South Xinjiang, Hundred Thousand Mountains, within a deep forest.

Chen Yuan sat cross-legged, his eyes slightly heavy.

After leaving Fire Mountain, Chen Yuan rushed towards Zhennan Pass non-stop. At first, there was nothing, but before long, he discovered that someone seemed to know he had come to South Xinjiang and was searching for him.

To confirm this, Chen Yuan even captured a great demon of South Xinjiang and searched his soul. He learned that the Myriad Demon Divine Palace of South Xinjiang had issued an order to hunt down the human Chen Yuan.

Whether providing clues or capturing him directly, a generous reward could be obtained from the Myriad Demon Divine Palace.

With the rewards, many great demons in South Xinjiang were extremely excited. Whether it was the generous reward from the Divine Palace or the chance to gain the favor of the demon gods of the Divine Palace due to this connection, it was something worth going crazy for.

After hearing this news, Chen Yuan's first reaction was that someone had betrayed him, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed... the situation wasn't quite right.

The only people who knew he was coming to South Xinjiang this time were Moro, Jiang He, and Su Ziyue. Moro regarded him as the hope of the future, and he knew Jiang He's character; he would never betray him. As for Su Ziyue, there was no need to say more; she was his bedmate, the Princess Consort of Yan, someone he could trust completely.

They would never betray him.

Moreover, he only said that he was returning to South Xinjiang, but he didn't say he was going to Fire Mountain. However, in his perception, nearly half of the demons were searching along the route between Fire Mountain and Zhennan Pass.

This was definitely not a simple coincidence. It was highly likely that someone had found Fire Mountain and, based on some traces there, deduced that he had come to South Xinjiang.

After that, they were able to deploy forces in various places along the way to search for his trail in a very organized manner.

Thinking of this, Chen Yuan's heart sank. Leaving through the air, with his current cultivation, he could only hide within the void, using his primordial energy to conceal himself.

The movement was small, but the opponent definitely had a way to search it out.

As for tearing the void, only Immortals and Demon Gods of the Sixth Realm could do it. Martial artists below the Sixth Realm simply couldn't tear the tough void, nor could they walk in the spatial turbulence.

Although he was powerful, he still had some distance from the Sixth Realm after all.

He couldn't do such a thing.

And if he changed course, it would be equivalent to going around half of South Xinjiang, which was really too far.

"Hoo..."

Chen Yuan, sitting cross-legged on a boulder, exhaled a mouthful of turbid air. After thinking it over, he felt that he should be cautious first, even if it meant taking a longer route.

If he remained cautious and still took the original route, he might be blocked by a Demon God.

Below the Sixth Realm, Chen Yuan had nothing to fear and could fight his way out without any problem, but above the Sixth Realm, there was still some gap for now. If he encountered one, it would be difficult to escape with his life.

Anyway, there were no urgent matters in the two prefectures of Southern Shu right now, so there was no need to gamble with his life.

Looking back in the direction of Fire Mountain, Chen Yuan narrowed his eyes, turned around, and left…

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"Come out!"

Chen Yuan stood expressionlessly in place, saying indifferently.

But there was no response around, as if Chen Yuan was just talking to himself.

Without any hesitation, seeing that the other party didn't react, he didn't say anything more. He clenched his right arm and suddenly threw a punch. The next moment, a bursting sound echoed in the void a thousand zhang away.

A young man in black clothes fell from the void, his eyes filled with a look of horror, as if he hadn't expected that Chen Yuan could detect his existence.

The black-clothed man's robe had some decorations similar to fur, his hair was disheveled, his nose was slightly black, his mouth was split into three parts, and his pupils were light yellow.

"You... how did you discover my presence?"

"And how did you discover my presence?"

Chen Yuan frowned, his gaze slightly focused.

Although he had changed course, he didn't feel that he could sit back and relax, so while traveling, he had been releasing his divine sense, constantly searching every part of the void.

At first, he didn't notice the other party's existence, but as time passed, he finally felt that someone seemed to be following him from behind.

Then, there was the current situation.

He was also full of curiosity. He had been cautious enough in his actions, but he didn't expect that a Demon Saint could still detect his presence. It was indeed extraordinary.

"Hehehe... Chen Yuan, you've been hard to find for me. Now that the Demon God has arrived, why don't you surrender? Perhaps you can still leave a way out."

The black-clothed man's eyes changed, his face suddenly turned cold, and he said coldly.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Chen Yuan's mouth. The black-clothed man only felt a chill down his back, thinking of the rumors circulating in South Xinjiang about Yan King Chen Yuan, saying that he was the one who had killed the Tianlan Demon God.

Although most Demon Saints scoffed at this news, how could a human Yang God kill the powerful Tianlan Demon God? Impossible, absolutely impossible!

But he also knew that there was a saying among humans that there was no undeserved reputation. He could resist the million-strong demon army with his own strength, so he must have some skills.

At least, as far as he was concerned, the other party definitely had the upper hand in strength.

It was just that the rewards offered by the Myriad Demon Divine Palace were too generous, and the White Mountain Demon God had given him a death order to find this person's whereabouts.

The reason for finding him... was because he was a Demon Saint of the canine race. The divine power he awakened when he entered the Divine Power Realm was also related to his sense of smell.

He was very weak at killing people.

But if it came to finding people and things, then he could indeed find anything within a thousand miles. It was precisely by relying on this skill that he had repeatedly obtained natural treasures in South Xinjiang, and his cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds.

It was a pity that he was careless once and was caught by the White Mountain Demon God, and since then, he could only be loyal to him.

Now that Chen Yuan had come to South Xinjiang, after Bai Shan received the message from Mo Ying, the first person he thought of was him. The demon race was not like the human race, and they were not good at immortal magic.

They only relied on their invincible physical bodies, so it was very difficult to find people. He was the best candidate.

And he lived up to expectations. After smelling Chen Yuan's aura, he had been searching non-stop until today when he suddenly noticed a reaction. At first, he thought it was an illusion, but as the distance got closer and closer, he gradually became certain.

He thought that he was following from too far away and Chen Yuan wouldn't notice, but he didn't expect that he would still be discovered in the end.

Now, the Demon God hadn't arrived yet, and he just wanted to hold Chen Yuan back to buy some time.

Chen Yuan's smile was too strange, and it frightened the black-clothed Demon Saint, making him feel flustered. Without the slightest hesitation, he wanted to turn around and leave. Over the years, although the divine power he had awakened was related to his sense of smell, his speed was not weak either. Otherwise, he wouldn't have roamed South Xinjiang for so many years until he was caught by the White Mountain Demon God a few years ago.

However, as soon as he wanted to move, he realized that the surrounding void seemed to freeze all of a sudden, and he also froze in place, his eyes full of disbelief.

He... was able to solidify the void.

Yes, Chen Yuan used his primordial spirit power, Spatial Stasis, as soon as they met, directly freezing the opponent.

The fact that the other party had been following behind all along could only prove one thing: that the demon race had already learned of his whereabouts, and the Demon God must be on the way.

He had to act quickly, otherwise… the consequences would be unpredictable.

When Spatial Stasis dissipated, the black-clothed man discovered that an iron hand was directly grabbing his neck, and his whole body was suppressed and unable to move.

Despair quickly filled his eyes.

Strong!

Too strong!

Although both sides were standing at the same level, their strengths were worlds apart. Even if he wasn't good at fighting, he was still a genuine Demon Saint. In front of the other party, he was suppressed like an ant.

From the start to the end, it took only a breath of time…

"I have limited time. I ask, you answer. If you answer correctly, I'll spare your dog life. If you answer wrong… your soul will be destroyed!" Chen Yuan said indifferently, looking down at the black-clothed man.

"Yes... yes... you... you ask..." The black-clothed Demon Saint blinked repeatedly, not daring to be negligent in the slightest. He could feel that the human in front of him was indeed the kind of person who killed without blinking an eye.

"Did you find my whereabouts?"

"Yes... yes..."

"Divine power or treasure?"

"Divine... divine power... Little Dogzi, when I broke through to the Divine Power Realm, I comprehended a tracing divine power that can... within a thousand... within a thousand miles, find anything."

"When did you find my whereabouts?"

Chen Yuan asked with a solemn expression.

"Half... half an hour... ago..."

"Have you told other Demon Gods?"

The black-clothed Demon Saint hesitated, lowered his head, and dared not speak.

"Hmm?"

Chen Yuan's five fingers exerted more force, and a powerful aura completely pressed down on the other party.

"I told... told the White Mountain Demon God..."

The black-clothed Demon Saint quickly responded.

"Besides you, are there any other Demon Saints in the demon race who can track?"

"I... I don't know."

"Hmm?"

"Little Dogzi... really doesn't know..."

Chen Yuan stared at the other party, remained silent for a moment, and smiled:

"You're very sensible. I'm very satisfied."

"Then... then what you said just now?"

"What did I say?"

"Spare... spare my dog life..."

"I said I would spare your dog life, but are you a dog?"

Chen Yuan's face showed an icy meaning.

The black-clothed Demon Saint's eyes suddenly lit up, and he nodded repeatedly:

"Yes... really... Little Dogzi comes from the Howling Sky Divine Dog clan, and is the clan leader of my clan..."

"Really a dog?"

Chen Yuan frowned.

"Real... really, if you don't believe me, how about Little Dogzi transform into my true form for you?"

"Hehe..."

Chen Yuan smiled.

"Hehe... hehe..."

Seeing Chen Yuan smile, the black-clothed Demon Saint didn't dare not smile and smiled obsequiously.

"Who was the one who promised you just now?"

"Ah?"

"Who was going to spare your dog life?"

The black-clothed Demon Saint swallowed a mouthful of saliva, feeling an ominous premonition in his heart. He wanted to curse, but he didn't dare. Looking at Chen Yuan's impatient eyes, he quickly said:

"It... it was the human Yan King... Chen Yuan..."

Chen Yuan nodded, his body's qi and blood instantly swelled, and surging divine fire directly enveloped the black-clothed Demon Saint, and he murmured to himself:

"What Chen Yuan promised has nothing to do with Chen."

"Ah... ah... you... you don't keep your word, you're untrustworthy..."

The Samadhi True Fire, blessed by the Vermillion Bird Divine Fire, was even more powerful, instantly burning away most of the black-clothed Demon Saint's vitality, gradually increasing in the other party's unwilling angry curses.

"You... you kill me, the White Mountain Demon God will be back soon, you... you can't escape either... Ah..."

The black-clothed Demon Saint's flesh and soul gradually perished.

"Of course I know, otherwise... why would I waste so much time talking to you?"

Watching the black-clothed Demon Saint perish into nothingness, Chen Yuan's expression was gloomy. He quickly forced out four drops of essence blood, and with the help of the world's primordial energy, transformed these four drops of essence blood into four illusory figures.

"Go."

Chen Yuan flicked his sword fingers, and the four figures quickly rushed towards four directions.

And he quickly hid deep underground, completely suppressing and restraining the aura around him, like a dead object.

Since that black dog Demon Saint had already passed on his trail, even if he ran as fast as he could, his speed couldn't exceed that of a Demon God. It was better to use illusions to first find out the Demon God's direction, and then head in another direction.

He didn't believe that in the vast Hundred Thousand Mountains of South Xinjiang, without the assistance of the black dog Demon Saint, the other party could find him!

Of course, if the other party directly blocked him in place, then he could only fight desperately.

Sure enough, after Chen Yuan completely suppressed his aura, only a little over a hundred breaths of time passed before a powerful aura descended on this place, and a power similar to divine sense quickly swept through the area within ten thousand zhang.

He could clearly feel that a force swept over his body, but it didn't notice him, which also made him breathe a sigh of relief in his heart.

If it were a human immortal, he would definitely not be able to hide.

It was because the demon race mainly cultivated their physical bodies, and their divine sense was not strong, so he dared to gamble.

"Damn it!"

The void was torn open like a curtain, and the White Mountain Demon God, a nine-tailed celestial fox in white, slowly condensed its true form, looking around, and finally fixed its gaze on a certain void.

He could sense that this was the aura of that black dog. Obviously, he was exposed, and he was killed by Chen Yuan on the spot.

"What a waste!"

Snorting coldly, the White Mountain Demon God's eyes were slightly heavy. He closed his eyes tightly, sensing the aura unique to Chen Yuan around him. After a moment, he opened his eyes:

"Since you've come to South Xinjiang, then don't leave. It's not nearly enough to play tricks in front of me."

After saying that, he directly jumped towards the east, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

One breath,

Two breaths,

Ten breaths.

Suddenly, Bai Shan's figure reappeared in place, frowning, and muttering to himself:

"Could it be that I guessed wrong, and he really dared to escape under my nose?"

"Hmph!"

Snorting coldly, Bai Shan left towards the north.

Ten breaths,

Twenty breaths,

Fifty breaths…

Bai Shan's figure appeared again, frowning, showing a look of contemplation, scanning the area within tens of thousands of zhang, but still not detecting any aura.

"It seems that I was too suspicious..."

Bai Shan shook his head and continued to chase towards the north.

Fifty breaths,

One hundred breaths,

Three hundred breaths…

On the ground, Chen Yuan slowly appeared, glanced at the north, his eyes moved slightly, and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he was able to hold his breath, otherwise…

Shaking his head, Chen Yuan no longer hesitated and turned around to fly towards the northeast…

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