"No... I'm already here, I want to give it a try."
Jiang Hao said:
"You've lived in the Nether Sea for so long, you should know how to get there, right?"
"Sigh... forcing our way in is impossible."
The Nether Crow gave him a helpless look, landing on Jiang Hao's other shoulder, its voice unusually grave.
" The Wall of Sighs will devour any living being that tries to force its way through; the more one struggles, the faster one sinks. One must find its weak point, or... wait for the occasional natural crack that appears."
"Weak points? Cracks?"
Jiang Hao frowned.
"Yes, this Wall of Lamentation is not a solid block; there are always some areas that are relatively fragile due to differences in its composition or spatial-temporal disturbances."
The tidal fluctuations of the Nether Sea itself sometimes create brief gaps here.
But finding them requires luck, and even more so, time.
The Nether Crow explained,
"Moreover, even if you find it, traversing it is extremely dangerous. If you fail to pass through before the rift closes, or if you trigger some terrifying entity, the consequences would be unimaginable."
However, just as they were about to approach a relatively stable space, a sudden change occurred.
A malevolent divine thought, like an invisible giant net, suddenly descended from the dark void ahead, firmly locking them in.
"Hmm? A Nether Crow, and a... Human Race insect?"
A hoarse voice rang out.
Ripples spread across the void, and a figure slowly emerged.
The newcomer was clad in a dark, night-like robe. His face was shrouded in the shadow of his hood, revealing only a pair of eerie blue eyes. He exuded a dense aura of death and a pressure far exceeding that of the Golden Immortal Realm, clearly indicating that he was a powerful figure who had long resided in the Nether Sea, cultivating unorthodox Cultivation Method.
"It is said that the Nether Crow knows many secrets of the Nether Sea and is a special creature of the Nether Sea, but it avoids communication with other creatures. You, kid, can actually communicate with the Nether Crow and even have it lead you to find treasure. What secrets do you have?"
The black-robed man's gaze, like that of a venomous snake, fell upon Jiang Hao, filled with scrutiny.
"Your health is quite good..."
The Nether Crow's feathers bristled instantly, emitting a threatening, sharp cry:
"Caw! What are you! You dare to covet your Lord Crow!"
Jiang Hao's heart sank; he immediately realized that he had encountered Evil Cultivator. What kind of good person could someone be able to entrenched in the Nether Sea for so long?
The other party had clearly sensed the extraordinary nature of the Nether Crow and wanted to interrogate him.
However... Jiang Hao really didn't know what it was about him that attracted the Nether Crow.
He secretly channeled his Law Power, knowing that the difference in strength was enormous, but he would never sit idly by and wait for death.
"Senior, we have no intention of offending you; we are merely passing through and would appreciate your assistance."
Jiang Hao clasped his hands in a fist salute and said in a deep voice, attempting to ease the situation.
"Convenient?"
The man in black robes let out a chilling low laugh.
"I, the Soul-Devouring Ancestor, have never known the meaning of convenience in this Nether Sea! Hand over the secret, and I might consider granting you a quick death, refining your soul into my Myriad Soul Banner —that would be your good fortune!"
"As for you, you Nether Crow, you seem unafraid of death, but I won't let you die so easily."
As he spoke, the man in black robes sneered again.
They completely disregarded both of them.
After all, what kind of trouble could a mere insect at the Golden Immortal Realm level, coupled with a powerless Nether Crow, possibly cause?
The Nether Crow cried out:
"I think you're courting death. Do you really think your Lord Crow has no skills?"
"Oh?"
Upon hearing this, the Soul-Devouring Ancestor became somewhat cautious.
The next second, the Nether Crow quickly made its escape.
Jiang Hao, sensing the same intent, activated a talisman and attempted to escape.
However, how could the other side possibly let it escape?
With a mere thought, the Soul-Devouring Ancestor unleashed a vast, all-encompassing ghostly aura, carrying a chilling aura and a soul-corroding power, that enveloped Jiang Hao and the Nether Crow!
That imposing aura clearly indicated an intention to completely suppress Jiang Hao, search his soul, and then capture the Nether Crow.
Jiang Hao immediately felt as if his body was trapped in a quagmire, and the surrounding space was imprisoned by a powerful force, making even movement extremely difficult.
The piercing scream assaulted his consciousness, causing him excruciating pain and making his soul feel as if it were about to shatter.
The absolute difference between Daluo Golden Immortal and Golden Immortal was now clearly revealed.
With just a casual move, the Soul-Devouring Ancestor was able to easily inflict excruciating pain on Jiang Hao, who was virtually invincible among Golden Immortal of the same realm.
"Oh no... Could this kid really just be a hothead?"
The Nether Crow muttered to itself.
It seems like it's just being presumptuous.
At this moment, a calm voice suddenly rang out in the deathly silent space of the Nether Sea.
"Noisy."
However, these two simple words seem to possess an unparalleled power to change the world.
The moment the sound faded, the overwhelming horde of vengeful spirits vanished instantly.
A ray of starlight pierced the darkness, and with it, a figure in a green robe appeared silently before Jiang Hao.
He seemed to have always been there, or as if he had walked from time immemorial. He did not exude any powerful aura, yet he naturally became the absolute center of this world.
"Senior Brother Han!"
Jiang Hao was overjoyed to see Han Xuanji.
It was as if he had found his pillar of support, but then he lowered his head in shame.
The Nether Crow immediately stopped fleeing, a playful look appearing in its eyes.
The Soul-Devouring Ancestor's confident grin froze on his face. The surging death energy around him seemed to have its source squeezed by an invisible giant hand, instantly subsiding.
He felt his connection to the Principle of the Nether Sea was forcibly severed, and his cultivation, which was enough to make him a dominant force in the Nether Sea, became as insignificant and powerless as a mortal.
[ Soul-Devouring Ancestor: Seventh-Turn Daluo Golden Immortal, the patriarch of the Ghost Immortal Sect. Originally Rogue Cultivator Human Race cultivator, he unexpectedly fused with a rare object from the Nether Sea. Although his body became neither human nor ghost, he cultivated extremely quickly by utilizing the energy of the Nether Sea.]
What roadside?
Han Xuanji's first reaction was this, then she quickly realized...
Seventh-Turn Daluo Golden Immortal, that's quite a good level of cultivation.
In the Immortal Realm, he would be considered a patriarch or ancestor.
My apologies, my apologies.
Han Xuanji inwardly examined himself, realizing he couldn't be as arrogant as the person before him.
"Hmm? Who are you?"
The Soul-Devouring Ancestor stared wide-eyed in horror at those eerie blue eyes, saying in disbelief:
"Could it be... Hunyuan?"
He hadn't finished speaking.
In the next instant, Han Xuanji raised his hand and extended a finger.
A ray of Chaos Divine Light, refined to its extreme and seemingly containing the most fundamental power since the beginning of time, silently shot out from his fingertips.
There was no loud noise, no explosion.
Where the divine light passed... all traces of the Soul-Devouring Ancestor's existence were wiped away, turning into the most primordial nothingness.
Its aura completely dissipated into the Nether Sea, as if it had never existed.
In the world, only the gradually calming death energy of the Nether Sea remained, along with Jiang Hao and the Nether Crow, who stood there dumbfounded.
The Nether Crow was the first to react. Its bristling feathers slowly settled, and it shrank its neck, cautiously looking around. Its voice trembled with disbelief. "Caw... just... just like that, gone?"