Seeking Immortality in a Bizarre World

Chapter 837 - 831: Deceptive Words of Jia Ren? Ming Luo, the Trickster Ancestor

The Black Death Demon Realm is the territory of the Demonic Path and the Bizarre Path, hiding an unknown number of powerful beings; extra caution is required.

The Mimicry Phantom Body emerges, concealing its own presence, and Jia Ren transforms into a True Trickster Demon of the Bizarre Path.

A powerful Bizarre Path strong one is not an unknown figure, and a strange face will attract attention. Though the True Trickster Demon isn’t strong, it is not of the lowest rank.

The Bizarre Path True Demon he turned into rides a black wind, accompanied by sounds of ghostly wailing; any Bizarre Immortals and Trickster Demons encountered on the way, perceiving the intense aura of a True Trickster Demon, do not dare to obstruct.

Jia Ren surveys the Black Death Demon Realm, which differs from his last visit; it’s mostly led by the Demonic Path, with few Trickster Demons, mostly hiding their true identities.

Nowadays, Demon Immortals are almost extinct, while Trickster Demons are abundant; Demon Immortals have become a rarity.

Unquestionably, the Black Death Demon Realm has thoroughly become the domain of the Bizarre Path.

He did not imitate the Chaotic Immortal Realm by capturing Trickster Demons wholesale, to avoid unnecessary complications and not attract Ancestor-Level powerhouses.

After finding an empty area, he employed his methods.

"River of Time!"

Above Jia Ren’s head appears his own River of Time, searching constantly through reversed images until the figure of the Master of the Bizarre Hall is found.

Raising a hand, he forcibly grasps a strand of the opponent’s aura.

The Mimicry Phantom Body transforms into a Tracking Shadow Bizarre, inhaling this strand of aura.

In the sky, the image of Kun Mingyuan, the Master of the Bizarre Hall, appears, seated atop a black-haired palace, with Trickster Demons emitting Bizarre Qi below.

The table is adorned with unidentified bizarre items; lips move subtly, seemingly engaged in a transaction, exchanging intelligence.

Jia Ren is not unfamiliar with the scene; years ago, he participated in a transaction at the Bizarre Hall. Regardless of the years passed, Kun Mingyuan still conducts his old trade.

Finding Senior Brother conveniently, he uses him to trace Lord Mingluo.

Illusory footprints appear, leading towards the Bizarre Hall’s location.

Excellent!

With joy on his face, Jia Ren is about to trace his way forward.

In the illusory image, the Master of the Bizarre Hall seems to sense something, lifting his head, furrowing his brow, gripping a black long knife, and swinging it remotely.

The next moment, the scene observed by the Tracking Shadow Bizarre is interrupted, as if a sharp blade severs the connection, slashing through the void towards him.

Clang!

The black blade cuts across Jia Ren’s body remotely, like slicing Metal Stone, producing a metallic clashing sound.

The Bizarre Dao magic artifact leaves not a scratch on him; amidst the dissipating image, the black long knife shatters instead.

The single slash failed to harm the target in the slightest, yet this Superior Grade Trickster Demon artifact was destroyed...

The Master of the Bizarre Hall reveals a look of bewilderment and disbelief in his eyes.

Unquestionably, the incoming individual possesses extremely powerful prowess, far beyond his ability to contend.

Without hesitation, he controls the black palace to dissolve into countless black hairs, burrowing into the earth and vanishing.

Jia Ren connects the captured image with his spirit, transforming the laws of mimicry into the spatial law of the bizarre.

In the next moment, he spans across space, arriving over thirty million miles away.

The earth opens a gap, countless black hairs wriggle into the underground, the surface heals under an unseen force, leaving no trace.

Arriving a step late would make all anomalies and traces vanish, leaving nothing to trace.

"Arrived just in time."

Jia Ren lands in the area where the black palace vanished, quietly transforming the power of law into the Law of Earth, gently stomping on the ground.

The surface flows like water, a convergence of invisible forces, ready to erupt.

Boom!

The earth erupts like a volcano, a bizarre palace with black hairs flies out of the gap, precisely the vanished Bizarre Hall.

Jia Ren flies out, grabbing the black hairs and the palace attached to them, his tiny form akin to an ant compared to the palace.

Grasping the palace where black hairs belong, this ant effortlessly lifts it, smashing it into the depths of the earth.

"What on earth... has happened?"

Within the Bizarre Hall, Trickster Demon Immortals left behind still haven’t reacted to the situation but feel a destructive force closing in.

In the next moment, the protective measures of the Bizarre Hall are torn apart without resistance, a pale hand penetrating decisively, all obstacles fragile as paper thwarted the invasion.

They are both shocked and frightened, staring at the black-robed Trickster Demon walking through the gap.

"Bizarre Path True Demon?"

What a joke?

Such power couldn’t possibly be of a True Demon; at least, it’s of the Daluo Guixian level.

Unfazed by the helpless and frightened eyes, Jia Ren, resembling a great demon king’s descent, fixes his gaze on the hooded and faceless figure of the Master of the Bizarre Hall.

"Who are you?"

"I don’t recall having grievances with you."

The Master of the Bizarre Hall’s voice carries a hoarse tone, a touch of uncontrollable rage.

Having grudges is one thing, but what’s the grievance leading him here without enmity?

"My father is the Black Sand Demon Venerate; could you let me go?"

The Trickster Demon present at the transaction seeks to escape trouble summoned by the Master of the Bizarre Hall, with no desire to get involved, only wanting to leave quickly.

Upon Jia Ren’s hand emerges the Xuantian Suppressing Immortal Demon Tower Mark, an overwhelming suction erupts from his palm, devouring petrified figures into his hand, vanishing.

"No, it’s a Daluo Guixian?!"

"Spare me, Trickster Venerate!"

One after another, the figures were unable to resist the pull of the Profound Heaven Suppressing Immortal Demon Pagoda, and apart from the Master of the Bizarre Hall, everyone entered the pagoda.

The prime opportunity to capture a working bizarre demon must not be missed when encountered.

"Senior Brother, long time no see, hope you’ve been well."

After clearing away the miscellaneous fish, Jia Ren spoke with a smile.

When the words ’Senior Brother’ were uttered, the Master of the Bizarre Hall, Kun Mingyuan, seemed to realize something and his pupils shrunk: "Are you Jia..."

The rest of the words remained unspoken as he kept silent.

The strong ones of the Bizarre Path have included the name Jia Ren into a special bizarre speech; anyone who utters Jia Ren’s name will trigger a sense in this powerful Ancestor of the Deceptive Path.

Jia Ren had stayed steadily in the Lower Realm for many years, which is why no one dared to call his name directly, and many, unaware of the corresponding title, used Supreme Elder or Patriarch as an alias.

This helped him avoid the calamity of Ancestor of the Deceptive Path descending to the mortal world.

"Why are you looking for me?"

Kun Mingyuan sensed the terrifying blood Qi that flashed by the other; the aura leaking from proving the Dao at the Fourth Mystical Barrier could not be disguised and indeed was real.

Having confirmed the identity of the visitor, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

The pressure brought by Jia Ren was immense; if he were an enemy, even trying to escape wouldn’t be easy.

"Where is Master Ming Luo?"

"I’ve been inducted for so long and have yet to meet him, the elder."

Jia Ren wouldn’t reveal that he was entrusted by someone, who knows if reporting the Dao Ancestor of the North Cold Immortal Palace, whom he has never met, would cause Ming Luo to directly flee.

Having been inducted for a long time without seeing Ming Luo, he specially came to find his master, which is normal.

Kun Mingyuan opened his mouth but ultimately did not utter that the master was dead.

This statement can only deceive outsiders and will not lie to insiders.

Even Lord Mingluo would like to meet the recent star disciple sought after by the powers returning from the Nether Domain, and entities like Immortal, Trickster, Demon, Monster, and Buddha are searching for.

"Follow me then!"

"The master has long wanted to meet you."

The Bizarre Hall stealthily slipped underground, opening the special passage below, stealthily disappearing without a trace.

After proceeding for an unknown time, the dark hall’s door opened, revealing a deep tunnel leading who knows where.

Kun Mingyuan walked ahead, voluntarily leading the way.

This was an equally dark hall, its interior and exterior isolated, self-contained, unable to interact with the outside world once within.

Jia Ren’s body quietly transformed, following Kun Mingyuan into the hall as a blood and flesh clone, rather than his true self.

Uncertain if Ming Luo was colluding with the Ancestor of the Deceptive Path, or if he might notify other ancestors of the path of his arrival?

For a master he had never met, he lacked a foundation of trust and was unwilling to risk his own life.

Kun Mingyuan did not notice Jia Ren’s anomaly, the two went one after another into the depths of the dark hall.

In the center of the hall was a pool filled with milky white spring water, emanating special and strange power.

The milky white spring water was soaked with droplets of black blood, resembling solid black gems, not blended within.

The black blood squirmed as if alive, with a vigorous aura.

"This is my resurrection point; if I die outside, I can rely on this spring water to be reborn through the blood."

"However, without obtaining leftover information from the outside world, the memory after resurrection only stays at the time when the essence blood was left."

Kun Mingyuan frankly revealed the pool’s purpose without holding back.

The path of proving the Dao by strength can only revive in place, easily targeted and sealed by enemies.

Preparing resurrection points ahead of time for rebirth through blood avoids in-place resurrection, eluding the fate of being sealed by others.

Resurrection point through rebirth of blood?

Indeed, a good idea.

Before reaching the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm, Jia Ren can prepare similar contingencies, though now, this tactic is less useful.

With the Dantian World restored to peak condition, he can arrange anchor points; next time the Dantian World faces issues, he can leverage the anchor point for revival, sparing the trouble of repairing the Dantian World.

Kun Mingyuan cupped his hands in greeting towards the hall: "Master, this is the Junior Brother Jia I mentioned to you."

"The forces of Immortal, Demon, Trickster, Monster, Buddha, etc. are all seeking his whereabouts, so I specifically brought him here."

The stone door of the rear hall opened; an ancient voice emanated from the rear hall: "Come in!"

Kun Mingyuan and Jia Ren’s blood and flesh clone entered the rear hall.

An elderly, gaunt old man sat withered in place, skeletal thin, emitting a dense aura of the Bizarre Path.

Lord Mingluo had already embraced the bizarre Great Dao, transforming himself into the Ancestor of the Bizarre Path.

Has he turned to cultivating the Bizarre Path upon realizing he couldn’t break through the Fifth Profound Barrier?

Two wax-like Demon Immortals sat cross-legged beside him, resembling statues, also possessing the aura of Ancestor-level of the Deceptive Path.

Lord Mingluo’s eyes were dark, like flickering candle flames; his gaze haunting, he scrutinized the disciple he had never before encountered.

"You are indeed cautious!"

"Even facing your master, you resort to meeting through a clone."

"Are you worried that this Dao Ancestor would devour you?"

Lord Mingluo cracked a cynical smile, cold and gloomy.

At that moment, the blood within the clone nearly stagnated, simply because a pair of withered hands grasped his shoulder.