Nine Netherworld Yellow Spring!

At the bottom of this deep ravine lay the hidden sacred pool of the Nine Netherworld Nether Python Clan—the Nine Netherworld Yellow Spring—and it was also Ning Luo and the others' destination.

There were no guards beside the ravine, for everyone understood that the ceaselessly howling frigid gales within were the most natural defense. Even Dou Zong experts would not dare venture deeply into them lightly.

Swoosh!

As the frigid gales howled without pause, the space here suddenly distorted slightly, and several figures slowly emerged. They were naturally Ning Luo and his group.

The lake was enormous. Its waters were a deep yellow, yet streaks of blood-red seemed to flow through that yellow. Streams of pale yellow air mixed with faint traces of blood continuously seeped out, rising before howling toward the sky.

"This is the legendary Nine Netherworld Yellow Spring."

Ning Luo nodded and finally stopped by the Nine Netherworld Yellow Spring. Squatting down, he reached into the lake with his hand. At once, hissing sounds rang out as deep yellow ice crystals swiftly crawled up his arm.

"It truly is formidable. No wonder even Teacher said he could not descend to the bottom of the Yellow Spring."

Seeing how terrifying the frigid energy within the Nine Netherworld Yellow Spring was, Ning Luo was slightly startled. Heavenly Flames circulated within his body before seeping out, rapidly melting the ice coating his arm.

"Cai Lin, I'll descend to the bottom of the Yellow Spring and retrieve the Yellow Spring Blood Crystal first. Once I succeed, you can enter the Yellow Spring, and I'll protect you." Ning Luo said.

"Mm. Be careful. If you truly cannot manage it, retreat immediately." Cai Lin nodded slightly.

Ning Luo nodded. He was now a genuine Dou Saint, and with four types of Heavenly Flames