Chapter 292 Sending People to the Demon Realm

With Shen Lang, Lingxiao Sword Pavilion will not decline in the next hundred or thousand years.

His existence gives the disciples of the sect a goal and role model to strive for.

His strength and achievements also make other sects dare not look down on Lingxiao Sword Pavilion.

As long as he is there, Lingxiao Sword Pavilion will be able to stand firm in the world of cultivation and continue to inherit and develop.

The face of the sect elder was full of sorrow, and his eyes were full of sadness and helplessness.

He lowered his head slightly and said in a low voice:

"Master, I also hope that I am wrong. However, the fact is indeed so."

"The natal lamp is indeed extinguished, which means that Shen Lang...really encountered an accident."

The elder's voice trembled a little, and his mood was extremely heavy.

Xing Tianzi's body shook violently and he almost couldn't stand still.

He only felt a huge grief surged into his heart, making him almost unable to breathe.

He held the pillar next to him with his hand, and after a long time, he barely calmed himself down.

His face was pale, and his eyes revealed deep pain.

Emperor Xing was silent for a moment, then slowly said:

"Send someone to lead a team to the Demon Realm, and make sure to find out what happened. Shen Lang can't just die in obscurity."

"He is the pride of our Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, we must find out the cause of his death and seek justice for him."

No matter how much it costs, we must find out the truth of this matter.

Since we are going to send people to the Demon Realm, the news of Shen Lang's death cannot be concealed.

This news spread quickly in Lingxiao Sword Pavilion like a sudden storm.

Soon, all the disciples of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion knew this tragic news.

The whole sect was shrouded in a sad atmosphere.

The most difficult to accept this was the eighth senior brother.

When he heard the news of Shen Lang's death, he was struck by lightning and stood there.

His eyes were full of shock, grief and disbelief. He couldn't believe that Shen Lang, who had saved his life, had left the world like this.

If it weren't for Shen Lang's dedication to help him refine the elixir, he would have been a useless man with his dantian destroyed.

He still remembered that he was in despair and thought that his road to cultivation had ended.

However, Shen Lang did not hesitate to lend a helping hand.

He spent a lot of time and energy to refine precious elixirs for him.

With the help of Shen Lang, his dantian was repaired and he regained hope.

Now, he is as good as before, and even his cultivation is slowly improving.

All this was given to him by Shen Lang. His heart was full of gratitude and guilt.

He was grateful to Shen Lang for saving his life and felt guilty that he could not repay this kindness.

He silently swore in his heart that he must avenge Shen Lang and make those who hurt Shen Lang pay the price.

"Who killed Junior Brother Shen Lang? I want to avenge him!" The eighth senior brother shouted in grief, his face full of grief, and in this grief, with full anger.

His eyes were red, his fists were clenched tightly, and his body was trembling slightly because of anger.

He recalled every bit of his time with Shen Lang. Now, Shen Lang died inexplicably. How could he accept this? He wanted to find the murderer immediately and avenge Shen Lang.

After hearing the news, Xu Tianqi also hurried over.

His face was full of anxiety and worry, and there was a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

"Take me with you, I also want to avenge Senior Brother Shen Lang!" He said anxiously.

He couldn't believe that Shen Lang left them like this, he hoped it was just a misunderstanding.

"Is Senior Brother Shen Lang's natal lamp really extinguished? Could it be accidentally blown by the draft?" There was a tremor in his voice, how much he hoped it was just a false alarm.

After hearing what Xu Tianqi said, the elder of the sect smiled bitterly and said slowly:

"Child, you are too naive. It is the soul fire of the natal lamp that lights up the natal lamp. This soul fire is closely related to the life of the cultivator. If it is not the death of the body, how could it be extinguished?"

"The connection is extremely close. Once the cultivator encounters an accident, the soul fire of the natal lamp will be extinguished instantly. There is no other possibility."

"All foreign objects have no effect on the natal lamp."

The elder continued, "This natal lamp is based on the soul fire of the cultivator. Its existence is unique."

Let alone the draft, even if the mountains and rivers are displaced and the lakes flow backwards, it is impossible to blow out the natal lamp.

Its stability and reliability have been verified for countless years.

No external force can interfere with its normal operation unless the cultivator himself dies.

Xing Tianzi has calmed down at this time because he knew the news before them.

He stood there quietly, his face calm, but his eyes revealed a trace of barely perceptible sadness.

Seeing such excited disciples, he felt uncomfortable.

Those young faces were full of grief and anxiety. Their deep feelings for Shen Lang made Xing Tianzi both relieved and distressed.

"I was just about to send someone to the Demon Realm."

Xing Tianzi spoke slowly, his voice steady and powerful, "This time, Elder Fangcheng will lead the team. Xingjie, you will assist. The Demon Realm is different from other places."

"When you go out, you usually go to human cities and prefectures. In those places, even if there are occasional conflicts, you can judge who is right and who is not. However, the demon domain is a completely different world."

"The demon beasts there are not like human cultivators who care about face and reason. They follow their own survival rules, which are full of wildness and uncertainty."

"After you arrive in the demon domain, you may face various unknown dangers. Those demon beasts are powerful, and you may not be able to beat them. So, you must be extra careful."

Xing Tianzi's eyes fell on Xingjie, his eyes full of expectations and entrustment.

"Xingjie, as a senior brother, you must take good care of your junior brothers. This trip to the demon domain is a difficult and dangerous task. You must always be vigilant to ensure the safety of your junior brothers."

"Don't make any mistakes. You must not only find out the cause of Shen Lang's death, but also return safely. This is your responsibility and an explanation to Shen Lang."

Xing Tianzi's voice was serious and solemn. He knew the importance and danger of this mission and hoped that these disciples would act cautiously and complete their mission.

Maybe because he just lost a disciple, Xing Tianzi couldn't help but talk more this time.

His heart was full of worry and concern, and he was worried about the disciples who were about to go to the Demon Realm.

He looked at his eighth senior brother, his eyes full of concern and entrustment.

"This trip to the Demon Realm is full of dangers. You must be extra careful. No matter how many people you take out, you must bring them back in the same condition. This is your responsibility and your commitment to the sect."

Xing Tianzi's voice was low and powerful, and every word was full of his deep concern for his disciples.