The Nether Sea Nether Sea, an ancient forbidden zone for living beings, is where countless vengeful spirits are trapped and unable to find release.
For the vast majority of cultivators, this is a forbidden land. Even for those at the level of Heavenly Immortal or True Immortal, it is a perilous place. Only those who reach the level of Mystic Immortal or Golden Immortal can explore it. However, if one provokes a mysterious and powerful figure, one will die silently.
Legend has it that the Nether Sea holds countless secrets, where supreme beings from all eras plot their schemes, and where ancient races lie dormant, waiting for their chance.
This place involves too many complexities, making it difficult to calculate the cause and effect; it is a good place for Daoist priests to practice their Daoist arts.
Similarly, many powerful beings also travel through the Nether Sea, strengthening their true spirit through reincarnation, and growing themselves again and again with countless reincarnated avatars.
Even if the disciples of powerful forces in the upper realm are beaten to a pulp while training outside, they can still retain a true spirit. Although they lose their memories, they inherit the karma from their previous life and can be reincarnated to embark on the path of immortality again.
For example, Li Taiqing was actually the reincarnation of the remnant soul of the other party's master, who had retained his true spirit and had not completely perished. Compared to simply leaving behind a trace of his true spirit, it was easier for him to inherit the memories and talents of his previous life.
Han Xuanji recalled that when he killed people before, he always beat their souls to a pulp, but he never completely shattered their true spirits.
He himself did not leave any true spirit in the sect.
"That's good too. It's best to achieve spiritual cultivation in one lifetime. Once the true spirit enters the cycle of reincarnation, is that person still himself?"
Han Xuanji didn't think too much about it. As a Golden Immortal of the Dead Dao, he believed he had some means of survival and wouldn't die so easily.
However, neither Su Ming nor Jiang Hao perished, so they don't need to worry about reincarnation.
One has gone missing, and the other has suffered another major setback.
"Could it be Devil Race again?"
Han Xuanji seemed to be deep in thought.
The Devil Race certainly have many tricks up their sleeves. Although they've eliminated a number of spies, we can't let our guard down.
Han Xuanji's heart stirred slightly, and his Divine Pupils of Fate quietly activated, revealing lines of cause and effect as he attempted to deduce the clues behind this matter.
He might be able to do things that the Heavenly Mystery Lineage can't.
He is now at the Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm, Divine Pupils of Fate is beginning to reveal its true terrifying power.
With the power of the River of Fate, he could temporarily possess deductive abilities comparable to those of Daluo Immortal King.
"To be able to conceal the secrets of heaven to such an extent, one must be at least Taiyi Golden Immortal... and hiding in the Nether Sea, one's concealment is indeed quite profound."
Han Xuanji thought to himself.
The Nether Sea, a place called the Ghost Dragon Hall.
This place is not a magnificent palace, but a vast expanse of bones submerged in the Nether Sea.
Countless massive dragon bones, as large as mountain ranges, intertwine and coil, forming a gloomy and eerie nest space.
A ghostly green light drifted among the skeletons, and a thick aura of death permeated the air.
Deep within the lair, on an altar made of dragon bones, Su Ming was imprisoned in mid-air by dozens of chains entwined with the aura of the underworld, piercing his limbs and torso.
Those chains were not physical entities, but were formed from the pure death energy of the Nether Sea. They writhed slowly like living things, constantly drawing away the immortal essence and life force within his body.
His face was as pale as paper, dried blood remained at the corner of his mouth, and he was barely breathing.
Only those eyes remained fixed on the terrifying figure ahead.
Below the altar was a pool of blood churning with dark red liquid.
Countless tormented and twisted souls floated in the pool, emitting silent wails as they transformed into the purest resentment, continuously flowing into the seated figure at the center of the pool.
The Nether Dragon Devil Venerable.
He was a being born from the combined remains of High Antiquity True Dragon and endless death energy.
Its body was enormous, covered in shattered dragon scales, and its head vaguely retained the shape of a dragon, but its eyes were two swirling, dark vortexes that seemed capable of devouring all light. Its body was surrounded by tangible black demonic energy.
"Tsk tsk... No wonder it inherits the physique of Chaos Gods and Devils, possessing the power of creation."
The Nether Dragon Devil Venerable emitted a hoarse, low voice, like bones grinding together, sending chills down one's spine.
He extended a sharp claw and slowly brushed it across Su Ming's body from a distance.
"I have been trapped in this Nether Sea for far too long... so long that I have almost forgotten the taste of vibrant life."
The voice of the Nether Dragon Devil Venerable carried a hint of intoxication and greed.
"By absorbing your fundamental essence and refining your Gods and Devils physique, I can surely replenish the missing parts of my original self, break this Curse of the Nether Sea, and return to the heavens!"
He opened his enormous mouth, and a terrifying suction force suddenly arose.
Su Ming's body trembled violently, as if his flesh and even his soul were being forcibly torn apart. The intense pain almost made him faint, but he still uttered a harsh threat:
"The sect will avenge me... and Senior Brother Han won't let you off either."
"Haha, that's funny."
The Nether Dragon Devil Venerable grinned maliciously and intensified its devouring power.
"I don't care what sect you belong to or what kind of damned Senior Brother Han you are. Once I've completely refined you, I'll send you along to reunite with me!"
"Sigh, I shouldn't have left the sect so far."
Su Ming felt annoyed.
Han Xuanji had warned him that if he was afflicted with calamity energy, he should not stray too far from the sect, otherwise he would be easily ambushed.
Unexpectedly, his words hit the nail on the head.
Jiang Hao's immortal bones were stolen by a mysterious powerhouse that day. He used the treasure bestowed upon him by his sect to try and escape with the other party, but unexpectedly, he was taken to the Nether Sea by an avatar of the Nether Dragon Devil Venerable. Fortunately, Jiang Hao was rescued.
If things continue like this, he's doomed, and it might even implicate the sect and Senior Brother Han...
Su Ming thought to himself, unwillingly.
Just then!
A ray of starlight, without warning, pierced through the endless deathly aura of the Nether Sea, illuminating this gloomy land of bones with pinpoint accuracy, like a sharp sword cutting through the darkness.
The starlight was completely out of place with the deathly aura of the Nether Sea. Wherever it passed, the surging demonic energy melted away like ice and snow, emitting a mournful "hissing" sound.
The Nether Dragon Devil Venerable suddenly looked up, his two dark, swirling pupils contracting sharply as he stared incredulously at the source of the starlight.
In the depths of this Nether Sea, a world of its own Principle, isolating it from the outside world. How could starlight possibly descend directly there?
Furthermore, its Ghost Dragon Hall is also protected by arrays, making it difficult for ordinary cultivators to discover this place, unless...
Unless a being of the Daluo level intervenes.
It was bathed in starlight.
A figure slowly descended.
Su Ming struggled to lift his head. Through his blurred vision, he saw a tall, slender figure in a green robe slowly solidifying within the cold, starlight pillar, transforming from ethereal to tangible.
His robes fluttered slightly amidst the clash of starlight and deathly aura; his face remained calm. Who else could it be but Han Xuanji?
this...
Senior Brother Han?
What brings Senior Brother Han here?
Su Ming had fantasized that someone would save him, but he never expected Han Xuanji come in person.
He knew Han Xuanji's personality well, and he never expected her to come to such a dangerous place for him.
"Senior Brother Han?"
Many thoughts flashed through Su Ming's mind, and he subconsciously shouted:
"Help me!"
Han Xuanji realized that it would be too late to notify the sect, so he used the Star Shift and Dipper Rotation Technique to get here.
First time using it, but the effect is good, it crossed an infinite distance.
[ Nether Dragon Devil Venerable: Seventh Level of Taiyi Golden Immortal, High Antiquity Daluo- level True Dragon whose remains drifted in the endless Nether Sea after its fall. One day, a new soul was born, calling himself the Nether Dragon Devil Venerable. Guided by the Devil Master's disciple Duan Tianji, he discovered Su Ming's special physique and sought to devour him to perfect himself.]
Late-Stage Taiyi Golden Immortal, and his lineage was related to that of Daluo.
They are quite capable, though.