Ye Tian sneered and landed on the battered boat.
"Just as I thought... the Cursed Demon Spirit really did appear in the black water!"
The essence, true dragon bloodline, and dark anomaly power of the black dragon he had just slain had all been refined into a single drop of black blood.
Ye Tian stored it in his system space.
"Senior, we came here for the Cursed Demon Spirit!"
"We need him to save a friend. Could you steer the boat to where the demon spirit went just now?"
Ye Tian spoke respectfully.
“The Cursed Demon Spirit is a divine treasure unique to this Secret Realm, exceedingly precious. Its cultivation is formidable as well, having reached the pinnacle of the human realm, but I imagine you should be able to handle it.”
"In that case, I will take you there!"
The old man shrouded entirely in black mist chuckled softly.
He seemed to know why Ye Tian had come.
Yet he was willing to help.
With a sweep of his hand, he opened a spatial passage.
The battered boat sailed into the spatial passage as heaven and earth spun, and the sun and moon wheeled around them.
When Ye Tian opened his eyes again, he was no longer amid the black water.
It was as though he had entered an underground world.
The old man's voice sounded beside his ears.
"Young man, the Cursed Demon Spirit is within this space. And beyond the Cursed Demon Spirit, there is also a great opportunity."
"Over the ages, countless prodigies and even experts of the divine dao domain have entered this Cursed Secret Realm."
"But without exception, they all died here."
"If you can make it out alive, you will certainly find the rewards satisfying."
Ye Tian said nothing in response, merely examining