The Demon Realm's sky and earth were blood-red. Vast stretches of Red Land carried a faint bloody scent. What filled the air was not spiritual energy, but demonic qi.
Demonic qi was heavier and sharper than spiritual energy, filled with malice, resentment, and wickedness. Ingesting a certain amount would severely hinder a cultivator's cultivation.
Chi Yu sealed off the channels through which his body absorbed spiritual power to prevent demonic qi from seeping in.
What should I do now?
Chi Yu felt somewhat frightened. This was the Demon Realm, after all.
Demon Cultivators were Xie Xiyi's natural enemies. His cultivation was only at the Nascent Soul Stage, and cultivators were also nourishing blood meals for Demon Cultivators.
Of course, the Talisman Ring Xie Xiyi had left him could keep him safe. There was also the magical artifact refined from Senior Brother Xuanji's bones, which held quite a few Forbidden Curses, enough to let him find an exit and escape the Demon Realm.
But what about Senior Brother Xuanji?
Chi Yu stroked the Talisman Ring and asked tentatively, "Could you fold away for now?"
The Talisman Ring seemed to possess a little sentience. Upon sensing Chi Yu's intention, it actually unraveled its interlocking structure, becoming several rotating black rings around his wrist.
Chi Yu stroked the rings. He did not understand Forbidden Curses, but he could sense that those Xie Xiyi had left him were not weak. They really did seem capable of lasting until he left the Demon Realm.
He sighed, walked over to Xie Xiyi, and, after a moment's thought, took a mask from his Sumeru Ring and put it on him.
But the virulent poison soon reduced the mask to dust.
Just then, the black mist laboriously spat out a Ghost Mask.
Chi Yu bent down to pick