The cave they were talking about was not on the main peak of Wuxian Ridge, but in a remote mountain peak dozens of miles away from Wuxian Ridge.
Precisely because it is far away from the center of the battle between the two sides, this mountain peak still retains most of its complete mountain body.
The place is hidden, and there is a shielding formation. If it weren't for two people leading the way, He Ping'an might not be able to find this cave in such a short time.
Arriving halfway up the mountain, passing through a dense forest, a narrow cave appeared in front of several people.
"This is it. Last time we followed here, we didn't dare to continue to follow. There seems to be a formation covering the cave."
The two said in unison.
He Pingan nodded. With his strength, he could naturally see that there were three different monitoring formations and several shielding formations arranged in the cave. If the two of them entered the cave with their own talismans, It is really possible to be discovered by the Hydra.
But this also shows that this cave must be extremely important to the Nine-Headed Insect.
"You guys wait outside and we'll go in and take a look."
He Ping'an gave an order and then walked towards the cave.
Above the cave, green ripples suddenly lit up, seeming to be trying their best to prevent He Pingan from entering.
However, with a slight exertion on his feet, the dark golden light flashed, the blue ripples shattered instantly, and he disappeared into the cave in a flash.
When the two saw He Ping'an entering the cave, they did not dare to be careless at all. They held up the talisman and hid beside the cave to act as guards.
...
The cave was not deep. He Pingan walked more than ten feet along the Qi District cave and reached the depths of the cave.
The entire cave is extremely simple and crude, without any decoration, not even the basic luminous pearl lighting, indicating that the cave here is only for the private use of the Nine-Headed Insect, and no outsiders have been here.
He Ping'an couldn't help but wonder if his joy was in vain. You must know that the demon clan likes to decorate their caves with splendor and splendor. There are few such simple places.
While he was thinking, He Pingan had passed through the dark cave, and his eyes suddenly opened up. What appeared in front of He Pingan was an empty hall.
The hall is about a hundred feet in diameter, with dozens of stone platforms carved out of large stones in the middle. On each stone platform, there is a huge transparent glass bottle.
And in the glass vase, there are dozens of corpses of various birds and animals, which are lifelike, just like the various animal specimens made in the previous life.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, this nine-headed insect is simply a pervert..."
He Ping'an circled around these glass bottles and discovered that all these birds and animals had in common, they were all female!
Moreover, although the corpses had been properly treated, He Pingan's consciousness still penetrated the surface and discovered that these female birds had experienced inhuman torture before dying.
"Even if we imprison, torture, and toy with these female birds, there is no need to hide them so deeply..."
A figure flashed beside He Pingan, and it was Zhao Yun who appeared from the side and asked in confusion.
"Haha, don't even look at it. These female birds have extraordinary bloodlines!"
He Pingan looked meaningfully at the glass bottles in the middle.
Several of these female birds have extraordinary appearances, and they are no ordinary birds at first glance.
Zhao Yun followed his gaze and saw these female birds. Some of them contained Suzaku blood, some contained Phoenix blood, and even Golden Crow blood...
Zhao Yun suddenly understood. No wonder the Nine-Headed Insect hid the cave so deeply. If the Demon Emperor knew that his bloodline had been slaughtered in this way, why not light the Nine-Headed Insect's sky lantern on the spot?
"This nine-headed insect actually preserved the body of the female bird it killed. It's so courageous..."
A trace of surprise flashed in Zhao Yun's eyes. He really couldn't figure out why the nine-headed worm kept the evidence after killing these female birds.
"It's just to satisfy my perverted hobby..."
He Ping'an smiled calmly and explained.
In previous lives, there were some perverts who, after killing people, would collect the corpses they had tortured and opened a museum.
Compared with the human race, the demon race has no moral constraints and is more likely to make all kinds of incredible actions.
He Ping'an could even imagine the hearty feeling that the nine-headed insect felt when he watched the female bird begging for mercy under him, releasing the long-suppressed desire in his heart.
"Hey, the souls of these female birds seem to have not yet been reincarnated..."
Zhao Yun let out a cry of surprise at this moment, then raised his silver spear and broke a huge glass vase, bringing out a gray stone pillar from the body of the fiery red female bird.
There are some strange characters engraved on the surface of the stone bead, and there is Yin energy flowing around it, and there seems to be a soul wailing in it.
"This is the soul-locking bead!"
He Pingan slowly opened his mouth and explained: "After the physical body of a living being dies, the soul will leave the physical body and fall into the underworld for reincarnation."
"But the Nine-Headed Insect uses soul-locking beads to imprison the souls of these female birds in their bodies, making them immortal and unable to leave their bodies. Even after death, they will be ravaged by the Nine-Headed Insect."
"This nine-headed insect is really damn..."
Zhao Yun cursed angrily. He was immersed in martial arts and didn't know much about anything other than martial arts. After hearing He Pingan's explanation, his dislike for the Nine-Headed Insect could not help but increase to the extreme.
"Although the Nine-Headed Insect is dead, there is no moral restraint among the demon clan. There are so many demon clans like the Nine-Headed Insect."
When He Ping'an said this, he changed the subject and said: "Brother Zhao, have you ever thought about it. The demon clan is so cruel to the demons of its own clan. What if it were placed on the human race?"
Zhao Yun was thoughtful when he heard He Pingan's words. He opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but couldn't for a long time.
He understood what He Pingan meant. If he returned to seclusion, the human race would be defeated and the human race would be enslaved by the monster race, tragedies like this would happen everywhere in the future.
When He Ping'an saw this, he didn't say much. Although Zhao Yun agreed to follow him for a hundred years, he was not willing to do so, and what he wanted was not to spend a hundred years.
Thinking of this, He Pingan looked away from the female birds and looked at a glass vase in the distance.
Dressed in pure white feathers, a pair of agile wings, a slender neck, and sapphire blue eyes, like a beautiful angel, it is the body of a white swan demon.
"Save me...save me...kill me...kill me..."
Inside the body of this swan demon, there seemed to be intermittent sounds of chaotic sounds, which seemed to be asking for help, but also seemed to be begging for death.
Seeing this swan demon, He Pingan sighed softly. He already had some guesses about this swan demon.
He raised his arm slightly, activated his magic power, and the glass bottle opened automatically. The body of the swan demon slowly fell from the air, and a gray stone bead automatically flew out of its mouth and fell into He Pingan's hands.
"Save me...kill me..."
As if sensing the temperature of He Pingan's palm, the intermittent voice in the gray stone beads became even more anxious.
"What kind of monster are you?"
He Pingan's mind moved, and a ray of consciousness quietly penetrated into the gray stone bead.
"...."
After a brief silence, chaotic calls for help and death came from the soul-locking beads again: "Save me...kill me..."
"well......"
He Ping'an let out a long sigh, the book appeared in his hand, and a thin line of blood had penetrated into the soul-locking bead.
After a short exploration, he had discovered that the soul in the soul-locking bead was in confusion and chaos. It was obviously due to the inhuman abuse that had caused the soul to be disordered.
Under the control of He Ping'an, the blood-colored threads continued to soothe the soul in the soul-locking bead. Gradually, the chaotic calls for help and death slowly subsided.
When his soul was completely stable, He Ping'an exerted slight force with one hand, and a crack opened on the surface of the soul-locking bead, and his soul was brought into the world of human books by the thin blood-colored thread.
"What kind of monster are you?"
He Ping'an separated a ray of consciousness into the human book, looked at the frightened soul in front of him, and asked calmly.
"I...I am...I am Qingxue. Thank you senior for saving my life."
This soul hesitated for a moment, constantly changing in the Yin Qi, and finally seemed to make up its mind and transformed into a young woman wearing aqua blue dress.
Look, I have been testing medicine in the Palace of Eternal Life for thirty years, and I just remembered the domain name.
