He's a minor cannon fodder character who transmigrates into a novel and cultivates immortality,

Chapter 277 Ancient Demonic Spear

Continuing forward, you'll see an arched bridge made of jade, with a clear, babbling stream flowing beneath it.

White spiritual energy wafted over the stream, its water comparable to the finest spiritual spring water.

Upon arriving at this point, Yuan Song excitedly took out a jade bottle and filled it to the brim.

Wang Wen looked at Yuan Song with admiration in his eyes. He had also put on some show, but compared to Yuan Song's spatial jade bottle, he was still inferior.

The Shadow and Illusionary Harp of the Shadow Palace and the Heavenly Sound Sect also took a lot with excited expressions.

Seeing this, Zhang Feifei, Zhao Tianyu, Yun Che, Wang Mengya, Zuo Feng, and Xu Xian each took some as well.

Yun Che couldn't help but send a telepathic message to Zhao Tianyu, saying, "Senior brother, it would be great if the secret realm could stay open forever."

"Who do you think will inherit the title?"

Zhao Tianyu: "Xiao Che, don't act rashly."

"Things related to the inheritance of immortals are not something that we mere Nascent Soul stage cultivators can rashly pry into."

"Even the most good-tempered immortal would probably not tolerate being offended. Besides, prying into the realm of immortals is likely to invite backlash."

Yun Che: "Don't worry, senior brother, I know what I'm doing."

Zhao Tianyu: "The immortals are merciful. We are already blessed to have obtained some opportunities. As for the inheritance, there is no need to force it."

Yun Che nodded, his gaze sweeping over everyone as he guessed which of them would receive the inheritance.

After crossing the jade bridge, the group was greeted by a quiet bamboo forest with lush, tall bamboos.

The emerald green bamboo leaves are about the size of a palm, as thin as cicada wings. When a breeze blows, the bamboo leaves flutter up and down, making a rustling sound.

It looks unremarkable, but it is actually an extremely rare ritual implement, especially suitable for making musical instruments.

Huanqin's gaze lingered on the green bamboo frequently. Seeing that the others did not intend to linger, she did not stop either and left with the others.

Continuing forward, the group arrived at the foot of a mountain peak. The peak soared into the clouds, and the mountain was shrouded in mist and covered with rare herbs.

Upon reaching this point, Zhang Feifei, Zhao Tianyu, Yun Che, Wang Mengya, Wang Wen, Anying, Huanqin, Xuxian, Zuofeng, and Yuansong all felt somewhat dizzy.

Yuan Song strained his eyes, trying to identify and pick one or two medicinal herbs.

However, not to mention that the elixir itself has natural restrictions.

Even if you find him, you can't open it.

Moreover, he couldn't resist the overwhelming drowsiness.

Filled with a mixture of excitement and regret, Yuan Song collapsed onto a blue stone.

There was a loud bang.

If someone were to witness this scene, it would surely become a source of amusement.

However, everyone present was knocked down and fell to the ground. Although they were not as badly injured as Yuan Song, who had hit his head on a rock, they were not much better off.

Before Yuan Song collapsed, Zhang Feifei, Zhao Tianyu, Yun Che, Wang Mengya, Wang Wen, Anying, Huanqin, Xuxian, and Zuofeng had all fallen into a coma one after another.

Therefore, no one noticed that after Yuan Song fell into a coma, a beam of green light shot out from the green stone and entered Yuan Song's brow.

While unconscious, Yuan Song's consciousness entered a stone chamber.

The stone chamber was empty except for a huge blue stone tablet with three large characters, "Danhun Jue", swirling with blue light.

Yuan Song was immediately captivated.

Gods and Demons Tomb

cave

The Soul-Stealing Demon Lord and Yan Jiayu headed in the opposite direction from the cave.

The black mist concealed the two figures, preventing any spiritual detection.

In the deep, dark cave, it was pitch black.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, a small stone chamber appeared at the end of the passage.

In the very center of the stone chamber stands a snow-white stone platform, wider at the top and narrower at the bottom.

Above the stone platform, a spear several meters long floated.

The gun barrel and handle were both jet black. A space with a diameter of several meters was formed around the stone platform.

Within this space, there is no black mist that corrodes the soul and body.