Netherworld

Shen Luo did not know how long he had been unconscious. A warm current stirred in his lower abdomen, and sensation gradually returned to his body. At last, he woke.

All he could see was darkness. Waves of cold seeped in from every side, as though he were submerged in icy water.

At some point, he had returned to human form. The Yin Spirit Talisman's effect had vanished. Bursts of heat rose from his Dantian, driving out the cold that had invaded his body.

He shuddered, then quickly came fully awake.

Where am I? I haven't entered another dream, have I? Shen Luo looked around.

He was in a dim, desolate place. Black soil and gravel covered the ground, and dense yin energy filled the air. It looked much like the Netherworld Realm he had visited once before.

"Master, I can sense an immense amount of yin energy outside. Could you draw some into the Cosmic Bag? It would help my cultivation greatly," the Ghost General's voice sounded in his mind.

Shen Luo saw the Cosmic Bag at his waist and heard the Ghost General's voice. He was still in reality, not a dream.

Could this be the Netherworld? Where are Brother Lu and Xie Yuxin? He formed a hand seal and activated the Cosmic Bag. A suction force emerged from within it.

Yin energy gathered from all around and poured into the bag like a hundred rivers flowing to the sea.

The Ghost General gave an excited cackle, absorbed the dense yin energy, and went off to cultivate on his own.

Shen Luo silently circulated his cultivation technique, sending Magic Power through his body. Waves of heat continued to rise from his Dantian, soon expelling every trace of yin energy left inside him.

The source of that heat was