In the gloomy space.

Chu Liang and Yang Yuhu were in the same room, feeling as if the air was about to solidify.

Hearing Yang Yuhu suddenly break the silence, Chu Liang didn’t pursue further, and chuckled, “No harm done.”

Those who had met Di Nvfeng had a poor impression of the disciples of Shu Mountain, which was not a fault worth blaming.

“Thank you for your help just now, otherwise I might have been in some trouble,” Yang Yuhu said again.

As a core disciple of the Penglai Upper Sect, he naturally wouldn’t be killed by that fire dragon in an instant, but it would be troublesome for him to use some of his life-saving tricks.

Thanks to Chu Liang for helping him out.

Chu Liang laughed again, “We are all demon exterminators, it’s only right.”

After a while, both of them had recovered their breath and stood up to examine the black iron bowl.

Yang Yuhu drew his sword and advanced, the sword light was brilliant, but the iron wall didn’t even show a trace.

“It’s so hard,” he frowned.

Chu Liang also drew his sword and stabbed the ground, trying to see if he could drill out from below, but it was also impossible.

With a clang, his Dustless Sword left a scratch on the ground.

The suppression of this black iron bowl should be the array pattern engraved here, naturally, it wouldn’t leave such a loophole, even the area below should be covered by its array pattern, extremely solid.

“It seems we can only wait for rescue,” Yang Yuhu said, “The city guards should be here soon.”

“Didn’t you notice that there’s no air here?” Chu Liang asked.

Yang Yuhu was also startled, realizing the problem.

Cultivators need to breathe unless they have reached the seventh realm and have the ability to create their own world. Even if they can hold their breath with some turtle-breathing techniques, the premise is that they have stored enough air in a breath.

The air they need to breathe is no less than ordinary people, even several times more, because the breath of cultivators is longer and stronger, and the amount in a breath is larger.

If the Golden Elixir was running at full strength, Chu Liang could swallow all the air in this room in one breath!

How long could this small space provide air for the two of them?

An hour? Or even half an hour…

Moreover, the strongest force in the city of Yanbo was only at the fifth realm, and it was not certain that they could open this bowl. Suddenly, the two of them were in a life-and-death crisis?

Yang Yuhu had just thought of this, but Chu Liang had noticed this problem long ago, yet he still looked calm.

“Do you have any ideas?” Yang Yuhu couldn’t help asking.

“Not yet,” Chu Liang said.

How can you be so calm…

Yang Yuhu pondered for a moment, then suddenly said, “I have an idea.”

“Oh?” Chu Liang looked at him.

“I can use the celestial method of traveling around the world to return to Penglai and ask the elders of my sect to save us,” Yang Yuhu said.

“That would be great,” Chu Liang nodded.

But Yang Yuhu hesitated a bit, because when he was traveling around the world, his physical body would be completely defenseless here.

Although Chu Liang had no reason to do anything to him, but… what if? After all, they were just strangers, could he really trust the other party so much?

But these thoughts only lasted for a moment, and then he put them behind him.

This was the only way to survive at the moment, if he didn’t do this, would they just wait here together?

Yang Yuhu decided to trust this disciple of Shu Mountain once.

He sat cross-legged, his hands forming a seal, and a phantom instantly left his body, returning to the Penglai Upper Sect in the East Sea.

…

Chu Liang looked at Yang Yuhu, who had “flown to the heavens”, and couldn’t help but sigh, it was really good to know the celestial method.

If he knew the celestial method of shrinking the earth into inches, he could also teleport out directly, without suffering here. And the person who saved the demon cultivator earlier, all thanks to a hand of “substituting a plum for a peach” celestial method, escaped his fatal blow.

He had to study harder when he got back.

The Shu Mountain Sect had a deep foundation, and the number of celestial methods stored in the sect was among the top in the cultivation world. He had plenty of energy, there was no reason not to study more.

He touched the iron wall again, this black iron had no other characteristics except for its solidity, so only one suppression array pattern was refined into it.

But it had to be said that it was quite effective.

Huh?

After touching it twice, he suddenly remembered something.

The hard-headed grub baby in his White Tower space was still hibernating, if it took action, could it drill through this iron wall?

Thinking of this, Chu Liang summoned the grub baby out with a wave of his hand.

Chirp.

The grub baby stretched out in Chu Liang’s palm, shaking its milky white head, looking a bit sleepy.

Having looked at it for a long time, Chu Liang actually found this little thing somewhat cute.

The grub baby could drill through the sky and the earth, but it was very well-behaved in Chu Liang’s palm and wouldn’t bite him… he wondered if it really considered him its mother.

Chu Liang gently placed it on the solid iron wall of this huge bowl, and softly said, “Dinner time.”

Chirp, chirp, chirp.The maggot baby wriggled a few times on the spot, immediately starting to burrow headfirst, its body undulating.

In the blink of an eye, half of its body had penetrated the iron wall, making it look as simple as drilling into tofu.

As expected!

The maggot baby did not disappoint Chu Liang.

Moreover, it seemed quite excited, its tiny body wriggling eagerly, impatient to burrow in, while golden threads were continuously excreted.

During this process of eating and excreting, its body was slowly growing, only increasing in size when consuming materials with spiritual essence.

If it were Chu Liang’s own, he would really be reluctant to feed the maggot baby with spiritual materials like this, which was why he had let it hibernate for so long. This time, he could both feed his spirit pet and escape from the predicament, killing two birds with one stone.

Maggot baby, eat up!

…

To the east of Yanbo City, beyond the Black Whale Mountain, lies the vast ocean.

Deep in the East Sea are the three islands of Penglai, shrouded in mist and clouds, known as the first blessed land in the world.

All because the three islands of Penglai are incredibly rich in spiritual energy, a vast area growing countless heavenly treasures, enough to support a large number of cultivators.

As early as the ancient times, the indigenous people of the East Sea islands discovered this place, and people gradually settled here. These indigenous people also had their own cultivators, diverse in types but lacking a systematic structure.

During the period of the demon god’s chaos, a group of cultivators from Jiuzhou crossed the sea to seek refuge and also discovered the magical three islands of Penglai and the native cultivators here.

The native cultivators warmly welcomed them, hoping to learn powerful divine arts from these Jiuzhou cultivators. These Jiuzhou cultivators could exchange small divine arts or magical instruments for priceless heavenly treasures.

They also fell in love with this land and decided to stay here, integrating with the native cultivators.

However, although this group of Jiuzhou cultivators was small in number, they were powerful and ambitious. They gathered everyone to establish a large sect called “Penglai” under the pretext of conveniently teaching divine arts.

Within Penglai, there are the upper sect and the lower sect. The upper sect holds the power, residing on the Shenlou Mountain, monopolizing the priority to enjoy the best resources. The lower sect is distributed in the three island regions under Shenlou Mountain, assigned by the upper sect.

The upper sect of Penglai is basically occupied by Jiuzhou cultivators, while the numerous native cultivators are almost all in the lower sect, losing their control over the three islands of Penglai.

During this period, some people in the lower sect realized that something was wrong and wanted to unite the native cultivators to expel these outsiders and restore their idyllic life. But the people in the upper sect were powerful and brutally suppressed the rebels, thus establishing the structure of the upper and lower sects of Penglai.

After thousands of years, people only know about the upper sect of Penglai.

And the many inheritors of the lower sect of Penglai are also working hard to cultivate, hoping to stand out one day and earn a place in the upper sect.

Shenlou Mountain is high above in the mist, as if real and illusory. On the incredibly majestic mountain peak, there are countless jade buildings, truly like a fairyland on earth.

Yang Yuhu’s astral projection appeared directly in front of a large hall, shouting, “Master, save me!”

“Hmm?” A Daoist with yellow beard in the hall opened his eyes.

He had golden hair and beard since childhood, different from ordinary people, so he called himself the Yellow Dragon Daoist, who is also a highly respected elder in the current upper sect of Penglai.

Seeing Yang Yuhu rushing over in his astral form, the Yellow Dragon Daoist quickly stood up and asked with concern, “What happened?”

“I was chasing a demon cultivator in Yanbo City when a master suddenly appeared and trapped me under a magical instrument. I’m about to suffocate to death in a moment!” Yang Yuhu said anxiously.

Hearing this, the Yellow Dragon Daoist’s face turned serious, and he immediately waved his sleeve, “Yanbo City?”

He reached out and grabbed Yang Yuhu’s astral projection, holding it in his hand, and rose into the air! His body instantly turned into a golden light!

Immortal technique, Earth Traversing Golden Light!

Among all the known divine arts in the world, in terms of pure flight speed, Earth Traversing Golden Light is undoubtedly the first!

Shrinking Ground into Inch can teleport short distances, but it can’t be used continuously over long distances. Some teleportation-type divine arts can directly cross large areas of mountains and seas, but they must have a guide.

Whoosh—

The golden light flashed, and it had already crossed the vast ocean and arrived outside Yanbo City. The Yellow Dragon Daoist revealed his figure, and under Yang Yuhu’s guidance, he slightly shifted his position and found that spot outside the city.

His divine consciousness swept over, and he questioned, “Where is the black iron bowl?”

“It’s right there!” Yang Yuhu’s astral projection pointed in a direction, but immediately exclaimed, “Huh?”

The Yellow Dragon Daoist landed with him, only to see Yang Yuhu’s physical body sitting in the wilderness, with a handsome young man in brocade clothes standing guard in front of him.

Yang Yuhu’s astral projection returned to his body, and he opened his eyes.

Chu Liang immediately smiled and said, “Brother Yang, you’re awake.”

Seeing the Yellow Dragon Daoist land, he also stood up to greet him, giving a slight bow.Yang Yuhu asked with full of doubt in his eyes, “Where is the black iron bowl?”

Chu Liang raised his head, “Huh?”

Good morning.

(End of the Chapter)