"Have we arrived?"
Patriarch Wuling opened his eyes, and two beams of five-colored light shot out, disappearing along the way.
"This time, I have to acquire the Abyssal Fruit."
A single Abyssal Fruit could increase one's lifespan by five thousand years. Ancestor Wuling was confident that he could become a sovereign within five thousand years. At that time, he would have a chance to change his fate.
The door to the room opened and Patriarch Wuling waved his hand. Ye Chen and the other four turned into five beams of light and entered the five-colored space in Patriarch Wuling's palm.
Putting away the multicolored ship, Wuling Patriarch looked at the volcanic island. His figure flashed, and he instantly arrived at the mouth of the volcano.
Frowning slightly, Old Ancestor Wuling hesitated. Every time he entered, he would hesitate for a while. This was not a good place. Even with his strength as a Quasi-Venerable, he had to be on tenterhooks. If not for the fact that his lifespan was almost up, he would not enter even if he was beaten to death. "Forget it. This is the last time. If I don't succeed this time, I can only choose other methods to increase my lifespan."
The hesitation on Old Ancestor Wuling's face disappeared, and an astonishing light burst forth from his eyes. With a whoosh, his body turned into a five-colored light and flew down the volcano.
After a while, Patriarch Wuling arrived at the mouth of the volcano.
To Old Ancestor Wuling, the cold air created by the Nine Nether Cold Ice was just the cold air of winter. Even if he didn't circulate his spiritual source, it wouldn't be a big problem. What he was afraid of was the Nether Ghost guarding the entrance.
In hell, not to mention ordinary ghosts, there were powerful ghosts such as the Yellow Springs Ghosts, the Nether Ghosts, the Impermanence Ghosts, and the monarch-like Ghost Kings. Ordinary people didn't know about these things. Even Quasi-Venerables didn't know much about them. Only Supremes knew some information about them. As for Wuling Old Ancestor, he had once obtained a tattered ghost book, so he more or less knew about the levels of ghosts.
The strength of ghosts couldn't be judged by the strength of the universe because they didn't have a physical body. Unless it was a supreme martial art, normal attacks would be ineffective against them. This was also why ghosts were so difficult to deal with. Their martial arts were almost useless.
Stepping on the Nine Nether Frozen Ice, Ancestor Wuling walked toward the black lava step by step.
Glug glug glug …
The black magma made a bubbling sound, but what came out was bone-chilling cold.
Suddenly, a black shadow flashed towards Ancestor Wuling.
"We have fought so many times. Why don't you know your place?" Old Ancestor Wuling waved his hand and a five-colored light spread out, turning into a barrier that blocked the black shadow.
Bang!
The black shadow bounced back, but a layer of ice formed on the multicolored barrier, showing signs of collapsing.
The black shadow floated above the black magma, and the blackness on its body gradually faded, revealing a face without any signs of life. This face was very strange, as if it was wearing a mask. Its eyes had no pupils, only sclera. No matter from which angle you looked at it, you would feel that it was looking at you. That kind of cold and vicious gaze was like maggots in the tarsal bone, impossible to get rid of.
Old Ancestor Wuling frowned. With his lethality against ghosts, it was really difficult for him to eliminate the other party. Moreover, it was a little irrational to fight to the death with a Nether Ghost.
"Form the formation."
Wuling Old Ancestor opened his right hand, and Ye Chen, Scarlet Wind Emperor, and Fire Sparrow Emperor rushed out. The three of them formed a square formation with Wuling Old Ancestor, surrounding the Nether Ghost in the center.
In the next moment, a five-colored light surged out from the four of them, forming a five-colored cube that sealed the Nether Ghost.
"Come back!"
After putting away Ye Chen and the other two, Wuling Old Ancestor dove into the black magma. This Four Symbols Barrier couldn't seal the Nether Ghost for long, so he had to enter Hell in a short time.
In the black magma, it was bone-chilling. Wuling Old Ancestor circulated his spiritual source and formed a spiritual source barrier outside his body. Even so, traces of cold aura still passed through the barrier and reached Wuling Old Ancestor's body.
Gradually, two specks of dim light appeared below.
That was the entrance to Hell.
When the dim lights were right in front of him, he discovered that it was an illusory door. The door had two plates, and there were two torches on it. The torches were burning with ghostly flames.
Creak!
Wuling Old Ancestor took a deep breath and pushed the door open. His figure flashed, and he flew in.
Above the black magma, the five-colored cube collapsed. The Nether Ghost looked around, and when he saw that there was no one, he slowly sank into the black magma.
…
In Hell, there was no sunlight, and there were no bright plants. Although the entire environment wasn't pitch black, it was very dark, like dusk on a human planet.
Dead silence, bleak, and gloomy. This was Hell, and there were no signs of life.
If a normal person stayed here for a period of time, they would go crazy if they weren't killed by the ghosts.
"This is the fifth time I've come to Hell. I hope my luck is better."
Wuling Old Ancestor was already used to the environment here, so he didn't make a fuss. After all, in most people's imagination, Hell should be like this.
After looking around, Wuling Old Ancestor suddenly teleported toward the east.
After about three days, Wuling Old Ancestor saw a terrifying mountain that was five hundred thousand feet tall. This mountain was filled with cold aura, and it wasn't as open as the mountains in the human world. Of course, it was grand.
In Hell, mountain peaks were also called Yin Mountains, and they were treasured lands that powerful ghosts fought over. Those who successfully seized a Yin Mountain would have the title of Mountain Ghost, which was equivalent to the lord of a city. Many ghosts who weren't strong enough would fight to join them and become one of their subordinates. According to the size of the Yin Mountain, one could tell how powerful the power of the Yin Mountain's master, Mountain Ghost, was.
The smallest Yin Mountain was three hundred thousand feet tall, followed by three hundred thousand feet, five hundred thousand feet, and ten million feet. The Yin Mountain, which was one hundred thousand feet tall, had the smallest power. Three hundred thousand feet tall was already a small scale. The five hundred thousand feet tall Yin Mountain was considered a powerful power. After all, there were differences in strength among Mountain Ghosts. The weakest was a Grade One Mountain Ghost, and the five hundred thousand feet tall Yin Mountain Ghost was a Grade Three Mountain Ghost.
As for the Nether Ghosts that guarded the entrance to Hell, they weren't even Mountain Ghosts. Otherwise, they wouldn't be used to guard the entrance to Hell.
If this five hundred thousand feet tall Yin Mountain had a Grade Three Mountain Ghost, Wuling Old Ancestor definitely wouldn't have come. He was confident that he could handle a Grade One Mountain Ghost, but he wouldn't be able to handle a Grade Two Mountain Ghost. A Grade Three Mountain Ghost could completely devour him, unless a few powerful quasi-venerables like the Azure-Robed Emperor came.
This Yin Mountain was discovered by Wuling Old Ancestor the second time he came. What surprised him even more was that this Yin Mountain was actually sealed. From the foot of the mountain to the peak, there were a total of forty-nine seals. Each seal corresponded to a layer. In other words, there were a total of forty-nine layers. When Wuling Old Ancestor came the second time, he didn't rashly charge in. On his third time, he was nearing the end of his lifespan, so he took the risk and fought his way to the thirty-fourth layer. On his fourth time, he fought his way to the thirty-eighth layer. This was his fifth time.
According to the tattered ghost book, every Yin Mountain had a chance of growing a Nether Tree. The Nether Tree would bear a fruit every ten thousand years. This fruit was the Nether Fruit that could increase one's lifespan.
Wuling Old Ancestor didn't see the Nether Tree on the thirty-eighth layer. He pinned his hopes on the fortieth layer and above.
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