As he neared the ground, an enormous lake in the distance came into view. An icy chill capable of freezing the Dou Qi within a person's body permeated from it.
The lake was immense, its waters a deep yellow. Yet within that deep yellow flowed faint streaks of crimson, like blood.
Streams of pale yellow air mixed with faint traces of blood continuously seeped out, rising into the sky with howling force.
"So this is the Nine Nether Yellow Springs. Interesting."
Gazing at the yellow lake, Lu Yunxiao slowly approached. The closer he drew to the Nine Nether Yellow Springs, the more he could feel a concealed frigid force constantly boring into his body.
Lu Yunxiao crouched down and extended his right hand.
The moment his palm touched the lake water, hissing sounds rang out. Deep yellow ice crystals rapidly crawled up his arm.
With a thought, the Heavenly Flames within Lu Yunxiao began to circulate before seeping out and swiftly melting the ice.
"The Nine Nether Yellow Springs truly live up to their reputation. Ordinary half-Saints probably couldn't even venture deep inside."
Lu Yunxiao's starry eyes flickered. No wonder the original work said that the Yellow Springs Blood Crystals produced by the Nine Nether Yellow Springs could even aid in absorbing the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame.
Such terrifying cold was indeed extraordinary.
With a silent sigh of admiration, Lu Yunxiao opened his Inner World. A Spatial Vortex emerged, and Xiao Yi Xian and the others stepped out.
"So this is the Nine Nether Yellow Springs? It's far too cold."
Xiao Yi Xian's dark eyebrows knitted slightly. Even she found the frigid force here extremely unpleasant.
No wonder ordinary races, apart from the Nine Nether Deep Ground Python Clan, who were naturally attuned to cold, simply could not endure it