As Jiang Chuan's voice fell, the Immortal Palace sank back into deathly silence. It seemed that only by following the trail of blood on the ground could he unravel the doubts in his heart.
"Is it because of the path the Demonic Immortal walked?"
Muttering to himself, Jiang Chuan stepped toward the Immortal Palace.
Tap! Tap! Tap!
The footsteps shattered the silence of the Immortal Palace. As Jiang Chuan entered, a strange sight came into view.
Thick, blood-red threads, each as wide as an arm, were wound around the beams, pillars, seats, and floor of the Immortal Palace. Like hundreds upon thousands of crimson nets, they densely covered the entire hall.
At the very center of the great net was a blood-red cocoon of light. More than two meters long, it seemed carved from crimson jade, crystalline and gleaming.
An aura of slaughter, iron-blooded brutality, coldness, and something peculiar drifted from within.
"How strange. Why does this cocoon feel so familiar?" Jiang Chuan stared at the cocoon, his brows slightly furrowed.
"I never expected that the cultivator who obtained the War Calamity Cave Abode token had actually learned my arts. How interesting." A majestic voice emerged from the blood-red cocoon, like the booming of a Divine Bell, making one's soul tremble.
"Your arts? I never learned the Immortal Slaughter Sword Art." Jiang Chuan was greatly surprised.
"The Immortal Slaughter Sword Art? Why would you think I am Slaughtering Immortals?"
Hearing the voice from within the cocoon, Jiang Chuan asked, "You aren't Slaughtering Immortals Demonic Immortal? Who are you?"
"You learned my Five Great Supreme Level Seal Techniques, yet you do not know who I am?"
Rumble!!!
Before Sun Yanfeng's eyes, weapon and treasure after weapon continuously collided, as though two Calamity Ancient Immortals were locked in relentless battle. At that