Related thematic articles: Untitled Document Zhao Rui felt his heart beating heavily. He started searching around the Immortal Devil Cemetery, hoping to find answers within the cemetery and even more hopefully, a way back to the surface. If by any chance he could find some treasures, it would be the best outcome - achieving three goals with one action. The Immortal Devil Cemetery was like a huge maze, an online game, with gigantic immortal tombs scattered throughout, resembling enormous icebergs blocking the way. Although the ancient immortals and devils were sealed in their tombs and had passed away for millions of years, their residual dignity still instilled awe. Zhao Rui even felt that the gazes of these immortals and devils seemed to penetrate through time and space, still watching him, making him feel immense pressure. The monotonous sound of footsteps echoed in the silent cemetery as the surrounding temperature continued to drop. The cold emanating from the immortal tombs became increasingly intense. Zhao Rui felt as if he was walking in a giant freezer. His clothes were covered with thick layers of ice, his hands were frozen stiff, and his steps felt as heavy as lead, becoming increasingly sluggish. If he hadn't been trained under harsh conditions since childhood and developed extraordinary perseverance, he might have already collapsed on the ground. Not knowing how long he had searched in the Immortal Devil Cemetery, Zhao Rui was almost exhausted when suddenly, he stepped on something, almost losing his balance and falling to the ground. Looking down, he realized that he had stepped on a small rectangular jade tablet. Of course, there would be no mistakes with items in the Immortal Devil Cemetery; it might even be a treasure that could help him leave. Zhao Rui's spirit lifted, and he quickly picked up the jade tablet for a closer inspection. The jade tablet wasn't large, fitting in one hand. It faintly emitted a milky white glow, with intricate cloud patterns engraved on its edges. In the middle were four lines of ancient inscriptions. "On the night of a full moon" "The immortal tomb opens" "With this immortal token" "One can enter" "So this is the token to enter the cemetery. I wonder who dropped it," Zhao Rui sighed with a hint of disappointment. "But I'm already inside the cemetery. My biggest problem is getting out, not getting in." Although this jade token didn't help improve his situation, Zhao Rui still placed it in his pocket. If he ever managed to leave, he could use this token to come back later. After regaining his strength, he walked a bit further and finally reached the center of the cemetery. In the exact center of the cemetery stood a peculiar immortal magic formation, filled with ethereal mist and floating inscriptions. On the focal point of this formation was a ten-meter-tall stone stele. Upon closer inspection, Zhao Rui discovered that the ancient text on the stele described the origins of the cemetery. Originally, during ancient times when immortals, gods, demons, and spirits ruled the world, for unknown reasons, the once peaceful eastern and western gods and demons suddenly erupted into a massive and extremely brutal war. Their terrifying powers caused catastrophic disasters worldwide—mountains collapsed, the earth cracked, volcanoes erupted, and tsunamis raged. This was a war without victors, where both sides suffered tremendous losses. Although the eastern alliance of immortals and demons eventually gained the upper hand, countless powerful gods, immortals, demons, and spirits perished in battle. This war was so devastating that the eastern immortals and demons suffered heavy losses, while the western gods and demons lost soldiers and were left desolate. Ultimately, the influence of the eastern and western immortals, gods, demons, and spirits on the world gradually weakened. The surviving eastern immortals and demons built a cemetery for those who died in the war, sealing their remains with the nine abyssal ices from the icy hell, then submerging the entire cemetery thousands of meters deep underwater. To prevent disturbance to the deceased's rest, the immortals and demons set up numerous prohibitions around the cemetery and deployed powerful immortal magic formations. Unless possessing specially crafted tokens for entering the cemetery, not even immortals and demons could discover the location of the Immortal Devil Cemetery, let alone enter it. After completing all this, the builders of the Immortal Devil Cemetery quietly departed through the reserved immortal magic formation at the center of the cemetery. "Whew... truly unbelievable." Zhao Rui exhaled deeply after reading the text on the stele, feeling that the doubts in his heart did not decrease but instead increased. "What exactly caused the eastern and western immortals, gods, demons, and spirits to be involved in such a mutually destructive battle? Also, the stele says that without an entry token, not even immortals and demons can enter the cemetery. Then how did I manage to get in initially?" After speculating wildly for a while, he believed that his fortunate entry into this cemetery was probably due to the passage of time. The flow of time could cause even celestial beings to decline, naturally leading to subtle changes in these immortal magic prohibitions. As for why the great war between immortals and demons broke out in ancient times, that was beyond what he could speculate. Zhao Rui felt that all the education he had received for over a decade had been completely overturned. If he weren't currently inside the Immortal Devil Cemetery, personally experiencing these incredible events, he absolutely wouldn't believe a single word on the stele! However, he now very much hoped that the content recorded on the stele was entirely accurate, word for word, because only then would he be able to leave this Immortal Devil Cemetery. Stepping into the immortal magic formation, Zhao Rui looked longingly at the forest-like Immortal Devil Cemetery, feeling slightly regretful. These immortal tombs contained the treasures of immortals and demons that could drive countless cultivators mad with desire. Forget about the top-tier immortal treasures like Laozi's Wind-Fire Fan and Diamond Pestle; even the treasures of lower-level immortals and demons could move mountains and seas, change heaven and earth if just one item were taken out. Because anyone buried here, from ancient immortals and demons, was not weak; the levels were merely relative. Unfortunately, he couldn't obtain any of them. Those immortal tombs fortified by immortal magic were astonishingly solid, and no matter what means he used, he couldn't inflict even the slightest damage! When he wandered around the cemetery earlier, he had seen the tomb of an unnamed minor demon, which was probably the lowest level tomb in this cemetery. Even the nine abyssal ices used to build the tomb had been eroded by time, leaving a deep crack. Despite this, he had exerted all his skills and failed to scrape off even a speck of ice from the tomb. "Entering a treasure mountain yet returning empty-handed..." Zhao Rui clicked his tongue repeatedly, feeling quite regretful. However, he soon cheered up because he had found an entry token into the cemetery. With this treasure, as long as he survived and got out, he would naturally have another chance to come back. By then, he might have already found a way to open these immortal tombs. Placing his hand on the stele, he closed his eyes and waited quietly for the immortal magic formation to teleport him out. However, after waiting for a long time, the formation showed no signs of movement, and he remained in the Immortal Devil Cemetery. "Hmm? What's going on? Why am I still stuck in this cursed place?" Zhao Rui looked around blankly, overwhelmed by extreme disappointment. He didn't want to stay in the Immortal Devil Cemetery for even a minute longer, regardless of the countless immortal treasures frozen inside. He was cold and tired, almost reaching his physical limit. If he didn't leave soon, he would surely die here. Treasures that couldn't be taken with him were useless no matter how many there were. "Damn! Why isn't this immortal magic formation working? Could it also be due to the excessive passage of time?" Zhao Rui thought angrily, hoping to find a way to fix the problem. After pondering for a while, he suddenly realized that this immortal magic formation might require special energy to activate. For immortals, gods, demons, and spirits, it would be easy, but as a mere mortal with no power, it was impossible for him to activate the formation! Zhao Rui struck the stele with a punch in frustration, causing blood to flow. Having survived the shipwreck and entered the mysterious Immortal Devil Cemetery, he had learned this shocking secret and could be considered incredibly lucky! However, his good fortune ended here. Unable to leave the cemetery, he would ultimately be trapped and die here, burying all the secrets with him. It was like coming full circle back to the beginning, unable to escape this calamity. "No, I refuse to keep company with these ancient immortals and demons." Zhao Rui gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and forced himself to remain calm, seeking other ways to escape. Given his character, he would never give up until the very last second. Lifting his head, though his face was expressionless, his gaze was fixed on an opposite immortal tomb towering like an iceberg. He was contemplating whether there were other possible ways to leave. Inside that opposite immortal tomb, an ancient demon with a massive and majestic form was frozen in ice. The ancient demon had an indigo complexion, a pair of large curved horns on its head, four extremely sharp fangs in its blood-red mouth, and red light emanating from its giant eyes. Its muscles bulged, its spine was covered in mysterious tattoos, and a pair of black, enormous wings extended from its back. In its left hand, it held a devilish axe, and in its right, a huge shield. Both hands were raised high, looking up at the sky with a face full of arrogance and unwillingness. Though it had been dead for millions of years, one could still strongly feel the suffocating dignity and ferocity radiating from it! Zhao Rui suddenly felt that the look of unwillingness on the ancient demon's face was very similar to his current mood. He walked to the immortal tomb and carefully read the introduction on the tombstone. This ancient demon was named Eight Wastelands Savage Dragon, born during the chaotic times of ancient times, absorbing the most malevolent and ominous energies of heaven and earth to form its shape. It was the leader of all demons and the commander of myriad demons, transcending the Three Realms and outside the Six Paths. It had independently created a shocking cultivation method known as the Eight Wastelands Slaughter Immortal Technique, capable of killing immortals and destroying gods, being exceedingly fierce. Its fearsome reputation made the gods and immortals of the Three Realms and the sentient beings of the Six Paths tremble with fear! During the divine and devil wars between East and West, the Eight Wastelands Savage Dragon displayed astonishing strength, slaying countless Western gods and demons under its devilish axe. But precisely due to its overwhelming strength and excessive arrogance, it fell into the ambush of Western gods and demons, was attacked by a group, and ultimately fought to its death. "What a super tough guy!" Zhao Rui respectfully touched the surface of the immortal tomb with reverence. "If I had even a fraction of its power, leaving this Immortal Devil Cemetery would be effortless." Just as his hand touched the immortal tomb, the blood on his hand also smeared onto the ice layer. Almost instantly, the blood turned into thousands of threads, seeping deep into the immortal tomb as if something was strongly attracting it. Immediately afterward, the mysterious tattoos on the back of the Eight Wastelands Savage Dragon suddenly lit up, shining with dazzling blue light, extraordinarily brilliant! "What's happening?" Zhao Rui squinted his eyes in surprise and looked at the tattoos, surprisingly discovering that they were composed of multiple strange patterns and texts combined together! "Eight... Wastelands... Slaughter... Immortal... Technique..." he whispered softly, his heart shaking violently. "Could this be the shocking technique mentioned on the stele, uniquely created by the ancient great demon Eight Wastelands Savage Dragon?" While guessing, Xu Zhimo, the blue light emitted by the mysterious tattoo suddenly shot out from the immortal tomb, forming a huge light diagram in the air, constantly changing and dazzling people's eyes. Before Zhao Rui could figure out what was happening, the blue light diagram exploded suddenly, breaking into fifteen smaller blue light diagrams that directly shot into his pupils! Zhao Rui felt a thunderous boom in his brain, seeing nothing but blue light before his eyes except for those fifteen mysterious light diagrams! After a while, when the blue light before his eyes completely dissipated and his vision fully recovered, he realized that these fifteen blue light diagrams were deeply imprinted in his mind as if carved with a knife. At this moment, he finally confirmed that these fifteen blue light diagrams were indeed the shocking technique cultivated by the ancient demon Eight Wastelands Savage Dragon - the Eight Wastelands Slaughter Immortal Technique! This novel is breathtaking, touching the heavens and moving the spirits, making readers cry and hearers sorrowful, with a plot full of ups and downs, incredibly thrilling. Reading novels on Reading Net is pretty good, with clean and neat pages, no pop-up ads, and bookmark functions available for members, making it very convenient. http://www.novbook.com/reading/2/100028/350063.html