The weather in the desert is constantly changing. In the morning, the sky is clear and blue. Then at noon, a strong wind suddenly covers the sky with sand and dust. Looking at the yellow sand in the sky, Dugu Baitian can't help but sigh: The ups and downs of life are ever-changing!
The storm blew violently all afternoon before it stopped. He got up from the ground and continued on his way.
As he got closer and closer to the center of the desert, his mood became more and more uneasy. He didn't understand what terrible things were hidden in that demonic realm. It actually affected his mood even though he was thousands of miles away. After walking in the desert for three days, he had a deep understanding of the desert.
The ever-changing weather in China has become routine.
The masters who were chasing Dugu Baitian had already tracked him to the edge of the desert the day after he entered the desert. They believed that Dugu Baitian already knew the secret of the Demon Realm. They even believed that there was an Emperor Realm master——Little Demon Fairy in Troubled Times.
They were helping this devil. No one followed immediately. They waited for all the experts from the Qingfeng Empire to arrive before entering the mysterious desert in front of them together.
On the third day, everyone from all walks of life finally arrived. Several king-level masters began to arrange and select a hundred masters to form an elite division, ready to go deep into the desert to slay demons. The rest of the people stayed at the edge of the desert, just in case the immortal demon was lucky enough to break out of the desert.
went out to carry out a second round of siege against him.
The mighty hundred-man demon-slaying army finally entered the desert. A dozen camels carried everyone's supplies. Among the hundred people, there were ten king-level masters of the older generation, twenty old, and young king-level masters.
He has also reached the level of a super master. Such a strong lineup makes everyone confident that Dugu Baitian is doomed.
Dugu Baitian unknowingly deviated from the direction in the desert. By the time he realized it, a day and a night had passed.
"Damn this damn fluctuating thing, I've gone in the wrong direction." He cursed and took off the water bag from his waist and took a sip of water.
"I really don't know if this decision is right or wrong. Maybe I really shouldn't come." There was an uneasiness in his heart, and he always felt that something was wrong. "What's wrong with me? Why am I hesitating? I'm here, mother."
It will be safe."
Five days later, Dugu Baitian finally approached the edge of the Demon Realm. During these five days, every time he took a step forward, he would feel a slight tremor in his heart. Later, the feeling became stronger. In the end, the tremor turned into a shock, an invisible huge pressure, and heaviness.
The pressure on his heart gave him a suffocating feeling.
At this time, he was less than a hundred miles away from the legendary Demonic Realm, and the strong aura of death came to his mind. Looking from a distance, the darkness ahead seemed to be blowing from there.
"It's already so spooky and terrifying at such a long distance. Wouldn't it look so spooky if we got closer? This damn demonic realm wouldn't really be the entrance to hell, right?"
As he got closer, Dugu Baitian finally saw the legendary Demon Realm. The area was completely dark without a trace of light, as if it was an isolated space with no connection with the world. The entire area was filled with deathly and thick demonic aura, black as smoke, and drifted out from time to time.
Horrible to look at.
He shivered from the ice cream. Even though he was usually bold and arrogant, he couldn't help but feel numb when facing this terrifying place that was like hell on earth.
The terrifying darkness seems to be a huge black hole embedded in the center of the desert, exuding endless magic power, and the demonic energy floating in the air is like an evil spirit with teeth and claws.
As he got closer, Dugu Baitian seemed to hear the cries of thousands of ghosts, their lung-splitting words and blood-sobbing words making people feel heartbroken.
A tragic and terrifying scene came into his eyes. The edge of the Demon Realm was full of white bones of humans and animals, as if it were a Shura field. These bones had been accumulated for an unknown number of years. The weathered bone powder replaced the original golden sand on those complete bones.
Below is the terrifying white snow. Looking at the edge of darkness, there is a vast expanse of white.
He had come to the demonic realm and stepped on the white bones, making a crunching sound of death. Except for the terrifying sound of broken bones, there was no sound around him. He fell into a dead silence. The strong breath of death always invaded his mind.
He felt a deep uneasiness in his heart. He had never felt that death was so close to him as it was today.
"Your uncle is really f**king scary." He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead to stabilize his mood. "This is the legendary terrifying demon realm! I finally see you!
He looked at the thousands of withered bones at his feet and felt guilty. "How many lives are there! How many lonely souls are wandering here!" Looking at this demonic realm where even the masters of the Emperor Realm were horrified, he suddenly felt a wave of excitement.
A feeling of powerlessness.
At this moment, in the deadly silent Demon Realm, suddenly strong winds roared, and the entire Demon Realm was filled with thunder, lightning, and sand and dust. The surging dark demonic energy seemed to be furious and began to wreak havoc around the surroundings. The demonic energy covered half of the sky.
Dugu Baitian was shocked and turned pale. He stepped on Shenxu and stepped back quickly. The surging demonic energy passed him by. He was so startled that he broke into a cold sweat.
Although they escaped from the ravaging range of the demonic energy, there were still strong winds and yellow sand in the desert that made it difficult to open their eyes. The "whirring" wind roar was like the howling of ghosts and wolves, piercing the ears, numbing the bones, and making people tremble with fear.
A white withered bone was swept up by the strong wind and hit his waist. "Bang!" It was hit by his protective energy and exploded. The flying bone powder dispersed with the wind in the blink of an eye. Just as he was stunned, there were countless more
The withered bones were blown up by the wind and ran rampant in this space.
Dugu Baitian stepped back again and left the Demon Realm far away. Another strange thing happened to him. Not too far away from the Demon Realm, the wind was calm without any fluctuation. Looking from a distance, the storm was the most violent in the dark Demon Realm.
The demonic energy is surging and raging crazily above the Demon Realm. The bone-white area on its edge is obviously much calmer than it, despite the dust covering the sky and the white bones floating around.
"Hiss" he gasped, "your mother is so weird!"
Dugu Baitian didn't dare to venture forward until the sea calmed down before stepping forward again. He originally thought that the strong wind in the Demonic Realm would be triggered again, causing the wind and sand to blow up. But this time it was not as he imagined. The Demonic Realm fell into absolute silence without any sound. It was as if
That big move before was just an illusion and never happened.
After three days of observation, Dugu Baitian finally grasped some of the laws of this dark world. Only at meridian time every day, there would be undercurrents and fluctuations of demonic energy in the Demon Realm, which would eventually cause its edges to be filled with strong winds and dust covering the sky.
The masters who pursued Dugu Baitian experienced countless storms in the desert and walked countless wrongful paths, and finally arrived at a place less than 200 miles away from the Demon Realm. With deep uneasiness, everyone stopped here to prepare for rest.
Then enter the demonic realm in the best condition.