And around the dungeon, you can also see so spoiled food, tattered clothes, and so on, which were used for these mortals’ sustenance.
The dungeon never sees daylight, with a dark and gloomy environnt that, over ti, oppresses and numbs, turning people into walking corpses.
Song Minghui couldn’t bear it anymore and revealed her identity and reassured these mortals, which dispelled their wariness and fear, and gradually, joy appeared on their faces.
They were residents near the Black Wind Mountain Range, and since being captured by the demon cultivators, they lived in constant fear of being taken away for alchemy.
Many of the mortals here had witnessed firsthand their captured companions being taken away to cultivate demon techniques and have their essence and blood absorbed.
Such deeds by the demon cultivators threatened their lives, naturally inducing fear and a desire to escape, but they found no way out. In this abyssal dungeon, their cries for help went unanswered.
Fortunately, this ti, sect cultivators ca here and slayed these demon cultivators, rescuing them.
"Immortal Master, Immortal Master, you finally ca, sob sob..."
"These demons are so vicious, they are simply fierce ghosts in the mortal world!"
So won and children cried, denouncing the cris of these demon cultivators.
anwhile, they rembered the na Cyan Mountain Sect, observing Song Minghui, Zhang Nianchuan, and the others, feeling that the disciples of Cyan Mountain Sect were righteous and just, like a ray of light piercing through darkness.
After being rescued, the numb expressions on these mortals turned a bit rosier.
Here in the dungeon, Song Minghui and Zhang Nianchuan led a few disciples to aid these mortals, bringing them onto the flying ship to safely take them out of the abyss.
anwhile, Lu Yuanshan, Lu Zhiwei, and Liiu Qiui discovered the sect’s treasury of the Demon Cave and were inventorying the spoils.
As a demonic force, the Demon Cave naturally stored a wealth of elixirs, magical artifacts, talismans, and all sorts of cultivation resources.
However, most of these resources were imbued with demonic nature and were not pure cultivation resources. If touched by righteous cultivators, they could gradually fall into the demonic path and transform their cultivation to the Demonic Dao.
Therefore, most of these resources must be destroyed.
Besides the unusable resources, there were so that could be used.
The most nurous of these were spirit stones.
Spirit stones serve as the universal currency in the Cultivation Realm, circulating far and wide, also eting the standards of the demon cultivators, who use spirit stones to purchase various cultivation resources.
Therefore, the reserve of spirit stones in the sect’s treasury of the Demon Cave reached as much as thirty million.
Seeing the massive piles of spirit stones was visually astonishing, stunning Lu Yuanshan and the others.
"The foundation of the Demon Cave is truly remarkable!"
Lu Yuanshan couldn’t help but exclaim, what does more than thirty million spirit stones signify?
With these spirit stones, a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator could be nurtured!
And spirit stones were but one aspect.
Beside these spirit stones there were over six hundred thousand blood-red crystals, fist-sized, exuding a sinister, bloodthirsty aura.
"This is..."
Lu Yuanshan’s eyes narrowed at the sight of these blood-red crystals; it was his first encounter.
Lu Zhiwei didn’t recognize them either and was puzzled.
"They are blood crystals."
Liiu Qiui glanced at them, her face showing seriousness.
"Blood crystals? What are those?"
Lu Yuanshan inquired.
Liiu Qiui took a deep breath, the vast quantity of blood crystals deepening her frown.
"Blood crystals are a kind of cultivation resource containing the essence blood of creatures, not naturally occurring but artificially made..."
Liiu Qiui explained.
Lu Yuanshan and Lu Zhiwei listened quietly.
It turned out, blood crystals are a type of spirit stone, precisely speaking, used by demonic cultivators for cultivation.
Producing blood crystals requires capturing the essence blood of cultivators or creatures, then using special thods to store it within the spirit stones, thus creating blood crystals.
Seeing the mountains of blood crystals, numbering at least over six hundred thousand, Lu Yuanshan frowned.
The Demon Cave’s production of such an imnse quantity of blood crystals implied the vast number of creatures slaughtered by these demon cultivators.
"These demons truly deserve death!"
"Following my master’s teachings for decades, I’d only occasionally seen a few blood crystals while vanquishing demons with my master, leaving a deep impression, little did I expect to see so many today."
Looking at the multitude of blood crystals, Liiu Qiui’s eyebrows knitted tightly.
"Such sin!"
Realizing the origin of these crystal stones, even the usually gentle Lu Yuanshan couldn’t help but curse, anger showing on his face.
Lu Zhiwei too, was filled with anger.
"All demon cultivators under heaven deserve to die!"
Lu Yuanshan remarked.
The three found it hard to calm their thoughts and spent so ti gathering all the blood crystals.
These blood crystals were considered evil and should not circulate.
According to Liiu Qiui, she knew of so thods to purify the essence and demonic nature within blood crystals, converting them into pure spirit stones for righteous cultivators’ use.
After all, there are over six hundred thousand blood crystals, a significant amount.
Most of the other spoils need to be destroyed.
In the following period, the group continued their exploration. When Lu Ping reached the back hall where the Demon Cave Master resided, a dark abyss caught his attention.
The Demon Cave was already located beneath the abyss, and this was considered the deepest part.
Yet here, another abyss appeared, instantly capturing Lu Ping’s focus.
He approached the edge of the abyss, and under the light of sunstones around, observed that it was more than three hundred yards deep and three to four yards wide—a small abyss.
But to Lu Ping’s surprise, beneath this abyss, a highly eerie aura seed to emanate, unmistakable to a cultivator.
Moreover, an altar was constructed around the abyss, with restrictions set up.
What were the demon cultivators of the Demon Cave worshipping?
And who were they worshipping?
Look at the scene before him, Lu Ping couldn’t help but harbor these questions, his eyes alight as he gazed down into the abyss.
Having practiced the Spiritual Pupil Technique, even in the bottomless, pitch-black abyss, Lu Ping could clearly see what lay within.
Phantom images of human forms, the size of cattle or sheep, with pairs of blood-red eyes gleaming, roaming within the abyss.
There were over a dozen of these shadows at first glance.
Swoosh!
Just then, from the depths of the abyss, a larger shadow erged, seemingly aware of Lu Ping’s presence, quickly surfacing.
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