CHAPTER 350: CHAPTER 212: AN EPIC BATTLE! INSIGHT INTO EVERYTHING! (10,000 WORDS)_1

After a long while, Wang Xiu emerged from the cave, his expression grim.

The man in black had also been a marginal figure among the demonic cultivators, with limited access to core information. Those demonic cultivators were very cautious, with the most critical information held by only one or two individuals. This was only to be expected. After all, this was no small matter. Having hidden for so many years without being exposed, such caution was inevitable.

From the man, he now knew that the demonic cultivators entering the Void Ancient Path were divided into five teams, totaling nearly a thousand people. There were more than thirty Emergence Stage powerhouses among them. The rest were all experts at or above the Nascent Soul Realm. Although they were not prodigies, they were advanced in age and often battled Fierce Beasts, so their strength could not be underestimated.

At this moment, two of the teams had already joined forces up ahead. Led by thirteen Emergence Stage Great Abilities, they were lying in ambush at the entrance to the Abyss Battlefield. They had set up a large formation and were waiting for him to walk into their trap.

Thirteen Emergence Stage cultivators, and they’ve even set up a formation for an ambush. These demonic cultivators are excessively cautious! Wang Xiu thought. Honestly, he felt an urge to turn around with all the other prodigies, leave the Void Ancient Path, and stay far away from that trap.

But after careful consideration, he dismissed the idea. Has the Demon Race been planning for so many years just to kill a group of young prodigies? What good would that do them? There must be a larger scheme behind this, one that’s likely related to the Ancient Holy Realm and even the entire Cangyuan Realm.

Leaving now would easily alert them, which was definitely not the wisest course of action.

Furthermore, with the Demon Race having secretly corrupted so many people, was it possible the higher-ups of the Holy Realm hadn’t noticed at all? Wang Xiu found it unlikely. It was more plausible that there were others behind them, a protective umbrella shielding their deeds from view.

Could a Saint truly have been corrupted? Wang Xiu worried. If that were the case, leading everyone away now would be even more dangerous.

He had to break this deadlock.

He took a deep breath, his gaze becoming sharp as he stared into the depths of the ancient path. It was pitch-black, shrouded in Chaotic Qi, seemingly unchanged through the eons, like the maw of an abyssal beast. If I wait for all the demonic cultivators to converge, we’ll be in serious trouble. I must strike first!

Having made up his mind, Wang Xiu activated the Ten Thousand Demonic Transformations Art and transformed into the very man in black he had just killed. His body was suffused with dense Demonic Qi and his gaze was sinister, showing no discernible flaws. He turned into a streak of dark light and vanished on the spot.

Ahead, there was only Chaos. The sky was dark red, and shadowy figures occasionally streaked across it, a terrifying sight like a scene from hell. This was the color of the Fourth Layer of the Void. Wang Xiu recalled seeing it when he boarded the Other Shore Ark to enter the Holy Realm.

This space is too close to the Fourth Layer of the Void, as if separated by only a thin membrane... Wang Xiu thought, feeling unsettled.

Not far to his right, the void twisted slightly. The distortion was subtle, resembling flowing sand, and it vaguely formed a pitch-black vortex.

ROAR—

A colossal Desolate Spirit walked past, larger than a mountain and radiating a terrifying presence. Each step it took could shatter a peak. Suddenly, its body disintegrated, spiraling into the vortex and turning to dust without even a chance to scream.

A chill ran down Wang Xiu’s spine. That was a Void Vortex—extremely dangerous, drawing in and tearing apart anything that got too close. He considered that even with his current physical strength, his odds of survival would be slim if he were sucked in. Even if he did survive, the other side of the vortex likely led to the Fourth Layer of the Void. In that place, even Saints would bleed, and for ordinary beings, it was a path to certain death.

Void Vortices like that were common here. Wang Xiu reminded himself that the Abyss Battlefield was extremely perilous and that he could not afford a single moment of carelessness.

With the world barrier being so thin, does this benefit the Demon Race somehow? The thought suddenly surfaced, and Wang Xiu felt he might have latched onto something crucial.

He quickened his pace. Half an hour later, he arrived at a treacherous pass where the Chaotic Qi was dense and the sky dreary. The atmosphere was deathly still, like the calm before a storm.

Wang Xiu continued forward when a piercing whistle suddenly tore through the air. A brilliant light shot out from the mist, ripped through the void, and appeared before him in an instant.

Wang Xiu hurriedly dodged. The light slammed into the ground, shaking the earth. Cracks webbed out across the surface as countless rock fragments shot into the sky.

"Holy Envoy, don’t attack! It’s me... it’s me, Lin San!" Wang Xiu, still in the guise of the man in black, called out, saluting respectfully into the mist with a fawning smile on his face.

WHOOSH.

The mist parted, and a hooded figure slowly stepped out of the void. Looking down at him, the figure asked, "Didn’t I tell you to keep an eye on Wang Xiu and his group’s movements? Why have you come here?"

"Reporting to the Holy Envoy! I have made a critical discovery and came specifically to inform you!" Wang Xiu replied.

The Holy Envoy’s brow furrowed slightly. He held a Scythe with Demonic Qi swirling around it and fell silent for a moment before saying, "Come in!"

With a wave of his hand, the mist parted to reveal an opening in an invisible formation. Wang Xiu quickly followed him through.

"Speak. What is your critical discovery?" Inside the formation, the Holy Envoy turned to face him, his voice indifferent.

"Reporting to the Holy Envoy, I discovered that Wang Xiu has left his group and is traveling alone. His current whereabouts are unknown," Wang Xiu said with his head bowed, secretly observing the Holy Envoy with his Divine Sense.

After advancing to the Nascent Soul Realm, his Divine Sense had surged once again, reaching an unimaginably powerful state. Even if this Holy Envoy had reached the Emergence Stage, it would be extremely difficult for him to detect the probe.

Unfortunately, the observation yielded little. Aside from having much denser Demonic Qi and being far stronger than the demonic cultivators he had met earlier, there was nothing else noteworthy about the man.