FIMA Ch169: The Abyss of Fiery Demons

The young man pushed those thoughts out of his mind and smiled: “By the way, my name is Cheng Feng. I don’t know your esteemed names yet?”

“I’m Xie Yuan,” said Gu Siyuan, pointing to Xie Xueyi, “and he is Gu Yi.”

Before coming to Fengxue City, to avoid trouble, he and Xie Xueyi had disguised themselves. It was only natural to use fake names now.

Due to the incident in the Immortal Spirit Secret Realm, the outside world probably still believed that Gu Siyuan was dead.

Cheng Feng nodded: “Nice to meet you, Brother Xie and Brother Gu. I’ll take you to the Divine Wind Inn now. The Fiery Fire Group won’t dare to cause trouble there.”

“Alright, thank you, Brother Cheng.”

The inn run by the Divine Wind Hall was called the Divine Wind Inn.

When Cheng Feng brought them over, they were warmly welcomed. From the innkeeper’s address, Gu Siyuan and Xie Xueyi learned that this guy was the young master of the Divine Wind Hall.

The innkeeper prepared a top-grade room for the two of them, not only with isolation arrays but also with spirit gathering arrays, ensuring privacy and suitability for cultivation.

After sending Cheng Feng away, Xie Xueyi immediately laughed and threw himself into Gu Siyuan’s arms: “Brother, our luck is really good!”

Gu Siyuan held the person by the waist with one hand, while holding a talisman with the other, studying it: “Hmm, these factions have been in Fengxue City for thousands of years and have a deep understanding of the Abyss of Fiery Demons.”

Xie Xueyi looked at the item in his hand: “Brother, you just asked Cheng Feng for these magical tools and talismans in advance, what are you planning to do?”

Gu Siyuan squinted: “Make some preparations.”

Thinking of the thunderfire bombs Gu Siyuan had prepared when they entered the Immortal Spirit Secret Realm before, Xie Xueyi understood. He was not assured of the items provided by the Divine Wind Hall and was preparing his own.

Relying on oneself is better than relying on others; this was Gu Siyuan’s style, and the most important thing was that he had the ability.

Not only was he exceptional in refining tools, but he also knew how to make talismans and even pills. It was said that the last three trials in the ancient city of the Immortal Spirit Secret Realm tested these three skills.

Xie Xueyi crossed his long legs and sat face-to-face on Gu Siyuan’s lap, smiling: “Brother, you’re amazing.”

Gu Siyuan supported him: “How can I work with you like this?”

Xie Xueyi tilted his head, leaning against him: “You can, I trust you, brother.”

“…” Gu Siyuan lowered his head and lightly kissed his fair, slender neck, whispering: “I’ll deal with you after I’m done with my work.”

Time flew by.

Soon it was the day of the Fierce Battle.

Early in the morning, Cheng Feng sent someone to pick up Gu Siyuan and Xie Xueyi.

The Abyss of Fiery Demons was located on the outskirts of Fengxue City, shrouded in demonic energy all year round, making it difficult to approach.

However, on this day, countless cultivators gathered above the abyss. The various local factions in the city brought people, tables, and chairs, setting up a grand scene, as if holding a massive feast.

Gu Siyuan’s cold gaze slowly swept over the cultivators present.

Xie Xueyi leaned in and said: “There are quite a few familiar faces here today.”

Gu Siyuan nodded: “Hmm.”

The outcome of the Fierce Battle could determine the power structure of Fengxue City for the next few years. Therefore, all the major factions in the city took it very seriously, revealing all their trump cards and even seeking aid from major external forces.

The most typical examples were the top three factions, who had the widest connections and invited the most powerful external reinforcements, all of whom were old acquaintances.

The Fiery Fire Group invited Yu Haofeng, the young master of the Evil Path Demon Sect. The external aid for Jingyu Gate was Yin Xiaojue, the Holy Son of the Mingguang Immortal Sect. Besides Gu Siyuan and Xie Xueyi, the Divine Wind Hall also invited Zhao Tianzong, the senior brother of the Linhai Immortal Sect.

Fortunately, Gu Siyuan and Xie Xueyi had disguised themselves early on, blending in seamlessly. No one would pay attention to them.

“Brother Xie, Brother Gu, you are here!” Cheng Feng spotted them immediately and came over.

Gu Siyuan nodded: “Brother Cheng.”

Cheng Feng extended his hand: “Nearly a thousand people will be descending into the Abyss of Fiery Demons this time. Our Divine Wind Hall has thirty spots. Let me introduce you to the other heroes.”

Zhao Tianzong stood arrogantly with his arms crossed in front of the Divine Wind Hall disciples. When he saw Cheng Feng personally welcoming the two back, his expression turned cold.

Someone next to him immediately said: “I am ignorant and don’t recognize these two gentlemen. What esteemed names deserve such a grand welcome from the young master?”

Cheng Feng was slightly embarrassed.

He had witnessed the strength of Xie and Gu firsthand, but in terms of reputation, they were not as well-known as Zhao Tianzong, a prodigy renowned throughout the continent.

Gu Siyuan glanced lightly at Zhao Tianzong and the others: “No names worth mentioning.”

The person choked.

It seemed that what he valued highly was of no importance to others.

At this moment, the scene heated up, likely due to something said by the leaders of the three major factions.

The cultivators let out shouts, creating tremendous momentum.

Then, the major factions of Fengxue City collectively confirmed the rules for the Fierce Battle.

In addition to rare natural treasures, the Abyss of Fiery Demons was filled with various demonic beasts and the souls of cultivators corrupted by the demonic energy, collectively referred to as demonic spirits by the cultivators of Fengxue City.

The criteria for determining the winner this time was the number of demonic spirits slain by each faction.

Demonic spirits above the Golden Core stage would leave behind a black demonic pearl upon death, which was the source of their demonic power, similar to a human cultivator’s Golden Core.

Even within the same stage, there were differences in strength. For instance, Gu Siyuan, a Golden Core cultivator, could instantly kill at least five peers.

Thus, demonic spirits were classified into three levels: elementary, intermediate, and advanced. One intermediate demonic pearl was equivalent to five elementary ones, and so on.

This time, each faction would send thirty experts into the abyss to stay for three days. The demonic repelling tools developed by Fengxue City would only last for three days.

Ultimately, after three days, the faction with the highest total number of demonic pearls would be the victor of the Fierce Battle.

Of course, there were no restrictions in the Abyss of Fiery Demons.

One could gain demonic pearls by actively killing enemies or by ambushing and hunting down other cultivators to directly seize their gains.

This was why the major factions sought external experts. By the end of the Fierce Battle, it would undoubtedly become a grand hunt where the strongest would prevail.

“Hold on tight.” Gu Siyuan held Xie Xueyi tightly in his arms, jumping into the abyss with the crowd.

Nearly a thousand people jumped simultaneously, creating a spectacular scene.

Xie Xueyi clung to Gu Siyuan’s waist, his body constantly falling, surrounded by darkness. He couldn’t see anything but could clearly hear the whistling wind in his ears.

The wind in the Abyss of Fiery Demons carried a bone-chilling cold, along with a touch of malevolent eeriness, as if it could freeze both body and soul.

Even though he was nestled in Gu Siyuan’s embrace, Xie Xueyi could feel this sensation clearly.

After an unknown amount of time, he felt a hard sensation under his feet.

Finally, they had landed.

Gu Siyuan held Xie Xueyi and stood still, his gaze surveying the surroundings.

There had been many rumors about the Abyss of Fiery Demons before they entered, all sounding quite terrifying.

Seeing it now, it was not an exaggeration.

Although the demonic energy in the abyss was at its lowest in thousands of years, everything from top to bottom was shrouded in darkness.

Black demonic energy and barriers drifted everywhere, like ink drops spreading in clear water, continuously rippling and diffusing. It was also like strips of black gauze, dancing in the wind, truly eerie.

The cultivators from the various factions immediately felt intense discomfort and quickly activated their demonic energy isolation artifacts to prevent being corroded by the residual demonic energy. They then scattered in teams as per their sects.

Once in the abyss, everyone else could be an enemy.

Gu Siyuan squinted his eyes.

This deep abyss’s demonic energy not only corroded spiritual power but also suppressed divine consciousness. Even Gu Siyuan, with his superior soul, could barely see within a thousand meters.

Xie Xueyi stepped back a few paces from his embrace, looking around curiously: “So this is the Abyss of Fiery Demons, it’s so exaggerated…”

Seeing him like this, someone close to Zhao Tianzong in the Divine Wind Hall team couldn’t help but sneer, seemingly mocking his inexperience.

Xie Xueyi glared at the person before quickly leaning back against Gu Siyuan.

Young master Cheng Feng looked at both sides, helplessly saying: “Everyone, let’s go, we can’t fall behind the others!”

In the abyss, long abandoned and filled with corroded demonic spirits, the group hadn’t walked far when they encountered a group of more than twenty demonic spirits.

Cheng Feng shouted, “Kill!”

With that, he struck first.

Sword light filled the air, his long sword slicing through.

On the surface, Cheng Feng appeared to be the second strongest in their team after Zhao Tianzong, and one of the top geniuses in Fengxue City. Soon, a demonic spirit fell under his sword, its body turning to ash, leaving behind a round, black demonic pearl, emitting a strange aura.

Cheng Feng immediately collected it with care.

On the other side, Zhao Tianzong also killed two demonic spirits. His expression remained arrogant, his actions seemingly casual, but his efficiency was twice that of Cheng Feng, earning everyone’s praise.

Gu Siyuan and Xie Xueyi conserved their strength, not revealing their abilities, only focusing on assisting their teammates.

After all, they were still on the outskirts of the abyss, where the demonic spirits weren’t very strong, all of them being elementary. About half an hour later, the nearly twenty demonic spirits were all wiped out.

Then, everyone took out their pills for a brief recovery.

In the abyss, there was no spiritual energy. The spiritual power they used each time couldn’t be replenished naturally and could only be restored by consuming pre-prepared pills.

The group continued deeper.

Along the way, they found many resources, some naturally occurring in the abyss and having aged impressively over the years without human interference, rivaling the treasures Gu Siyuan had obtained in the Immortal Spirit Secret Realm.

Some belonged to cultivators who had previously ventured into the abyss but perished from depleted spiritual power, their spatial rings containing many resources.

Of course, the deeper they went, the stronger the demonic spirits became, changing from elementary to intermediate. Even Zhao Tianzong had to fight hard to subdue them, while others had to team up in pairs or threes to deal with one.

After half a day.

A Divine Wind Hall expert wiped the sweat from his forehead: “The consumption of spiritual power is getting worse. It feels like the demonic energy is about to penetrate our protective artifacts.”

Cheng Feng nodded, reminding: “We are already in the central area of the abyss. The demonic spirits are getting stronger. We might encounter advanced demonic spirits soon, so everyone must pay attention to the surroundings.”

Gu Siyuan extended his divine sense slightly, saying calmly: “What we need to pay the most attention to is not these.”

“Hmm?” Everyone was puzzled.

Cheng Feng glanced at Gu Siyuan and quickly understood: “Yes, at this moment, the central area should have gathered many people. The most dangerous threat is not the demonic spirits, but the hunting and assassination from other factions.”

Zhao Tianzong sneered: “Hunting? Who’s the hunter and who’s the prey is still uncertain. Only the weak worry about such things.”

He glanced at Gu Siyuan.

For some reason, from the first sight of this person, he had an inexplicable and unsettling sense of familiarity.

Cheng Feng paused, then smiled and nodded: “True, Brother Zhao’s combat strength is exceptional. If anyone dares to hunt us, they will meet their end.”

At this moment, a cold voice sounded.

“Then I will have to test that.”

Everyone was stunned and turned to look behind. At some point, the people from the Fiery Fire Group had approached, led by none other than the familiar young master of the Demon Sect, Yu Haofeng.

Zhao Tianzong’s expression changed.

In the entire abyss, the only two people he couldn’t defeat were Yu Haofeng and Yin Xiaojue. However, Yin Xiaojue was from the righteous path and had a good relationship with him, but this Yu Haofeng…

What a coincidence!

Yu Haofeng naturally fixed his gaze on him, laughing loudly: “Hahaha, Zhao Tianzong, I have to say, your luck is bad. Last time in the secret realm, our demon sect suffered heavy losses. This time, I’ll use you as a sacrifice!”

Zhao Tianzong’s long knife was unsheathed: “Don’t be arrogant. You demon sect trash, if you die, you deserve it!”

Yu Haofeng’s face turned cold as he stepped forward, instantly closing in on the Divine Wind Hall group.

His voice was icy cold: “Very well, very well, you have thoroughly angered me. Not only you but Yin Xiaojue and everyone here, none of you will survive. This time… it’s different from before in the Immortal Spirit Secret Realm. There’s no second Gu Siyuan to back you up.”

As his words fell, a menacing storm began to brew around him.

Including Zhao Tianzong and Cheng Feng, everyone in the Divine Wind Hall felt an astonishing sense of dread.

“Hmm, who says there’s not?”

Suddenly, a deep male voice, cold and with a hint of laziness, rang out.

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