Chapter 533: Back Yin Treasure Land (2)

If it was anyone else, they would easily sink into that environment and live a drunken life.

However, Jiang Li, who understood the truth, only felt sad and tormented.Yôur favorite stories at novelhall.com

On the one hand, it was the humiliation of being reared.

Even if it was a delicacy, when you knew that it was food, it would become tasteless in your mouth.

On the other hand, there was responsibility.

The more Human Emperor's inheritance he obtained, the heavier his sense of responsibility towards the human race slowly became.

They watched as their fellow humans were raised and treated like this in the last seclusion place of the Human Emperor's ancestors.

As a descendant, he was furious.

There had never been any lack of tribulations for humans since ancient times, but this was not a reason for them to swallow their anger.

Before long, he, Jiang Li, would definitely overturn that damned continent.

"I won't wait long!"

Jiang Li exhaled and temporarily suppressed some of his thoughts before turning to look down.

He had already sensed that the spirit stones in his Qi Sea were churning endlessly, as if they were excited.

After a long fall, he finally saw another Netherworld fragment.

He slid down the chain and gently stepped on the rock that secured the cage.

First, he grabbed the Soul Capturing Bell. Spiritual qi surged in Jiang Li's hand, and the strange energy that corroded bit by bit was eliminated.

Then, he rang the bell twice, and the Essence Soul hiding in the spring finally woke up.

After half a month, Daoist Zhai Xing's Essence Soul was much weaker than before. It was as if something was constantly consuming his strength.

Daoist Zhai Xing did not even know what he had encountered.

After thanking Jiang Li with lingering fear, he returned along the Dragon Imprisoning Lock, leaving Jiang Li alone.

The first test he had to face was a strange mental corrosion.

With just a few actions, he felt exhausted and slow-witted like Daoist Zhai Xing. His mind and will were drowsy.

He acutely sensed that the boundary of his mental world suddenly fluctuated slightly.

It was as if something had run through the boundary. However, no matter how he checked, he could not see any abnormalities.

It was clearly in a person's core mental sea, but there were no traces of other forces invading. This situation was very abnormal.

Ah!

However, before Jiang Li could do anything else, another sharp cry sounded.

He smacked his lips. As expected, to someone who cultivated the Nine Nether Dao Scripture, this kind of hollow ghost tasted very good.

Jiang Li had originally guessed this, and now that he was here, he was even more certain.

In ancient times, even in the so-called forbidden area of living beings, the Nine Nether Wood was an overlord-level existence.

There were many evil demons on the mountain. They were basically all on the recipe of the Nine Nether Wood and had their own uses.

To him, who cultivated the Nine Nether Dao Scripture, although this Back Yin Mountain was dangerous, there were clearly more benefits.

For example, hollow ghosts, which were terrifying ghosts that could kill ordinary people if they were not careful, were rare delicacies to him.

Moreover, the benefits were not as simple as increasing his cultivation and strengthening his spiritual qi. Jiang Li sensed for a moment before opening his palm and releasing a ball of Nine Nether spiritual qi.

At this moment, the color of the Nine Nether spiritual qi became even deeper and more condensed. With a thought, the Nine Nether spiritual qi immediately transformed into a small ball of black fog that spun in his palm.

This fog was called the Mourning Nether Fog, and it was identical to the black fog that enveloped the Back Yin Mountain.

It could corrode a person's heart, destroy their will, and make the most determined person fall.

It was one of the derivative abilities of the Nine Nether spiritual qi in the Nine Nether Dao Scripture.

However, because they lacked the necessary cultivation conditions, neither he nor the two Nine Nether clones had the chance to master it.

Now, by chance, he finally succeeded in cultivating it.

However, now, only a small portion of the spiritual qi could be transformed into the Mourning Nether Fog. Compared to the huge amount of spiritual qi in his body, it was really insignificant.

After stuffing the remaining hollow ghosts into his mouth, Jiang Li was still not satisfied.

If he could capture a few hundred and eat them, he could stir up a terrifying Mourning Nether Fog by himself.

However, this kind of ghost was just as he remembered. Due to the fact that it was empty and silent, it was too difficult to find and capture. Whether he could encounter it depended on luck.

After dealing with these hollow ghosts, Jiang Li looked at the stone pillar bound by chains. A smile appeared on his face again.

This place that had never been explored was great.

With just two steps, there were treasures everywhere.

In Jiang Li's consciousness, the statue clone that had been temporarily pulled over was sleeping soundly.

In the parallel mind, countless dreams appeared and disappeared. The images were filled with sorrow, pain, and fear. Life was filled with suffering, and one could not extricate themselves.

Under the influence of a special force, he was having all kinds of nightmares. Previously, Daoist Zhai Xing had been affected by this and had almost fallen forever.

With the Divine Statue clone blocking the calamity, Jiang Li's main body's consciousness was awakened. At this moment, he was carefully stuffing seeds into the ground.

As if discovering that his actions were a little strange, the tied stone inexplicably trembled slightly.

Jiang Li chuckled and executed a spell technique. Eighteen wooden dragons immediately crawled out from the ground and surrounded the stone in the middle.

"It's too late to run now!"