The food at the Crimson Demon Palace was quite average—that was Bai Mang's evaluation.
In the circle of demon gods, it became a bit of a joke.
Afterward, many demon gods would often use this to tease Chi Ming.
Chi Ming didn't care.
As long as things were clear and Bai Mang understood the weight of the situation, that was enough.
He wanted to tell Bai Mang that everyone knew about his little affair with the High Priest, but they simply chose not to mention it.
It was a reminder for Bai Mang.
At the same time, it was a subtle way of telling Bai Mang that his daughter, Chi Ji, was taking a significant risk for him, and he shouldn't mistreat her.
In fact, the effect was very apparent.
After returning, Bai Mang gave Chi Ji a full set of Heavenly Demon Armor.
Opportunities had to be fought for.
Upon learning that his secret had been exposed, Xu Xian began to calculate silently in his heart.
Fortunately, the demon gods wouldn't expose the truth for the time being.
This wouldn't have a significant impact or hindrance on his next plan.
However, it served as a warning to himself.
When dealing with these old monsters, he had to be more careful in the future.
Actually, Xu Xian felt that he had done things very discreetly, so how was he found out?
For a moment, he suspected that Huang Xiao had betrayed him.
He even tested Huang Xiao.
The answer was obvious.
In terms of intelligence, this kid wasn't even as smart as Chi Ji; he didn't have that kind of cunning.
After the meeting in the Demon God Hall, the competition for the Emperor's Tomb in the Demon Abyss was finalized, just like at the Wendao Sword Sect. The direct descendants of the seven great families and the ten great Demon God Palaces began to head toward the Blazing Fortress one after another.
Under the arrangement of Xu Xian and the High Priest, Chi Ji rode the Golden Dragon King to the Blazing Fortress as the time approached.
Under the name of the demon son, Bai Mang, she led the younger generation of the demon race from the Demon Abyss to participate in this world-renowned competition for the Emperor's Tomb.
As the news of the demon son leading the team to the Emperor's Tomb spread throughout the Demon Abyss, the demon people were momentarily ecstatic.
Previously, they knew of the demon son's existence, but they didn't know he was under a hundred years old.
Now that they knew, they were naturally excited and invigorated.
Especially those demon cultivators who were also entering the Emperor's Tomb to compete; they were nearly fanatical.
With the demon son leading the team, the confidence of the demon people increased several times over.
There was much to be achieved!
As for the man himself, Xu Xian disappeared again after making an agreement with Chi Ji.
He told Chi Ji to go openly and enter the Emperor's Tomb with great fanfare.
He would protect her in the shadows.
Chi Ji naturally had her doubts about this.
For example, she didn't understand why Bai Mang wanted to stay hidden.
Xu Xian's reason was simple.
The tree that stands out from the forest will be destroyed by the wind. He was too outstanding; if he showed his face personally, he would likely be targeted.
Chi Ji thought it made sense, but then... weren't you afraid the wind would destroy me?
Xu Xian's explanation was even more direct.
With me here, no one can destroy you.
Chi Ji believed him and agreed.
Huang Xiao was quite disappointed, blaming himself for being born too early to enter the Emperor's Tomb and fight alongside Bai Mang.
Xu Xian simply comforted him, saying there would be plenty of opportunities in the future.
After leaving the Demon Abyss, there were still some days left before the hundred-day deadline for the opening of the Emperor's Tomb. Xu Xian didn't rest for a moment and visited many places.
The far north.
The shores of the North Sea.
The heart of the East Desolation.
The edge of the Demon Suppression Abyss.
Broken Sword Mountain,
The Jiangnan region of the Central Plains, and he even walked all the way to the shores of the East Sea, before the mist.
He visited each of the eight tomb gates except for the one deep in the North Sea. What he saw was no different from what he had seen outside the Blazing Fortress.
It was the same sea of people, the same camps stretching for thousands of miles, and the same noisy clamor.
Humans, demons, devils, and the spirit race—the younger generation gathered, and the hidden powerhouses were as numerous as ox hairs. He could often use his Pupil of Insight to detect the figures of eighth-stage and ninth-stage powerhouses.
After completing the circuit, Xu Xian also got the answer he wanted.
The seven stone gates were identical, with only the words at the top being different.
They were: Open, Rest, Life, Hidden, Jing, Injury, Fear...
They corresponded exactly to what Xu Xian knew of the Eight Gates in Qimen Dunjia: the Hidden Gate, Jing Gate, Injury Gate, Fear Gate, Rest Gate, and Life Gate.
"If I'm not mistaken, the one deep in the North Sea should have the word [Death] on it."
"Tsk tsk, how unlucky."
"The gate at Broken Sword Mountain is better; it's the Life Gate. It's auspicious. I just don't know if life will be non-life and death will be non-death?"
"Hmm... maybe I'm overthinking it."
Xu Xian pondered silently, while the little book spirit was very curious about how its master knew these things. Could it be that he was very familiar with this Twilight Emperor?
Xu Xian was also very curious why these tomb gates corresponded to the knowledge from the place he came from.
Could it be that the Twilight Emperor was also a transmigrator?
It wasn't impossible.
He asked the little book spirit if it could see any clues.
The little book spirit shook its head.
It said that under the heavens, there were many living beings and powerhouses as numerous as ox hairs, and everyone had their own methods.
How could it know everything?
However, it agreed with Xu Xian that these eight tomb gates were actually eight teleportation formations, and the other end they connected to was the same place.
Just like the gate to the Sword Mound.
Perhaps it connected to a small world formed from the body of the Twilight Emperor, or a divine weapon.
It also had rules.
The gate to the Sword Mound only allowed those in foundation establishment to enter, while these eight gates were restricted by age.
Under the bone age of a hundred years.
And that text suspended in the night must have used a divine ability similar to the void projection of the Bixu Mirror.
This discovery meant that the place they were going to was a world completely dominated by the Twilight Emperor.
In that world, the laws of heaven and earth were very likely different from those in Fanzhou.
This also meant that Xu Xian himself would be affected.
Perhaps even the Sword Tower he had always relied on would be unusable.
That kind of dominating power was irresistible.
In the Sword Mound, people couldn't fly and spirit artifacts couldn't be used; that was a typical example.
There were risks.
As a former overlord of the Upper Realm, the Twilight Emperor's meticulousness and brilliant methods were far beyond what Xu Xian could compare to.
He couldn't even fool those demon gods in the Demon Abyss.
Fooling a former Immortal Emperor was somewhat like a fool's dream.
Entering the game personally.
If a clue was detected and this Immortal Emperor learned he had the Sword Tower or saw through his thoughts, he would likely be wiped out directly.
Xu Xian didn't think he could kill the other party now.
His only hope was that the Twilight Emperor's situation was worse than that of the Old Tortoise.
Only then would there be an opportunity to exploit.
Yes.
Xu Xian hesitated.
To go or not to go began to play out alternately in his mind, like an internal struggle.
This was a gamble.
And in gambling, there would definitely be winners and losers.
It was the unknown that made Xu Xian lose his confidence.
Should he take a risk or develop steadily?
As the time drew nearer, the young man became increasingly conflicted, but it seemed he didn't have many choices.
Things in the Demon Abyss were arranged, and the arrow of the Wendao Sword Sect was already on the string.
He had no choice.
"For now, I can only take it one step at a time and adapt to the situation."
The little book spirit cheered him on, "Don't worry, Master. I, the book sword immortal, will protect you."
Xu Xian gave a bitter smile.
Hopefully, it could protect him.
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