As they advanced, they naturally encountered some Evil Ghosts blocking the way, but without exception, Zhou Tong dealt with every one of them.
At the second level of the Longevity Realm, coupled with his own talent for battle, ordinary Fish Leap Realm cultivators below the third level were no longer his match. If he used the Dragon Clan Sacred Sword, he could now even directly fight cultivators one realm higher, in the Supreme Being Realm.
With the Dragon Clan Sacred Sword in hand, it was like wielding an Heirloom Sacred Weapon in the Shrouding the Heavens World. So long as he did not encounter anything truly terrifying, he could roam unhindered.
"There's light ahead!!" Xiao Chen suddenly cried out.
The Underworld had always been dim and gloomy. The sudden appearance of light seemed extremely out of place, yet that lamplight contained no yin energy. Instead, traces of sacred aura wafted over.
Only upon drawing closer did they see clearly that there were three dilapidated ancient temples there. The specks of light were emanating from several damaged Buddha Images.
"Rumble!!"
As soon as they approached, Suiren Shi's Corpse Wrapping Cloth within Xiao Chen's body immediately burst out. The instant it left his body, the red-and-black Corpse Wrapping Cloth broke free of Xiao Chen's control and began to tremble.
In an instant, dust and sand billowed while loose stones rolled. The blood-red cloth shattered the ancient temples' foundations, sending stone fragments flying.
Once the temple foundations were overturned, a stone leg appeared before everyone's eyes.
It was a stone leg the length of a thumb. There was not the slightest fluctuation of divine power upon it, nor even a trace of spiritual energy or Dao Rhyme. It looked utterly ordinary, like a stone leg carved from a common rock.
"A naturally born