Eternal Tranquility

Liu Qinghuan squatted behind the rockery and saw Yun Zheng and Xu Su suddenly appearing on the other side of the soul pool from a distance. The two of them slashed their swords arrogantly. The originally dead peace of the soul pool was broken, and all the ghosts around them rushed out. To the two of them.

After seeing the two of them running away and taking away most of the ghosts, Liu Qinghuan immediately appeared.

He was surrounded by several layers of protective shields. The innermost layer was a spiritual power shield and a golden light shield. The third layer was a hazy, thick white light. The underworld energy was on the outermost layer. With a single step, he had reached the edge of the soul pool.

The black air in the pool was billowing and gloomy like a prison. The resentful souls writhing and struggling in it stretched out their arms one after another, with ferocious smiles and anger on their blurred faces, trying to drag him in, but after encountering the aura of underworld, It was as if it had been burned and couldn't be contained.

Liu Qinghuan took a deep breath and jumped down.

It was as if he had fallen into a nightmare from which he would never wake up. In front of him was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. The screams almost burst his eardrums. The sinister laughter tore apart his soul. Various horrific and tragic scenes were staged one after another.

Even though Liu Qinghuan was prepared, he was still pulled into the boundless illusion. He felt very cold, and the coldness that penetrated into his bones overwhelmed him. Sadness, fear, and inescapable despair pulled him toward the eternal abyss.

Liu Qinghuan and others originally thought that the soul pool was very dangerous, but they did not expect that they underestimated it in the end.

Here is gathered the resentment and misery of the souls who died in the Ruins of No Return for countless years. With their endless anger and hatred, they want to tear all the creatures that intrude into pieces!

In the endless darkness of the soul pool, Liu Qinghuan could only be seen waving his hands and feet as he fell rapidly.

Although the underworld's energy blocked some of the ghosts' attacks, more ghosts just wanted to pounce on Liu Qinghuan and tear Liu Qinghuan into pieces. They didn't care about their own life or death. They would still be "resurrected" after they "died" anyway.

The underworld's energy was rapidly thinning under the successive ghost attacks. Due to the loss of control, Liu Qinghuan's several layers of protective shields were flashing slightly, and it seemed that they would be extinguished in the next moment.

At this moment, the heart of the Huangquan Ghost Willow tree suddenly floated out from his collar. The crystal heart of the tree flickered twice and exploded with a "bang"!

Thick yellow ripples spread out, and the surrounding area was instantly empty. All the dark energy clinging to his protective shield was blown back several steps, but it surrounded him again in an instant.

Liu Qinghuan finally broke out of the illusion amidst the explosion in the heart of the tree.

"Ah!" He hugged his body and curled up into a ball, screaming twice unbearably, as if the pain from the depths of his soul almost took away his consciousness again.

"There's no time to waste..."

Constantly chanting these words, he desperately urged the Zuo Forgetting Sutra of Immortality and tried hard to stabilize the crumbling protective shield. When the dizziness and pain subsided slightly, he quickly took stock of his situation.

At this time, everything above, below, left and right was filled with darkness that was so dense that it could not be dissolved, and his body was falling rapidly.

Without the protection of the underworld, more ghosts rushed towards him with a ferocious smile, tearing their claws and biting, causing the outermost layer of thick white light to shake violently.

Liu Qinghuan was horrified, and saw that the cracks on the jade pendant that Yunzheng gave him were spreading rapidly. He immediately took out his umbrella-shaped magic weapon and opened it just as the jade pendant shattered. A stream of cyan light yarns hung down from the umbrella.

Although it feels like a long time has passed since he entered the soul pool, in fact it has only been a dozen breaths, and a magic weapon has already been damaged!

Fortunately, it was not Yunzheng and the others who came down, otherwise they might really fall here due to such a ferocious soul attack.

After Liu Qinghuan practiced the "Nine Heavens Dividing Spirit Technique", in addition to his enhanced spiritual consciousness, his divine soul also became much stronger and more solid. If Liu Qinghuan couldn't stand it, others couldn't stand it even more.

The cyan light gauze floated up and down, and the umbrella above the head made a sound like cracking brocade. It was obvious that it could not hold up for long.

Looking down, you can't see the bottom of the soul pool at all.

Liu Qinghuan summoned the Broken Gang Golden Lotus, and the brilliant golden feathers formed a layer of rotating golden light belt around him, smashing the ghosts that came towards him into pieces, and then burned by the sun's essence fire, all turned into fly ash.

In this way, there will be much less black energy that can directly attack the cyan light yarn, and the umbrella-shaped magic weapon will be supported for a longer time.

Dark, dark! Liu Qinghuan fell alone in this seemingly endless darkness, and his ears were filled with all kinds of disturbing sounds such as roars and cries.

Time seemed to have disappeared. Liu Qinghuan was in a daze and couldn't remember how long he had been missing.

He shook his head violently, sweat dripping down his back, and he almost got injured again!

He didn't dare to relax at all, but when he heard the sound of "Zira", the umbrella-shaped magic weapon suddenly cracked and opened a hole.

Liu Qinghuan's expression changed. This was a top-quality magic weapon!

There was no figure at the bottom of the pool, but two magic weapons were about to be damaged, and the underworld energy he had used for many years was lost. Fortunately, the Pogang Golden Lotus is still fine, but the sun essence fire on it has become much weaker.

Liu Qinghuan held the ball of white ooze tightly in her hands, her expression gloomy as water, and she couldn't decide whether to go back immediately while there was still a way out.

He thought of Yun Zheng's words, and it was hard to say whether there was Netherworld Weak Water here, and he sighed in his heart.

Maybe the opportunity has not come...

In less than a quarter of an hour, there were three more Zira sounds, and the umbrella-shaped magic weapon broke into three long openings in succession, and a few of the cyan gauze were missing in an instant.

Liu Qinghuan suddenly stopped falling, and his spiritual energy flowed into the soft mud in his hand. The soft mud quickly expanded and deformed, forming a smooth and discernible mirror, and shot out streaks of thunderbolts, sweeping away the surrounding black air.

"Um?"

When he glanced down inadvertently, he suddenly found a glimmer of light deep under his feet.

Liu Qinghuan almost thought he was dazzled, so he quickly stopped the lightning, and the surroundings returned to darkness.

Through the dancing ghost figure, the glimmer of light is sometimes bright and sometimes dark, but it does exist!

Liu Qinghuan was puzzled, but extremely curious.

Is there light in the depths of this gloomy soul pool? It's just anecdotal.

He only thought about it for a moment, and then suddenly accelerated his fall.

As the glimmer of light got closer and closer, the bottom of the soul pool finally appeared.

It turned out that he was already so close to the bottom of the pool!

A person who travels a hundred miles is half a mile, and this is sometimes the case. The last ten miles were more difficult than the previous ninety miles, but the bumpy road ahead wiped away hope little by little, and then gave up just before reaching the end, thus failing in all efforts.

If it hadn't been for that glimmer of light, he might have turned back and missed it.

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but feel excited, hoping that there really was Netherworld Weak Water! With just one drop, he would have the main ingredient for refining the Jiuqu Hongchen Pu in the future.

However, when he saw the true face of that glimmer of excitement, a huge storm suddenly arose in his heart.

That was actually the light emitted by a protective array!