Although there is only one Nascent Soul Ancestor guarding it, there are more than 20 Jindan Daoists, more than 300 masters in the foundation-building stage, and thousands of disciples in the Qi-training stage.
Of course, the Huangquan Demon Sect's large formation was not to scare the casual cultivators, but to prepare for a surprise attack from other sects.
The successful development of a new secret realm is an immeasurable wealth. If the Huangquan Demon Sect can have it exclusively, then in the next few hundred years, the sect will not have the problem of lack of cultivation resources.
Ye Xiaocheng and others were not immediately sent to explore the secret realm. Instead, they were imprisoned in the basement of the spaceship. More than a hundred people were crowded into the small basement, and each person was only given a Bigu Pill and a pill. Bottle of water.
Ye Xiaocheng has never been so aggrieved, and he can only endure it for the time being.
"What on earth do they want to do? By locking us here, they are not going to kill us, right?" Several young casual cultivators panicked and shouted.
"We are still useful. They won't do anything now, but it will be hard to say in a few days." The old casual cultivator who knew some inside stories sighed.
"We can't sit still and wait for death. There are more than a hundred of us who are not vegetarians. We might as well rush out and escape together. Maybe there is still a way to survive." One person said excitedly.
"Is there any way to survive? Didn't you see that there is an ancestor of Nascent Soul guarding us above? We are not enough people to slap us. We should just stay calm. If we want to have a way to survive, we can only go into the secret realm to find it."
"I heard that they arrested more than a thousand casual cultivators before and forced them to explore the secret realm. They all died and no one survived. The secret realm is a dead end!" A middle-aged casual cultivator roared in a low voice.
Hearing these words, many people felt despair. Cries and screams broke out one after another, and widespread mental collapse was on the verge of breaking out.
"What are you arguing about? What are you calling? Please be quiet. If you dare to make any more noise, you will be shot to death." An expert in foundation building heard the noise in the basement and came down to yell angrily.
Seeing the ferocious appearance of this foundation-building expert, those noisy and screaming people fell silent.
Suddenly, a man suddenly jumped up, rushed towards the master of foundation building, and shot out the flying sword in his hand.
The foundation-building expert sneered, smashed the flying sword away with one punch, and then punched the fifth-level Qi practitioner into pieces of flesh that scattered everywhere in the cabin.
Seeing this scene, a few casual cultivators who wanted to resist had no choice but to sit down with clenched fists.
They had never experienced the methods of a foundation-building expert before, and this punch made them understand the cruelty of reality. Let alone one or a few people, more than a hundred of them combined could not fight against a foundation-building expert.
Just like what the old casual cultivator said, there is another Nascent Soul Ancestor out there, who represents the highest level of combat power in the Tianfeng Continent. People like them are really not strong enough to be slapped to death.
"You can talk, you can converse, and you can make any other demands. As long as they are not excessive, you can satisfy them. But if you want to cause trouble, this is what you will end up with!"
After the master of foundation building finished speaking, he stepped onto the deck proudly.
He is not afraid of the casual cultivators causing trouble at all. These people are already fishes caught in the net. If they want to make waves, it is impossible. There will be no splash at all.
Ye Xiaocheng was still calm. A conversation among the casual cultivators allowed him to figure out the situation. He felt that entering the secret realm was just a matter of high mortality, and might not mean there would be no way out.
The current entrance to the secret realm can only accommodate monks below the middle stage of Qi training. In that case, as long as he enters the secret realm, he will be the king there.
Not to mention the middle stage of Qi training, even the middle stage of foundation building can be defeated easily. He is not only a dual foundation builder of body and soul training, but also a second-level talisman master.
Ye Xiaocheng agreed with the old casual cultivator: there is a way to survive only in the secret realm, not outside.
That is the way to live toward death!
Ye Xiaocheng let go of his courage and thought, if he really got inside and was forced to the limit, he would simply kill all the guards, then block the entrance, kill each one after they came in, and kill them until no one dared to enter!
Isn’t this secret realm just what he said?
After all, he is still a thirteen-year-old child, and has never been in the world of cultivation. His human experience is basically blank, so he dares to be so whimsical.
That's the benefit of a blank slate.
At this moment, not only was he not depressed or afraid, but he had a vague sense of anticipation about entering the secret realm.
The elderly people next to him looked at his expression of calmness, joy, and contemplation. They thought he was going crazy with fear, so they quickly stayed away from him.
After waiting for three days, no one gave them an order to go up. Only someone came down every day to distribute Bigu pills and water to them.
"I said, brother, we are all about to die. Can you please stop fooling us with these tasteless Biguk Pills? At least give us some wine and meat to eat. Even if we spend money to buy it, the prisoners will be fed when they go to the execution ground. It’s time to eat without your head.” A young man protested.
"Hehe, you have a pretty good idea. You still want to drink and eat meat. Don't think about it for now. Let me tell you the truth, we eat this stuff every day just like you. Who said you are going to die? Don't believe those rumors. You are here to help. Yes, there will be a very high reward afterwards, and any treasures you get inside will be yours, isn’t this treatment good enough?"
"Then can we not want this treatment, just let us leave." A middle-aged man said sarcastically.
"Of course that's okay. Whoever has this idea, follow me and go see our ancestor. As long as the ancestor speaks, you can leave." This disciple of the Underworld Demon Sect sneered.
The middle-aged man was silent.
Go tell the ancestor of Yuanying, it is better to talk to the King of Hell directly. At least the King of Hell will not humiliate people.
"Why do you have to lock us in an airtight basement and let us sit on the deck? We won't run, and we can't run." A sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy said with a sad face.
"Little brother, didn't Senior Establishment just ask us to make a request? Our request is not many, just let us go to a ventilated and bright place. Just like this little brother said, we won't run and we can't escape." The elderly casual cultivator also opened his mouth to discuss.
Indeed, in this basement, which has almost no ventilation and no light, and is only illuminated by a bright light stone, people's mood is so bad. If they are locked up for another ten or eight days, some people will really be driven crazy.
"Okay, let me ask you for advice."
This disciple of the Underworld Demon Cult actually talked to a steward after he went up, because he was afraid that these people would be troubled down there, and whether they were causing trouble or committing suicide, the result would be bad.
Why are these people locked up in a basement?
That's because many people were sent out to conquer those cultivating families, and the manpower here was somewhat insufficient. In order to save manpower, the captured people were locked up in the basement. In this way, more than a dozen people were needed to guard them. Two or three are enough.
The Underworld Demon Sect does not want to abuse these casual cultivators. After all, they still need to risk their lives to explore the secret realm. It would be a pity if they really suffocate to death in the basement. Nowadays, casual cultivators are so difficult to catch, and every one of them must be cherished. What a waste of resources.
Of course, Ye Xiaocheng and the others didn't know that in the past three days, the Underworld Demon Sect had issued compulsory recruitment orders to more than a dozen immortal cultivating families, ordering them to gather all the monks in the Qi training period and lead them to a certain place under the leadership of people from the Underworld Demon Sect. Effectiveness will give these families considerable rewards and remuneration afterwards.
Several families have already obeyed the order, and the patriarchs of these families are only in the Qi-training stage and have no ability to resist at all.
Of course, they also had illusions about the Underworld Demon Cult. They heard that they were being recruited to go to the secret realm to help collect elixirs and dig out ores, so they were not disgusted. Some even thought this was a great opportunity.
In the world of cultivation, all secret realms are occupied by large sects, and people from small families are not qualified to enter secret realms at all.
Now is the opportunity. If you can get some rare elixirs or ores in it, and get rewards from the Underworld Demon Sect, you might be able to enter a foundation-level family.
It’s not to blame for their ignorance, after all, no new secret realm has been discovered for thousands of years, and the bloody and cruel secret realm development is beyond their imagination.
In almost three days, the Huangquan Demon Sect recruited more than 2,000 monks from several nearby small families who were in the Qi training stage, ranging from the first level of Qi training to the Great Perfection of Qi training.
