After Yang Yifei dived for a while, he swept his mind and found that there was no gray dolphin nearby. He knew that he had reached the depths, so he collected his spiritual power. Now he didn't even fluctuate his spiritual power, and he became even more silent.

Turning around, I saw a series of scattered palaces and pavilions around me. Looking at the architectural style, it was quite similar to the Central Plains, but in subtle places, such as the eaves of windows, eaves, and from time to time, I saw some beast carvings, but they were not found in the Central Plains.

Obviously, in the past eight hundred years, the Burning Valley has also been influenced by the rough customs of the southern border.

It is now quiet, and compared with the noise and bustle around it, there is even more silence.

At this time, all the disciples of Fenxiang Valley gathered to the periphery, and Yang Yifei dived deeper without any scruples.

With the ability to cover the spherical range with a radius of more than 200 meters, he can grasp the surrounding situation in time and move with teleportation magic. His body flashes again and again, and several miles away passes in an instant, just like the shrinking ground of the immortals in the mythical world.

But in a short while, Yang Yifei had to stop. Under the night, more than a dozen paths were large or small, connected to each other, scattering like human bloodlines, and penetrated deep into the darkness deep in the Burning Valley.

Yang Yifei scratched his head. In the original work, Li Xun and Yan Hong led Gui Li's way. What should he do? Could it be that one road test? This is naturally unreliable.

There was no way, so he could only catch a disciple of Burning Xiang Valley and find the way to Xuanhuo Altar in their minds.

It was just like that. When he was planning to catch a disciple of Burning Xiang Valley outside, a figure appeared in his mind power and was coming in his direction.

Yang Yifei disappeared from the spot without saying a word. When he appeared again, he had already reached a bush. He then retracted his mind and restrained his breath with all his strength.

The visitor was Li Xun who was preparing to go to Xuanhuo Temple to invite Shangguan Ce. He flew over at a very fast speed and rushed over along a small path.

Yang Yifei grinned, wrapped himself with his thoughts, and followed Li Xun like a ghost and flew forward.

The path is quiet, but it is unexpectedly long. Yang Yifei did not float far on this road, and no other houses could be seen around him.

The road is surrounded by trees, flowers and plants. The night wind blows. Under the glory of the moon in the sky, the shadows of the trees sway, looking like some demon dancing, revealing a hint of weirdness.

Burning Xiang Valley covers a huge area, and this path looks winding and leads to the depths of the valley.

Suddenly, a white square object suddenly appeared beside the road ahead. Yang Yifei looked closely and saw a stone tablet with two lines of eight characters engraved on it: Xuanhuo Di, the disciple stopped.

Yang Yifei raised a smile on his lips, found it, without hesitation, he went straight over the stone tablet and floated in.

Although the stone tablet looks ordinary, it seems to be a dividing line. After passing the stone tablet, although the path still extends forward in a winding way, the trees, flowers and plants on both sides of the road are obviously much less.

First, the grass on the ground gradually disappeared, then the low shrubs, and finally even the originally dense trees on both sides gradually became sparse.

Not to mention that the ground began to crack, even the remaining few trees turned yellow and the branches of the trees seemed to be extremely lack of water nearby and the land was burnt.

Following the path, reaching the end, and turning a bend, even Yang Yifei, who had already known all this, couldn't help but look amazed.

There was a large open space ahead, and a heat wave that was blowing from nowhere came to Yang Yifei almost felt like he had come to the River of Fire.

In the center of the open space, there was a huge circular altar, with the bottom hanging in the air, and huge stone pillars made of thirteen white jades supported the entire altar.

Among them, there are twelve white jade pillars at the edge of the altar, each of which is as thick as two people hugging each other. The thickest white jade pillar in the middle of the altar seems to require at least five or six people to hug each other.

And above the altar, all buildings are made of a strange red stone, and the steps and railings are all like this.

In the center of the altar, a tall and majestic hall stands, taking the shape of a pagoda, with three floors in total. Each floor is about half smaller than the next floor, but each floor looks almost ten feet high.

From a distance, the altar was like a huge burning red flame, piercing the sky. Yang Yifei was almost like an ant under this altar, extremely small.

Yang Yifei secretly opened the flames to resist the halo, and the extremely scorching aura disappeared without a trace, and then he floated over quietly.

Apart from the Xuanhuo Altar in front of you, there was an empty space. Without any cover, Yang Yifei floated to the bottom of the Xuanhuo Altar and hid behind a thick white jade pillar, waiting for Shangguan Ce to leave.

It seems that the Ghost King and the others are doing well. Since Yun Yilan sent someone to hire Shangguan Ce, it proved that the war was extremely unfavorable to Fenxiang Valley.

It’s not that Yang Yifei is afraid of Shangguan Ce. His main purpose here is to save people. If he faces Shangguan Ce, it will inevitably lead to problems. If he cannot kill Shangguan Ce quickly, he may be in danger of failure.

After all, Xuanhuo Hall is Shangguan Ce's home court, and there are the Eight Evil Xuanhuo Arrays here, and Xiaobai is locked up in Xuanhuo Hall. If this guy has any means to kill Xiaobai, Yang Yifei will be stupid.

Yang Yifei didn't wait long before he heard footsteps, and an old voice asked, "Do you know which sect the Demon Cult is coming?"

Li Xun said respectfully: "From their magic weapons, they should be people from the Ghost King Sect."

Shangguan Ce's eyes condensed. He thought of the place where the Ghost King Sect's headquarters was located. He had a vague guess in his heart. Could it be because of the fox demon clan?

Yang Yifei waited patiently for a while until the two left Xuanhuo Altar. Shangguan Ce waved his sleeves and turned into a gray light and swept into the sky. He went far away and walked out of his hiding place.

Without delaying for a moment, Yang Yifei flashed and appeared in front of the red palace on the Xuanhuo Altar.

The entire tower-shaped altar had no window, and it was surrounded by huge red stones. There was only a door that was ten feet high and six feet wide at the bottom.

Although this door is painted with red paint, it is still different from the surrounding stone walls. It is a wooden door. I think so. If it is even the entrance and exit, the stone door is extremely heavy, it must be very troublesome.

Yang Yifei was wearing a fire-resistant halo, and cast a "ice armor" on himself, plus a "bone shield" of the necromancer.

The bone shield can absorb melee damage, while the ice armor enhances physical defense, and will also fire ice bombs at the attacker on its own when it is attacked from a long range.

This move can increase defense and point out the attacker's location while also gaining some reaction time for yourself. It can be said to be a very practical defensive magic.

After taking complete protection, Yang Yifei reached out and pressed the wooden door. Although this was a wooden door, it still felt heavy when it was opened.

Yang Yifei pushed hard, and the heavy and thick door made a muffled "creak" sound, slowly opening it inward. Yang Yifei raised his foot and walked in.

The Xuanhuo Altar is not bright. Except for the red light that comes from somewhere, it seems to be more dark, which does not match the hot environment around it.

Yang Yifei's eyes turned to the ground not far away. I don't know who outlined eight evil spirits with different shapes with extremely real brushwork.

All of these eight evil gods were exposed, and the murderous intent in their eyes was as real as it was portrayed as the spirit, as if these eight evil gods were about to jump out at any time and give Yang Yifei a fatal blow.
Chapter completed!