Abyss Walker

Chapter 23 Youyin. ． ．

Yun Muhan's inner thoughts: He's planning to use me as a pawn! I can't offend him, at least not now. I wasn't this arrogant even when I became the Dragon God Emperor.

The Demon Emperor nodded slightly, indicating his satisfaction. "If you find the princess, I will bestow upon you unparalleled glory. But if you fail..."

The Demon Emperor paused, then said, "You know the consequences."

Yun Muhan's expression was firm. "Your Majesty, rest assured, even if it costs me my life, I will definitely find the princess."

"Very good." The Demon Emperor waved his hand. "Guards, bestow upon him a precious sword to lend Minister Yun a helping hand."

Yun Muhan accepted the sword, thanked the Demon Emperor, and left the palace with Xi Ling.

The two knew that this mission would be arduous, but in order not to fail the Demon King's trust, they decided to start their investigation from the location where the princess had disappeared.

It is understood that the princess last appeared in a mysterious forest, where demons often roamed and dangers were rampant.

Yun Muhan and Xi Ling were not afraid and resolutely stepped into the forest.

Along the way, they encountered attacks from all sorts of demons and monsters, but with their superb martial arts skills and extraordinary wisdom, they resolved each crisis one by one.

Deep in the forest, they discovered some strange traces, which seemed to be clues left by the princess.

Following these clues, they gradually approached the truth...

However, just as they were following the clues, a sudden gale arose, with sand and stones flying everywhere.

A black whirlwind swept in, trapping them inside.

Yun Muhan and Xi Ling were trapped in the whirlwind and could not escape.

Just as they were struggling, a sinister laugh came from the whirlwind.

"Hahaha, you two brats, how dare you trespass on my territory."

"The leader of the Flying Thieves is here, so the princess has naturally been taken away by us!"

Before the words were finished, a group of figures dressed in black appeared from the whirlwind.

Their faces were ferocious, radiating an aura of evil. Each of them possessed strength exceeding the Golden Core stage.

Yun Muhan's eyes turned cold, and the sword in his hand gleamed with a chilling light. "A bunch of Golden Core cultivators, you'd better hand over the princess quickly!"

"Hmph, if you want the princess, you'll have to get past us first!" The members of the Flying Demon Thieves shouted in unison as they pounced on Yun Muhan and Xi Ling.

"Do you really want to die?"

The battle began the instant Yun Muhan unleashed "Dragon Returns to Ten Thousand Miles," a move as powerful as a dragon soaring through the heavens, its immense power enveloping the entire battlefield.

Under this attack, the members of the Flying Thieves were like fallen leaves swept up by a whirlwind, powerless to resist, and countless died or were injured.

Yun Muhan's figure moved across the battlefield like lightning, each swing of his sword carrying the force of thunder.

However, just as Yun Muhan was preparing to press his advantage, the sword in his hand shattered at this critical moment, its blade turning into countless fragments that flew through the air.

A surge of anger welled up in Yun Muhan's heart. He had thought he was holding a precious sword, but he never expected it to be so vulnerable at this critical moment.

"This is a treasured sword? That demon emperor is shameless! How dare he trick me like this? When I get back, I'll skin him alive."

Yun Muhan roared inwardly, but outwardly remained calm. He knew that now was not the time to vent his anger, but to concentrate on dealing with the enemy before him.

The timing of the sword breaking was too coincidental; the core members of the Flying Demon Thieves and their leader, a powerful figure with strength above the Nascent Soul stage, were not killed in one blow.

Although they were injured, they still maintained their fighting ability. Yun Muhan's move, while powerful, did not completely eliminate the enemy.

And at that moment, Yun Muhan's cultivation level, which he had been deliberately hiding, was also exposed.

His aura instantly became powerful and profound, like an undercurrent in the deep sea, making him unfathomable.

The core members of the Flying Thieves and their leader sensed the change in Yun Muhan, and their eyes revealed shock and vigilance.

A cold glint flashed in Yun Muhan's eyes. He knew his secret had been exposed, but there was no turning back now; he had to fight to the bitter end. An even stronger power began to gather around his body, preparing for the battle to come.

His figure on the battlefield was like an insurmountable barrier, protecting his comrades behind him while also proclaiming his indomitable spirit and strength to the enemy.

"He's distracted; he's hiding his true strength. Run!"

The first person to react shouted loudly, then abandoned his companions and quickly transformed into a gust of wind to escape.

"Quickly, retreat!" an elder shouted.

"Where are you going? Who's the leader, you or me? Attack!" The real leader, hidden in black, finally couldn't help but speak.

"We're all dead, what need is there for a leader? Forget about him, let's run!"

One of the core members, who had once held a high position of power, shouted, and kicked the Flying Leader before leaving.

Ignoring the black-clad leader's rage, the members of the Flying Demonic Clan retreated frantically.

Yun Muhan stood still and did not stop them. This was their choice. If they hadn't tried to kill Yun Muhan, he certainly wouldn't have wanted to take their lives.

In that instant, a series of voices echoed repeatedly in Yun Muhan's mind: Balance... Balance... Block... Annihilate...

While Yun Muhan was in a daze, the leader of the Flying Demon Thieves uncontrollably emitted black smoke from his body and directly raised his sword to stab Yun Muhan in the heart. At the critical moment, Xi Ling quickly pushed away Yun Muhan, who was in a daze.

However, Xi Ling was pierced through and was about to fall to the ground when a figure quickly flashed out and took her away.

Yun Muhan's body remained motionless, watching everything unfold but unable to move, trapped in his mind: "Who are you? Let me out!"

The voice in his mind spoke with disdain: "Outsider, welcome!"

Yun Muhan was furious: "If anything happens to Xi Ling, I will definitely kill you."

"You don't have that ability. It's a pity you escaped this time. I really look forward to seeing you again next time."

The voice in his mind disappeared, and the soul of the leader of the Flying Thieves also vanished.

Only corpses remained at the scene. Yun Muhan stood there, his eyes bloodshot, his body constantly tearing apart, and his demonic energy spiraling out of control.

A blood-red head suddenly appeared above Yun Muhan's head, and a suffocating aura swept over him.

The head seemed to be formed from the deepest night, its surface shimmering with a dark red luster, like fresh blood pulsating beneath the skin.

The head's eyes were hollow and deep, as if they could devour all light, leaving only endless darkness and fear.

The head's outline looked particularly eerie in the dim cave. Its appearance came without any warning, as if it had been torn directly out of the void.

A crimson glow flowed across the head, seemingly telling of an ancient curse and endless resentment. The head's lips seemed to carry a mocking smile, a contempt for the living and a longing for death.