In the main hall.
It seemed that the demon corpse had lost all its vitality.
Jiang Chuan sat cross-legged, his nose and mouth constantly exhaling a strong smell of alcohol.
Green and white flames interweaved and filled the sky, as well as a cold air that was enough to freeze everything.
It was as if ice and fire were two heavens, swirling around his body.
On the surface of Jiang Chuan's body, black demonic qi constantly appeared from the inside out and quickly disappeared, being absorbed and refined by him.
In his body, the drop of Demon Corpse Origin Blood Essence above the Divine Sea in his Dantian seemed to be inexhaustible as it continuously emitted an endless stream of demonic qi.
Jiang Chuan circulated the Wine God Curse, the Burning Mantra, and the Netherworld Ascension Mantra at the same time. The three cultivation techniques came from the personality in his mind.
Only then did he refine the huge amount of demonic energy.
During this process, the cultivation in Jiang Chuan's body had already soared like a rocket!
Lv 2 True Self Realm!
Lv 3 True Self Realm!
Lv 4 True Self Realm!
Lv 5 True Self Realm!
……
Lv 7 True Self Realm!
In just a few days, Jiang Chuan's cultivation had already broken through to Lv 7 True Self Realm!
However, the drop of Origin Blood Essence in his body still didn't feel exhausted.
At a terrifying speed, it continuously emitted surging demonic qi into Jiang Chuan's body.
Jiang Chuan's breakthrough continued!
If nothing unexpected happened.
This would be Jiang Chuan's greatest fortune in history!
……
……
At the same time.
Along with Sect Master Leng Qingyan and Jiang Chuan, they disappeared for several days without any warning.
The entire Mystical Sect was in an uproar!
Everyone in the sect was panicking.
All the personal disciples gathered in the sect master's hall.
The expressions on everyone's faces were unusually solemn.
"Master has been missing for five days! Was she prepared to abandon the sect just like that?”
Wu Zhen, who was born in a barbarian tribe, looked very anxious and puzzled.
His experiences since he was young made him attach great importance to the friendship between his family and companions in the tribe.
It was the same logic in the sect.
Ever since they discovered that their Master Leng Qingyan had disappeared, the personal disciples had already used everything they could.
He searched all the corners he could.
However, all the search was fruitless.
"Everyone knows that Master's life is coming to an end. Could it be…"
The eighth true inheritance, Tu Xuanming, stood in a corner and muttered to himself.
However, just as he was halfway through his sentence, he realized that the other disciples were all staring at him.
She then shut her mouth in embarrassment.
"According to Master's temper, she definitely wouldn't abandon the Mystical Sect without caring about anything.”
"Things might not be as bad as we think.”Pam Tiance stroked his chin and tried to calm the situation.
In his heart, he was constantly calculating if his master did not return in the end.
Then where should he go?
" If Master leaves just like that, the position of the Mystical Sect's sect master will be vacant…"
Xia Wushen looked at where Leng Qingyan usually sat.
He then glanced at Diwu Qinghan, who looked haggard after Jiang Chuan's disappearance.
His eyes flickered as he pondered.
As for Eldest Senior Brother Ye Tiannan and the Fourth Successor Disciple Li Tianzheng, they chose to remain silent.
The latter's silence was out of habit, and he did not show his joy.
Ye Tiannan had other thoughts.
As far as he was concerned, there was still a place that they had yet to find.
That was the forbidden area behind the sect.
However, he knew what was under the forbidden area.
In addition, Leng Qingyan had disappeared with Jiang Chuan.
"Perhaps Master went underground with Jiang Chuan.”Ye Tiannan, who had vaguely guessed the truth, did not speak. He only thought to himself.
After all, not many people knew about the existence of the underground demon corpse and the land of fortune.
"Look at your current state!"
"Master has only left for a few days, and you are already so lost. Are you really my disciples?”
Just as everyone was having their own thoughts.
As Leng Qing Yan spoke in a domineering manner, her peerless figure once again appeared in everyone's vision.
After waiting for several days, there was no sign of Jiang Chuan at all.
He thought about the impact of his disappearance for so long.
Left with no choice, Leng Qingyan could only leave first.
He showed up in the sect first.
"Master, you're finally back!"
As expected, he saw his master finally appear.
Only then did the eight true disciples heave a sigh of relief.
The dark atmosphere from before instantly disappeared.
After the disciples paid their respects to Leng Qing Yan, they finally calmed down and left one after another.
As for Jiang Chuan, who had also disappeared and had yet to return, most of them did not care.
In the end, only Ye Tiannan and Diwu Qinghan remained.
" Master, you and Little Junior Brother…" Ye Tiannan looked at Leng Qingyan and hesitated.
"Yes." Leng Qingyan didn't say much and just nodded.
"Understood! Since that's the case, Master, remember to rest. I'll take my leave.”Ye Tiannan expressed his understanding and left after bowing.
When he left, his eyes were filled with uncertainty.
Ye Tiannan thought to himself,""Since Junior Brother has already gone to the Land of Fortune, we'll have to pay attention to him when he returns.”
"Master, do you know where Little Chuan is? Where had he been the past few days? Why did he suddenly disappear?"
After everyone else had left, Diwu Qinghan rushed to Leng Qingyan and asked anxiously.
Leng Qingyan looked at Diwu Qinghan's anxious and haggard appearance with a bitter expression.
After going through a dilemma, he could not bear to lie to her.
Pursing her lips, Leng Qingyan sighed and said,""It's very likely that Jiang Chuan has met with misfortune..."
What?
In an instant, Diwu Qinghan fell to the ground as if she had been struck by lightning.
She never expected to receive such an answer.
Xiaochuan…was in trouble?
Thinking of this, his already pale face lost all color.
"Sigh…"
Leng Qing Yan sighed lightly and walked over to help her Seventh Disciple up. The expression on her face was also extremely complicated.
Although the essence was different.
However, ever since she had the simulator, Leng Qingyan had a different kind of feeling for Jiang Chuan's disciple.
The Land of Fortune was even brought there by Leng Qingyan.
She did not want to see this ending.
"Jiang Chuan still has a chance to come back.”After a moment of silence, Leng Qingyan's tone turned pale as she said this.
"Alright, I understand. Thank you, Master. I'll wait for Little Chuan to come back.”
Diwu Qinghan replied, but she could tell that Leng Qingyan's words were more comforting.
He stood up straight, bid farewell to his master, and slowly walked out of the sect master's hall.
At this moment, all the colors in the world seemed to have dimmed.
As Diwu Qinghan walked, her steps swayed, her face was pale and her expression was dull.
There was no greater sorrow than a dead heart. It was vividly displayed on her.
Leng Qingyan looked at the other party's departing back and bit her lips lightly, her expression extremely complicated.
……
……
In the next few days.
Leng Qingyan noticed that her disciple, Diwu Qinghan, was a very talented person.
During these few days, they were all in a daze and didn't want to eat or drink as they wandered around the ninth summit.
He seemed to have lost all of his energy and became visibly thinner.
He looked at Diwu Qinghan's sunken eyes and pale face.
Leng Qingyan wanted to comfort him, but she didn't know where to start.
All he could do was go to the underground palace every day to check on Jiang Chuan's movements.
However, the underground palace was still tightly shut. Jiang Chuan still did not have any signs of life.
"Perhaps Jiang Chuan really can't come back…"
Leng Qingyan gradually felt that her hopes were slim.
Endless regret engulfed him like a wave.
She seemed to have personally destroyed the greatest hope of the Mystical Sect…
Was there really no way to change the outcome of the Mystical Sect?
Leng Qingyan was at a loss.
He sat in front of the underground palace for a long time.
In the end, Leng Qingyan even forgot how she had returned to her chambers.
He stared at the sky in a daze.
Until dawn.
Leng Qingyan suddenly remembered that the life simulation had been reset.
With a thought.
The interface appeared.
[Current number of simulations: X2]
[Current simulation targets: Third Disciple Qin Yuange, Seventh Disciple Diwu Qinghan]
As expected.
The number of simulations was reset, and Diwu Qinghan was now available.
He looked at Diwu Qinghan.
Leng Qingyan's heart was slightly moved.
"This life simulation is a simulation of everything in the current stage.”
She had a complicated expression on her face as she muttered to herself," If Jiang Chuan had really fallen, he wouldn't have appeared in the life simulation. Everything would have been settled."”
"If Jiang Chuan is still alive, he will definitely appear in Qing Han's life simulation!”
"At the same time, all of Jiang Chuan's secrets will be revealed in Qinghan's life simulation.”
So, Jiang Chuan, will you survive?
His mind was filled with questions.
Leng Qingyan activated her life simulation.
[Target: Seventh Disciple, Wu Qinghan]
System simulation begins.
Scenes slowly appeared along with the words.
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