Chapter 8, Hidden Valley

How?

I can only advance to a distance of 250 meters

Feng Yunwuji, in a moment of clarity, took the small knife and gently drew it across his index finger, allowing the blood to drip into the stone bowl

Upon reaching this point, Feng Yunwu's brow gradually furrowed. Although he understood that the matter of cultivating martial arts could not be rushed, the sights he had encountered along the way revealed that even the lower-tier demonic beasts were not something he could easily contend with. This harsh reality inevitably caused him to feel anxious.

Feng Yunwuji smiled slightly, thinking to himself, why not just fly up to take a look. Zhao Wuji looked at Feng Yunwuji with a smile, as if he could see through his thoughts, and said to him: "Why not try flying up to three hundred meters and see for yourself"

Three days later, Feng Yunwuji finally arrived at an enormous valley with Zhao Wuji. The valley was shrouded in mist, making it difficult to see clearly. When they were still some distance from the valley entrance, Zhao Wuji signaled for Feng Yunwuji to descend. The group walked towards the entrance. The opening of the valley was quite small, and at the entrance, two large characters "Hidden Valley" were inscribed in cinnabar. Feng Yunwuji looked at Zhao Wuji in confusion, but Zhao Wuji did not notice and walked straight ahead. He bowed to the two old men with white beards lying on the ground at the entrance, then picked up a rusty small knife from the ground. The opening of the valley was quite small, and at the entrance, two large characters "Hidden Valley" were inscribed in cinnabar. Feng Yunwuji looked at Zhao Wuji in confusion, but Zhao Wuji did not notice and walked straight ahead. He bowed to the two old men with white beards lying on the ground at the entrance, then picked up a rusty small knife from the ground. He gently drew it across his index finger. The knife appeared dull, but it was surprisingly sharp, easily cutting Zhao Wuji's finger. A drop of blood dripped from the wound into a stone bowl below, which was connected to the rock. The stone bowl was filled with a deep red substance, and a layer of dark red material had formed at the bottom.

The cave was eerily silent, like a stagnant pool of water, and Feng Yunwu could sense no trace of vitality within. However, as soon as Zhao Wuji's voice fell, it was as if a tempest had swept through the cave. A powerful aura surged forth like a storm, and that invisible pressure, a whirlwind composed of blades, shot out from within the cave. In a moment of panic, Feng Yunwu was forced to retreat repeatedly, his chest feeling constricted, nearly on the verge of spitting blood. A powerful aura surged forth like a storm, and that invisible pressure, a whirlwind composed of blades, shot out from within the cave. In a moment of panic, Feng Yunwu was forced to retreat repeatedly, his chest feeling constricted, nearly on the verge of spitting blood

I am not very familiar with everything here, and since I have nowhere else to go, I might as well accompany you. At least, there will be someone to look out for me on the way

In this Hidden Valley, there exists a spiritual formation laid down by the Supreme, where the gathering speed of spiritual energy is a hundredfold or even a thousandfold compared to self-cultivation. Therefore, many practitioners from free factions gather here to cultivate. Of course, the most important point is..." Zhao Wuji looked into Fengyun Wujie's eyes and said calmly: "This ancient world is nothing like the spatial plane we originally inhabited, where a single cultivation method can reach great success in just a few decades. Although my clan's members cannot compare to the Celestial Bird People or the demons from other planes, we still possess a considerable number of texts and resources. However, as we journeyed, how many people have you seen? None, right? That is the point. In this world, truly powerful and extraordinary cultivation methods cannot achieve great success without tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions of years. The greater the power of the method, the longer the time required. The scarcity of ancient humans is largely due to the fact that the vast majority are engaged in secluded cultivation. I too have cultivated for tens of thousands of years before achieving some progress. However, my nature finds it difficult to endure such endless years of cultivation, which is why I came out to take a walk. Within this Hidden Valley, those above three hundred meters should be strong practitioners cultivating powerful methods.

Not bad

After a night of tranquility, a few demon beasts came to disturb, but Zhao Wuji used a bit of skill to drive them away with sound waves. As dawn broke, Zhao Wuji donned his robe, stood up, glanced at Feng Yunwuji, and then looked towards the horizon, saying: "I plan to visit my master's friend, who resides at the place of the Demon Slayer, and stay there for a while. If you are willing, you might as well accompany me."

Two old men with white beards opened their eyes slightly when Zhao Wuji cut his index finger, seemingly glancing at the stone bowl, nodding in satisfaction, and then looking towards Feng Yunwuji

At the base of a cliff on one side, in front of a dark cave, Zhao Wuji stopped and, facing the deep entrance, cupped his hands and said aloud: "Junior Zhao Wuji has come to pay respects to the esteemed senior, Slayer of Demons."

"Do as instructed." Zhao Wuji handed the small knife to Fengyun Wuji and then said: "This is to prevent high-level demons from infiltrating the valley. Some demons are born with exceptionally advanced transformation techniques, making it very difficult for even top experts to see through them. Therefore, the only way to judge is through blood."

In the hidden valley, the stronger the individual, the higher their dwelling. A boundary of 300 meters is established; those residing below 300 meters must not disturb the tranquility of those above 300 meters. I visited here once tens of thousands of years ago and again several thousand years ago. However, I have never encountered any high beings living above 300 meters. Among them, some have been in solitary meditation for hundreds of thousands of years, remaining utterly still.

The powerful voice of the master within the cave echoed in Feng Yunwu's ears: "Who is this? Why have you brought an unfamiliar person before me... Strange, who exactly have you brought? Their abilities are so weak that, throughout the entire Taikoo, there is likely no one weaker than them."

The internal vital energy suddenly stagnated, resembling a state of depletion. Unable to avoid it, Feng Yunwuji finally descended slowly to the ground.

Ten thousand years ago, I could only advance to a distance of two hundred and eighty meters. Later on, I could only move forward another one or two meters, and beyond that, it was impossible. The higher I went, the more intense the aura of those powerful individuals became. The aura they inadvertently emitted gathered together, becoming almost equivalent to a tangible attack. The gap in strength between you and me is too great; we cannot enter the upper levels. Currently, those in this hidden valley are all individuals below three hundred meters. Those above three hundred meters have not shown themselves for many years.

So long! Fengyun Wujie spoke in silence, recalling the concept of the Sword Body Great Method obtained from the Sanctuary, yet he did not know how long it would take to reach the realm of great achievement, tens of thousands of years? Or hundreds of thousands, even millions of years? He already had a significant temporal gap compared to everyone else. If it would take such a long time to achieve great success, then in these tens of thousands of years, once faced with some powerful demons or even hostile forces within the human race, what should he do?

The further one goes, the more expansive the internal space of the Hidden Valley becomes, yet the mist gradually thins out. By the time one is about 1,000 meters from the entrance, there is no trace of mist left.

Zhao Wuji smiled, then turned around and leaped from the cliff's edge, cutting through the air with a streak of brilliant rainbow as he flew eastward. Feng Yunwuji followed closely behind, employing the sword control technique.

Feng Yun Wu Ji listened to his words and felt that there was something strange about the area above 300 meters. He said no more, his feet slightly paused, and then he shot up like a sharp arrow. The higher he ascended, the more he felt the resistance of the air increasing. Once he reached over 200 meters, his flying speed was nearly the same as walking. Struggling to reach a little over 250 meters, he found he could no longer ascend. It seemed as if the entire space above had turned solid, like a massive block of cold iron, preventing anyone from getting closer. The higher he ascended, the more he felt the resistance of the air increasing. Once he reached over 200 meters, his flying speed was nearly the same as walking. Struggling to reach a little over 250 meters, he found he could no longer ascend. It seemed as if the entire space above had turned solid, like a massive block of cold iron, preventing anyone from getting closer

This individual is a newly ascended being, having ascended only three years ago. During my journey, I encountered him, and with his assistance, I was able to escape a perilous situation. By chance, I brought him to this hidden valley.

Within the hidden valley, sheer cliffs rise a thousand fathoms. Between the two walls, countless caves have been carved, densely packed together. At the edges of the caves, one can faintly see figures sitting in meditation, motionless.

Let us go, the boat will naturally straighten when it reaches the bridge. Let us first go inside. " With a hand on Feng Yunwuji's shoulder, Zhao Wuji strode forward into the thick fog. Feng Yunwuji came to his senses and followed closely behind Zhao Wuji.

Oh! The person inside the cave exclaimed in surprise, and then there was no further sound. However, Feng Yunwuji noticed that Zhao Wuji's lips were moving, clearly indicating that he was communicating with the master of the cave using a secret sound transmission technique

After a long while, a sigh came from within the cave: "I never expected your master... sigh... you may come in now."

You two may go in. Remember, life and death are determined by fate. Having said this, the two old men with white beards waved their hands, closed their eyes, and ceased to speak

Fengyun Wujie looked up at the sky, feeling the dense spiritual energy and swirling true qi in the upper layers of the atmosphere, and pondered: "Are they all cultivating in secret?"