Seeking Fortune and Avoiding Evil in the Cultivation World Chapter 908 - 456: Immortal Realm Treasure, Concealed Aura

Three days had passed.

Cyan Stone Demon Cave.

It stands as a colossal Demon City.

An endless Demon Cloud wraps the whole place in a tight embrace, far from any simple fog—it's the solidified grudge of countless vengeful souls. The color hits as a chilling deep purple blended with pitch-black shadows, where flashes of crimson lightning sometimes tear through the inner layers, mimicking the bloodied gaze of some infernal beast. This Demon Cloud churns without end, harboring a voracious urge to consume every ray of light amid its swirling patterns.

The city walls rise from bones of myriad massive creatures fused with dark obsidian, soaring thousands of feet upward like savage teeth thrusting from the ground below.

Smoothness evades these walls; instead, they bristle with twisted, crowded runes of shadow that pulse with life, twisting and reshaping endlessly—elongating into sinister spells one moment, coiling into tormented spectral faces the next.

During surges of the Demon Cloud's wild motion, a dim green light seeps from the runes, casting the barriers in an otherworldly sheen akin to the portals of the underworld, while a deep drone echoes through the air—the runes draw in malevolent energies from the skies and soil, fueling the city's dark mechanisms.

Within its bounds, the city serves as a haven for all manner of demons.

Demons flock in droves, wander freely, and bellow their cries across the expanse.

Streets lie coated in hardened blood mingled with rock, yielding a tacky squelch with every step.

Aerial fiends with leathery wings beat overhead, dripping poison from their maws; ground-dwellers with legion legs and scaled hides slither along; alleyways host elusive shades that thrive on terror.

Their shapes defy the norm: stitched abominations of fused skulls, warped hybrids blending man and monster, or formless masses of ever-morphing, sticky ebony fog.

Right now, various demons buzzed in conversation, focusing on the clash between their kind and the Great Xuan Dynasty.

This event holds massive weight for them all.

"How's the war against the Great Xuan Dynasty lately? It feels like it's ramping up more and more."

One demon inquired with interest.

"You're right, it's heating up—haven't you seen? Loads of Integration and Refining Void demons got sent to the Great Xuan Dynasty, and even Divinity Transformation ones are scarcer now."

"That explains why the Cyan Stone Demon Cave seems so empty of demons lately."

"With the fighting this fierce, we won't end up losing, right?"

"Hehe, lose? No way—those puny humans can't touch us."

"Exactly, the Human Race's legacy pales against ours; without the Heavenly Dao shielding them, we'd have crushed the humans ages ago."

"Just hold on—soon we'll get news of our demons triumphing, and this realm will fall under our rule before long."

"Too bad the bosses didn't pick us for the Great Xuan Dynasty. If we'd hit human lands, slaughtering some cultivators could've pushed us to Refining Void."

"Couldn't agree more. Word is, plenty of Divinity Transformation demons leveled up there—who can say how many human cultivators they gobbled? Makes us green with jealousy."

"Conflict truly offers the prime chance for demons like us to grow stronger."

"Still, tons of demons have perished too—maybe jumping into the war isn't so smart."

"No fears needed; it's merely a homecoming to the Demon God's arms."

The demons chattered with great zeal.

Excitement burned in them for the conflict, itching to charge forth and dive into the chaos.

Regrettably, the higher-ups overlooked them, forcing them to stay put in the Cyan Stone Demon Cave.

Unaware to these fiends, though, a unwelcome intruder had slipped unnoticed into the Cyan Stone Demon Cave.

This outsider was none other than Jiang Fan.

He soared toward the Cyan Stone Demon Cave, taking a full three days to arrive at last.

All the while, he observed the cave's defenses as surprisingly loose, lacking any checks for demons.

From the demons' viewpoint, no foe would ever dare breach the Cyan Stone Demon Cave.

Hence, their guard stayed low.

Thanks to the Celestial Cicada Spirit Leaf's might, he slipped inside without a hitch.

"This is insane—how many demons cram this demon cave?"

Jiang Fan wondered in awe.

He scanned the streets teeming with demons, easily spotting tens of thousands at a glance.

That didn't count the hidden ones.

The Cyan Stone Demon Cave likely housed millions of demons in total.

"Master, won't these demons spot us?"

The Ten Thousand Transformations Immortal Cauldron quivered then, stunned that its master possessed the nerve to storm straight into the Cyan Stone Demon Cave.

Remember, this was the heart of demon territory, packed with untold mighty demons.

Should its master's presence slip out and alert the locals, a thousand lives wouldn't save him.

"Haha, relax—no issue at all."

"The Celestial Cicada Spirit Leaf's strength is truly impressive."

"Even amid these demon streets, none of them sense a thing about me."

Jiang Fan gave a light smile.

Yet again, the Celestial Cicada Spirit Leaf's power struck him, befitting an Immortal Realm Treasure.

In that instant, a strange energy cloaked his frame, turning him into something akin to emptiness itself.

Beyond hiding his shape to make him unseen, it also muted his very aura.