Chapter 389 A "Line" Five Miles Wide

They jumped down from the bright high wall, ran forward for five miles, and then crashed into the dark fog. The fog flowers that were stirred up were flowers of life blooming in the extreme west of the human race.

The Demon Abyss was a place Lu Ya had never been to, and it was a place he didn't want to come to.

His idea was very simple, just to find a safe corner with his family and live his life well.

But he had to come. When Fang Shuyun sent him a message, he made a decision and rushed here day and night.

But seeing the disciples of Dayan Shengzong standing on the wall of Dayan Pass, and seeing the monks who threw themselves into the Demon Abyss without hesitation, Lu Ya suddenly understood.

The safe corner he pursued was only obtained by someone fighting for his life.

And on this vast continent, including the Demon Abyss, the Boundless Sea, and the Ten Thousand Monsters Cave, you can see the figures of the human race fighting against danger everywhere.

So Lu Ya knew in his heart that this continent had never been truly stable. It was just what he saw and thought was stable.

Dong Dong Dong, Dong Dong Dong~

The long and slow drum sound penetrated the magic fog below and reached Dayan Pass, but was quickly annihilated in the endless haze.

Following the drum sound, dozens of figures slowly walked out of the surging magic fog and walked to the dark land that was not covered by the magic fog. They relied on each other, with injuries on their bodies. The old man in the lead held a pitch-black rattle in his right hand.

The small drumsticks hanging on both sides of the drum body made distant drum sounds as the old man shook them.

The drum sound seemed to have magic power, which made people feel at ease.

When they saw the towering Dayan Pass, everyone in this mutually supportive team showed a smile of surviving a disaster, but it was only a moment before they returned to silence again.

At this moment, Lu Ya stood on the top of Dayan Pass, and just saw countless hunters rushing towards the Demon Abyss and the return of such a team of hunters.

On one side, there was a brilliant light, and on the other side, there was a raging demonic energy.

Life and death, in front of Dayan Pass, separated a "line" as wide as five miles.

This line was the knife marks cut by the Dayan Holy Sect and countless human cultivators with blood and life as knives in front of the Demon Abyss.

On this side of the line is the endless fertile land of the human race, and there are billions of human races.

And what about the other side of the line?

There are countless monsters, endless fighting, and never-ending hot blood.

Lu Ya stood on the top of the city, looking at the team of cultivators slowly moving towards Dayan Pass in the distance.

Their tired demeanor could not hide the passion in their hearts. I think the harvest of this hunting trip was quite satisfactory.

Not long after, that team of cultivators had passed the formation verification on Dayan Pass and came to the city wall not far from Lu Ya.

As soon as they got on the wall, the monks of the Great Yan Sheng Sect nearby greeted them, as if they were familiar with each other.

One monk asked the old man who was leading the group and holding a rattle: "Senior Luo, is your demon hunting trip going well?"

The old man turned his head rather woodenly, and after recognizing the person who spoke, he nodded slightly. The storage ring on his finger flashed, and a bulging animal skin bag fell to the ground.

"Wow, a bag full of magic cores! Senior Luo's demon hunting trip this time can be said to be a great harvest. Congratulations to Senior Luo and everyone."

The monk of the Great Yan Sheng Sect who spoke earlier was shocked at first, and then hurriedly congratulated.

"If we kill one more monster now, the demon tide in the future will be a little weaker. Senior Luo, let's follow the old rules. I will send the magic core to the Merit Hall for you."

The old man surnamed Luo nodded slightly, and then led the team slowly down the wall.

Lu Ya stood not far away, quietly listening to the exchange between the two parties, and gained a further understanding of Dayan Pass and the Demon Abyss.

It turned out that when the number of monsters in the Demon Abyss reached a certain level, a demon tide would form and attack Dayan Pass. Now this kind of demon hunting action can effectively reduce the number of monsters, delay the arrival of the demon tide, and weaken the intensity of the demon tide.

Lu Ya understood in his heart, and then he no longer hesitated. He stepped on the cliff and jumped down from the top of the city, heading towards the "line" in front.

"Wow, it's a lone traveler, with a late Jindan cultivation. It seems that this is the first time to come to our Dayan Pass. I wonder if he can walk out of the Demon Abyss alive."

On the city wall, a cultivator on duty saw Lu Ya's actions, first surprised, then took out the exploration tool he carried with him, shone a light on Lu Ya's back from a distance, and suddenly sighed.

"I don't think it's possible. A late Jindan cultivator would be able to establish a sect if he was placed behind the gate, but in the Demon Abyss, there are hundreds of ways to wipe out a Jindan cultivator."

"Hey, I hope he can come back."

The slightly low sigh quickly dissipated in the breeze on the top of the city.

Lu Ya naturally didn't know the discussion of the cultivators on the city wall behind him. As he got closer and closer to the Demon Abyss, he could sense that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, which used to be everywhere, was becoming thinner and thinner. That feeling was like "disgust". The spiritual energy of heaven and earth hated the Demon Abyss.

Lu Ya landed in front of the end of the "line". The ground under his feet was rough and hard, and there was a very faint smell of fishy and rotten in the air.

Lu Ya had reason to suspect that the ground under his feet was soaked with the blood of humans and monsters.

He stood in front of the Demon Mist. In front of him was the rolling black Demon Mist, and behind him was the Dayan City Gate. He looked into the Demon Mist and saw only shadows in it, nothing else.

I think it should be different from behind.

Thinking so, Lu Ya walked forward and slowly disappeared in the magic fog.

Woo~ Woo~

The sky of the Demon Abyss is gray, with black clouds floating in the sky, and the ground under his feet is also black.

After stepping into the Demon Abyss, Lu Ya can clearly feel that as a human cultivator, he is being resisted and rejected by the world of the Demon Abyss.

The reason should be the lack of spiritual energy of heaven and earth, which makes the human cultivators break into this place, just like breaking into a strange world.

Lu Ya's eyes are vigilant. Without the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, it means that all the means of the cultivators can only rely on their own mana. In this way, for the cultivators, the consumption of mana will become very terrifying, and they have to worry about the problem of insufficient mana and replenishment of mana all the time.

Lu Ya finally understood why those cultivators who hunt monsters are all in a team. In this case, having a team that can help each other is far better than a lone traveler alone.

After Lu Ya and Fang Shuyun communicated two days ago, the Wanli Qingsi cicada in Lu Ya's hand died completely, which means that the cicada in Fang Shuyun's hand also died.

After two days, it is unknown whether Fang Shuyun is still alive.

However, since he is here, Lu Ya does not intend to give up. He must see the person alive or the body dead.

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