8983. Chapter 8983 Huangquan 2
"What kind of technique is this?" Ling Xuejiao was very curious. Since she practiced the skills given by this mysterious man, her progress has been rapid. In just a short time, her cultivation level has already broken through the Great Luo Jinxian, and she is only one step away from the powerful supreme realm. This was something she wouldn't have dared to think about before.
"You asked too many questions today, practice hard, and I will tell you when your cultivation reaches a breakthrough." After her words fell, the mysterious voice disappeared from her ears.
In the blink of an eye, it has been three days since I returned to the shrine. After three days of rest, Leng Xuan's condition has reached its peak. "It's time to leave." After saying hello to Feng Lie, Leng Xuan left the palace alone. That day in the fairy city, the Lord sent him a golden light. The way to enter the underworld is in the golden light.
As soon as his mind moved, the gorgeous golden light immediately appeared in front of his eyes. As the golden light slowly penetrated into his eyebrows, a lot of information suddenly appeared in his mind.
"Yellow Spring... So that's the Yellow Spring..." He murmured to himself, opened his eyes, looked around, and said to himself, "It seems like I need to choose a secluded place." It took him almost half a day to finally find it. A remote place. There is no human habitation within a thousand miles. After entering the cave that was dug in advance and sealing the entrance, Leng Xuan sat cross-legged in the cave and took a deep breath. "It's begun." His mind moved, and a stream of blood suddenly spat out from his mouth. Immediately, his whole body surged with strength, as if he was self-destructing. The powerful air wave centered on him and quickly spread to the surroundings.
When the wave of air disappeared, Leng Xuan's head was already hanging down, lifeless, like a dead person. Although his body was dead, Leng Xuan's soul fell into the bottomless abyss and declined rapidly. "Underworld!" A roar came from the bottom of his heart, and a sudden golden light quickly enveloped his soul. Then, in the bottomless abyss, there seemed to be a suction force, pulling his body. Soon, his soul consciousness was attracted by that force. In the rapid rotation, Leng Xuan felt dizzy and his consciousness gradually became trance-like.
I don't know how long it took, but a gust of cool wind blew across his cheek, waking him up from his sleep. Opening his eyes, he sat up, looked around, and thought to himself, "Is this Huangquan?" At this time, he was lying in a sea of flowers. However, the flowers planted in this sea of flowers are not ornamental flowers. The flowers were inky black and were swaying in the breeze. Moreover, at the tops of those flowers, black liquid flows out from time to time, which looks very oozing.
Leng Xuan quickly stood up, fearing that he would be contaminated by the black liquid, and quickly flew out of the strange sea of flowers. Beside the sea of flowers, there is a spacious river. Leng Xuan walked to the river bank, looked up, and his expression suddenly changed. He was surprised to find that what was flowing in the river was not the river water, but souls. Those souls are intertwined, and their number exceeds tens of millions. After a brief shock, Leng Xuan withdrew his gaze and stepped back. As expected of Huangquan, there is indeed weirdness and terror everywhere.
At this moment, he suddenly noticed that not far from the river, there was a child holding a long pole and swinging in the river, not knowing what he was doing.