Several days later.
Northern Plains, Mad Demon Cave.
"Liu Guan Yi, we've been waiting for you for a long time!" Not Immortal had come to the first layer in person to receive Fang Yuan and Chu Du.
The three conversed as they headed deeper within.
Fang Yuan discovered that this time, the route had changed slightly again compared to his previous visit.
"Have the recent demonic sounds been especially frequent?" Fang Yuan asked.
"Indeed, they've been growing more frequent. That's why our route must constantly shift along with them. Once the demonic sounds arise, they cause the Dao Marks to fall into disorder. Not only do they drive desolate beasts mad, they also alter the terrain and landscape," Not Immortal explained.
A moment later, they met Fatty Shan.
Fatty Shan awoke from his slumber and opened a narrow slit of an eye. "We meet again, Brother Chu."
His relationship with Chu Du seemed quite good.
Then he looked at Fang Yuan. "Brother Liu, I already know what you're capable of. Once we establish the Crazy Demon Pact, we can have a proper talk."
Fang Yuan asked, "How do I establish the Crazy Demon Pact with you?"
"Then you'll have to go down, into the third-to-last layer. I have trouble moving around, so I won't accompany you." Fatty Shan's explanation was vague; it explained nothing at all.
"Follow me." Not Immortal continued leading the way.
The three immortals continued trekking downward. The deeper they went, the more winding and changeable the route became. Sometimes, although the straight-line distance was clearly short, they had to make an enormous detour.
"Trust me, taking the long way around here is actually faster than walking in a straight line," Not Immortal said with a smile.
Chu Du nodded as well and advised Fang Yuan, "When