"Do I have any other choice? Now that I'm being chased to the ends of the earth, I can only resort to this."

Jiang Ming's eyes were firm, and his face was determined.

The black sword was anxious. However, it had no choice but to follow him. With its current strength, it did not dare fight a Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator head-on.

"If I die, take care of yourself!" Jiang Ming sighed and felt a sense of desolation. "If you find the path to immortality in the future, please perform a seance to inform me."

After a moment of silence, Jiang Ming sighed again. "Friend, why don't you and I part ways here and leave it to fate? Live well, and when you rule the world in the future, you can take revenge for me."

If he could take the opportunity to get rid of this pest, it would be like killing two birds with one stone.

Blood-red ripples flickered on the black sword's blade, as if it was emotionally unstable.

However, after a short while, it suddenly cursed, "Damn it. I'm not leaving!"

Jiang Ming was rendered speechless.

"The Cangming Grotto-Heaven, right? I'll remember all of you, and I'll stab you all in the heart sooner or later!" the black sword said fiercely. "Let's go into the Black Wind Demonic Abyss. If that old b*stard with the silver sword catches up, I'll make sure he stays inside even if I have to risk my life."

Jiang Ming was silent. What could he say? He had to run for his life.

As he was getting closer and closer to his destination, the biting cold wind blew in his face. Before he even approached the dark sky in front of him, Jiang Ming felt something that made his heart palpitate.

"There is new life in the midst of destruction. It is said that the endless black wind in the Black Wind Demonic Abyss also contains a wisp of the great cultivation of vitality. Since ancient times, countless cultivators have entered the Black Wind Demonic Abyss and tried to fight for that wisp of vitality to break through the shackles. However, only one in ten thousand of them succeeded!"

Fifteen minutes later, Jiang Ming finally arrived at the forbidden area.

In front of him, the wind howled and shrieked as it destroyed the area around it!

And in the depths of the wind, wisps of pitch-black mixed in and occasionally appeared. Just looking at it from a distance, it seemed to have some kind of deep and terrifying magic that could kill people.

Jiang Ming did not stop. He flew down directly, put away the Spirit Sword Shuttle, and ran forward. His clothes and hair were fluttering, and he plunged into the dark world in front of him.

Flying in the Black Wind Demonic Abyss was no different from courting death. Although Jiang Ming was not afraid of death, he was afraid of pain.

Not long after Jiang Ming rushed in, a silver light flew and stopped firmly outside the Black Wind Demonic Abyss.

Tian Xunchuan looked at the area in front of him in shock and finally reacted after a long while. "The Black Wind Demonic Abyss?"

He came from the Cangming Grotto-Heaven and did not know much about the Litfire Region. Therefore, he had not thought of this place before. Only now did he realize that this had always been Yan Chixia's destination.

"Damn it." Tian Xunchuan's expression turned ugly. He had not expected to be tricked.

The Black Wind Demonic Abyss was so terrifying that even the masters of the major grotto-heavens had to avoid it and did not dare explore the area.

"I've been chasing him for a day and a night, how can I give up now?"

Tian Xunchuan's eyes were cold as he stared at the endless vortex of wind. "The demonic wind at the outermost layer is not enough to kill a cultivator. This kid must be hiding somewhere in the outer perimeter! I'll get enough ten-thousand-year-old rock spirit blood to exchange for the resources I need to break through to the Golden Core Realm!"

With this in mind, Tian Xunchuan gritted his teeth and rushed in.

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The blinding lightning exploded in the void above their heads. The sky and the earth were covered in dark sand. Under the flashing lightning, strange colors burst out. Sometimes it was gray and white, sometimes it was blood-red, and sometimes it was a foggy yellow.

Jiang Ming walked on the ground against the strong wind. His clothes were fluttering behind him. All kinds of colors were shooting in front of him, and it felt unreal.

Even though the black wind could hardly be seen here, the wind around him still contained a terrible lethality, causing Jiang Ming's body to hurt slightly.

"The body of an ordinary Qi Refinement Realm cultivator can't even withstand the outermost area." Jiang Ming thought. "This forbidden area really deserves its name."

"Fellow cultivator, that person definitely wouldn't dare catch up. Why don't we stay here?" the black sword in Jiang Ming's hand said nervously.

It had previously said that it wanted to fight to the death. However, now, it was a little scared.

Even it did not want to be touched by the black wind here. It was already weak. Once the wind touched it, it might be crippled, and it would not be able to recover for decades or even centuries.

Jiang Ming shook his head. "We've just walked a few hundred meters. Maybe he's not far behind."

As he spoke, Jiang Ming's footsteps did not stop at all, and he strode forward.

Gradually, the sky grew darker and darker. One could even vaguely see the occasional pitch-black wind shooting out from the vortex. Wherever it passed, it left only emptiness in its wake.

Along the way, Jiang Ming also saw some skeletons, all of which were once immortal cultivators who died in this terrible place.

"Stop! I'm scared. Aren't you afraid of death?" the black sword shouted, trembling.

"I'm really not," Jiang Ming thought to himself. However, of course, he could not say that on the surface. Instead, he explained to the black sword, "I have an extremely precious magical tool on me that can just barely resist the power of the demonic wind here. The cultivator who is chasing me is a Foundation Establishment Realm expert, so the demonic wind here is nothing to him. If we go any further, he will definitely not dare follow us, and we will be able to escape his pursuit."

"Then Then what about me?" the black sword was dumbfounded. "My fellow cultivator my dear fellow cultivator, I am your most loyal follower. You can't leave me alone!"

"How about this? You can go into my storage ring. I'll use the magical tool's power to envelop the storage ring, and you'll be safe and sound!" Jiang Ming said.

"That's great. Hurry, hurry, hurry!" the black sword said anxiously, not wanting to stay a moment longer.

Without saying anything, Jiang Ming took out an empty storage ring and stuffed the black sword into it. Then, he stuck a bunch of aura-isolating talismans on it before he stopped.

"Hello?" he tried to call out to the black sword. However, there was no response.

Jiang Ming weighed the storage ring in his hand and thought for a moment. He sighed and put it away. He could really throw it away. However, he was a little reluctant.

"Although this guy likes to curse, its nature doesn't seem to be bad. It's also an old antique with a lot of experience. Keeping it by my side might be useful. It would be a pity to throw it away."

There seemed to be a powerful aura erupting from behind, rampaging in the outer area.

"He really came in. Take your time to find me!" Jiang Ming sneered. Without the black sword by his side, he no longer concealed himself. His speed suddenly increased to the extreme, and he rushed into the depths of the Black Wind Demonic Abyss.

The deeper he went, the harsher the storm became.

About thirty miles into the Black Wind Demonic Abyss, Jiang Ming was finally injured for the first time. His back was cut by a gray wind blade that suddenly attacked, and blood spluttered out.

"Not even the body of a martial arts Foundation Stage cultivator can withstand this wind? Even a Golden Core Realm expert would have to be careful in this place." Jiang Ming's eyes were filled with surprise. However, he was pleased.

"If we go any deeper, not many people in the Feather Kingdom will be able to reach us. Cultivating here to break through to Foundation Establishment Realm might really be a good choice!"

There was a new life in the midst of destruction. So many immortal cultivators had come to this forbidden land to undergo training. This place contained some of the great cultivation, which was rare and of great benefit to their cultivation.

The Foundation Establishment Realm was a breakthrough in cultivation and the beginning of the great path of immortal cultivation. An excellent base was of great importance for the future immortal path.

More and more injuries appeared on Jiang Ming's body. However, they were all healing rapidly, and he was moving deeper into the depths.