Qin Wentian spent many days in front of the waterfall, with beauties by his side. Although it was tranquil, he didn't feel lonely at all.
Qing 'er didn't like to talk as usual. However, when Qin Wentian teased her occasionally, he would notice the subtle changes in her expression. It was a joyful thing, hence, he didn't feel lonely at all.
Half a year had already passed since the battle. Qin Wentian's body had completely recovered and his cultivation base had advanced a step further, stepping into the eighth-level of Celestial Phenomenon. He was only a single step away from the peak of the Celestial Phenomenon Realm, the ninth level. It was as though he could already faintly see the immortal realm.
In the evening, a cool breeze blew gently. Qin Wentian stood before the waterfall, comprehending the innate techniques of his innate techniques. At this moment, a gust of wind gusted by as a grey-colored silhouette flashed past him. Qin Wentian's eyes flickered as he abruptly halted his cultivation. Little Rascal who was beside him also sped towards the void, as though it had discovered something as well.
"Someone's there?" Qin Wentian's silhouette flickered as he soared into the air like a wind roc. He saw a white-robed silhouette standing on top of a rock in front of him.
Her thin white robes fluttered in the wind as her long hair fluttered in the wind. That graceful figure was flawless, and just by looking at her back, one could tell that she was an absolute beauty. This caused a strange expression to appear on Qin Wentian's face. Could this be Namhwang Yunxi?
"Wait, she actually doesn't have any aura at all." Qin Wentian suddenly discovered that he actually couldn't sense her aura at all.
"Who might you be?" Qin Wentian asked.
"Bzz!" Her silhouette flickered as she sped forward like a white spectre, leaving behind faint afterimages in the air.
"What a fast speed." Qin Wentian silently mused. After which, Little Rascal's silhouette flickered as it followed after her.
A strange expression appeared on Qin Wentian's face as he also moved forward. Behind them, a beautiful figure walked out of the house. Seeing Qin Wentian's figure flickering away, she couldn't help but release spatial energy. She took a step forward and disappeared.
Not long after, Qin Wentian and Little Rascal lost track of that person. The speed of that person was simply too fast, like a phantom.
"Underworld Mountain." Qing 'er followed. Seeing the road ahead, her expression changed slightly.
"Qing 'er, what kind of place is Underworld Mountain?" Qin Wentian asked curiously.
"The forbidden ground of the City of Ancient Emperors, there are many geniuses who have entered the depths of the Underworld Mountains, but none of them managed to exit. Up ahead is the entrance of the Underworld Mountains. Qing 'er pointed to the front. Qin Wentian took a closer look and found that there seemed to be an arched mountain there, which seemed to isolate the mountain range from the rest of the world, giving off a cold aura.
"That person entered the Underworld Mountains?" Qin Wentian murmured.
"Wuuu …" Little Rascal let out a low growl. Qin Wentian stared at him and asked, "Little Rascal, what's wrong?"
"Summoning, I can feel the aura of a summoning." Little Rascal's voice was filled with a solemn tone, causing Qin Wentian's expression to stiffen. Little Rascal could feel the aura of a summoning?
"Let's go in and take a look," Qin Wentian spoke. After which, he turned to Qing 'er, "Qing' er, go back and wait for me."
Qing 'er cast a Cold glance at Qin Wentian. Upon seeing her gaze, Qin Wentian smiled, "Let's go in together then. Be careful."
As the sound of his voice faded, Little Rascal directly dashed out. Qin Wentian and Qing 'er followed closely behind.
"It's rumored that the Underworld Mountains are also a ruin left behind by an ancient emperor. However, this ancient emperor was extremely ruthless. Up till now, many geniuses have died in the Underworld Mountains, but nobody knows which ancient emperor he was. Yet, there are still people who dare to enter the Underworld Mountains," Qing 'er explained, as though reminding Qin Wentian.
After entering the Underworld Mountains, there seemed to be only a single passageway. The air was filled with a cold and gloomy aura, causing people to feel somewhat cold.
Little Rascal's speed slowed down. Its body was trembling slightly, as though it was filled with fear. This was the first time Qin Wentian saw Little Rascal in such a state. He could feel the summoning aura, but he was also extremely afraid.
What kind of power was this summoning?
"AWOOO …" A low growl rang out from Little Rascal's mouth. Its body abruptly sprinted forward, rushing towards a canyon ahead.
"Little Rascal." Qin Wentian could sense the nervousness and impulsiveness in Little Rascal's heart. There was an indescribable force guiding it.
"It's very dangerous inside," Qing 'er reminded when she saw Qin Wentian following behind.
"Qing 'er, you go back first," Qin Wentian spoke again, his countenance turning solemn.
Since the Underworld Mountains were known as the forbidden grounds of the City of Ancient Emperors, there would definitely be an intense danger. However, he couldn't ignore Little Rascal, nor could he place Qing 'er in danger.
"My spatial abilities can bring you away at critical moments. Also, my body is protected by my immortal sense." Qing 'er stared at Qin Wentian, shaking her head. Given Qing' er's personality, it was impossible for Qin Wentian to persuade her.
"Fine. Once you encounter danger, you have to leave immediately," Qin Wentian solemnly instructed.
"Okay." Qing 'er nodded her head. After which, Qin Wentian sped ahead. He could sense Little Rascal's location. Very swiftly, they passed through the canyon. There were many strange-looking ancient mountains here, each of them so tall that they touched the heavens. An extremely cold aura permeated the air.
"Little Rascal." Qin Wentian continued forward. Inclining his head, he stared at the peak of a lonely mountain, only to see the silhouette of Little Rascal standing there. The night sky gradually darkened, and the silhouette of Little Rascal resembled a lone wolf as it surveyed its surroundings.
"Bzz." A gust of wind gusted by. On another mountain, a white-robed figure appeared. Qin Wentian stared at this figure, it was none other than the mysterious woman he met before.
Fog suddenly rose up from the mountain range, rising unceasingly, enveloping the entire sky.
"What's going on?" Qin Wentian discovered that even with his powerful eyesight, his vision was greatly obstructed. The entire area seemed to be enveloped by a mysterious black fog. An instant later, when the fog gradually dissipated, Qin Wentian's countenance drastically changed.
The scenery in this space had completely changed. Although there were still ancient mountains, they were even darker. Furthermore, the ancient mountains were no longer the same as before. It was as if they had entered a different space in an instant, and they clearly hadn't moved at all.
"Underworld Mountains," Qing 'er whispered.
"Is this the true Underworld Mountains?" Qin Wentian murmured. It seemed that although Qing 'er knew that the Underworld Mountains were a forbidden ground in the City of Ancient Emperors, she didn't know much about it. When night fell, the true Underworld Mountains would appear in this mountain range.
"That's …" At this moment, Qin Wentian stared at the foot of the mountain range, and his expression froze. After which, he surveyed the Underworld Mountains and discovered many corpses.
The coldness in the air grew colder and colder, as though there was a unique energy present. Qin Wentian's aura began to dissipate, as though it was being stripped away from his body bit by bit.
"What's going on?" Qin Wentian stretched out his hands. The Underworld Mountains were actually able to forcefully strip away the energy in one's body. He glanced at Qing 'er, only to discover that Qing' er had also sensed it.
"Awoooo …" Little Rascal let out another long howl. Its body expanded in size, and it was actually able to devour the energy in the air, unaffected by it.
"Little Rascal." Qin Wentian stared at Little Rascal. At this instant, the white-robed figure abruptly flickered, directly appearing in front of Little Rascal. Qin Wentian's countenance changed as he sped towards the white-robed figure.
"Sir, who are you?" Qin Wentian icily asked. The white-robed figure inclined her head and stared at him. Qin Wentian saw a face so beautiful that it was suffocating. This kind of demonic beauty didn't have the slightest hint of charm. Her eyes were devoid of emotions, yet they contained a terrifying might, as though she was a peak-level expert. There was no aura emanating from her, as though she wasn't a living person at all.
Similarly, she wasn't affected by the Underworld Mountains. Since she had no aura, her energy naturally wouldn't be drained away.
"Are you a human or a ghost?" This was the first time Qin Wentian encountered such an existence. An existence that had no aura, no matter how strong one was. Even if it was the Dongsheng Heaven Emperor, although he didn't release his aura, the aura of a human would still exist. Qin Wentian stood in front of her. If he didn't see her with his own eyes, he wouldn't even be able to sense her existence.
The gaze of the female shifted away, landing on Little Rascal once more. After which, she directly walked towards Little Rascal's body. A scene that caused Qin Wentian to be horrified appeared. Her body didn't seem corporeal, she actually wanted to fuse with Little Rascal's body.
"ROAR!" Little Rascal let out howls of agony as his body struggled violently.
"SCRAM!" Qin Wentian took out his immortal-ranked long spear and directly pierced towards the female's body. However, the long spear directly penetrated through the body of the mysterious female, there was no effect at all.
"Spectre." Qin Wentian's countenance grew unsightly. Little Rascal continued howling as his body trembled even more violently.
"BOOM!" All the energy in Little Rascal's body erupted forth in an instant. The silhouette of the female trembled violently as though she was in a state of discomfort.
"He's afraid of the flames of your bloodline!" Little Rascal shouted. The blood in Qin Wentian's body surged as his entire body glowed with a terrifying white flame. He pointed his finger at Little Rascal, and bzzz ~ a raging wind gusted by. That ghost-like figure directly separated from Little Rascal's body as she coldly stared at Qin Wentian.
Little Rascal had always been raised by Qin Wentian using his bloodline. There was also a trace of Qin Wentian's bloodline power in his body. Earlier when he unleashed his full strength, he discovered that this mysterious female was afraid of his bloodline power.
That female coldly stared at Qin Wentian. After which, she abruptly moved towards Qing 'er's body. In just an instant, it felt as though her body was about to fuse together with Qing' er's.
"Qing 'er!" Qin Wentian's countenance drastically changed. He pointed his finger out once more, only to see that figure reappearing again. She stood in front of them, appearing and disappearing unpredictably.
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