The Demon Venerable carried Chen Tang through the air, his feet not touching the ground, like a gust of wind through the snow.

Chen Tang did not know why the Demon Venerable saved him and wanted to express his gratitude.

But the cold wind was biting, rushing into his nose and mouth, preventing him from uttering a single word, all he could do was shiver uncontrollably.

Under normal circumstances, such cold wind wouldn’t affect him at all.

But now, he was severely injured, unable to muster any strength, his chest was a bloody mess, with several broken bones exposed, barely visible were his internal organs.

Strangely enough, even the Vajra Relic quieted down, showing no signs of healing or repairing his body.

And with his movements restricted, being carried by the Demon Venerable, he couldn’t perform the ’Seated Meditation’ to heal himself.

He could only barely breathe using the ’Kun Breathing Technique’, while running the ’Vajra Unbreakable Technique’, letting the Vajra Heart nurture his qi and blood, slowly flowing within to barely sustain a thread of life.

In doing so, he had no choice but to endure the excruciating pain inflicted by his body, extremely torturous.

If there were no danger, in a state of calm, he could use the Visualization Method, quickly entering meditation, immersing himself in Enlightenment from the Vast Sea, ignoring the physical pain.

But what the Demon Venerable intends is still unknown to him.

At least for now, he has not escaped the crisis.

At such high speed, entering meditation was even more difficult.

In this situation, forcibly practicing the Visualization Method could cause his soul to emerge, and with the cold wind around, it could easily blow his soul away, leading to complete disintegration.

His body was out of his control, eyes unable to open against the wind, unable to discern direction, only feeling the cold increasing around him.

He could only vaguely feel the changes of day and night.

The Demon Venerable did not rest or take a single drop of water!

That wasn’t much.

Despite his severe injuries, Chen Tang also hadn’t eaten anything, his body growing weaker.

Three whole days and nights passed before the Demon Venerable stopped.

Surrounded by clouds and mist, the two stood on a mountaintop.

The temperature here was even lower, making it difficult for Chen Tang to breathe.

The Demon Venerable casually tossed him aside, leaving Chen Tang dizzy and groaning in pain.

Without saying a word, the Demon Venerable went to the cliff’s edge, sat cross-legged, with all five hearts facing the sky, seemingly cultivating with eyes closed.

At this moment, as the dawn broke and the light gradually touched the Demon Venerable.

The morning dew on the surrounding plants began to float up, turning into a mist, swirling around the Demon Venerable.

The beams of morning light were being absorbed into his abdomen, as if they were tangible!

Chen Tang was secretly amazed.

The legendary practice of consuming mist and dew, it turned out to be real!

At such a level of cultivation, not needing to eat grains, pure inside and out, must have reached the level of fasting.

Seeing this, Chen Tang felt his stomach even more uncomfortable, dry mouth, and tongue parched.

The surrounding dew was all absorbed by the Demon Venerable.

The Demon Venerable not eating for three days yet able to consume wind and dew, how could Chen Tang endure?

Let alone being severely injured.

In these three days, he hadn’t even had the chance to properly rest and heal.

Chen Tang slowly moved his body, enduring the pain, gradually sitting up, assuming the ’Seated Meditation’ pose, attempting to heal his injuries.

But even this extremely simple action almost exhausted his strength.

Just then, the Demon Venerable suddenly stood up and walked toward him.

Only at this moment did Chen Tang see the true face of this Grandmaster for the first time.

The Demon Venerable’s skin was like crystal, with a high nose and deep-set eyes, the eyes a bright blue, the features carried an eerie yet handsome allure.

The blue eyes were like two sapphires, deep as the sea, seemingly possessing an indescribable magical power, captivating the soul!

"Thank you, senior..."

Chen Tang forced a faint smile.

In reality, he could feel the Demon Venerable’s indifference.

The Demon Venerable had taken him away, certainly with a purpose.

But regardless, at the Lijiang Inn, it was because of the Demon Venerable’s intervention that he survived and lived till now.

But before Chen Tang could finish speaking, the Demon Venerable interrupted with a harsh tone: "Where is Emperor Wu?"

Chen Tang’s expression shifted, a realization dawning in his mind.

Previously, he merely speculated that the Martial Arts Assembly had drawn the Demon Venerable.

But why the Demon Venerable appeared at the Lijiang Inn, rescued him, and took him away was a mystery.

With the Demon Venerable’s question, he understood.

The Demon Venerable came for Emperor Wu!

"Do you have any water, senior?"

Chen Tang swallowed, diverting the topic while pondering a strategy, saying, "I’m terribly thirsty, could you please fetch some water for me, senior?"

He couldn’t divulge Emperor Wu’s whereabouts to anyone.

Moreover, this Xiling Demon Venerable clearly was not a benevolent figure.

Three days ago, at the Lijiang Inn, Uncle Wang killed the innkeeper and four innocent bystanders, including weak women and children, while the Demon Venerable watched coldly.

Seeing Chen Tang playing dumb, the Demon Venerable maintained a blank expression, grabbed Chen Tang, and leaped off the cliff, breaking through the sky once more.

"Son of a..."

Chen Tang cursed inwardly.

In past interrogations, even prisoners were given water and a smoke, but this person gave no leeway.

Couldn’t he at least negotiate?

Chen Tang, not in control of his body, was carried by the Demon Venerable, his stomach filled with northwest wind.

Thus, another four days passed.

During this time, the Demon Venerable occasionally stopped to consume wind and dew.

Seven days and nights, Chen Tang still hadn’t had a drop of water, his spirit near breaking.

If it were an ordinary person, they would have long perished.

Fortunately, Chen Tang’s body had a solid foundation, having consumed several months of Mountain Lord Tiger Milk, with horizontal body training, inner-strengthened viscera, and Vajra Unbreakable Technique, his life force was strong enough to sustain him until now.

Even so, Chen Tang was barely holding on.

The Kun Breathing Technique and Vajra Unbreakable Technique had long ceased.

He hadn’t reached the level of fasting; without food intake, continuing to operate qi would only deplete his primordial qi faster!

Such hunger led Chen Tang to experience various hallucinations at times.

The pain from his injuries paradoxically lessened significantly.

"Where is Emperor Wu?"

In a daze, the Demon Venerable appeared before Chen Tang once more, looking down with cold eyes, slowly asking.

"The former Emperor Wu?"

Chen Tang mumbled: "Emperor Wu died decades ago, said to be buried in Beiqian’s Martial General Mountain."

The Demon Venerable snorted coldly, grabbed Chen Tang again, and dashed away.

Days passed.

Chen Tang spent much of the time in a state of unconsciousness.

Eventually, he was driven by a lingering will to persist.

Strangely, as his body grew weaker, this will became stronger, radiating an extremely sharp aura, capable of shattering everything!

During Chen Tang’s unconsciousness, this will even alarmed the Demon Venerable, who was absorbing mist and dew.

His gaze lingered on Chen Tang’s chest, dantian, and forehead, deep in thought.

Since leaving the Lijiang Inn, half a month had passed.

From the wilderness, they reached areas with increasingly higher terrain and gradually emerging buildings.

On this day, the Demon Venerable carried the barely alive, feeble Chen Tang to a grand and magnificent palace.

This is the Xiling Holy Land, Huazizai Palace!

"Salute to the Demon Venerable!"

The nearby Demon Sect disciples, upon seeing the Demon Venerable, showed respectful expressions and knelt down in unison.