"Run! This forest is terrible!"

Yang Yu and Mr. Wu were so scared that their faces were nowhere to be looked at, with a look of fear in their eyes, and they didn't even dare to turn their heads back. They used their great magic power to escape with their swords.

At the same time, a cold aura suddenly emanated from this unknown forest, spreading around.

A long distance away, you can also feel a slowly reviving demonic energy...

Yang Fan's perception was extremely powerful. Although he had never seen it with his own eyes, he also judged a rough result from the two screams and the situation where Yang Yu and the other two escaped in a panic.

At this moment, the terrifying and inexplicable demonic aura slowly recovered, which made him frightened.

Two cultivators in the Concentration Stage died inexplicably without any resistance, let alone a small cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage.

"Escape quickly..."

Yang Fan didn't care about anything, and jumped up, stepped on the branches of dense trees, and fled towards the outside of the nameless forest like a gust of wind. Although he could barely fly with his sword, his speed was much slower than running so fast.

During this process, Yang Fan felt as if there were a pair of eyes in the dark, looking down at him with cold eyes.

He felt a little afraid in his heart, but he never lost his mind. There must be some taboos in this secluded forest, but at ordinary times, as long as he does not enter the central area, he will not be poisoned.

However, with the revival of the terrifying demonic energy, Yang Fan did not dare to make such a conclusion and escaped from this nameless forest as quickly as possible.

As soon as he left the quiet forest, Yang Fan felt that the cold air that enveloped his body dissipated most of it.

"This nameless forest is probably a forbidden place, and it is not suitable to stay for a long time. It is believed that the people from the Yang family in Kyoto were scared and would not dare to return for a while."

Yang Fan sometimes ran, sometimes flew with his sword, shuttled through the deep mountains and forests with complex terrain, striving to distance himself from the nameless forest.

When he is in a flat or hilly place, he runs rapidly. He will fly slightly lower than the river or desperate place.

Yang Fan was very cautious and tried not to fly in the air, so that it would not be easy to attract attention.

After walking for several hours, even with Yang Fan's recovery, he was a little troubled. He found a cave and rested on the spot.

"I have now distanced from the nameless forest for hundreds of miles. This place is also extremely remote and should not encounter people from the Yang family in Kyoto again."

Yang Fan felt relieved, sat cross-legged, and began to think about the "nameless forest".

"Why have I never heard of such a forbidden area in the deep mountains and valleys of Xiuyu Pavilion?"

Yang Fan was very confused.

He didn't know the taboos, but it was understandable, but even the young master of the Yang family in Kyoto and several monks in the Concentration Stage knew nothing about this, which was a bit strange.

After thinking for a moment, Yang Fan took out the black booklet in the "Xianhong Space" through the "Xianhong Ring" in his hand.

"Nine Nether Demon Sutra·Previous Volume"

Yang Fan's eyes flashed, and he stared at the ancient book in his hand, and then recalled the terrifying "nameless forest", and there were many doubts in his heart.

When he escaped from the "nameless forest", he felt a terrifying demonic aura that was recovering, which was only terrifying.

And this rare ancient book records a set of domineering magic skills.

Perhaps, there is any connection between the two.

At the same time, another thought arose in Yang Fan's mind: "Since I have this powerful magical skill in my hand, can I try to practice it..."

Although "Xianhong Jue" is profound and profound, and is named for its destiny, it lacks the power of attacking magic.

To a certain extent, it is like a set of auxiliary exercises, which do not advocate combat and attack, and even classify such spells as side-minded.

"The "Xianhong Jue" can make me immortal, have a long-lasting face, and even have twice as many lifespan as a cultivator at the same level. However, this technique does not have powerful offensive powers..."

Yang Fan's expression gradually became solemn, and his spiritual sense passed by, but nothing unusual was seen.

So he set up some simple and obscure bans next to the cave.

Then, Yang Fan carefully opened the first page of the Black Secret Book, and his spiritual sense was immersed in it. In an instant, he sensed a dark and deep space. Countless flashing runes and flames made his mind tremble and under incredible pressure.

At the same time, the intouchable secret of the martial arts kept hovering in his mind.

There is no formal formula in this black secret scripture, which is similar to Xianhong Jue.

In this way, it can only be passed down in the form of a lonely book and is difficult to copy.

After comprehending for a moment, Yang Fan felt that his mind was exhausted, and he only realized the essence of some of the magical skills.

"It seems that with my current cultivation level, it is still a bit insufficient to comprehend this technique."

Yang Fan regained his calmness and temporarily gave up his understanding of the Nine Nether Demon Sutra.

The magical martial arts are not as good as the righteous martial arts. They need to be progressive step by step. The cultivation method is quite dangerous and weird. If you don’t get lost, you may be on the road of endless disasters.

After resting for a while, Yang Fan's mana and mind returned to his peak state.

Without stopping, he aimed in one direction and kept traveling for a long distance.

To be on the safe side, Yang Fan tried not to fly with the sword, hiking and running, and traveled through difficult and dangerous areas, hoping to leave this poor mountain and bad water as soon as possible and return to Wuliu Town.

Of course, during this difficult and dangerous journey, Yang Fan also discovered some spiritual herbs and medicinal materials, and gained a lot.

Through the identification in practice, his medical knowledge and experience have also increased a little.

In this way, Yang Fan's difficult journey has changed from boring to fun, and even his thoughts on going home are not so strong.

After walking for two or three days, Yang Fan killed several low-level monsters and obtained several rare flowers and plants that he cherished, as well as several other ordinary medicinal herbs.

Finally, on the fourth day, at dusk and sunset, he found a wisp of smoke along a stream.

A small village isolated from the world appeared in his vision.

Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, showing a look of relief: "I walked for many days and walked hard, and I was all poor mountains, bad waters, poisonous weeds and monsters. Now I finally saw them..."

...

On the other hand, during the Kyoto Yang family's pursuit, only two remaining cultivators in the Concentration Stage, Yang Yu and Wu Lao, also returned to the vicinity of Xiuyu Pavilion.

Half a day after leaving the nameless forest, they returned with courage and glanced at it from afar.

As a result, they could feel the surging demonic energy in the nameless forest from a long distance.

Moreover, the demonic energy was still rising continuously. Within a radius of hundreds of miles, birds and beasts were already extinct, and even the monsters escaped far away.

Yang Yu and Mr. Wu waited in Xiuyu Pavilion for another half a day.

At one moment, a blue light passed through the sky, lowering a gentle middle-aged Confucian scholar.

"Mr. Xu, you finally dare to come!"

Yang Yu looked happy, and Mr. Wu hurriedly saluted the middle-aged Confucian scholar with a respectful expression.

This middle-aged Confucian scholar was Mr. Xu who accompanied Yang Yu to the south to Yang's house on that day. That day, Mr. Xu showed a little ice magic in Yang Fan's courtyard and also took action to investigate the reality of Yang Fan's scattering skills.

"What happened? I see you two are in a very embarrassed state and their emotions are not stable yet..."

Mr. Xu sat down and said in a slight and unpretentious manner.

"That's how it is..."

Yang Yu dared not hide it and briefly explained the story.

"For a young cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage, you have activated such manpower? They have also lost two cultivators in the Concentration Stage."

Mr. Xu's face was solemn, and then he said in a deep voice: "How did those two cultivators in the Concentration Stage die? Don't be vague."

"He...when they entered that strange deep forest, they suddenly fell and died tragically, without even a sound since then."

Yang Yu whispered.

"Strange forest?" Mr. Xu's expression changed slightly and he asked, "Is that forest the quiet forest in the northern abyss Jue Valley of 'Xiuyu Pavilion'?"

"Yes... Mr. Xu, how do you know?"

Yang Yu looked surprised.

“It’s actually there…”

Mr. Xu's expression changed drastically, and he stood up with a hint of sharpness and horror in his eyes.

Seeing Mr. Xu's reaction, Yang Yu and Mr. Wu both felt the seriousness of the matter.

"Mr. Xu, what kind of existence is that nameless forest?"

Yang Yu asked carefully.
Chapter completed!