"Little brother, if you dare to bow your head quickly, this young princess is not something we slaves can look directly at."
Suddenly, the big man named Manglu, the Emperor of Wu, transmitted a message.
"Once upon a time, a slave was beaten to death for looking at Princess Chi twice."
"Thanks for the reminder." Ye Xuan retracted his gaze and replied.
Just listen to the girl in the sky speaking, her voice is clear and beautiful.
"Today the ancestral coffin must be buried in the Demon Burial Abyss without being disgusted. Otherwise, you will not have to return to Chi Mo Ministry of Demons."
What she meant was that if these coffins could not be buried today, everyone would die.
Ye Xuan frowned slightly. This girl was not very old. Although she was very beautiful and had a nice voice, she clearly regarded other people's lives with indifference.
After saying these words, Princess Chi, escorted by a group of black-armored strong men, flew towards the Demon Burial Abyss.
"What are you waiting for? Why don't you hurry up and pull the coffin!" the man with the four magic patterns scolded.
Now the team moved forward again.
When dusk approached, Ye Xuan took the coffin and followed the team to the Demon Burial Abyss.
The Demon Burial Abyss is tens of thousands of feet wide, with no end in sight extending on both sides.
Standing on the edge of the abyss is like standing on the dividing line of the earth.
The sky is full of black clouds, very dense, like ink. The clouds are very low, only ten feet above the ground, which makes people feel quite depressed.
"It's such a weird place. It seems like the sky is going to collapse at any moment and crush all the creatures in the world."
Ye Xuan looked up and felt that his soul was suppressed by an invisible force.
At this moment, Princess Chi and some other senior leaders of the Chi Demon Tribe are already waiting here.
There are old and young, but the one with the highest cultivation level is the peak of the Nine Lives Heaven of the Great Saint, an old man with seven demon patterns.
With their level of cultivation, of course they couldn't see through Ye Xuan's flaws.
Next, a grand funeral ceremony began.
One by one, black iron coffins were pushed into the abyss.
"Hey, why do you feel something is wrong with that coffin just now?" A man from the Chi Demon Tribe who buried the coffin showed some confusion when he pushed a coffin with seven demon patterns into the abyss.
"What's wrong?" Princess Chi asked, frowning.
This Chimo tribe member hurriedly bowed and said respectfully, "Reporting to the young princess, I wonder if it was my misunderstanding. I felt that the ancestral coffin just now was particularly light."
"Is there such a thing?" Princess Chi's eyes flashed.
At this time, no one noticed that there was a "slave" missing from the team.
In front of Ye Xuan's eyes was boundless darkness, cold, and gloomy.
He flew into the Demon Burial Abyss without anyone noticing.
This Demon Burial Abyss is extremely deep, as if there is no bottom, and even Ye Xuan's powerful eyesight cannot see the bottom.
After diving for nearly half a stick of incense, I still had not reached the bottom, but in the darkness, there was no longer nothing, but huge coffins floating in the void.
These coffins come in different colors, including black, white, blood red, and cyan. Some are stone coffins, some are iron coffins, and some are crystal coffins.
Countless coffins are floating in the dark void, which is quite strange and gives people a creepy feeling.
Ye Xuan discovered that the further down, the larger the coffin seemed to be, and the stronger the feeling of heaviness it exuded.
Ye Xuan was a little excited. He came to a coffin. There were rings of vicissitudes of life on it. It was very old, but there was no trace of decay.
On the coffin, there were some stains of blood. There were also some twisted runes, and the runes were sealed one after another.
Ye Xuan's pupil soul was opened, and under perspective, he was shocked to find that inside was the body of an old woman with eight lines.
"It seems that I came to the right place this time. This Demon Burial Abyss is my treasure."
Ye Xuan's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he was a little excited.
The next moment, he spread his arms.
"Come out with the Samsara Martial Spirit, and swallow it for me with the Ancient Swallowing Technique!"
With a bang, golden light spread out behind Ye Xuan, and the Samsara Martial Spirit appeared.
Above his head, a black vortex with a diameter of ten miles suddenly formed.
The black vortex rotates slowly, creating a mysterious suction force.
The next moment, wisps of purple blood flew out of all the coffins within ten miles and were all swallowed up by Ye Xuan.
Ye Xuan closed his eyes slightly with a satisfied look on his face. Although the demon blood in these coffins was extremely thin, it was more abundant.
His lost blood essence and blood were constantly being replenished, his injuries on his body recovered quickly, and even his mental strength quickly recovered.
What makes Ye Xuan most happy is that because he absorbed the blood essence of the demons, the demonic energy in his body surged at a terrifying speed.
‘Bang!’ a soft sound.
A hundred breaths later, when he had finished devouring all the blood and essence in these ten miles, at this moment his Heavenly Demon Art had unexpectedly improved to a level.
"Yes, the devouring of tens of thousands of coffins just now has restored half of my blood essence and blood, and the meridians in my body have been completely restored." Ye Xuan nodded and continued to fly downward.
At ten miles away, he started to use the Ancient Devouring Technique again.
boom!
Due to his rapid recovery from his injuries, Ye Xuan used Devouring Martial Arts this time, and his Devouring vortex reached a hundred miles!
"Haha, swallow it for me!" Ye Xuan laughed.
He has no scruples in this demon world, and he will not be polite to these guys who surrender to the demons and give up their human souls.
The devouring power this time was so strong that many coffins collapsed directly under the devouring force.
Millions of demon blood converged towards Ye Xuan, like a surging river of blood flowing upward against the sky.
"Ah! Who are you!? What are you doing!?"
Suddenly, a girl's exclamation sounded behind Ye Xuan.
Ye Xuan looked back and saw behind him, a girl with nine magic lines on her neck, looking at him in horror with two pairs of big eyes.
Her pretty face was pale, full of shock and disbelief.
Princess Chi had heard the report from her tribe before, and she came down to check it out as she was thoughtful.
But what she didn't expect was that she saw a scene she would never forget.
Under the huge dark whirlpool, a young man radiating golden light stepped on the void like a demon, with a torrent of blood flowing towards him.
Ye Xuan had already sensed Princess Chi's arrival. If he hadn't meant it, Princess Chi would have been killed and swallowed up by his swallowing vortex.
Under Ye Xuan's gaze, Princess Chi was shocked again.
What kind of eyes are these? They are as deep as the vast starry sky, as if everything about her is seen through at this glance.
Princess Chi suddenly felt a sense of inferiority in her heart. Under the other person's gaze, she lowered her head subconsciously. This was something she had never experienced before.
"Oh, I actually discovered the secret of this young devil, what should I do with you?" Haohao's voice came.
Princess Chi was shocked and said in shock, "Young Master Demon? Could it be that you are a demon..."