Chapter 182 The Truth About the Deep-Sea Sanctuary

Ancestor Wuzhiqi laughed and said:

"I knew you would agree."

Cooking a meal in the Demon Realm allows you to enter the training grounds of the four major Demon Realms, which is quite a good option.

"You don't need to worry about your safety. With me here, no one on the True Treasure Continent can harm either of you."

The highest virtue is like water. In addition to his ability to part the sea and stop the waves, Wuzhiqi has also cultivated water-based defensive magic to the extreme of the Fusion stage.

One hour later.

After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, Song Chen and Zhao Ziyi formally bid farewell to Jiang Xia and the others.

Jiang Xia looked at the two of them with lingering reluctance and asked:

"Boss Zhao, should we continue searching for treasure?"

Zhao Ziyi laughed:

"Sure, but don't neglect your cultivation. When you reach the Nascent Soul stage, you can come to Spicy Palace, and I'll take you as the manager of the milk tea shop."

You can continue collecting treasures and seafood. When Spicy Palace holds its annual summary meeting, you can attend with Ancestor Wuzhiqi.

Spicy Palace will provide ten days of free food and drinks, and I will also buy any treasures and seafood you find at market price.

Jiang Xia and the others were overjoyed to hear this, never expecting that one day they would be able to personally visit the Spicy Palace.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhao and Mr. Song. See you at the end of the year!"

After saying goodbye, Song Chen and Zhao Ziyi left the steel platform with Wuzhiqi Ancestor.

The three swam against the ocean current into the mysterious deep-sea canyon.

We have officially entered the deep-sea no-hunting zone.

When passing through the canyon, Song Chen was prepared to see a hellish scene.

A place that can spawn a large number of undead monsters is unlikely to have anything good.

The canyon tunnel is several hundred meters long and winding.

The tunnel was covered with dark black algae, making it slippery to stand on.

Fortunately, the tunnel was spacious, and the three of them could walk side by side without touching the tunnel walls.

Inside the tunnel, the resistance from the seawater becomes even stronger.

Fortunately, after several months of training, Song Chen and Zhao Ziyi were able to withstand such an intense impact for a short period of time.

The two barely managed to follow the figure of the old ancestor Wuzhiqi.

After several hundred breaths, light appeared at the tunnel entrance.

Song Chen's breath caught in his throat when he saw the scene before him.

What a beautiful underwater grassland!

A beam of light appeared from nowhere, illuminating the entire seabed and making the deep sea as bright as day.

The sea is colorless, but it always reflects the color of the sky.

A bright light appeared in the deep sea, and there was no sky. The seawater became transparent. If it weren't for the flowing ocean currents, the group would have felt as if they were on a grassland.

Lush green seaweed extends its fine threads from the seabed, densely covering the ocean floor like a lawn.

This sea area was a sight Song Chen had never imagined—clean and tidy.

Song Chen couldn't help but ask:

"Ancestor, what exactly is this deep-sea no-hunting zone?"

Ancestor Wuzhiqi shrugged:

"This place is just an ordinary sea area, but it hides some secrets."

Let's go. I'll explain it to you when you see it.

This place is vast. I'll transform into my original form, and you can stand on my shoulders; that will make us faster.

After Wuzhiqi the Elder finished speaking, he instantly transformed into his original form, a giant ape with a white head and green body, hundreds of meters tall, appearing on the spot.

The giant ape bent down and stretched out its palm.

Song Chen and Zhao Ziyi leaped onto the palm of his hand.

Then, a giant hand lifted up and shook the two of them onto its shoulders.

"Hold on tight, I'm about to run."

After Wuzhiqi finished speaking, he pushed off with his feet.

Song Chen and Zhao Ziyi gripped Wuzhiqi's monkey hair tightly, feeling the surrounding scenery flash by rapidly.

After a few breaths, they could no longer find their way back.

All around was a vast sea, making it difficult to discern directions.

Fortunately, Wuzhiqi the Ancestor knew the way.

After five hours of bumpy travel, the speed of the old ancestor Wuzhiqi gradually decreased.

Song Chen and Zhao Ziyi also saw the scene before them clearly.

Countless enormous skeletons lie dormant on the seabed.

The snow-white skeleton, having endured countless years, now resembles jade, radiating a soft glow.

These skeletons are exceptionally large, and the skeletons are well preserved; some are three to five hundred meters tall, and some are several thousand meters tall.

Even the figure of the Wuzhiqi Ancestor appeared exceptionally small in front of these skeletons.

"After seeing this, you should understand that this is the burial ground for all demons."

The voice of the Old Ancestor Wuzhiqi rang out. Although his tone remained unchanged, Song Chen inexplicably felt that there was helplessness and frustration hidden in his voice.

Wuzhiqi, the patriarch, knelt down with a thud and kowtowed several times to the skeletons. Then, he stood up and led the two of them to stroll along the seabed, passing by the enormous skeletons.

The deep voice of Patriarch Wuzhiqi rang out:

"The deep-sea no-hunting zone is where the ancestors of the demon race lived."

Since the spiritual energy of the True Treasure Continent declined, demon cultivators have been unable to ascend.

Demon cultivators whose lifespan is nearing its end and who are unable to break through to a higher level will come here and slumber at the bottom of the sea.

Such a deep sleep can delay death, and it can be considered as leaving oneself with a glimmer of hope, hoping that the disappearance of spiritual energy is only temporary, and that when they wake up, they will see themselves facing the tribulation of lightning.

As he spoke, Ancestor Wuzhiqi patted the massive skeleton that stood three thousand meters tall.

"Look, this is the Tribulation Transcending Ancestor of the Qilin Clan. He is tall and mighty, far superior to someone like me who is only at the Integration Stage."

Song Chen frowned as he looked at the tall frame and asked:

"How many years can one's lifespan be extended by sleeping on the seabed?"

"Five thousand years," said Ancestor Wuzhiqi calmly.

"For the past five thousand years, one has been unable to absorb spiritual energy and must have one's divine consciousness completely imprisoned within the body."

Even if their bodies are devoured by spirit beasts, they will not feel anything.

A silent death, forever sleeping in the deep sea.

These skeletons are the only proof of our ancestors' existence.

This place is like a forest of bones, inhabited by blue phoenixes, celestial foxes, qilin, dragons, wolves, and bears.

Each skeleton testifies to their strength in life.

The Venerable Wuzhiqi continued:

"Better to be a broken jade than a whole tile; this is why our demon race insists on breaking ties with the Immortal Illumination Continent."

Although the small world is being returned to the Immortal Illumination Continent, it's possible that cruise ships will no longer be able to travel through it in the future.

But we have to do it!

These remains serve as a constant reminder that we must find the reason for the loss of spiritual energy and reopen the path to ascension!

Our descendants, and our children and grandchildren, cannot remain silent forever!

Song Chen pursed his lips, his face tense. He could sense the unwillingness of these demon cultivators from the seawater.

This hopeless cultivation, generation after generation, extinguished all hope for demon cultivators.

Without the ability to ascend, cultivation has long lost its meaning.

Humans now persist in cultivation solely to compete for resources and territory. Reaching a high level of cultivation at least ensures they won't be bullied.

If you're lucky, you can accumulate tens of millions of spirit stones in a short time and board a cruise ship to the Immortal Illumination Continent.

From then on, he rose to prominence and had the opportunity to enter the Mahayana stage and ascend to immortality.

The demon and monster races are unable to leave the True Treasure Continent.

The only way they could hold onto a sliver of hope was to sink to the bottom of the sea.

Sudden.

Several unusual figures appeared in the vast, white forest of bones.

Song Chen and Zhao Ziyi's hearts were pounding.

This is the pressure of a high-level cultivator, a pressure that even Ancestor Wuzhiqi couldn't withstand!