After his mind locked onto the void in front of him, his body flashed and disappeared into the void in an instant, turning into a gorgeous rainbow light and disappearing in an instant.
Seven days later, a figure descended from the sky to the ground. The moment he landed, the ground rumbled as if it had received a heavy blow. The violent force pressed the ground down three feet. If one looked down from the sky, one would find that the ground was in a strange, broken shape.
It looks like a palm, but if you look closely, you will find that it is the result of purely natural laws. The broken earth cannot feel the slightest breath of laws, and even the rules do not exist.
"There is the breath of the devil." The person who landed was none other than Feng Qingyang, who had entered the Demon Emperor State and galloped through seven days of fire. The reason why he landed here was because the moment he passed by, he sensed the breath of the devil lingering in the void.
The devil is not a cultivator from the demon world, but a kind of mindless ancient god that appears when the demonic energy obscures the mind. In fact, they themselves are no longer ancient gods, but only a kind of killable life.
Demon heads are excellent materials for refining Dansha. Ancient god-level beings can refine low-level Dansha. When ancient gods take it, they will burst out with strength equivalent to that of gods. And god-level demon heads can refine medium-level Dansha. After taking it, gods can improve their own cultivation to an existence infinitely close to that of a god king.
The more precious high-grade Dansha has somewhat difficult refining conditions. In addition to hunting the rare and powerful God-King-level demons, other precious materials must also be collected. Only in this way can it be successfully refined.
The aura that appeared at this time was a rare manifestation of a God-King-level demon. This was why when Feng Qingyang passed by, he would stay here without hesitation.
"Fate, fate." Feng Qingyang's eyes flashed with a gleam of brilliance as he stared at the ground in front of him. His spiritual sense was as overwhelming as the sea, pouring out, sweeping across heaven and earth, and following the breath directly to the core of the place where the demonic energy was emitted.
"Ten thousand feet away, there is a devil's pit."
His eyes focused, and then his body flashed again, rushing forward like a meteor chasing the moon. His speed was as fast as a ghost, and he was even about to touch the rules of time, leaving a series of afterimages of his body moving in the void.
Half a quarter of an hour later, he stopped at the edge of the Demon Pit. The Demon Pit was almost close to the sphere of influence of the main city of the Demonic Empire State, so the demonic energy here seemed extremely dense.
The devil's pit covers an area of three thousand miles, and is long and bottomless, like a gaping bloody mouth, emitting a terrifying and terrifying demonic aura.
Once a weak cultivator is infected, he will turn into a demon in just a moment. However, a powerful cultivator can slowly absorb the demonic energy emanating from the demon pit at the edge, collect it, and use it as auxiliary material for refining Dansha.
Feng Qingyang's arrival was silent and did not attract anyone's attention, just like a wave in the ocean. Countless ancient gods were sitting cross-legged on the edge of the magic pit. The aura they exuded was above that of celestial gods, and some were even peak celestial gods.
With a thought, his spiritual sense swept around for a moment, and he understood the power structure of this place. There are three levels of magic pit. The first level is occupied by the gods, the second level is occupied by the king of gods, and the third level, according to rumors, has never been explored by the king of gods until now, in the era when the gods are unmoved.
Because countless years ago, there were God Kings who entered it just to seek materials that could be refined to surpass the top-grade Dansha, but without exception, all the God Kings who entered were never able to come out again.
They were not aware of their own life or death. The spirit tablets left in the Palace of the God King were not broken, which meant they were still alive. However, they were unable to take even a single step out of the third level of the Demonic Pit.
Feng Qingyang walked thousands of meters up and headed towards the nearest god. He was a middle-aged man wearing a rather tattered blood-red armor. It looked broken, but it exuded a strong murderous aura.
At a glance, Feng Qingyang knew what it was, "Daoyou, how many kilometers is it from here to the main city of Emperor Demon State?"
As soon as these words came out, they fell on deaf ears. No one paid any attention to his words, and even if someone heard them, they pretended not to hear them. Feng Qingyang touched his nose helplessly and took another step forward.