Seven Mysterious Spaces: My Rise to Power in the Cultivation World

Chapter 194 Entering the Valley to Rescue the Child, Perilous Situation

Sunset Valley, just as its name suggests, is dyed blood red by the setting sun, resembling the gaping maw of a giant beast, waiting for its prey to arrive.

At the entrance to the valley, mist filled the air, and a chilling aura swept over, sending shivers down one's spine.

Zhuang Yu stepped into the valley, his feet sinking into the wet, slippery leaves and mud, making a "rustling" sound that was particularly clear in the silent valley.

He took a deep breath; the damp, rotten smell in the air made him frown.

He cautiously looked around. The towering cliffs blocked out the sun, and in the thick fog, the jagged rocks seemed ready to pounce at any moment, casting a strange sense of crisis over him.

His keen senses told him that things weren't as peaceful as they seemed.

Wang Yao followed closely behind Zhuang Yu, the mist swirling around her, making her appear even more petite and delicate.

The eeriness of the valley made her uneasy, but she had an almost blind trust in Zhuang Yu, and felt at ease as long as she followed behind him.

"Halt!" A domineering shout shattered the tranquility of the valley.

Two figures slowly appeared in the thick fog; they were none other than True Monarch Qingyan and Xiao Hong.

Qingyan Zhenjun stared greedily at Zhuang Yu, like a hungry wolf eyeing its prey.

"Kid, I heard you're also looking for that divine beast cub? If you know what's good for you, hand it over obediently, or you'll suffer some physical pain!"

Zhuang Yu stepped forward, shielding Wang Yao behind him, his eyes resolute.

"Anyone can find a mythical beast cub, so why should I hand it over?"

Upon hearing this, True Lord Qingyan burst into laughter, the sound echoing through the valley and sending chills down one's spine.

"Why should I? Because I am a Nascent Soul cultivator! In this Sunset Valley, I am the one who calls the shots!"

The air was thick with the smell of gunpowder, and the atmosphere was tense and on the verge of conflict.

Zhuang Yu's lips curled up slightly, revealing a cold smile.

"Really? Then I'm afraid you'll be disappointed."

True Monarch Qingyan's face darkened. "You won't listen to reason, so you'll have to suffer the consequences! Little Red, get on board!"

True Monarch Qingyan made the first move, and a burst of scorching flames instantly surged from his fiery red palm, sweeping over like a volcanic eruption.

Wherever the flames passed, the air was scorched and distorted, making a crackling sound.

Qingyan Zhenjun's

Zhuang Yu remained unmoved. He focused his mind and, with a flash of light in his hand, took out a magical artifact from the mysterious space.

This magical artifact is a small jade mirror, its surface shimmering with a faint silver light, like a bright moon.

Zhuang Yu waved his hand gently, and the mirror shone brightly, meeting the flames of True Monarch Qingyan.

The two collided with a loud "boom," and the flames seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, turning into sparks that scattered all around, filling the air with the smell of burning.

Upon seeing this, True Monarch Qingyan's expression changed drastically. "This kid... actually has such a powerful magic weapon?" His voice carried a hint of disbelief, yet he could not hide the shock in his heart.

Seeing Zhuang Yu handle the situation calmly, Wang Yao's eyes were filled with admiration and respect.

She clenched her fists, cheering Zhuang Yu on. Although her body trembled slightly, her heart was filled with unwavering determination.

Seeing this, Qingyan Zhenjun's disciple Xiaohong was not to be outdone and quickly launched an attack on Zhuang Yu.

His movements were as swift as the wind, a short sword in his hand gleaming with cold light, his actions cunning and unpredictable, seemingly omnipresent.

The short sword pierced Zhuang Yu's vital points, each strike accurate and swift.

Zhuang Yu initially struggled to defend himself, but he quickly adapted, dodging attacks with perfect timing, leaving the onlookers breathless.

Just as Xiao Hong swung her sword to stab again, Zhuang Yu suddenly swung his hand back, and a powerful spiritual force burst forth from his hand.

The spiritual energy, like an invisible blade, struck Xiao Hong directly in the chest.

Xiao Hong was jolted back several steps by the force, letting out a muffled groan as her face instantly turned pale.

He managed to steady himself.

Seeing this, True Monarch Qingyan frowned even more, his anger and resentment growing stronger.

His icy gaze swept over Zhuang Yu, a cruel smile playing on his lips: "Kid, you think you've won this?"

Zhuang Yu's gaze was firm and cold. He slowly raised his hand, gathering a new power at his fingertips, his eyes flashing with an impending burst of light.

Zhuang Yu pressed his advantage, rapidly forming hand seals while chanting incantations.

A powerful spiritual force surged within him, causing the surrounding air to tremble violently.

"Nine Heavens Profound Thunder Technique!" Zhuang Yu roared, and a dazzling bolt of lightning burst forth from his fingertips, like a roaring thunder dragon, carrying a world-destroying momentum, heading straight for True Monarch Qingyan.

The lightning was extremely fast. Qingyan Zhenjun only had time to set up a defensive barrier before being struck head-on by the lightning.

With a deafening roar, lightning exploded, transforming into countless tiny arcs of electricity that enveloped True Monarch Qingyan.

The defensive barrier of True Monarch Qingyan shattered instantly. He groaned and was knocked back several steps by the powerful impact. A corner of his robe was scorched by the lightning, emitting a burnt smell.

He scrambled to his feet, his face ashen.

"This... how is this possible?" True Monarch Qingyan could hardly hide his inner horror. He had never imagined that a cultivator in the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm could unleash such a powerful technique.

Zhuang Yu stood proudly, his eyes as cold as ice, emanating a powerful aura, like a war god looking down upon the world.

He slowly withdrew his hand, and the surrounding air gradually returned to calm, with only a faint aura of lightning remaining.

Wang Yao's eyes were filled with admiration and love when she saw Zhuang Yu displaying his great power.

She rushed to Zhuang Yu's side, her eyes sparkling with excitement, gently took his arm, and said softly, "Young Master, you are amazing!"

Zhuang Yu felt Wang Yao's tenderness, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart.

He looked down at Wang Yao, a gentle smile playing on his lips.

"It's nothing, just a little trick." He gently patted Wang Yao's hand.

However, at that moment, a strange movement suddenly came from the depths of the valley. The ground began to tremble slightly, and a powerful aura slowly rose from the bottom of the valley...

"Not good!" Zhuang Yu's expression changed, and he turned his gaze to the depths of the valley, saying in a deep voice.

Zhuang Yu did not press his advantage. His deep eyes swept over the ashen-faced True Monarch Qingyan, and a meaningful smile appeared on his lips.

"True Lord Qingyan, we both came here for the divine beast cub, why fight here? Why not call a truce and venture deeper into the valley together, each relying on our own abilities?"

Upon hearing this, both True Monarch Qingyan and Xiaohong were taken aback, their faces filled with astonishment, clearly not expecting Zhuang Yu to make such a suggestion.

Suspicion flickered in Qingyan Zhenjun's eyes as he carefully examined Zhuang Yu, trying to see through the true intentions behind his words.

He really didn't understand why Zhuang Yu, who clearly had the upper hand, would suddenly propose a truce.

Is this kid plotting something?

But the situation is unfavorable to him at the moment, and if a fight really breaks out, he will probably not gain any advantage.

Xiao Hong was even more puzzled. He kept glancing at Zhuang Yu and then at his master, his eyes filled with doubt.

"Hmph," True Monarch Qingyan snorted coldly, his voice tinged with resentment, "You're smart enough to know what's good for you! But I won't hold back. We'll see who has the better skills then!"

Zhuang Yu shrugged noncommittally, indicating his agreement.

He turned to look at Wang Yao, who was gazing at him with adoring eyes.

Zhuang Yu smiled slightly at her, indicating that she could rest assured.

"Let's go." After saying that, Zhuang Yu took the lead and walked into the depths of the valley.

Wang Yao followed closely behind, and after a moment's hesitation, Qingyan Zhenjun and Xiao Hong also followed.

The group continued onward, but the fog in the depths of the valley grew thicker and the visibility decreased.

A faint fishy smell filled the air, making people feel depressed.

The ground beneath my feet was damp mud, soft and slippery, and occasionally I would slip.

"Be careful," Zhuang Yu whispered a warning, his voice now carrying a hint of caution, no longer as relaxed as before.

Wang Yao followed closely behind him, while Xiao Hong followed closely behind Qingyan Zhenjun, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

Suddenly, a deep roar came from the depths of the valley, like the roar of an ancient beast, which made the valley tremble slightly.

The roar carried a strong sense of oppression, making one's heart pound.

Everyone stopped in their tracks, their expressions changing simultaneously.

"This is..." True Monarch Qingyan's expression turned solemn. He sensed that this aura was exceptionally powerful and could not be emitted by an ordinary demon beast.

Zhuang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze fixed on the depths of the valley, a hint of excitement flickering within him.

Wang Yao tugged at Zhuang Yu's sleeve, her expression somewhat worried.

Zhuang Yu took her hand and patted it gently, indicating that she didn't need to be afraid.

"It seems there's something even more interesting waiting for us deep within this valley." Zhuang Yu's lips curled into a slight smile.