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Chapter 113

Words:2987Update:22/06/27 09:13:20

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Dark Sparrow's Grave, the underground world!

Darkness entered his eyes. His surroundings were filled with boundless wilderness. The sky was gloomy and the air was oppressive. Every thousand feet, there was an ancient black pagoda engraved with mysterious Dao runes, emitting a faint fiery glow that illuminated the underground world.

Ning Fan immediately felt a wave of cold air rushing towards his face as soon as he walked out of the teleportation formation. It wasn't his body that was cold, but his heart.

Strangely, the flow of magical power in his Yin Yang Evil Veins doubled under the influence of the cold air.

This meant that the efficiency of cultivating evil arts here was at least doubled compared to the outside world!

"This cold air is somewhat mysterious."

Ning Fan shivered slightly, but when he scanned it with his spirit sense, the coldness in his heart vanished. However, the others weren't as relaxed as him.

Xue Qing was an early Gold Core expert, but he was still shivering under the cold air. As for Little Zhihe and Lan Mei, they were only at the Harmonious Spirit realm, so their hair was covered with frost.

"Brother Fan, I'm so cold."

Zhihe whispered. She might be able to endure the cold, but she liked to act coquettishly in front of Ning Fan.

"Silly girl. According to the sect master, the cold air in the second level will be twice as cold as the first level, and the third level will be twice as cold. You guys don't need to go down anymore. Stay here and cultivate. Dan Fragmentation Cauldron and this fire will keep you guys warm. Take these pills. Xue Qing and I will go to the third level to have a look."

Ning Fan patted Zhihe's head with pity and patted his storage pouch to take out the Dan Fragmentation Cauldron. He pondered for a moment and took out a few decent fire seeds from his storage pouch and threw them into the cauldron. After that, he left all the pills given by Yan Bai to Zhihe and the other girls.

Each of these fire seeds was above the second grade. There was even a third grade spiritual fire that was given by Old Ancestor Jing Zhuo.

To Ning Fan, these spiritual fires weren't essential, but they were good for keeping the girls warm.

He didn't take out the Black Demon Flame. Firstly, it was too violent. If Ning Fan wasn't here, the Earth Vein Demonic Flame would lose its suppression, which might lead to unforeseen events. Secondly, Ning Fan decided to devour the Black Demon Flame here!

It wouldn't be difficult for him to reach the half-step Gold Core realm after devouring the Black Demon Flame and integrating it with the Black Demon Art. And the power of fire-elemental spells would be even more terrifying!

This place was extremely cold and gloomy, which was one of the three conditions for devouring the Black Demon Flame. He had also fulfilled the requirements for his cultivation technique, and he had also prepared sufficient Heart Protection Pills. There were two reasons for Ning Fan to descend to the third level of Dark Sparrow's Grave. Firstly, he wanted to see the Pill Devil that Xue Qing mentioned. Secondly, he wanted to devour the Black Demon Flame!

Ning Fan and Xue Qing's silhouettes stepped on the mud and walked further and further away in the drizzle. The spirit fire in the Dan Fragmentation Cauldron was reflected in Zhi He and Lan Mei's eyes, turning into a trace of warmth. Si Wuxie, on the other hand, stared at the Dan Fragmentation Cauldron and felt that it was somewhat familiar …

"I've seen this cauldron before … where?"

...

There were no ghosts in the first level of Dark Sparrow's Grave, and the coldness couldn't cause any harm to Ning Fan. As Ning Fan walked in the curtain of rain, he gradually realized that there was a trace of meaning in the surrounding scenery.

It was very, very faint … Void God Intent …

Sensing this trace of Void God Intent, Ning Fan couldn't help but withdraw his magical force, letting the rain wet his robe.

"Master, there will be rain falling from the first to the ninth level of Dark Sparrow's Grave. It's extremely cold and penetrating … it's best to protect yourself with magical force …" Xue Qing said respectfully.

"It doesn't matter … although the rain is cold, it has great benefits …"

Ning Fan closed his eyes and walked in the rain. His original eagerness to reach the third level was gradually diluted by the rain.

The rain seemed to be able to evoke the memories from the bottom of one's heart and arouse one's melancholy. This was the divine ability of a cultivator above the Spirit Severing realm!

Scenes of the past emerged in front of Ning Fan's eyes. His state of mind was improving at an undetectable speed in the rain. This rain could nourish one's heart …

His face remained unchanged, but a trace of shock gradually rose in his heart.

The old ancestor of Sinister Sparrow Sect from the Upper World had such a high cultivation base. No one knew how many tens of thousands of years had passed, but the Divine Intent of Rain still hadn't dissipated. It could even nourish one's heart.

At the moment when Ning Fan's heart was as tranquil as still water, the dense sound of the rain seemed to condense into an old voice, ringing in Ning Fan's ears.

"The rain is born in the sky and dies on the earth. The process of flowing in between is the life of the rain …"

This sentence contained a sigh that was hidden in the Void Spirit Intent of the rain. When Ning Fan's heart was as tranquil as still water, he heard this sigh.

"Well said!"

He halted his steps, raised his head and looked at the rain! Looking at the trajectory of the raindrops, he fell into deep thought. A moment later, he revealed an inexplicable smile and strode through the curtain of rain.

"Xue Qing, let's go to the second level to watch the rain!"

"Yes!"

The first level of Dark Sparrow's Grave had no end, but somewhere in the middle of it, there was a three thousand zhang deep pit. It was the entrance to the second level.

Both of them jumped into the pit one after another. A sense of weightlessness suddenly emerged in their hearts. The pit seemed to be affected by some mysterious force that forbade them from flying.

Both of them fell down like meteors. Below them was a three thousand zhang wide rain pond. This rain pond was quite mysterious. The force of their fall was incomparably strong, but when it was blocked by the rain qi of the pond, it vanished without a trace.

Ning Fan and Xue Qing took a few steps in the void, flew out of the rain pond, and stood on the shore.

It was still raining all around. In the darkness, one could vaguely see blood-red beastly eyes.

"There are some Harmonious Spirit demons in the second level of Dark Sparrow's Grave. This place is no longer suitable for cultivation. Master, let's go to the third level at once. Don't get entangled with these demons."

Xue Qing looked at the distant eyes in the dark with deep fear. There were hundreds of them, and each of them was a Harmonious Spirit expert.

Even Xue Qing couldn't protect himself when hundreds of Harmonious Spirit demons attacked at the same time. The only thing he could do was to flee.

But when he looked carefully, he could see a trace of fear and dread in those beastly eyes.

"Don't be afraid. They won't dare to come close. This rain pond is interesting. Does the rain of Dark Sparrow's Grave originate from this pond? This place has a very strong Void Spirit Intent!"

Ning Fan's eyes were fixed on the rain pond. Not only was the rain qi rising from the three thousand zhang wide rain pond, but there were also clouds rising from it. Immortal clouds with high Spiritual Qi once again condensed into illusory forms.

His eyes swept across the immortal clouds. These immortal clouds were naturally formed. Each of them was engraved with two cloud marks. Each of them had the quality to refine the Natal Immortal Cloud. Unfortunately, each of them was illusory and dissipated after condensing for a moment.

All of a sudden, his eyes turned solemn!

Among all the illusory immortal clouds, there was only one that didn't disperse!

This cloud seemed to have been nurtured by the rain qi of the rain pond for countless years. Ning Fan didn't know why it didn't disperse. The reason why the other immortal clouds dispersed as soon as they were formed was because this cloud had seized the cloud qi to nurture the cloud marks.

"Four Marks Immortal Cloud … and the quality of this cloud is even higher than Bai Feiteng's cloud … if I can get this cloud …"

Ning Fan's heart was slightly moved. The cultivation of escaping technique wasn't something that could be improved in a day or two, but as for the immortal cloud … if he could get the Four Marks Immortal Cloud and refine it as his Natal Immortal Cloud, it would be rare for anyone below the Nascent Soul Realm to catch up with his speed!

He took a step forward and re-ascended the rain pond to retrieve the cloud in the distance. But as soon as he took a step forward, he suddenly recalled something and retracted his step.

No, the cloud wouldn't seize the cloud qi by itself … there must be something helping this cloud to seize the cloud qi of the other immortal clouds … there must be something hiding above the rain pond …

Ning Fan's spirit sense quietly dived into the rain pond. Immediately, a trace of cold force froze his spirit sense! With a glimpse, Ning Fan seemed to have seen the shadow of a giant beast in the rain pond …

His eyes revealed a trace of shock. His spirit sense had already condensed into sword sense, but it was still frozen … what kind of ferocious beast was hiding under the rain pond? How could it have such cold force?

And that demonic beast, could it be … a Nascent Soul demonic beast?!

This cloud couldn't be seized … although the treasure was precious, one must be alive to enjoy it.

He retracted his fiery gaze and said to Xue Qing. "Let's go to the third level …"

"We can't go anymore …" Xue Qing replied with a bitter smile.

The eyes of the demonic beasts that were hiding in the dark glowed with red light as they walked out. There were hundreds of them, all of them were Harmonious Spirit realm. Each of them had a strange appearance and dense demonic qi. They had white skin, four legs, blood-red eyes, a single horn and a long tail that looked like an icy whip with an inverted hook.

"Rain Beast?"

Ning Fan was slightly surprised. This kind of demonic beast only appeared in ancient times. He didn't expect to see some of them in this place.

However, no matter how many Rain Beasts there were, Ning Fan wasn't afraid of them. His sword sense and sword sense were best at dealing with enemies in groups. As long as there weren't any intermediate Gold Core demonic beasts among the Rain Beasts, it would be futile no matter how many of them there were …

All of a sudden, Ning Fan's eyes glinted with cold light. When he was about to cast out his sword sense, there was a sudden change!

Within the rain pond, an indistinct Divine Will was faintly discernible. When all of the Rain Beasts sensed this Divine Will, the redness in their eyes disappeared. They let out a few obedient howls, as if they were trying to please someone, and then dispersed.

The spirit sense had reached the intermediate Nascent Soul realm. Xue Qing couldn't sense it, but Ning Fan could.

His eyes turned solemn as he looked at the rain pond. He was even more convinced that there was something powerful hidden in the pond.

He was curious, but Ning Fan wasn't stupid enough to check it out. Curiosity was the worst thing in the Cultivation World!

"They left?! Master, what did you do?! "

Xue Qing was puzzled. Just now, the Rain Beasts were about to attack, but when Ning Fan's eyes turned cold, they all fled.

Naturally, Xue Qing gave Ning Fan the credit of scaring away the Rain Beasts, which made him even more respectful to Ning Fan.

"Nothing … let's go to the third level. This place isn't safe to stay for long."

Ning Fan's eyes were undetectable. With a hint of fear, he glanced at the rain pond. Under the gloomy rain, the two of them hurried to the third level of Dark Sparrow's Grave.

After Ning Fan left, the discontented voice of a little girl was heard from the rain pond.

"Didn't that old man run away the last time? Why did he come again this time? And that human … what kind of magical technique did he want to cast just now? Why do I feel that he wanted to kill all the Rain Beasts in an instant? Humph! Just now, he was looking at my Sister Yun with a lustful and malicious gaze. They have gone to the third level … should I go and scare them … hehe …"

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