The Nine Netherworlds, a Living Person Forbidden Zone, Appears

At the edge of the cliff, a violent, eerie wind whipped at people's robes, making them flutter loudly.

Standing atop a towering cliff and looking down, the normal mountain and landform landscape has vanished.

Instead, a vast, dark gray barrier of deathly aura covered the sky.

That barrier stretched for countless miles, lying between heaven and earth, like an invisible wall descending from the heavens to the abyss below, completely separating the entire Northern Territory from the Nine Nether Ghost Domain.

Inside the barrier, dark black mist churned and surged, and one could vaguely hear the mournful cries of countless vengeful spirits within.

If an ordinary Cultivator Tribulation Transcendence dares to approach within a hundred feet of this barrier, their physical body will be instantly drained of its life Qi and Blood by the Deathly Stillness Laws contained within, turning them into a dried-up corpse.

Chen Changqing stood at the edge of the cliff and took out a Nine Nether Domain-Entry Token from his Heaven-Stepping Ring.

The jet-black Token felt icy cold to the touch, and the ancient runes carved on its surface spontaneously emitted a faint blue glow the moment they came into contact with the deathly aura of the outside world.

"Go."

Chen Changqing then poured a wisp of pure Pure Yang Law Power into the Token.

Buzz.

The Token trembled violently and flew out of my hand into the air.

The eerie blue light suddenly surged, casting a distorted halo several meters wide on the gray-black deathly aura wall.

Click.

A crisp cracking sound rang out from the thick barrier surface. Then, the deathly aura Principle, which even Heavenly Monarch level expert would find difficult to break through, slowly tore open a narrow crack about ten feet wide under the pull of the Token's power.

The incomparably violent Nine Nether Yin Baleful Intent surged forth from the crack.

These Yin Baleful Intent are different from the Yin Qi in the outside world. They contain Taiyin Death Venom, which corrodes the soul. As soon as they surge out, the hard Obsidian ground around them melts into puddles of black water at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The Yin Baleful Intent rushed towards him, even penetrating the barrier of ordinary protective Gang Qi, and directly drilled into the Cultivator's Sea of Consciousness and acupoints.

Such corrosive power would immediately cause severe damage to the soul of an ordinary True Lord Monarch.

Just as the Yin Baleful Intent was about to touch Chen Changqing's brow, a Jade Pendant hanging on his chest suddenly lit up.

That was the Pure Yang Soul-Protecting Jade that Master Daoist Chen Yuan had given me before.

A gentle, clear, pure Pure Yang light burst forth from the Jade Pendant, transforming into a thin curtain of light that adhered to the body's surface.

Sizzle sizzle sizzle

The Taiyin Death Venom, powerful enough to corrode the Primordial Spirit, collided with the Pure Yang Dao light, producing a series of explosive sounds like water being poured into a hot oil pan, and was instantly evaporated completely.

Within the Sea of Consciousness, the Twelve Primordial Spirits sat as still as mountains, unmoved in the slightest.

Chen Changqing took a step forward.

Using the Drunken Immortal Moon-Gazing Step, he transformed into a streak of azure light, plunging directly into the Nine Nether Ghost Domain through the narrow crack.

The moment he passed through the barrier, the crack quickly closed, and the deathly aura returned to its original state.

The moment they stepped inside the barrier, the Heaven and Earth Laws around them suddenly changed drastically.

There was no sun, no moon, and not a single star in the sky.

The entire Firmament appeared as a thick, inky black, oppressive and heavy, almost hanging down to the top of one's head.

This is eternal night.

The ground beneath their feet was an endless expanse of dark brown, decaying soil. The air was filled with the smell of decay and decay, so thin that it was almost impossible to sense any normal Five Phases Spiritual Qi. Only boundless Yin Baleful Intent and death energy flowed freely.

Here, the vitality of the living is dazzlingly bright, like a beacon shining in the dark depths of the sea.

Chen Changqing landed on a desolate hill covered with withered bones, closed his eyes slightly, and suddenly released his vast and boundless Divine Sense.

Three thousand miles of Divine Sense roared out.

However, his Divine Sense had only spread for less than five hundred miles when it encountered an invisible yet extremely viscous suppression of rules.

The Nine Nether Ghost Domain is filled with the veil of ancient divine souls, and Divine Senses must expend a great deal of mental energy to travel through the black mist with each step, thus compressing the accuracy and range of their exploration by several times.

The Divine Sense that could originally cover three thousand miles could only barely see the movements within a radius of five hundred miles here.

Chen Changqing withdrew part of his Divine Sense, not finding it surprising.

The Nine Nether Ghost Domain has been a burial ground for gods Gods and Devils since ancient times. Its rules are self-contained, and even if an old monster at the Heavenly Monarch Realm enters, its perception range will be greatly weakened.

He flipped his hand and took out an exquisite bronze Soul-Guiding Lamp.

A faint, pale white flame burned at the wick, the very wisp of her natal soul fire that had been separated from Xiaoqian's soul on Evergreen Peak.

At this very moment, the white flame on the Soul-Guiding Lamp flickered slightly in the black wind.

The flames tilted, pointing straight into the deepest part of this Ghost Domain.

"The fact that there's still a reaction means that Xiaoqian's True Soul hasn't been extinguished."

Chen Changqing breathed a sigh of relief.

When Xiaoqian was forcibly taken away by the powerful figures of the Netherworld Palace, her soul was severely damaged when crossing the passage between the two worlds. If it weren't for this natal Soul-Guiding Lamp that sustained her life, she would probably have completely dissipated into the world long ago.

By following the guidance of the Soul-Guiding Lamp, we can find the exact location where Xiaoqian is imprisoned.

Just as Chen Changqing was about to put away the Soul-Guiding Lamp and set off, the rotten soil beneath his feet suddenly began to churn violently.

Click, click.

One after another, pale skeletons, gleaming with a metallic sheen, crawled out from the depths of the earth.

These undead creatures resembled ferocious wolves, but were two or three zhang long, with pale green ghostly flames flickering in their eye sockets, and their bodies covered in grotesque and sharp bone spikes.

Nine Nether Corpse Wolves.

The most common low-level undead beasts on the outskirts of the Ghost Domain feed on the flesh and blood of creatures that fall into this place from the outside.

In just a few breaths, hundreds of Nine Nether Corpse Wolves gathered on the surrounding barren hills, letting out low, piercing roars, their scarlet, greedy eyes fixed on the rich life force emanating from Chen Changqing.

Roar!

The lead bone wolf howled to the sky, its four hooves shattering the black earth, transforming into a pale white bone shadow that lunged straight at Chen Changqing's throat.

The remaining hundreds of Corpse Wolves followed closely behind, surging forward like a dark tide.

Facing the horde of ferocious undead beasts charging at him, Chen Changqing didn't even lift an eyelid.

He didn't even draw his sword.

The aura of the Primordial Nine-Turn Body Refining Art trembled slightly around his body, and a trace of Pure Yang Blood Qi seeped out from his pores.

Boom!

The extremely violent and scorching Blood Qi erupted from his body like a volcano.

For these undead creatures who live year-round in the coldest and most yin places, the powerful Qi and Blood of the Pure Yang True Lord are like the most terrifying poison and raging fire in the world.

The dozens of Nine Nether Corpse Wolves charging at the forefront didn't even touch Chen Changqing's clothes before they instantly burst into flames under the impact of the Pure Yang Blood Qi.

The pale green will-o'-the-wisps were ignited by the Pure Yang energy, transforming into raging flames.

With a crackling sound, the wolf bones, as hard as refined iron, were burned into piles of charred ashes in the blink of an eye.

The Corpse Wolves surging up from behind were terrified and let out mournful howls, stopping in their tracks and desperately trying to turn around and flee.