Immortal Divine Tribulation

Chapter 203: Hell Valley

“Don’t worry…” Above the vast sky, Zi Ying’s black hair danced lightly as she stayed by Tian Fan’s side, gently taking his large hand and speaking softly.

Tian Fan forced a bitter smile at her. It was impossible to say he felt no pain or worry; he had thought about Long Batian and the others’ ruthlessness, but he never imagined they could be so cruel as to target the innocent Long Yuyun, pushing this kind-hearted brother into the abyss. 

Was the world truly this cruel? Was this what humanity was?

“In fact, they didn’t need to do this; it’s my fault that he got hurt!” Tian Fan said with concern, feeling a mix of sadness and guilt as the strong winds above whipped his long hair wildly.

“It’s going to be okay; he will be fine! Let’s go save him now!” Zi Ying knew how important Long Yuyun was to Tian Fan and gently comforted him.

“Zi Ying, let me take you home first, alright? Little Dragon can accompany me,” Tian Fan said softly, stopping to look at her. He felt a sense of unease in his heart; since the other party had explicitly told him to go to Hell Valley, it must be extraordinary. He didn’t want Zi Ying to take any risks, even though she was far stronger than he was.

“I’ll go with brother!” Little Dragon immediately nodded in agreement.

“No, I want to go! Wherever you go, I go!” Zi Ying pouted, unwilling to leave.

“Alright, just be careful and protect yourself.” Tian Fan knew she wouldn’t return home alone, so he said no more and they headed toward the location indicated on the white jade plaque.

With the Divine Dragon as their super transportation, their speed was incredibly fast. They broke through the clouds and reached the place mentioned by the Divine Son of the Sword Immortal Sect in less than half a day.

In the Northern Domain, Hell Valley was said to have once been a terrifying legacy of immense power, so strong that even the current Sword Immortal Sect could not compare. It could be said that in that era, this force created an incredibly glorious age, with disciples spread across the Five Great Domains, each one powerful.

However, such a colossal entity, at the height of its development, was inexplicably attacked by a formidable enemy. That night, no one knew what had happened; they could only feel a bone-chilling cold from afar. The sky above this holy land was filled with thunder and lightning, Baleful Qi surged, and the next day, people were horrified to discover that it had been leveled to the ground, littered with corpses, and the blood stained the earth, making it terrifying like a purgatory.

From that day on, this legacy was severed, and no successors appeared on the Divine Martial Continent, seemingly exterminated. The earth’s veins were completely destroyed, and the countless spiritual veins beneath the ground were severed. From then on, no one paid attention to this place again.

After countless years, this area remained in utter ruin, desolate and lonely. In the deep of night, the sounds of ghostly wails often echoed, sending chills down people’s spines. Some even claimed that those passing by could faintly see vengeful spirits struggling within, eerie and terrifying. Thus, this place was named Hell Valley.

On this day, Tian Fan and Zi Ying arrived here. Looking ahead, Hell Valley stretched endlessly, the ground blood-red, truly resembling blood-soaked earth. All around were withered trees and broken stones, and a faint red mist enveloped the area, resembling blood mist. Even the sky above was a dull gray, devoid of life, filled with a sense of death.

At this moment, the two stood outside the deep valley, releasing their Divine Consciousness into the valley, but they could sense nothing—no enemies, no trace of Long Yuyun’s aura. A strange disturbance interfered with them. Finally, they exchanged glances, and Tian Fan took a step forward into the valley.

Woo woo…

It was as if they had entered another world. Ahead, a chilling wail echoed, and the howling winds roared. Hundreds of figures struggled in the distance, some missing hands and feet, while others had their heads seemingly severed, their brain matter mixed with blood splattered across their faces. Some were left with only half of their bodies, still writhing on the ground with their upper halves. 

“Oh no…” Zi Ying was terrified, quickly hiding behind Tian Fan and tugging at his clothes. Despite being a supreme powerhouse in the Immortal Ascension Realm, her feminine nature left her utterly defenseless against such horrors; it was an instinctual fear. 

Faced with such a bizarre and terrifying scene, not only Zi Ying but even Tian Fan felt a chill run down his spine, and even Little Dragon shrank back, tucking its neck. 

“It’s just an illusion, don’t be afraid…” Tian Fan said softly. The terrain here was peculiar, having imprinted scenes from years past. At that moment, light rain fell from the sky, accompanied by faint arcs of electricity. The surrounding dark stone walls were influenced by the same environment, causing those imprints to reappear before them. 

However, looking at such a haunting sight, Tian Fan, though unafraid, furrowed his brow deeply. Who could have been ruthless enough to destroy such a sacred place? Their cruelty was simply appalling. 

“Are you the Son of God? Hehe, you’ve finally arrived…” Suddenly, a ghostly voice echoed in the night sky, shifting left and right, up and down. 

Tian Fan’s expression grew serious. He could hear the voice but could not locate its source. Their divine consciousness was completely suppressed here, making it difficult to probe anything. 

“What has happened to my brother? Where is he?” Tian Fan asked coldly. 

“Don’t worry, he’s not dead yet!” The cold, emotionless voice reverberated through the sky, and then, with a hint of mockery, it continued, “I’ve specially prepared a feast for you. Walk towards the valley and savor it slowly, hehe…” 

The voice fell silent. Tian Fan furrowed his brow deeply but ultimately said nothing. He took Zi Ying’s small hand and strode towards the depths of the valley. 

Hell Valley exuded a chilling aura, damp and seemingly soaked in rain year-round. He hadn’t walked far when it felt like he had stepped into another world. Here, their divine consciousness was still suppressed, making it hard to discern anything. 

“You really dare to come, you ignorant fool!” A middle-aged man laughed heartily, stepping through the Void, approaching step by step, stopping atop a distant mountain peak. 

Tian Fan’s expression tightened; this person was actually at the Peak of Primordial Unity. 

“Not just anyone can provoke my Sword Immortal Sect!” A mocking voice rang out as a proud, red-haired man appeared not far ahead, looking down on Tian Fan with disdain. 

“Today, I’ll send you on your way!” From the far right, a figure emerged, shimmering with a faint divine light, clearly not a weakling. 

All three of them were at the Peak of Primordial Unity! 

A cold glint flickered in Tian Fan’s eyes. Three individuals at the Peak of Primordial Unity certainly regarded him highly, but he found it strange that they seemed unaware of the Divine Dragon by his side. 

“Brother, should I help you?” The little guy asked lazily, holding a tuft of soft hair on Zi Ying’s shoulder.

“Demonic pet? Hehe, we’ll roast it and eat it later!” 

“Dare to oppose the Sword Immortal Sect? You can only die!” 

“Hehe, I crave the legendary divine blood; perhaps it can help us break through barriers and truly enter the Immortal Ascension Realm!” 

The three spoke in turn, all very arrogant, disregarding Tian Fan. He habitually frowned; they clearly didn’t know he had a Divine Dragon beside him. It was a bit odd, but he said nothing. His gaze was icy as he continued forward, a cold voice escaping his lips. 

“Since you’ve come, I’ll send you on your way!”