Chapter 3951: The Ghost of the Nine Netherworlds
ected are probably related to his destroying the divine power of Hua Muchen.” 。You've known him for a while now, haven't you How many times have you seen him use it Zhu Yinglong stroked his chin thoug...The only thing that still comforted Lu Xia Tian was that it seemed that ordinary Xuan Xian-level powerhouses lacked resistance to the water in this stream. It affected him, but it hadn't reached a point where he couldn't resist it.
As for the two celestial-ranked powerhouses, Ti Ye and Shi Nian, they clearly had stronger resistance to Xiao Xi's abilities.
But the reactions of those two crimson and black dragons were so huge, it also shows that either the Withered Sea or something powerful within it must have something impressive, causing these two extremely powerful dragon clans to immediately withdraw.
Lu Xia Tian now also wanted to leave, but he was afraid of Jiang Chen, that old monster. Once this old fellow fell into silence, there was no news at all. Even before the deaths of Shi Jian and Shi Zhong, there was no reaction. Obviously, he was a ruthless person. Ti Ye and Shi Nio were also powerful, Lu Xia Tian thought to himself, it's better to be careful and not give these two guys a chance to attack him. With the strange nature of this dead elm forest, his chances of escaping were not small.
Despite facing a powerful, potential threat in Elder General Jiang, who could awaken at any moment or be secretly observing everything around him, Lu Xiaoteng's heart remained uncertain. Before having enough assurance of escape, Lu Xiaoteng dared not act rashly to avoid provoking Elder General Jiang and causing irreparable consequences.
As they reached this stream, several more Xuanxian-level withered silkworm warriors plunged into the water. The other withered silkworm warriors realized that the situation was unfavorable for them and retreated one by one. Lu Xia Tian and Tiye, along with Shi Niao, finally let out a sigh of relief.
"Master truly has sharp eyes. The two of us are clueless about a single hair on our heads. We didn't expect that Daoist Dongfang would find clues about the Nether Withering Sea so quickly. As for what to do next, please instruct us, Daoist Dongfang." Ti Ye said with delight.
"Let's take a break and recover first, then we can go back to these streams. As for the Sea of Withered Souls, my knowledge is very limited." Lu Xiaoxian hesitated for a moment. Since entering the Dead Sandalwood Forest, every step was filled with unexpected changes, leaving Lu Xiaoxian overwhelmed. Although he had some guesses, he couldn't be certain if these crisscrossing streams connected to the Sea of Withered Souls or led to another dangerous place."
Tiye and Shi Nian nodded simultaneously. Although they hadn't suffered much damage in the recent battle, their expenditure was considerable. After witnessing the power of those streams and calming down, they realized that these streams, or the hidden dangers lurking within the Mingshu Sea behind them, would not be insignificant. In their current state, venturing there might not yield any favorable results.
After a brief rest, everyone recovered as good as new. The spatial energy that had been nearly depleted within them returned to normal. Tiye and Shixiao protected Lu Xia tian in the middle, and the three carefully passed over the small streams above, searching forward.
As the area of crisscrossing streams was left behind, the sparse dead mulberry forest began to disappear. Two dragon roars echoed from behind, startling Lu Xiaoteng. He glanced back and saw that the dead mulberry forest had vanished. In the grayish-white sky, a gigantic painting seemed to float in mid-air. Within the painting, the dead mulberry forest was faintly visible, and a faint aura of melancholy emanated from it.
Lu Xia Tian gasped, a thought flashing through his mind. Could it be that the withered mulberry forest they had entered before was just a painting
The same shock appeared on the faces of Ti Ye and Shi Nian.
This Demonic Withering Silkworm Venerable's methods are truly formidable. To be able to refine such a vibrant and lively grove of withered mulberry trees into a painting scroll is incredible. Even with Lu Xia Tian's powerful soul, he was completely unaware when he entered it. Even if he suspected now that everything before him was just within a painting scroll, Lu Xia Tian still couldn't discern the flaws in the withered mulberry trees and layers of falling leaves.
At this moment, Lu Xiaotian couldn't help but have some doubts. Was his space on the way to the Withered Sea, or had he entered another painting again
Along the way, the small stream has become a surging river. The water inside is turbulent and rushes forward incessantly.
The pull from within had increased once again, and Lu Xia Tian felt a growing sense of worry. What if they truly reached the vicinity of the Nether Withering Sea Would he be able to withstand the immense pull emanating from it
“Two fellow cultivators, the situation here is already dire, and the gravitational pull near the Nether Abyss will certainly be even stronger. I wonder if senior has any methods to deal with it At this rate, we may not even survive to reach the Nether Abyss.” As they approached this nameless river, Lu Xia Tian spoke in a grave tone. This was no exaggeration. With each water body they encountered, the pull grew stronger. Judging by the current trend, things could be far worse than they imagined.
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“The master has left some means. As long as we reach the Dead Sea of Souls, any crisis will naturally be resolved by the master himself. Eastern Daoist friend, please rest assured.” Tiye said.
"I hope so, but judging by the current situation, if there are no other means, I'm afraid I won't even make it to the Mingku Sea alive." Lu XiaTian was about to say something when his expression suddenly changed.
Only to see within the originally surging river, that seemingly unremarkable river water rose into monstrous waves. The waves twisted and turned, forming figures of humans, beasts, and even corpse demons.
These water demons roared as they surged towards the shore, Corpse-Dance's curved blade flashed out. *Boom boom boom*, the oncoming water monsters exploded into a rain of water droplets under the blade's shadow, turning into a downpour.
The raindrops falling carried an astonishing pull. Even Lu Xia Tian wanted to dodge, but it was unrealistic, rain was falling everywhere, there was no place to escape.
At night, Tiye extended his hand and released a massive amount of fire from the corpses of countless crows. The flames erupted into the void, forming a vast wall of fire that shielded a relatively safe area above their heads.
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Ordinary rainwater hitting the flames produced plumes of smoke, as if it contained an astonishingly corrosive power. The smoke twisted and contorted into shapes resembling grotesque demons.
Ti Ye and Shi Niao, two figures who were now ashen-faced, had realized from their first encounter with this supernatural being that it was a formidable opponent. Furthermore, they were tasked with protecting Lu Xia Tian, which somewhat restricted their movements.
“These ghosts from the Nine Netherworlds are formidable. Though not born from true Weak Water, their numbers are considerable and difficult to deal with. Over time, my fellow and I fear we wouldn't be able to fully protect Friend Dongfang. The only option is to do our best to delay them, while Friend Dongfang seizes the opportunity to make a timely breakthrough. Any delay could jeopardize Master’s affairs.” Tiye extended her finger and tapped rapidly, several Corpse Fire Long Blades appearing, slashing towards the ghosts that had already pierced through the Corpse Fire Barrier.
"Nine Nether Ghost" Lu Xia Tian's heart skipped a beat. To make both Ti Ye and Shi Nian so nervous, its power must be extraordinary.
With its unmatched power, the Wujiao corpse fire and sword shadows clashed, shattering several ghost figures. However, these phantoms dispersed into the surrounding gray storm, not completely vanishing. Instead, the rain formed rows of fang-like phantom soldiers that engaged with the fire swords forged by the Wujiao corpse fire, clashing fiercely and causing a shower of sparks. At this stage, these ghosts from Jiuyou hadn't even unleashed their formidable divine powers. They had already fought to a stalemate with Tiye's Wujiao corpse fire in a chaotic, heated exchange.
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