Nine Nether Yellow Springs, the terrifying region located within the Nine Nether Underworld Python Clan!
Boom!
At its deepest point, bone-chilling cold energy permeated the air.
This cold energy seemed capable of piercing the soul:
Hiss, hiss, hiss!
It condensed into sheets of black ice crystals.
They flickered with eerie, frigid light across the surrounding rock walls.
Like countless eyes hidden in the darkness, spying on intruders.
Xiao Yan's left hand tightly gripped the barely breathing Yao Ming.
At this moment, Yao Ming's aura was as faint as a dying candle in the wind, liable to extinguish at any moment.
Above Xiao Yan's right palm floated an Eight-colored Fire Lotus.
Boom, hiss!
The eight types of Exotic Flames intertwined.
They formed a light barrier that shut out the Yellow Springs baleful energy that clung like a shadow and corroded flesh and bone.
The firelight illuminated Xiao Yan's sharply defined profile.
Adding several touches of icy severity to his stern face.
Several strands of black hair before his forehead swayed lightly in the underground chill wind.
Making him appear even more unrestrained and resolute:
"Save me..."
A faint cry drifted from the depths of the darkness.
The voice seemed to come from the depths of hell, carrying endless pain and despair!
It trembled precariously like a dying candle in the wind.
Though weak, the voice carried a certain heart-palpitating obsession.
Like a wronged soul imprisoned for a thousand years that had finally found someone to confide in:
Boom!
Yao Ming, whom Xiao Yan held by the back of the neck, began to tremble violently at the sound.
As if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world.
Ghostlike terror instantly appeared in his clouded old eyes.
That frightened expression was as if he had seen his own doom.
His