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Chapter 507, Mortar and Pestle

With a leap, darkness instantly swallowed his figure.

However, the expected feeling of weightlessness as you fall did not occur.

Hua Changxi felt her body suddenly sink, as if she were not falling, but being pulled into a rapidly spinning vortex by an invisible force.

Immediately afterwards, the surrounding space suddenly contracted.

It's an extremely suffocating feeling of being squeezed.

If the eerie winds of the fourth abyss are like a sharp blade that scrapes the bone, then the power within the mouth of this abyss is like a millstone that grinds everything.

"Hmm~"

Hua Changxi groaned, feeling his bones and soul making cracking sounds as they were overwhelmed.

This abyss mouth is exactly like an ancient stone mortar for pounding rice.

And she was like the grain of rice being crushed in the mortar.

The pressure surging from all directions was not static, but wave after wave, like an invisible giant pestle, with a heavy rhythm, pounding heavily on her body and soul.

This pain is not a simple impact, but a kind of all-around grinding.

Space folds and compresses, attempting to compress her physical body and soul to the extreme, then suddenly springs back, repeating the cycle endlessly.

Just when she thought her physical body was about to be crushed into a lump of flesh and her soul was about to be torn to pieces, the terrifying feeling of pressure suddenly eased.

"boom!"

Hua Changxi fell heavily to the ground, stirring up a cloud of grayish-white dust.

She was gasping for breath, each breath accompanied by intense pain in her chest.

She struggled to sit up, but found that her limbs felt like they were falling apart, and she didn't even have the strength to lift a finger.

At the same time, she also noticed that her soul was extremely weak.

If her soul was like a candle flickering in a storm when she was in the fourth level of the abyss, it was unstable but always burned with a stubborn flame.

At this moment, her soul was like a wisp of flame left after it had burned out, dim and thin, as if it would be extinguished at any moment.

At this moment, Hua Changxi truly witnessed the dangers of the Nine Netherworld.

If it weren't for her strong physical body and relatively robust soul, she would have been seriously injured, if not killed, just from the process of falling into the fifth level of the abyss.

However, what terrified her even more than the physical pain and the weakening of her soul was the surrounding environment.

All that could be seen was a gray-white expanse.

It wasn't snow-white, but rather a grayish-white like aged ashes.

The sky was grayish-white, the earth was grayish-white, and the distant mountains, withered trees, and even the dust floating in the air all appeared in a sickly grayish-white.

There is no light source here, but everything emits a cold, grayish light, making the whole world seem like a world made of cold, withered bones.

Hua Changxi didn't bother to carefully observe her surroundings. She forced her body, which felt like it was falling apart, and quickly moved away from the abyss.

While speeding along, he rapidly absorbed the soul power of the Soul River water from the Nightmare Cup, while searching for fragments of the Crimson Nightmare Lady's memories to find the direction and path to the Soul Nightmare Valley.

The fifth realm of the Nine Netherworlds is extremely dangerous. Without powerful treasures to protect them, only those who have reached the Ghost General realm can set foot here.

The Ghost General Realm is equivalent to the Spirit Platform Realm in the human race.

Hua Changxi is considered one of the more talented cultivators among humans. She has no shortage of resources or opportunities, yet she has still not been able to open her spiritual platform.

Therefore, it can be concluded that there are not many cultivators among the human race who can reach the Spirit Platform Realm.

Extrapolating from this, the situation in the Nine Netherworlds is similar. Even if the Nine Netherworlds initiate the spiritual energy revival before the human world, the number of Ghost General realm experts will not exceed that by much.

In addition, the Nine Netherworld is vast, so Hua Changxi did not encounter a single creature from the Nine Netherworld on her way to find the Soul Nightmare Valley.

This greatly relieved her, as apart from being eroded by the Netherworld energy of the Fifth Realm itself, there were no other external threats.

Perhaps because she only focused on heading towards Chongyuankou in the first four realms and did not pay attention to exploring other directions, she missed the opportunity to explore the environment of the first four realms.

The direction of Soul Nightmare Valley was different from the direction of the black broken sword's vibration. Along the way, Hua Changxi saw many things that she had not noticed before.

For example, the River Styx.

For example, the Yellow Springs (the underworld).

She truly hadn't expected that the River Styx and the Yellow Springs would actually traverse the Nine Netherworlds and Nine Layers of Abyss. Previously, she had only thought that the River Styx and the Yellow Springs were distributed in the first layer of the Nine Netherworlds.

After encountering the River Styx and the Yellow Springs, Hua Changxi could sense unfamiliar auras whenever she approached their waterways. She did not approach rashly, but instead held her breath and hid behind the gray-white rock wall to observe secretly. She soon discovered that quite a few creatures from the Nine Netherworlds had entered this fifth realm by using the waterways of the River Styx and the Yellow Springs.

Taking this opportunity, she got to know all five major clans of the Underworld.

Those with water-like patterns etched on their foreheads belong to the Styx Clan;

Those with a circular spring-like mark on their forehead and lines radiating outwards are members of the Yellow Springs clan;

The forehead is entwined with countless extremely fine soul threads, like wisps of green smoke or mist swirling around it; these are the Soul Clan members.

The forehead is centered around a rotating blood-red vortex, with patterns resembling surging blood waves, indicating a member of the Blood Sea Clan.

Including the demons with jagged, broken cracks etched on their foreheads that she had seen before, she had now seen all five major races of the Underworld Clan.

"The Styx River, the Yellow Springs, the Soul Clan, the Blood Sea, the Demon Clan, the Asura Clan from before, and human cultivators have all come out... Is something big about to happen in the Nine Netherworld?"

Hua Changxi suppressed her doubts and left without lingering. Under the cover of the gray-white mist, she left silently and then sped off at full speed towards the direction of Soul Nightmare Valley.

"Wow~"

A piercing, sharp cry suddenly tore through the deathly silence of the sky, causing the surrounding gray mist to surge and churn.

After crossing the River Styx and the Yellow Springs, Hua Changxi clearly felt that powerful, unfamiliar auras began to appear around her.

Just as the dark outline of the Soul Nightmare Valley began to appear on the horizon, a huge shadow suddenly descended from the sky, obscuring the already bleak light.

Hua Changxi heard the chirping and her heart skipped a beat. She quickly looked up and followed the sound.

In the distance, high in the sky, a colossal creature was circling and looking down. The ferocious bird had nine heads, its wings blotting out the sky, and it exuded a chilling aura of menace.

"A ghost train?!"

Hua Changxi's pupils contracted sharply. Almost instinctively, he reached out and took the Ghost Chariot Soul Flute hanging at his waist. Then, with lightning speed, he put it into the Shennong Cauldron, afraid that the slightest trace of its aura would attract the attention of the ferocious bird.

Having done all this, she dared not delay any longer, pushing her speed to the limit, transforming into a streak of light, and rushing madly towards the Soul Nightmare Valley.

The reason why Lady Crimson Nightmare was able to firmly occupy Soul Nightmare Valley without being coveted and taken away by other Nine Netherworld powerhouses was that this place had a unique compatibility with her Nightmare Technique.

In the Valley of Soul Nightmare, the soul power is abundant, as if it were a natural breeding ground for nightmare techniques. This not only allows her to cast spells with ease, but also greatly enhances their power.

Once you step into the Soul Nightmare Valley, even a powerful King Realm expert from the Nine Netherworlds could easily fall into the dream woven by the Crimson Nightmare Lady and ultimately become her prey.

Unless a powerful expert at the Emperor Realm intervenes, no one else can truly snatch Soul Nightmare Valley from Lady Crimson Nightmare.

As for the Emperor Realm experts, not a single one has appeared in the Nine Netherworld to date.

Therefore, once Hua Changxi enters the Soul Nightmare Valley, she will be safe.

"Whoo~"

After a relentless and rapid journey, Hua Changxi finally arrived at the entrance to the Soul Nightmare Valley. Just as she was about to disappear into the valley, the sky above her suddenly darkened.

boom!

A black sedan chair, shrouded in overwhelming ghostly energy, descended with a deafening roar like a meteor.

Royal Realm!

A demon king has arrived!

Hua Changxi sensed the powerful aura emanating from the black sedan chair and immediately dodged into the shadows of the valley.

At the same time, the black sedan chair did not land, but hovered in mid-air, the curtains moving without wind, exuding a chilling aura.

A moment later, a group of powerful ghost warriors rushed toward the black sedan chair and knelt down in a dense mass.

"Greetings, Lord Mingyue!"

"Insolence!" the ghost general attendants carrying the sedan chair shouted sternly. "Lord Mingyue has broken through to the Ghost King realm. You should all come and pay your respects to His Highness, King Mingyue!"

Amidst a chorus of reverent and fearful worship, the curtain of the black sedan chair was slowly lifted.

A stunningly beautiful woman in a black robe appeared in everyone's sight.

"I have just heard a rumor."

Su Mingyue raised her eyes slightly, looking down at the crowd below. Wherever her gaze fell, even the air seemed to freeze: "I heard that a member of the Ghost Clan has appeared wielding the Netherworld Blade?"

"Reporting to the King of the Underworld, this is indeed true!"

A ghost general knelt down and reported: "That person went on a killing spree at the fourth abyss entrance. Even now, a strong aura of the Netherworld still lingers in the air. The black broken sword he wielded is exactly the same as the legendary Netherworld Sword."

Upon hearing this, Su Mingyue's eyes immediately flashed with a dazzling, determined light. Just as she was about to continue asking questions, a piercing cry came again from the depths of the sky.

She slightly raised her eyes and saw a handsome ghost chariot flying over.

"Even the ghost carriage has appeared..."

Su Mingyue narrowed her eyes: "It seems the Nine Netherworld is really going to get lively." (End of Chapter)