Cultivation of immortality begins with an eighty-year-old eunuch.

Chapter 727 The Trapped Immortal! The Fire Source Daoist's Concealment!

Blood Butcher's eyes lit up.

He was an incredibly audacious person; otherwise, he wouldn't have dared to challenge a half-step Void Refining old monster when he was only at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage. Now, hearing what Daoist Huoyuan said, the fear in his heart was suppressed and replaced by a burning greed.

He grabbed the crimson spear from the ground and grinned, "Fellow Daoist Huoyuan is right! Fortune favors the bold, and there's no reason to enter a treasure mountain empty-handed. I want to see what that chained immortal looks like."

Ice Soul remained silent for a moment, then nodded slightly. She wasn't as fanatical as Blood Butcher, and her tone returned to its usual cool and aloof manner: "Exit is the priority. If we can find a way out, taking some risks is worthwhile."

Qingmu and Shiyan remained silent, simply rising to their feet and standing behind Huoyuan Daoist. They were utterly obedient to Huoyuan Daoist and naturally had no objections.

Huoyuan Daoist nodded in satisfaction, then turned to Chen Fan and smiled, "Fellow Daoist Guimu, what do you think?"

All eyes were on Chen Fan.

Chen Fan did not answer immediately.

He stood beside a broken stone pillar, his left hand resting on the hilt of his sword at his waist, his gaze lingering on the face of the Fire Source Taoist for a long while.

A warm smile graced his gaunt face, and his slender eyes were filled with sincerity and expectation, making him look exactly the same as the generous and righteous Huoyuan Daoist he always was.

But Chen Fan didn't believe it.

He never easily trusts anyone, especially in this mysterious and unpredictable underground space. Since stepping into the forbidden zone, he has noticed far too many illogical details.

For example, when this person saw the inscription on the stone gate, his eyes flashed not with confusion, but with greed.

All I can say is that he recognizes those few characters.

When traversing the spatial turbulence barrier, he did not show shock at Chen Fan's word-fixing technique, but rather a sense of satisfaction that he had expected it.

When that celestial-level pressure descended, he was the one who recovered the fastest among them.

That composure was something a cultivator visiting for the first time could not possess.

"I think..." Chen Fan slowly began, his voice cold, "This place is not safe to stay any longer. Although that being was chained up, the pressure it emitted was enough to immobilize us. If we go any deeper and touch something we shouldn't, it won't be a matter of fortune in danger, but rather a path to our own death. Moreover, the array in the center of that forest of pillars is far larger than we imagined. Once triggered, there is absolutely no chance of survival for the six of us."

Upon hearing this, the smile on Huoyuan Daoist's face faltered slightly.

Although it was only for a moment, Chen Fan saw it clearly.

Blood Butcher frowned and said gruffly, "Fellow Daoist Ghostwood, you're being too cautious. Isn't that guy chained up? We're not going to touch those chains. What could possibly happen if we just take a look from afar? If you're scared, stay here and wait for us. I'm not a coward."

Bingpo remained silent, but a hint of disapproval flashed in her icy blue eyes. Though she possessed a cold and aloof nature, she trusted Huoyuan Daoist's judgment. After all, he had lived in this area for three thousand years, and his understanding of this region far surpassed that of others.

Huoyuan Daoist smiled and waved his hand, trying to smooth things over, saying, "Fellow Daoist Guimu is right to be cautious. However, in my opinion, although that oppressive force was strong just now, it was only a brief burst and has now dissipated without a trace. Moreover, since the chains could firmly bind even immortals, it means that the seal itself is stable and controllable. As long as we don't touch the core of the seal and explore the outer perimeter, there shouldn't be too much risk. Fellow Daoist is overthinking it."

Chen Fan looked at him and said calmly, "Fellow Daoist Huoyuan seems quite familiar with this place."

Huoyuan Daoist stroked his beard and smiled: "Although I have been wandering in the outer areas for three thousand years, this is the first time I have stepped into this region. How can I be familiar with it? It is just a deduction based on experience."

"First time?" Chen Fan's gaze fell on his face, and he asked softly, "When Fellow Daoist Huoyuan saw the characters on that stone gate, the look in your eyes wasn't that of someone seeing unfamiliar characters for the first time. When you were crossing the spatial turbulence barrier, you didn't show any surprise at my abilities, as if you already knew I could bring you here. And after that oppressive aura dissipated, you recovered faster than anyone else present. If you say this composure is the first time, I find it hard to believe."

The smile on Huoyuan Daoist's face finally froze.

He remained silent for a long while, a very subtle hint of gloom flashing in his narrow eyes, which was then suppressed and replaced by a helpless bitter smile.

"Fellow Daoist Guimu indeed has excellent eyesight." He sighed, shrugging his shoulders. "Indeed, I am not entirely ignorant of this place. Three thousand years ago, when I was first trapped here, I discovered an extremely ancient jade slip in the outer ruins. That jade slip contained some information about this area, including fragments of ancient writing and the approximate location of this seal. That's why I know there is a spatial turbulence barrier deep within, that only cultivators proficient in spatial rules can cross this barrier, and that there might be an even more ancient ruin beyond that barrier. But I have never personally set foot in this area before; today is truly my first time."

Chen Fan's expression remained indifferent upon hearing this!

Huoyuan Daoist didn't mind, and then looked at Chen Fan sincerely: "The reason I didn't tell you all in advance was because I was afraid you would have some concerns. After all, the information in that jade slip was too shocking. It mentioned sealed immortals and ancient wars. If I had revealed everything from the beginning, I'm afraid you wouldn't even have wanted to step into the edge of the forbidden zone. Fellow Daoist Guimu, although I have concealed some things, I have absolutely no intention of harming anyone. I just want to find an exit, nothing more."

These words sound reasonable and even carry a hint of sincere apology.

After hearing this, Blood Butcher waved his hand and said, "What's the big deal? I would have kept it a secret too. Fellow Daoist Fire Source, there's no need to blame yourself."

Bingpo nodded slightly, his expression softening somewhat.

However, Chen Fan remained unmoved.

Zhuo Di Huo Yuan Dao Ren was right about some things; he had indeed concealed some information.

But Chen Fan didn't believe that he had only concealed this little bit.

The contents recorded in that supposedly extremely ancient jade slip are probably far more extensive than the few words he casually mentioned.

Even the jade slip may not exist.

This person's ability to survive for three thousand years in this perilous underground space is not solely due to caution and reputation. Every step he takes is meticulously calculated, and every action conceals a hidden purpose.

The look in Huoyuan Daoist's eyes when he gazed at the golden light in the center of that forest of pillars was not the curiosity of a newcomer, but the longing of a pilgrim.

He most likely knows what's there.

So he kept looking for that place.

These people were merely pawns used by this person to achieve his goals.