"Am I dead?"
Ling Xiao opened his eyes and found that he was surrounded by darkness.
He thought he had entered the Yellow Springs.
It was bone-chilling cold as if he was in an ice coffin.
He had never been to the Yellow Springs, so he was not sure about his situation.
However, even if he was really dead, he would kill his way out of the Yellow Springs and seek revenge on Lin Yuetian and An Fengyun.
"Boss, you're finally awake!"
Suddenly, a voice rang out. This caused Ling Xiao to be stunned.
The voice was too familiar. It was Ling Yan's.
Could it be that Ling Yan was killed too?
Sigh, what a failure. He thought that Ling Yan would be able to escape and avenge him in the future.
Now, it seemed that he could only kill his way out of the Yellow Springs.
"Ling Yan, don't be afraid. Although we're all dead, we can still kill our way out of the Yellow Springs."
No matter what, Ling Xiao would never give up hope.
Since he was still conscious, it meant that he could still cultivate even if he was dead. Therefore, he did not care.
"Boss, we're not dead!"
Ling Yan's voice sounded very weak.
"Not dead?"
Ling Xiao was stunned. He immediately circulated his inner strength and found that the strength in his body did not weaken. Instead, it showed signs of increasing.
He had already reached the last step of the first turn of the Yin-Yang Realm, the fourth level of hell.
He only needed an external force to push him forward, and he would be able to make a breakthrough.
Kacha!
Something seemed to have cracked.
A ray of light shone in from the outside.
Only then did Ling Xiao realize that he was actually encased in an ice coffin.
He saw Ling Yan through the cracks of the ice coffin.
Ling Yan could only be described as pitiful.
He was so thin that he looked like a bag of bones. His cultivation level was also reduced to zero.
"How could this be?"
Ling Xiao was stunned. Then, fragments of memories appeared in his mind.
He held his head and pondered for a while. Finally, his eyes turned red.
"Why are you so stupid? You destroyed your life's hope for me."
Ling Xiao knew everything that had happened.
When Ling Yan was the Sect Leader of the Eight Immortal Mountain, he had studied the deep sea and even created a magical treasure that could prevent death in the deep sea.
This time, he had relied on this magical treasure to ensure that they would not die.
However, in the process of using this magic weapon, it would continuously absorb Ling Yan's internal energy and physical strength.
Ling Yan didn't die. He was really lucky.
"Boss, what are you talking about? You risked your life to save me. I'll just lose my cultivation base. It's not like I'll die."
Ling Yan said with a smile.
"Good brother, I, Ling Xiao, swear that I won't let you become a cripple!"
Ling Xiao gritted his teeth and knocked the ice coffin open.
This ice coffin should be able to help warriors recover their physical strength and heal their injuries.
At the critical moment, Ling Yan gave it to Ling Xiao to use.
Ling Xiao remembered this friendship deeply in his heart.
He hurriedly took out a life-saving pill and gave it to Ling Yan to ensure that Ling Yan would not die from weakness.
Then, he let Ling Yan temporarily enter the beast ring to rest.
"Shen Dian, are you okay?"
Ling Xiao remembered that Shen Dian seemed to have jumped down.
"Master, don't worry. I'm a spiritual body. The deep sea will not harm me."
Shen Dian's voice sounded. This made Ling Xiao sigh in relief.
However, how to get out of this damn place was a problem.
Only by leaving this place could he treat Ling Yan's injuries.
There were no medicinal herbs here. The conditions were not good. The spiritual energy was very poor. It was not realistic to want to cultivate here.
He stood up and began to look around, hoping to find a way out.
Although he could endure it for the time being, Ling Yan couldn't drag it out. If he did, he would really die.
"No matter what, I can't give up!"
Ling Xiao gritted his teeth and opened his Tai Chi Eye. He released his soul power and began to look for a way out.
Although his courtyard was protected by a formation, if he did not return for a long time, those bastards from Eight Immortal Mountain would have a way to break it.
At that time, his friends would naturally be tortured.
I don't know how the mountain is doing. Did they escape?
And my elder sister, will she be implicated in my affairs?
Although the Moon Clan promised to protect Ling Jiaojiao.
But now that his whereabouts were unknown, Hei Ye Wuxing probably would not have an easy time.
Can the Moon Clan still protect Ling Jiaojiao?
Ling Xiao expressed his doubts.
It was because of this that he became even more anxious.
"En?"
Just as he was feeling extremely anxious, he suddenly discovered that there were actually eight huge tombstones in this seemingly boundless deep sea.
There was no grave under the tombstones.
Instead, there were eight coffins placed directly.
These eight coffins were completely made of bronze. They were chained up by thick iron chains. Strange inscriptions flickered on them.
Clearly, the thing inside had been sealed.
Eight coffins?
Eight tombstones?
Could it be related to the rumored founder of the Eight Immortal Mountain?
It was said that the founder of the Eight Immortal Mountain was eight people. Eight ancient people with extremely high cultivation.
But if it was really them, why were they trapped here?
Ling Xiao did not understand. But since he could not find the exit, with his bold character, he naturally did not mind taking a look.
Thinking of this, he quickened his pace and ran in this direction.
When he got close, he felt the terror of these eight tombstones.
All of them were black.
Ling Xiao stood nearby, as small as an ant.
From the tombstones, a powerful force was constantly released. This kind of power made Ling Xiao somewhat unable to bear it, so he had no choice but to release the Sky Tyrant Martial Spirit.
Since there was no one else here, he was not afraid of being exposed.
The moment the Sky Tyrant Martial Spirit was released, the terrifying pressure on the eight tombstones actually retracted.
It was like eight terrifying beasts meeting an even more terrifying beast king.
"Heart Demon of Sand, Heart Demon of Shock, Heart Demon of Sword, Heart Demon of Snake, Heart Demon of Darkness, Heart Demon of Moon, Heart Demon of Bird!"
These were the words engraved on the eight tombstones.
And in the middle of the eight tombstones, there was a huge rock with a small paragraph of words engraved on it.
The meaning was not difficult to understand. "I have cultivated for thousands of years and finally cultivated the body of the eight immortals. However, the heart demon is difficult to eliminate.
Therefore, the eight immortals are united and the eight heart demons are sealed here.
If there are any juniors who accidentally come here, do not move! "
After reading this, Ling Xiao instantly understood.
This should be the place where the founder of the Eight Immortal Mountain sealed the eight heart demons.
This Ancestral Master was truly terrifying. He actually managed to cultivate eight types of doppelgangers.
Others thought that the eight immortals were eight people, but they did not know that there was only one immortal.
"You don't want me to move? I want to move! "
A smile appeared on Ling Xiao's face.
Anyway, he was trapped here. There was no door to heaven and no road to hell. Instead of waiting for death, he might as well do something. Maybe he could change the situation.
At most, he would die. It was better than being trapped to death.
Thinking of this, he began to observe the chains on the eight coffins.
The thick chains were incomparably huge.
They looked very frightening.
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