Lan Ling followed the trail of the energy and kept moving forward!
Soon, he reached the edge of the ruins of the Misfortune Demonic Capital.
Previously, the edge of the ruins of the Misfortune Demonic Capital was impassable, but after turning into a ghost, it was unimpeded.
The further Lan Ling walked, the darker the world around him became, gradually turning from black and white to monochrome.
The further he walked, the fainter and fainter the contours around him became.
Finally, the world outside the edge of the Misfortune Demonic Mirror was completely dark, with terrifying dark energy surging inside.
Moreover, waves of ghostly wails and wolf howls could be heard.
Without a doubt, this was the entrance to the Underworld.
Lan Ling discovered that the so-called entrance to the Underworld was not an energy gate at all, but a crack.
This was the real Hell's Rift, and it was completely unstable. It was like streaks of dark lightning, tearing it open here and there.
Behind the energy crack, there was complete darkness.
The ghostly wails and wolf howls came from these cracks.
And when the Ghost King's energy trail reached the entrance of these Underworld cracks, it completely disappeared.
Next, Lan Ling faced a very difficult decision. Should he enter the Underworld?
Now, Lan Ling was only faking his death. Although his soul had already left his body, there was still a line connecting his body and energy heart.
After all, he was only faking his death and using the Meditation Void Silence Technique.
Once he entered the Underworld, this line connecting his soul and body energy might be completely severed. In that case, Lan Ling would never be able to return, and he would go from faking his death to real death.
Furthermore, he had no idea what kind of state the Netherworld was in.
According to Lan Ling's understanding, the Underworld was a mass of chaos, almost like a two-dimensional world, and not a true three-dimensional existence.
Once he entered, he would be taking a huge risk.
Previously, when Lan Ling was killed, he could still be resurrected, but after entering the Underworld, he might really die.
The boundary between the Underworld and reality was still very clear, and it should not be something that Lan Ling could cross at this time.
But …
Lan Ling was very crazy, and he was completely surrounded by the shadow of death.
Not to mention that he might die, even if he really did die, it was very likely that he would rush over without hesitation!
Sure enough, in just one second, he jumped directly into the Hell Crevice!
Almost instantly, he lost all his senses.
In terms of his soul and perception, he had sunk into nothingness.
This … was truly the feeling of death. There was no feeling at all!
At the same time, Gou Li, who was guarding Lan Ling's body, suddenly discovered that Lan Ling's body trembled. Then, in her mind, she instantly lost all traces of Lan Ling's energy fluctuations.
Because Lan Ling was her master, her master.
Therefore, in Gou Li's mental brain domain, Lan Ling's mental energy was like the existence of the sun, extremely prominent and bright.
But suddenly, the sun in Gou Li's mental brain domain was extinguished.
Her mind and brain domain instantly turned black!
There was no pain, no sorrow greater than a dead heart.
Gou Li's pupils instantly dispersed, and her incomparably beautiful body instantly froze, as if she had turned into a statue.
Not only Gou Li, but the over two hundred Death Warriors in the Rock Demon Tribe also instantly froze. They stood rooted to the ground, motionless, as if they were walking corpses.
Because in an instant, their mental energy connection with their master, Lan Ling, was completely severed.
They had lost their master, lost their will, and lost their master!
…
There was a saying, "If you don't seek death, you won't die."
Lan Ling kept courting death, and finally, she really died.
His entire body fell into a deathly stillness, and became a masterless body. He only had the heaven-defying demon bloodline, but lost his soul.
And the moment his soul jumped into the Netherworld Crevice to search for the Ghost King, it also completely turned into nothingness.
All the Death Warriors instantly severed their connection with him, and became walking corpses.
Ever since they transmigrated to this world, whether it was Søren or Lan Ling, they were all crazy. They were completely fearless of death, and even charged towards death.
And this time, he … seemed like he was really going to die, completely die?!
But one thing was for sure, he would definitely not regret it.
…
Time continued to pass.
It was like an instant, but also like an eternity!
Lan Ling's soul, which had completely turned into nothingness, actually recovered his consciousness bit by bit.
It was as if a firefly's light had lit up in the completely silent darkness.
Everything around him was still pitch-black. Nothing could be seen, and nothing could be felt.
Gradually, the light of Lan Ling's soul began to condense, bit by bit.
In the end, it formed a complete soul.
Then, it gradually sensed the surrounding world once again.
This world was surrounded by nothingness, and there was only a stone door in front of him.
Obviously, this was definitely not the Netherworld.
This was a completely unfamiliar world. Lan Ling's soul was floating around, but he did not see anything. It was completely nothingness, except for the stone door in front of him.
Suddenly, a cold laughter sounded.
"Jie jie jie jie …"
This laughter was extremely ear-piercing and eerie, as if it had really emerged from the depths of hell, from the depths of a nightmare.
The first thing that Lan Ling thought of was that it was the Ghost King.
"I didn't expect that someone would really come in, jie jie jie jie …" The Ghost King's voice continued, "The crack of the Netherworld that I disguised was flawless, and you actually jumped down and entered the plane that I created. How crazy are you, or how suicidal are you, or how ignorant are you!"
Then, the Ghost King sighed and said, "To be able to find the Sea of Misfortune through my eyes is already one in a million. To be able to enter the ruins of the Misfortune Demonic Capital from the Sea of Misfortune is even less than one in a million. After entering the ruins of the Misfortune Demonic Capital, you can still transform into a ghost and find the way to the Netherworld. Moreover, you jumped down without a care for your life, and entered the plane that I disguised as the Netherworld. Not even one in a billion. Who are you? Why did you do this? "
Yes, it was really one in a billion.
If you were not a real lunatic, you would not be able to come here.
If you were not a real genius, you would not be able to come here.
"Who the hell are you? Why did you do this? "The Ghost King's voice sounded.
Lan Ling did not answer.
The Ghost King said, "You definitely did this not to capture me, but to obtain my energy, right? The person who captured me would definitely not be so crazy and have no attachment to life. "
"You want to obtain my energy? Sure! "The Ghost King's laughter sounded again.
"Jie jie jie jie …" The Ghost King laughed sharply and said, "Behind the stone door in front of you is my tomb. My sword, my armor, and my energy are inside. If you have the guts, open the stone door and come in to take them!"
"However, I have to tell you, if you enter my tomb, there is a 99.99999999% chance … that you will die!"
"Jie jie jie jie …"
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