The little stone man sat cross-legged while holding the stone drill in his hand. He harmoniously merged with Xiao Chen as if he was quietly cultivating in his bosom. This made Xiao Chen feel nervous, but also a trace of expectation.
Looking up, the demonic clouds were locked in place. The Ninth Underworld Platform was as tall as a mountain, it had a majestic aura. In the gloomy underworld, this kind of huge mountain was not rare. Even some of the white bone mountains were thousands of meters tall. However, in terms of aura and pressure, very few could compare to this thousand meter tall Ninth Underworld Platform.
The shape of the Ninth Underworld Platform was like a volcano. It stood there as if it had a soul, one could even feel its pulse. The mountain was dark red in color, as if it was condensed from the blood of millions of souls. There was an indescribable malevolence and pressure.
"Why do I feel like this is a living demon?"
Oxman couldn't help but shiver.
"This is not a good place, we should be more careful."
Xiao Chen and the others had already arrived at the foot of the Ninth Underworld Platform. They couldn't tell why it was called a "platform" at all. No matter how they looked at it, it looked like a huge mountain that was chopped off by someone.
"Swish … …"
Unfolding the Undying Divine Wings, Xiao Chen was about to soar into the sky.
"Wait a minute, bring us up as well."
Oxman also wanted to go up to the Ninth Underworld Platform to take a look.
Xiao Chen brought Oxman and the Black Dragon King along and soared into the sky. Enduring the baleful aura, they passed through the ribbon-shaped demonic fog and appeared at the summit of the mountain that was shrouded in black clouds.
When they arrived at the summit, Xiao Chen and Oxman immediately took a deep breath. This huge mountain was actually hollow. It was pitch-black like the crater of a volcano. However, it was much more sinister than a volcano. The rolling black clouds were coming from within.
"Is this the gate to the underworld? No, this place is originally the underworld. "
Fatty Oxman felt the sinister cold air surrounding him. He couldn't help but take a step back.
Xiao Chen also frowned. King Chujiang told him to come here. What could he discover? Carefully looking at the bottomless black prison, waves of miserable shrieks transmitted from below, as if there were evil spirits whimpering and wailing.
"Cough … Cough … …"
A sinister and aged cough suddenly rang out behind Xiao Chen and the others. On this ring-shaped mountain peak that was shrouded in gloomy mist, it was so sinister and terrifying.
"F * ck … …"
Fatty Oxman immediately jumped in fright. He turned around and took a few steps back, almost falling into the bottomless black prison.
Clang!
The sacred sword of the dragon race hidden on the back of the Black Dragon King jumped out, the blazing holy light illuminating the misty mountaintop.
Xiao Chen was also on his guard. His sharp spiritual sense was actually ineffective in the Infernal Realm. This meant that the expert hiding here was very powerful.
An old woman with one foot in the grave was as thin and weak as a straw. He was wearing a shabby shroud, and his pale yellow skin was devoid of any color. He looked like an old zombie that had just walked out of the graveyard. His long gray hair was sparse and fluttered in the wind like weeds. His eyes were like two will-o '-the-wisps, emitting a pale green light from his sunken eye sockets. The bridge of his nose was almost collapsed, and his lips were shriveled. The wrinkles on his face were like the bark of a thousand-year-old pine tree, dry and wrinkled, without any moisture.
No matter how one looked at it, it looked like a dried corpse!
Especially seeing such an old woman in Hell, it was even more impossible for people to associate her with a good place. The most frightening thing was that the old man held a mourning staff in his hand. When he walked over, trembling, there were actually a few ghosts wrapped around the mourning staff. It let out a faintly discernible wail.
"Who … are you?"
Little Fatty Oxman was a little scared. He didn't seem very confident.
"Kaka … I am your ancestor."
Even though the little fatty was a little scared, he was not lacking in courage. When he heard that, he angrily cursed and said, "I # @% # @ ¥… You dare to take advantage of me? I'm your grandpa!"
"Woo …"
The Mourning Staff swung out, leaving behind a pale white shadow in the dark space. It fiercely struck little fatty Oxman's body, immediately sending him flying. He almost fell into the bottomless abyss. Even someone as strong as Oxman couldn't dodge in time.
The Black Dragon King roared. The holy sword hovering above his head. It turned into a beam of light and slashed forward with a whoosh. The sharpness of the sword light caused people's hearts to tremble.
Although the young Dragon King was far from being able to unleash the true power of this sacred sword, it was still a sacred weapon of the Dragon Race after all. The old woman didn't face it head-on. She left an afterimage on the spot and disappeared. The sacred sword missed its target and returned to the sky above the Black Dragon King in an instant. It sprinkled down one after another auspicious colors and enveloped Oxman and the others.
"Ouch! You damned old woman, you actually dared to mount a sneak attack on me!"
The little fatty grimaced in pain. He stood up strenuously, but fortunately, he didn't receive any real injuries.
"Kaka … …"
The old woman's laughter was as unpleasant as the cry of an owl.
Xiao Chen stopped the Black Dragon King and pulled the little fatty, Oxman. He could tell that the old woman did not have any killing intent. Otherwise, Oxman would have been in danger.
"Brat, don't be unconvinced. I didn't take advantage of you. Even though you are not a true Barbarian, you are still their descendant. I can feel the aura of blood from the same source as mine in your body. You are definitely my descendant."
"I … …"
The little fatty had the urge to curse, but he swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his mouth. He said gloomily, "Who are you? Don't try to take advantage of me. "
"I am only a ghost woman now. I assist King Chu Jiang in managing some matters. I was once a Barbarian when I was alive."
"Oh."
The little fatty Oxman nodded his head gloomily. Maybe this old woman was really his ancestor.
"I am in charge of the Ninth Underworld Platform. I was the one who reported everything that happened here to King Chu Jiang. Naturally, I already knew about your matters from King Chu Jiang."
Xiao Chen took a step forward and bowed deeply, "Granny, please tell me the details of the Amethyst Gloomy Wood."
"Do you know why this place is called the Ninth Underworld Platform?"
The old woman asked.
"I don't know."
"This place was once connected to the Dark Realm and the Eighteen Underworlds. Even though the passage has already been sealed, there are still some gaps that have not been completely sealed. It is very difficult for powerful evil spirits to pass through, but it is still possible to send some information. Jumping down from here is like falling from a high platform and entering the bottomless Nine Underworlds. One could see a sealed door. The Underworld that ancestor god Suirenshi dreamed of didn't really appear, but the ten Underworld Kings still managed the Underworld for a period of time. Even the Dark Realm has some former officials from the Underworld. The Amethyst Gloomy Wood from last time was sent back by them. I hope you can take away an indelible little critter. "
"Isn't that Keke's letter for help?"
Xiao Chen asked suspiciously.
"Jump down from here. Communicate with the evil spirits on the other side in front of the sealed door, then you will know everything. "
For the snow-white little critter, Xiao Chen wouldn't even frown even if he had to go to hell or the Ninth Underworld. After pondering for a while, he felt that the old woman had no reason to lie to him.
"Alright, I will go to the Ninth Underworld now."
"Wait a moment, let me remind you first, it is easy to go down, but hard to come up. There are countless evil spirits in this Ninth Underworld, you have to think carefully. "
"No worries."
Xiao Chen even went to hell, why would he be afraid of evil spirits? Who knew how many ghosts he had met along the way.
"I will go with you."
Oxman straightened his back and stood out.
"No need. I can go by myself. "
Xiao Chen knew there might be some danger this time, he didn't want Oxman to take the risk. "You can't go."
Even when the old woman smiled, her smile was still sinister. She was surrounded by a gloomy mist and said, "Didn't you come to the Barbarian Tribe's Sacred Mountain to find a Natal Beast Soul? I am your ancestor, how can I watch you return empty-handed? He's going to the Nine Underworlds, so you can stay here. I, your ancestor, like you very much, little fatty. I'm prepared to bring you to attract the strongest beast soul into your body and fulfill your wish. "
After saying that, the old woman silently floated in front of Little Fatty. He pinched Oxman's chubby cheeks dotingly.
It was pinched by the old woman's ghostly claws. The little fatty felt goosebumps all over his body. He speculated gloomily, was this really his ancestor?
Xiao Chen jumped off the Ninth Underworld Platform without any hesitation. The boundless darkness quickly engulfed his figure.
"Hey, wait for me."
Oxman wanted to chase after him, but the old woman blocked his path and said, "It's useless even if you go. Follow me to refine souls."
Oxman was forcefully pulled down from the Ninth Underworld Platform by the old woman. After hearing about the ancient beast soul king's situation, Oxman was shocked. He immediately became anxious. He jumped up high in anger.
"Ox-head and Horse-face are my choices … … Are you kidding me?"
"What? That's the strongest beast king soul?"
"Don't lie to me. I won't choose Ox-head and Horse-face even if you beat me to death! "
"What? Ox-head suits me the most?"
Looking at the flustered and exasperated little fatty, the old woman sneered and said, "Legends will always be legends. Sometimes, the truth is a hundred and eight thousand miles away. Do you know how powerful this Ox-head was back then? It was one of the strongest war souls of our Barbarian Race! A few sages of the Barbarian Race had refined this Ox-head soul before. It's definitely not like what the legends say. Ox-head is not a lowly official of the underworld. If you are not my descendant, I wouldn't even care about you, let alone guide this dormant heroic soul into your body. "
Inside a deep ancient cave, a soul fluctuation that made one's heart palpitate transmitted out. The powerful energy made the little fatty feel suffocated.
"Those messy beast souls on your body can be fed to the Ox-head soul."
The old woman sneered and said, "One day, if you succeed in your training, you will definitely come to the world of the living to worship me every day."
That Ox-head and Horse-face's war soul … … The little fatty wanted to cry, but no tears came out.
The terrifying chilly wind was whistling, Xiao Chen was sinking towards the Nine Underworlds. Countless souls were wailing in the dark abyss. If not for the colorful sacred tree's lingering radiance, Xiao Chen might have already been submerged by the scalp numbing souls and torn to shreds.
Who knew how deep this Nine Underworlds was, Xiao Chen actually fell for no less than four hours before he finally landed on the ground. The yin qi at the bottom was extremely heavy, it made people's heart palpitate and felt oppressed. Even those millions of souls didn't chase after him.
The ground in the belly of the mountain was filled with white bones, it was unknown how they were formed. The aura of death was the only thing here, there were no other fluctuations.
Xiao Chen used his spiritual sense to "size up" the endless darkness and carefully observed for a while. He walked forward along a path of white bones.
Two hours later, a sealed door appeared in front of him. It was blossoming with blood-colored radiance, it was exceptionally ghastly and frightening.
A faint shadow appeared in front of the gloomy bloody door. An aged voice resounded in this terrifying underground, "You came … …"
"Who are you?"
Xiao Chen stabilized his body and calmly gazed at the hazy shadow in front of him.
"I … … am just an old ghost that has sunk into the Nine Underworlds for countless years, it doesn't matter who I am. You came just in time … … Just now, that inextinguishable little critter was still talking behind the sealed door. "
"What, you are saying that Keke is behind the door?"
"She was here just now, wait for a moment, I will communicate with the Yin spirit on the other side."
A bloody mist pervaded the air, the old ghost's entire body was shrouded in bloody radiance. Scarlet blood flowed down from the gloomy bloody door unceasingly. Everything in front of him seemed strange and terrifying.
After no less than two hours, the old ghost let out a long sigh and said, "A Yin spirit found it."
Just in that instant, Xiao Chen felt that familiar aura through the bloody door. He could vaguely hear the little critter's voice.
Xiao Chen's heart was in a mess, he couldn't wait to see the little critter immediately. His spiritual fluctuation instantly spread out and transmitted his thoughts to the little critter through the cracks of the sealed door.
"They are lying to you … … I am living quite well here … …"
This was the first time Xiao Chen felt the little critter's spiritual fluctuation, it was as if it was really talking. That kind of fluctuation was gentle, lazy, and very immature. It was as if it was gently blowing beside his ear, it made his ear itch.
He felt a little sad, but also wanted to laugh. This little thing must be very lazy right now, it might have just woken up in a daze from its sleep.
"Keke, come back quickly."
"I want to eat the Amethyst Dark Tree Fruit, but they only found eight after searching for a few months. I still haven't had enough."
The tender voice carried regret and dissatisfaction.
Xiao Chen was so shocked that he didn't know what to say. It seemed … … it was completely different from what he imagined! Not only was the little critter not in any danger over there, it seemed to be living very contentedly.
Perhaps there weren't many Amethyst Dark Trees in the entire underworld, and the ones that could bear fruit were as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns. Only Amethyst Dark Trees that were over a hundred thousand years old could bear fruit. That was really hard to find. The Amethyst Dark Tree Fruit might be even harder to find than the Deity Fruit.
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