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Chapter 506, Bloodlust Out of Control

Hua Changxi tried several times, but the tiny flame at her fingertips was ruthlessly extinguished by the ever-present, chilling wind in the air.

Will-o'-the-wisp is ultimately fueled by ghostly energy; it is not a true ghost and does not have a continuous supply of ghostly energy.

"It seems we have no choice but to proceed in the dark."

After confirming that he could not ignite the will-o'-the-wisp, Hua Changxi quickly adjusted his state and enhanced his five senses to the extreme.

With her black broken sword, she could find her way forward even when her vision was obstructed, preventing her from becoming a headless fly.

Hua Changxi began to carefully grope her way through the darkness.

However, the dangers of the fourth abyss were far more insidious and deadly than she had imagined.

The thick, inky darkness was not the most terrifying thing; the most terrifying thing was the air here—not only was the wind biting cold, but it also emitted a foul odor.

With each breath, a chilling current mixed with rust and decaying bones entered his nasal cavity and quickly spread through his meridians to his limbs and bones.

Hua Changxi felt as if her blood was gradually getting colder and congealing, and her skin was tingling and stinging as if it were being gnawed by thousands of ants.

The turbid energy of the Netherworld is frantically eroding the physical body!

In the first three realms of the Nine Netherworld, although the turbid energy also erodes the physical body, it is not as severe as in the fourth realm, the Abyss, where the erosion reaches the soul.

After being eroded, the soul's energy circulation becomes viscous and sluggish, as if it has sunk into a bottomless swamp.

Hua Changxi felt that each time he circulated his soul power, he had to expend several times more energy than he would in the outside world, and the effect was greatly reduced.

The erosion of his physical body and the sluggish flow of his soul power, though weighing heavily on him, were not what worried Hua Changxi the most.

What worries Hua Changxi most is that, being in the fourth level of the Nine Netherworld, her negative emotions are being rapidly stirred up and amplified.

Here, loneliness is magnified into despair, fear into collapse, and the lust for blood is magnified into a madness that wants to drag the whole world down with it.

All that remained in her ears was the howling of the cold wind; the sound penetrated her eardrums and seemed like someone was taunting and grinning against her ear.

In a daze, an extreme voice surged in Hua Changxi's heart: This place is full of malice, and if you want to survive, you must first destroy all threats.

Violent and destructive thoughts surged through her mind like a tidal wave. If it weren't for the intense stinging pain from the black fish pattern on the back of her right hand constantly reminding her, she would have almost lost control and drawn her black broken sword to sweep across the Nine Netherworlds.

Hua Changxi's lips moved rapidly as she silently chanted the Heart-Cleansing Mantra, trying to suppress the various negative emotions surging within her; at the same time, she continued to move forward in the darkness, following the vibrations of the black broken sword.

'The negative energy of the fourth level of the Abyss is too strong. Should we continue to the fifth level? Or should we just give up?'

"However, Soul Nightmare Valley has many precious and rare soul plants; once you miss this opportunity, you'll never have another."

Throughout the journey, these two voices constantly battled in Hua Changxi's mind.

Negative emotions not only amplify fear, but also drive greed to its extreme.

Confident because of the black broken sword and the gambler's mentality, greed ultimately triumphed over fear, propelling her forward.

On the way to the entrance of the fifth abyss from the fourth abyss, Hua Changxi didn't encounter many people.

To avoid fueling her bloodlust, she would detour without hesitation whenever she sensed an unfamiliar presence approaching, preferring to walk a longer distance rather than confront others directly.

Guided by the black broken sword, she finally arrived near the fourth abyss.

However, gazing at the bottomless abyss, she hesitated, not daring to approach rashly.

There was no other reason than that many forces had gathered around Chongyuankou—some in groups of three or five, others in groups of dozens, their auras mixed and their killing intent lurking.

Hua Changxi actually saw the White Bone Lady he had encountered before, as well as the five human cultivators who carried the sedan chair.

What made her gaze darken even more was that among those forces were disciples of the Asura Sect, whom she had been searching for.

The various forces are in a standoff, with tensions running high, as if no one can easily step into Chongyuankou.

Hua Changxi had assumed that the human race would be at a natural disadvantage in the Nine Netherworlds. But what happened next caused her pupils to shrink in shock.

The first to start the war were actually the disciples of the Asura Sect!

Without any warning, a member of the Asura sect raised his hand, and a cluster of dark black flames suddenly rose from his palm. With a flick of his fingertips, the black flames shot out like a living thing, instantly disappearing into the brow of a demon clan member opposite him.

The demon froze, and the fierce look in its eyes that had been directed at other forces suddenly changed. Without warning, it turned around and slashed at its companion beside it without hesitation!

More than one person!

All the disciples of the Asura Sect attacked simultaneously, their black flames, like threads, burrowing into the bodies of cultivators from different races.

The great war has completely broken out!

Those races controlled by the black flames, except for the disciples of the Asura Sect, were ruthless in their attacks against others, each move taking lives.

Hua Changxi held her breath and hid in the distance, her heart filled with horror.

The way the Asura Sect manipulates others through black flames is far more bizarre and terrifying than she imagined!

"Ok?"

The disciples of the Asura Sect cultivate the Yin Flame path and are exceptionally sensitive to the aura of Yin Flame.

The Yin Flame stirs up negative desires in people. Although desires are colorless, tasteless, formless, and shapeless, they can be sensed by those who cultivate this path within a certain range.

In the midst of the chaotic battle, a disciple of the Asura Sect seemed to sense something and his gaze suddenly turned towards where Hua Changxi was hiding.

The next moment, he began chanting a spell to control the black flames.

In the distance, Hua Changxi, who had thought the chaotic battle at Chongyuankou had nothing to do with him, suddenly felt his heart clench as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand.

Immediately afterwards, a seductive whisper echoed in his mind—Slaughter all forces in the Nine Netherworld!

"not good!"

Hua Changxi was shocked, feeling a cold will forcefully invade her mind, trying to control her.

If she were in the human world, she might not have fallen for this trick.

However, this is the fourth level of the Nine Netherworld.

Her negative emotions had already been amplified, and now, when she was tempted, even though the back of her right hand was numb with pain, she couldn't regain her senses.

Hua Changxi slowly rose, black flames surging in her eyes, and a black broken sword appeared as if summoned. The next moment, she moved like a ghost, charging into the battlefield!

The blade sliced ​​through the air, and wherever it passed, the various races of the Nine Netherworlds controlled by the black flames fell to the ground, their souls dissipating and their bodies shattering.

Hua Changxi's killing intent was chilling, like the Grim Reaper descending, indiscriminately cutting down friend and foe with a single strike!

The disciples of the Asura Sect were shocked by what they saw, especially the one who was controlling the black flames.

Hua Changxi's black flames were noticeably more intense. He suffered a backlash, spitting out blood, his breath flowing backward, and he was powerless to resist. Soon, he was killed by Hua Changxi, who charged over.

"Come on!"

The moment Hua Changxi appeared, Lady White Bone's gaze was fixed on the broken black sword in her hand.

Watching Hua Changxi sweep through the various races of Jiuyou like cutting melons and vegetables, the horror on his face could no longer be concealed, and he urged Chu Junyi and the other four to flee in a sharp voice.

Even if Lady White Bone didn't speak, Chu Junyi and his group of five only wanted to escape as far away as possible.

"Hey~"

The white bone sedan chair transformed into a blur and instantly flew into the abyss.

A quarter of an hour later, the chaotic battle in front of Chongyuankou came to an abrupt end.

Corpses littered the ground, and the air was thick with a murky, foul odor of dissipated soul power.

Hua Changxi stood holding a knife.

With the fall of the Shura Sect disciples, the forceful control over her will dissipated, and the stinging reminder from the black fish pattern finally stopped her bloodlust from growing wildly.

Noticing the black broken sword in her hand vibrating violently, Hua Changxi, regaining some of her senses, quickly put it back into the Shennong Cauldron, preventing the broken sword from absorbing the corpses scattered all over the ground.

Afterwards, she walked through the mess and headed towards Chongyuankou. Although her eyes were cold and indifferent, her brows were always tightly furrowed.

She actually felt a sense of exhilaration during the killing!

Reason warned her that this feeling was extremely dangerous and that she should leave the Nine Netherworld as soon as possible and not go any deeper. But reason ultimately failed to overcome desire, and Hua Changxi still walked to the entrance of the Abyss and leaped into it. (End of Chapter)