"Is this the life of a righteous cultivator, or is this world just crazy?" The young man muttered softly. His robe sleeves were stained with a crimson color that resembled blood, and his face occasionally displayed a grim expression.
After dispatching the first three bandits, he believed he could reach the Despair Desert within two days.
Unfortunately, his plan was disrupted when he encountered a righteous path practitioner.
"These idiots didn't even ask anything, they just threw themselves into death's embrace" Su Mingyue shook his head.
He didn't regret killing so many people, after all, they wanted to kill him, and only a fool would let an enemy go.
However, not only did he spend a lot of time killing them, but he also ran out of spare, clean robes in his spatial ring.
Su Mingyue couldn't have imagined a worse trip.
Despite the difficult start, he was a little encouraged that, thanks to their efforts, he had more control over his current strength and was improving in terms of martial arts.
Realizing that he would be late no matter what when the spatial pocket opened, Su Mingyue eventually stopped killing enemies with a single move.
Instead, he began using them as training dummies with different styles, tactics, and weapons.
To be honest, even though his face was scrunched up in a frown, he was a little pleased because it was a pleasant feeling to feel stronger.
Soon, Su Mingyue reached the Despair Desert, and his displeased expression turned ashen.
"I expected there to be a lot of young practitioners, but not this many..."
It had been another day since the confrontation between Jiang Hua and Lu Cheng, and the number of practitioners had doubled. There were even massacres and rivers of blood.
Noticing the appearance of a new rival, many young cultivators frowned, not because there was another enemy.
The aura of a demonic practitioner, combined with the blood-stained sleeves of his robe, gave Su Mingyue a menacing appearance. Moreover, he did not hide his realm from beginning to end.
Only the bandits and righteous cultivators on his path seemed to have overlooked his source of spiritual energy, unlike the prodigies.
The young man with a first-level Earth Ascension base(3) could not be treated lightly, as he was clearly from a major power.
Su Mingyue was the fifth person present with such a realm.
In addition to him, there was also Lu Cheng at the same level, Jiang Hua at the third level, Yuan Yong from the hidden Yuan family at the fourth level, and Yang Li from the neutral Eternal Harmony sect at the fourth level.
It could be said that everyone here was the elite of their generation.
At this moment, the disciples of the demonic cult took a few steps forward and bowed.
"Greetings to the holy son!"
Su Mingyue nodded, but his gaze intently scanned all those present from his cult. Not noticing Xia Qing Yue in front of them, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Is Xia Qing Yue still in seclusion?" Su Mingyue asked casually.
The young Taoist nodded.
"I'm reporting to the holy son, the holy maiden is currently breaking through to a new realm, so she couldn't come" he replied in an extremely respectful tone.
"That's what the heroine was supposed to do, she was recently at the fifth level of Illusory Ascension(2), but it was only a week and she had already broken through to a new realm…" Su Minyue rubbed his temples, sensing the problems that would come with this breakthrough.
Away from the group of demonic cultivators, many were shocked by this scene.
So this is Su Minyue, the holy son of the demonic cult?
Lu Cheng and most of the righteous cultivators were on alert, Yuan Yong and Yang Li only gave a curious glance, and Jiang Hua was looking at this young man with interest.
This was the man who had caused a stir between the two opposing paths even before he arrived.
This young man, who was only eighteen years old, was already at the level of Earth Ascension(3), and his genius was beyond description.
"Could it be him!" It couldn't help but cross her mind.
Obviously, in terms of age and talent, he was the best among all those present.
Soon, the quiet atmosphere became turbulent again, and many cultivators who had temporarily suspended their deadly duels began fighting once again.
Su Mingyue stood in a group of demonic cult prodigies and communicated with the system in his mind.
"System, how long will it take for the spatial pocket to open?" He asked. Unlike everyone else, he could not only know the location of the ancient heritage, but also the exact time of its opening.
[Master, it's only a matter of a few minutes. Be careful!]
As a few minutes passed, the silver-colored door suddenly shone and a massive amount of pure spiritual energy poured out, comparable to an expert at the peak of Soul and Body Ascension(5).
Boom!
The sharp whistle of the door opening signaled that the spatial pocket had been opened.
The young practitioners watched intently, their eyes filled with unparalleled greed. It was an ancient legacy, and only God knew what treasures lay ahead.
Raising the realm by several stages, legendary herbs, weapons, and techniques.
Each discovery could turn an ordinary mortal into a true expert.
Even Su Mingyue was slightly worried, as obtaining the legacy was not just a chance to gain fame or ascend to the heavens, but a matter of life and death.
He could not lose to anyone in order to obtain it!
As soon as the door was fully opened, many cultivators rushed through it and disappeared into the bright light.
Su Mingyue also didn't wait for everyone to enter, and he stepped into the bright light, disappearing.
Within a moment, the bright light that had blinded his eyes disappeared, and Su Mingyue was able to look around.
"It seems like this is the first stage of the trial"
He and all the practitioners who had entered found themselves in a spacious room with medieval-style architecture, and the faded colors of the walls, floor, and ceiling indicated that this place had been around for thousands of years.
In the center of the room was a five- or six-meter-high stele carved from black jade, with precious stones glittering along the edges, creating an unusually magical sight.