In Zhaori City, the magnificent City Lord's Mansion was brightly lit. In the middle of the main hall sat a large white-haired old man. The old man's face was as black as charcoal, and his entire body emitted a terrifying aura, like a volcano that could erupt at any moment. This volcano was already emitting smoke, and its sharp gaze seemed to be about to explode the heads of everyone present. The cultivators present didn't dare to reveal their auras. Their buttocks trembled as they touched the chair. They didn't dare to sit down properly. They bent down and closed their chrysanthemums. They lowered their eyebrows and drooped their heads.

"Rubbish, a bunch of useless rubbish, so many people actually can't catch a little demon, what's the use of you!" The white-haired old man shouted harshly, and this sentence had been repeated N times.

Right at this moment, a cultivator hurriedly ran into the hall and anxiously said, "Reporting to the City Lord, something is wrong. The Spirit Devouring Bugs are reproducing too quickly, they can't be controlled at all!"

The white-haired old man stood up in horror. His old face trembled as he said fiercely, "Despicable demon race, hurry up and call back all the city guards. Kill the Spirit Devouring Bugs with all your might. You must preserve your spirit veins … Also, immediately ask the various sects and aristocratic families for help and ask them to send people to help eliminate the bugs!"

"Go, trash! Hurry up and go! If my spirit veins are destroyed, I won't spare you!" The white-haired old man shouted loudly.

All the rice buckets in the hall immediately dispersed, and they hurriedly ran to the spirit veins to join the army of insects. Most of the city walls were built on the Great Spirit Vein, and Zhaori City was no exception. The Spirit Vein was the soul of this city wall. If the Spirit Vein was destroyed, then half of this city would be crippled. Without the endless spiritual veins, the spiritual energy in the air would become more and more scarce. Without the spiritual energy, cultivators would not be able to advance an inch or even their cultivation realms would collapse. The consequences would be unimaginable.

The white-haired old man stood on the hall and walked back and forth. He gritted his teeth and said, "Damn demon race, they actually came to Chongming Island to cause trouble. If my spiritual veins were destroyed, I would definitely not spare you no matter what. Damn little demon, let this old man catch you. I will definitely extract your soul, refine your soul, and peel off your skin to light the lamp!"

The sun had already risen high. A group of Heavenly Wind Condors were shuttling through the clouds. Ning Yun was nestled in Chu Jun's embrace and rode on one of the other fourteen. Apart from Wu Yanshou, the other knights were all wearing black cloaks. The group flew towards the northeast for two hours. It was nearly a thousand miles away from Zhaori City. One of the Heavenly Wind Condors suddenly left the group and descended into the mountain range below.

"Old Witch, keep flying. We'll catch up later!" Chu Junfen added.

Wu Yanshou's eyes lit up and he nodded, "Yes, Master Chu!"

Chu Jun slapped the Heavenly Wind Condor and descended into the clouds. He caught up with the Heavenly Wind Condor that had left the team first. The knight on the condor turned around and landed in a valley. He lightly jumped to the ground and took off the hood of his cloak, revealing a baby face made of pink and jade. It was Tong Tong.

Chu Jun and Ning Yun put away their mounts and landed on the ground. Tong Tong went up to greet them, took off the sharp piece of false ear from their ears, and laughed proudly, "Those city guards that were investigating were so stupid that they were dumb to death!"

Chu Jun said with a serious face, "Something happened to the Spirit Vein of Zhaori City. Did you do it?"

Tong Tong curled her lips and said, "I did it. I just threw a few Spirit Devouring Bugs!"

"You … are so despicable!" Ning Yun scolded angrily.

Tong Tong indifferently shrugged her shoulders and said, "My mission is to destroy and cause trouble for you humans!"

Chu Jun's eyes lit up as he coldly said, "So, your demon race is going to wage war on humans?"

"Hehe, I'm afraid Bing Yun Zhou is already in the possession of our demon race!" Tong Tong said proudly.

Ning Yun sneered and said, "Daydream on. Our human experts are like clouds. The little demon race wants to occupy Frozen Continent!"

Tong Tong's eyes widened as she snorted, "We'll see. At that time, the entire human realm will be under the control of our demon race. The Nine Dragons Divine Cauldron is something that our Demon Emperor is determined to obtain!"

"Demon Emperor?" Chu Jun raised his eyebrows.

Tong Tong's eyes were filled with reverence and admiration as she said, "Your Majesty the Demon Emperor is very talented. His cultivation is invincible under the heavens. It will be sooner or later for him to conquer the Three Realms!"

"Bullshit!" Ning Yun sneered, "The world is invincible. He is not afraid that the wind will flash his tongue. What kind of bullshit Demon Emperor? The Nine Kings will beat him to the point that he will find his teeth all over the ground!"

Tong Tong said angrily, "If you have the guts, say it again!"

Just as Ning Yun was about to face him head-on, Chu Jun waved his hand and said, "Tong Tong!"

"Huh?" Tong Tong immediately put on a sweet smile and looked at Chu Jun. Chu Jun said in a deep voice, "You saved my life and Yu'er's. Now that I've saved you twice, no one owes you anymore. You can leave now. I won't be polite to you the next time we meet. The demons dare to offend me, so kill them without mercy!"

Tong Tong's expression changed again and again. Seeing this, Ning Yun's heart was filled with joy. He proudly said, "Did you hear that? Get lost, or else I won't be polite to you!"

"Alright, you guys wait!" Tong Tong hatefully stomped her feet and said, "When our demon race dominates the Three Realms, Ning Yun, I want you to kneel down and lick my toes, and you … Chu Jun, I'll make you regret offending me today!" With that, he turned around and disappeared into the depths of the bushes.

"Dream on, witch!" Ning Yun spat and pinched Chu Jun with a grudge, "This demonic woman wants to destroy her spirit veins, but you still need to help her!"

Chu Jun sighed and said, "She once saved your sister Yu'er and me. The grudge between the husband and me is clear. This time, it can be considered as returning her favor!"

Ning Yun stood on tiptoe and smelled a mouthful of fragrance on Chu Jun's face. He said softly, "I'm not really blaming you, it's just that I can't anger her arrogant appearance!"

Chu Jun kissed Ning Yun's nose and raised his head to look at the sky. "The demons have already begun to move. The ghosts should not be willing to be lonely either. Chaos is about to erupt, and the mountains and rains are about to fill the building!"

Ning Yun snuggled into Chu Jun's embrace and said softly, "As long as you're by my side, I'm not afraid of anything!"

Chu Jun gently hugged Wen Cun for a while before he turned around and stepped onto his mount, chasing after Wu Yanshou and the others.

When dusk fell on the dangerous mountain peak, Chu Jun and his group landed on a gentle hillside. Wild flowers were everywhere on the hillside, and the butterflies flew away. A clear river flowed at the foot of the mountain wave. A gentle breeze blew, and the setting sun stopped on the butterflies' wings. The stamens of the flowers saw it deeply and flew away.

"So beautiful!" Seeing such a beautiful scene, Ning Yun, who was soaked in love, immediately threw herself into the sea of flowers cheerfully. Alright, where there are women, there are Jianghu. Yu Jia and the others don't set up camp anymore. They quickly release the innocence and romance of a young girl and join the team of butterfly picking flowers.

Chu Jun rubbed his chin and exchanged a glance with the only witch of his kind who had prolonged his life. He pulled out a magnificent fourth-grade lightning dragon sword and began to clean up the weeds. It was rare for Yun'er to be so happy, so let her go. Chu Jun used the autumn wind to sweep away the leaves and cut off the wild flowers and weeds that were almost a person's height in the vicinity, causing them to become extremely hot. Wu Yanshou worked, While sneaking a glance at Chu Jun's back, he said, After spending time together, he discovered that Chu Jun was very special, but it was hard to describe. It was a habitual temperament emanating from within. His world outlook and values were completely different from those of others. It was truly unbelievable and incomprehensible to think that he would send the twelve Half-Spirit Race women home within a hundred thousand kilometers.

"Old Witch, what is that?" Chu Jun suddenly straightened his waist and pointed towards the distance.

Wu Yanshou escaped Chu Jun's gaze and saw a ball of yellow mist spreading across the mountainside like a net from a distant mountain peak, appearing extremely strange.

"That's a miasma. It's a mixture of rotting and degenerated plant methane into the air. It's not very toxic. Master Chu doesn't need to worry!" Wu Yanshou smiled.

Chu Jun couldn't help but be interested and asked, "Miasma is divided into different types?"

Wu Yanshou felt contempt in his heart, but a fawning smile appeared on his face as he said, "Depending on the terrain, plant species, and other reasons, the miasma varies greatly. It is hard to tell how many species there are." This place was already close to the wilderness of the continental boundary between the two continents. The terrain was low and humid, so there was a lot of miasma, and there were many different kinds of miasma. As far as I know, the Peach Blossom Miasma and the Black Wind Miasma are the most powerful! "

Wu Yanshou saw that Chu Jun was listening attentively and paused for a moment before continuing, "The peach blossom miasma is a kind of pink miasma. It is very recognizable. Inhalers will have the illusion of having fun with others until they die of exhaustion. It is very strange. This miasma usually appears in February or March when peach blossoms are in full bloom. It is already mid-autumn, so they should not encounter it!"

Chu Jun couldn't help but sweat and asked, "What about the Black Wind Miasma?"

'"Black Wind Miasma can cover more than ten kilometers when it rages, and it moves quickly. A black mist blows like the wind, so it is called Black Wind. It is extremely poisonous. Even level three or four spirit beasts will have to flee when they encounter it, and even if they inhale it, they will die!" Wu Yanshou said with a trace of fear on his face, "No one knows how this Black Wind Miasma came about. Anyway, the Desolate Plains of the Continent can encounter Black Wind Miasma all year round!"

"Alright, how long will it take to cross this vast continent?" Chu Jun asked.

Wu Yanshou seemed to be very familiar with this area and said directly, "About half a month. About 50,000 to 60,000 kilometers away, there is a 20,000 to 30,000 kilometer stretch of water in the middle!"

Chu Jun grunted and stopped talking. Wu Yanshou reminded him, "Lord Chu, the desolate and barren land of the continent is a place that doesn't care about anything. Killing and robbing treasures happen every day. At the same time, it is also a place where high-grade spirit beasts reside. Throughout the ages, there have been countless cultivators who have perished here, and there are many Nascent Soul experts among them."

Chu Jun's heart skipped a beat as he said indifferently, "Isn't the continent a zone of death!"

"It can be said that, so for the sake of safety, most xiuzhe will choose to wait at the Immortal Cultivator Guild in the nearby city square. They will team up with other xiuzhe to cross the continent boundary. They will arrive at Mingzhao City in a hurry tomorrow. Master Chu can also team up with others at the Immortal Cultivator Guild in the city!" Wu Yanshou suggested.

Chu Jun replied noncommittally.