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A distance of several hundred meters sounded very far, but it was nothing to cultivators.
After all, a Spirit Stream cultivator could cross the river in the span of a few breaths if they used their movement techniques at full power.
However, there were so many people waiting on the shore, yet not a single person was able to cross the river. This was a serious problem. Clearly, there was some kind of restriction on the river that prevented cultivators from flying. Otherwise, these people wouldn't be waiting here like idiots.
Chu Chen narrowed his eyes slightly. He clearly remembered that the first wave of cultivators that boarded the ancient ship had about 30 people. But now, there were actually 5 less cultivators waiting on the shore.
It was obvious that these five people had died because they failed to cross the River Styx.
At this thought, Chu Chen's heart grew solemn. Those who could obtain the ghost head crystal talisman were all elites of the Evil Dao. Whether it was in terms of temperament or cultivation, they were the best of the best.
An elite elite like that would be a hero anywhere in the outside world. However, someone like that couldn't even pass the first obstacle, the Styx River, in the Yin Mountain Secret Realm. It was obvious that the danger of this secret realm was far greater than what was originally estimated.
How could they cross the river?
Chu Chen furrowed his brows slightly. When his gaze swept over a certain direction, he was suddenly taken aback. He saw the handsome silver-haired man he saw earlier sitting quietly at a corner of the pier.
His eyes were closed, and his expression was neither sad nor happy. No trace of emotion could be seen on his face.
The chilly wind whistled, causing his silver hair to flutter in the wind. Just by looking at his back, anyone would think that he was a peerless beauty with an outstanding figure.
His face was very calm, as if he was in another world. He was indifferent to everything in front of him, and he didn't seem anxious at all because he couldn't cross the river.
The others didn't have such a good temperament.
Most of the Evil Dao cultivators stood on the banks of the river, frowning. After the Underworld Sail brought them here, there was no more movement. Thus, they couldn't rely on the ancient ship to cross the river.
So how were they going to cross the river? Were so many people going to be stopped by a mere river? Were they going to stop exploring the Yin Mountain Secret Realm?
Among the crowd, Lord Changsheng's fair and plump face was all smiles, looking completely harmless.
He was very good at hiding himself. He was able to hide himself in the crowd without revealing anything.
If Chu Chen had not seen him before, no one would have imagined that this fat man was one of the three masters of the Medicine Palace. He was a true sect leader.
As the crowd waited on the banks of the Nether River for a longer period of time, the anxious and restless atmosphere in the air grew stronger and stronger. The continuous Nether River completely blocked everyone's path forward. They couldn't think of any way to resolve it.
"Enough, I've waited long enough!"
Just when almost everyone was frowning, an impatient voice suddenly sounded from the void.
Everyone looked up and saw a skinny black-robed old man in the crowd suddenly stand up. His face was cold and disdainful. "If we keep waiting like this, how long will it take? We've just entered the Yin Mountain Secret Realm, and we're already stuck in our first obstacle. Isn't this making the ancient Yin Emperor look down on the experts of the world?! "
The skinny black-robed old man was clearly an impatient person. His long hair hung loosely over his shoulders. Although his face was skinny and old, his eyes were like two pools of blood that emitted a towering demonic aura. "If you don't dare to cross, then I will! I want to see how powerful a mere fake Nether River is. Get out of my way! "
Waving his hand, the scrawny old man strode towards the bank of the Nether River.
As he walked forward, dense dark blue demonic light began to appear around him, emitting waves of evil demonic aura.
"Old Demon Scarlet Eye, I advise you not to be so impulsive."
A grey-robed man who seemed to be familiar with the skinny old demon shook his head. "The Yin Mountain Secret Realm has an ancient restriction that prevents anyone from flying. You've also seen the power of the Nether River. Even the cyan-eyed demon who cultivated the 'bronze devil body' couldn't resist the corrosion of the water and turned into a skeleton. If you don't want to die, you'd better be careful. "
"Heh, Poison Heart Devil Monarch, you don't need to advise me. How can a mere 'bronze devil body' compare to my 'nine hells true energy'? I spent dozens of years cultivating this protective true energy. If it can't even cross a river, then I'll be a joke! "
The skinny old demon laughed. After arriving at the banks of the Nether River, he waved his hand. A white light exploded in the air and turned into a huge white skull that floated above the Nether River.
"I want to see what the Nether River can do to me. I'm going!"
With a loud shout, Old Demon Chi Tong leaped onto the white skull in a flash. Then, he waved his sleeve, and the huge skull let out a loud bang and carried him forward.
A cold wind whistled and turbid waves surged.
In the surging black river water, Old Demon Scarlet Eye's sleeves fluttered in the wind as he stood on top of a huge skull. He looked like an emissary of the Demon Lord who had walked out from the netherworld. He had the bearing of an ambitious and ruthless person.
After traveling for a distance of five hundred feet, the white bone skull was still very stable. However, when the skull reached fifty feet, a strange change suddenly occurred.
A faint white shadow flashed across the surface of the gloomy black river, and the huge skull actually began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye!
How … how could this be?!
Old Demon Scarlet Eye's expression changed greatly. The white skull was an evil magic tool that he had painstakingly refined for dozens of years. It had long become one with his mind, and he could control it with ease.
But at this moment, the magic tool that was connected to his mind suddenly lost control. The skull, which was originally three meters wide, shrank to five meters in size in just a few breaths of time!
"Old Demon, it's dangerous. Come back quickly!"
"There's an evil spirit in the Nether River that forbids magic tools from crossing. Your magic tool has gone out of control!"
The people on the shore saw that something was wrong and immediately warned him.
Old Demon Scarlet Eye's expression changed wildly. He gritted his teeth and roared, "Stay still!"
Boom …
Amidst the violent explosion, a strong dark blue light burst out from his body, and madly poured into the skull-shaped magic tool under his feet in a grandiose manner.
With the help of this vital energy, the shrinking skull finally stabilized and seemed to be under his control again.
"Old Demon, it's dangerous. Come back quickly!"
"There's an evil spirit in the Nether River that forbids magic tools from crossing. Your magic tool has gone out of control!"
The people on the shore saw that something was wrong and immediately warned him.
Old Demon Scarlet Eye's expression changed wildly. He gritted his teeth and roared, "Stay still!"
Boom …
Amidst the violent explosion, a strong dark blue light burst out from his body, and madly poured into the skull-shaped magic tool under his feet in a grandiose manner.
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