Immortality Cultivation: I can use my clansmen’s energy and blood to add points.

The core of the seal balance? Luo Qingchen's heart moved. Could it be that the function of the Nine Revolutions Resurrection Grass is not only to heal wounds and revive, but also related to some kind of seal here? What is suppressed below?
"As for repayment?" The gravekeeper's voice suddenly turned cold, and a chilling murderous intent instantly enveloped Luo Qingchen and the other two. "How about repaying with your souls and memories? It just so happens that I also want to see what the outside world has become like now."

Before he finished speaking, the dark shadow moved!
He did not attack Luo Qingchen directly, but his body flashed and he appeared in the center of the altar as if teleporting, above the pit that was originally connected to the cave below.

He stretched out a dry, pitch-black hand that looked like a ghost's claw, and pressed lightly downwards!
"Om-!"

The entire altar platform shook violently! The runes on the nine stone pillars lit up again, but this time it was no longer a dark black light, but a deeper and more heart-pounding dark red light!
In the pit at the center of the altar, a suction force a hundred times more terrifying than when the mountain guardian spirit appeared before suddenly erupted! But this suction force was not directed at Luo Qingchen and the others, but seemed to be drawing some kind of power from deeper in the Nine Netherworld!

Strands of extremely pure Nine Netherworld primordial Yin energy, mixed with countless wailing, twisted soul fragments, gushed out from the pit like rivers flowing into the sea, and rushed into the gravekeeper's body frantically!

The originally blurry figure of the gravekeeper began to solidify after absorbing these energies. His black robe moved without wind, revealing a face without facial features, only a dark and empty face! In the center of that empty space, two points of scarlet light were like burning blood flames, beating more violently!
His aura was also rising wildly at a terrifying speed!
"Not good! He is absorbing the power of the Nine Netherworld to recover his strength! Stop him!" Luo Qingchen's face changed drastically. This gravekeeper seemed to have just woken up from a deep sleep, and his strength had not yet recovered to its peak. At this moment, he was using the power of the altar to replenish it! Once he was fully recovered, they would no longer have a chance of survival!
"Chaos Sword Technique, Chaos Thunder!"

Luo Qingchen did not hesitate and pushed the chaotic power that had just recovered in his body to the extreme again. The Black Dragon Sword turned into a gray-black thunder that tore through the darkness, carrying the breath of destroying everything, and fiercely slashed at the gravekeeper who was absorbing energy!
At the same time, Lin Wan'er also shouted: "Tianyuan Sword Art, the galaxy is upside down!"

The dark blue galaxy sword energy that was integrated with the power of Linglong grass poured out again, and the target was still the gravekeeper!
However, facing the powerful attacks of the two, the gravekeeper just snorted disdainfully without even looking back.

I saw the dark nothingness around him twisted slightly.

"Hey!"

No matter whether it was the thunder containing the power of chaos or the galaxy carrying the vitality of the Nine Netherworld, the moment they came into contact with the dark nothingness, they were swallowed up and annihilated silently like a drop in the ocean, without even a ripple!
"What?!" Luo Qingchen and Lin Wan'er's pupils suddenly shrank, their faces filled with disbelief.

Their full-strength attack was so easily neutralized by the other party? What exactly was that dark nothingness?
"With the power of an ant, you dare to shake the abyss?" The gravekeeper's hoarse voice was filled with mockery. He absorbed energy faster and faster, and the aura around him had risen to a level that made Luo Qingchen feel desperate.

"Senior Brother Luo, what should we do?" Su Xiaowan was so scared that her voice was shaking. She hid behind Luo Qingchen, her hands cold.

Luo Qingchen's mind raced. He couldn't beat him, absolutely couldn't beat him! The strength of this gravekeeper was beyond their comprehension! The only way to survive was to escape! While the other party was still recovering his strength, he had to flee the mountain immediately!

"Let's go!" Luo Qingchen made a prompt decision and stopped fighting. He pulled Su Xiaowan up and shouted to Lin Wan'er, "Take Bai Ling'er with you, let's rush out!"

Lin Wan'er also understood the current situation and no longer hesitated. She picked up the unconscious Bai Ling'er and followed closely behind Luo Qingchen. The three of them turned into three streams of light and ran desperately towards the edge of the platform, which was the direction of going down the mountain!

"Want to leave? Have you got my permission?" The gravekeeper seemed to have absorbed all the energy. He slowly turned around, and his empty face was facing the direction they were escaping.

He did not chase after him, but just raised the dry ghost claw and gently clenched it towards the void!
"Crack!"

Luo Qingchen and the other two felt the space around them suddenly tighten, as if they were being tightly grasped by an invisible giant hand! The air became as thick as substance, and their speed suddenly dropped sharply. Every step forward was like carrying a huge mountain on their backs, extremely difficult!

Space confinement!

This gravekeeper can actually control the power of space easily!
"It's over..." Su Xiaowan's eyes were filled with despair.

Luo Qingchen's heart also sank to the bottom. He frantically urged the power of chaos, trying to break free from the constraints of space, but the power of chaos was like a moth caught in a spider web, unable to shake the invisible barrier at all.

At this critical moment, something strange happened again!

Bai Ling'er, who had been in Lin Wan'er's arms and in a coma, suddenly burst into a dazzling light due to the faint mark left by the Nine-Turn Resurrection Grass leaf between her eyebrows!

A vast, sacred, and supremely majestic dragon power burst out like a sleeping ancient dragon awakening!
"hold head high--!"

A dragon roar that seemed to come from ancient times resounded through the heavens and the earth! This dragon roar was full of anger and majesty, as if it was rebuking some kind of blasphemy!

With the dragon's roar, the space confinement imposed by the gravekeeper actually shattered into pieces like fragile glass!

Luo Qingchen and the other two felt their entire bodies lighten, as if all the restraints were gone!

“Hmm?” Two points of scarlet light flickered slightly on the empty face of the gravekeeper, and he seemed a little surprised. “Dragon clan? No… Is it the breath of the Ancestral Dragon? How is it possible? Didn’t the Ancestral Dragon…”

Before he could finish his words, the vast dragon power that erupted from Bailing'er did not dissipate. Instead, it condensed into a vague, towering golden dragon shadow, hovering above Bailing'er!
Although the dragon's shadow was blurry, it exuded a terrifying pressure that made all things submit, and even the Nine Nether Yin Qi retreat! Its gaze, cold and majestic, traveled through time and space and fell on the gravekeeper!
The gravekeeper, who was originally arrogant, trembled involuntarily the moment he met this gaze! For the first time, fear was revealed on that dark and empty face?!

“The remnant soul of the Ancestral Dragon? How come you…how come you have…” For the first time, the gravekeeper’s voice sounded panic-stricken.

"roll!"

A majestic and mighty voice, like the law of heaven and earth, exploded directly in the depths of the gravekeeper's soul!
"Puff!" The gravekeeper felt as if he had been hit hard. The figure that had just solidified shook violently. The Nine Nether Origin Yin Energy that was lingering around his body dissipated a lot, and the two points of scarlet light also dimmed.

He looked at the vague and terrifying golden dragon shadow above Bailing'er's head in horror, then looked at the leaves of the Nine-Turn Resurrection Grass in Luo Qingchen's hand. He seemed to understand something, and his eyes were filled with unwillingness and fear.

But he didn't dare to stay any longer. His body turned into a puff of black smoke and instantly sank into the pit in the center of the altar. He disappeared, leaving only a resentful and threatening word echoing in the air:
"Dragon Clan... Resurrection after Nine Transformations... Good, very good! When I return, I will tear you into pieces and take back everything!" As the gravekeeper disappeared, the suffocating pressure also disappeared. The golden dragon shadow above Bai Ling'er's head looked deeply at Luo Qingchen, as if conveying some kind of information, and then slowly dissipated and sank back into the mark on Bai Ling'er's forehead.

Bailing'er's body trembled slightly, and she moaned, then slowly opened her eyes, but her eyes were still a little confused.

On the platform, deathly silence returned again.

Luo Qingchen, Lin Wan'er, and Su Xiaowan looked at each other, all of them still in shock, their backs already soaked with cold sweat.

Everything that just happened was just like a dream.

"What...what was that just now?" Su Xiaowan asked stutteringly, "That dark guy seemed to be very afraid of Sister Bailing'er?"

Luo Qingchen looked at Bai Ling'er who had just woken up with a confused look on her face, and recalled the terrifying golden dragon shadow and the shout of "Get out" just now, and his heart was filled with shocking waves.

The remnant soul of the Ancestral Dragon? Could it be that Bai Ling'er actually had a remnant soul of the legendary ancestor of the dragon race living inside her body? And the power of the Nine-Turn Resurrection Grass leaves accidentally activated it?
This possibility shocked him greatly.

"Don't worry about it for now. We shouldn't stay here for long. Let's leave quickly!" Luo Qingchen suppressed the doubts and shock in his heart. Now was not the time to explore these things. Although the gravekeeper had retreated temporarily, who knew if he would come back or if there were any other dangers.

"Yeah!" Lin Wan'er and Su Xiaowan nodded repeatedly.

"Luo... Young Master Luo?" Bai Ling'er's voice was still a little weak. She rubbed her forehead, as if she had no memory of what had just happened. "I... What's wrong with me? Aren't we..."

"Let's talk about it when we get back." Luo Qingchen supported her, "Your injuries haven't healed yet, don't think too much about it yet."

He no longer hesitated, and quickly left the strange altar platform with the three of them, following the rugged mountain road they came from, and rushed towards the bottom of the black mountain.

Along the way, they did not dare to stop for even a moment and increased their speed to the extreme.

It was not until I completely left the range of the black mountain and set foot on the barren Gobi Desert again that the sense of crisis that had always lingered in my heart was slightly alleviated.

The four of them found a relatively secluded corner, set up a simple warning formation, and finally got a chance to catch their breath.

"Huh... I'm finally out!" Su Xiaowan sat down on the ground, too tired to move. "This trip to the Netherworld is even more tiring than my hundred years of cultivation!"

Lin Wan'er was also sweating profusely, resting against a rock. She glanced at the blue mark on her wrist that had regained its dim color, and then looked at the leaf of the Nine-Turn Resurrection Grass that Luo Qingchen had carefully put away, with mixed feelings in her heart. Although this trip was extremely dangerous and a near-death experience, the gains were also huge.

Luo Qingchen checked Bai Ling'er's injuries and found that she had recovered much better than expected. Although she was still weak, her essence was stable and her life was safe. She only needed to rest. It seemed that the brief awakening of the remnant soul of the Ancestral Dragon not only scared away the powerful enemy, but also had a great benefit to her.

He handed a healing pill to Bailing'er, then looked at the dim skyline in the distance with a slightly frown on his face.

For some reason, even though he had left the strange black peak, the uneasy feeling in his heart did not completely disappear. Instead, it was as if there was a pair of invisible eyes, staring at them coldly in a corner of the Netherworld.

Is it the escaped gravekeeper? Or... is there more unknown horror hidden in this Netherworld?
It seems that it is not so easy to leave this desperate place smoothly. The undercurrent has just begun to surge.

The cold wind swept across the barren Gobi Desert, blowing up no dust, only the biting cold and a dead silence that penetrated deep into the bones. The four people had just escaped from the frightening black mountain, and now they found a relatively sheltered rugged rock and finally had a short rest.

"Oh my god! I was so scared, so scared!" As soon as Su Xiaowan was out of danger, her tense nerves suddenly relaxed. She collapsed on the ground as if she had no bones. Her face was pale and she kept patting her chest. Her voice was filled with tears. "I don't want to come to this damn place again in this life, no, in the next life, or the next life! What a bastard, I almost lost my life! Woo woo woo, my youth and beauty were almost ruined in this godforsaken place..."

As she wailed, she secretly glanced at the crystal clear leaf in Luo Qingchen's arms, which was emitting a soft halo, and her eyes could not help but show a bit of curiosity and... envy. Although the process was horrifying, this treasure looked extraordinary.

Lin Wan'er leaned against the cold rock and breathed a sigh of relief, with beads of sweat still on her forehead. She glanced at Su Xiaowan who was crying loudly, shook her head helplessly, and then walked to Bai Ling'er and asked with concern: "Sister Bai Ling'er, how do you feel?"

Bai Ling'er was much more awake at this time, but her face was still pale, and her eyes were a little confused and weak. Luo Qingchen carefully placed her on a flat stone, and covered her with Luo Qingchen's outer robe.

"I... I'm fine." She shook her head gently, her voice weak, "Master Luo, Sister Lin, Sister Xiaowan, have we... escaped? What... happened before?"

She only remembered that she was severely injured by the giant python and then lost consciousness. When she woke up, she seemed to feel that the surroundings had undergone earth-shaking changes. There was also an extremely terrifying existence, and... a majestic aura that made her soul tremble.

But the specific details are vague, as if covered by a thick fog.

Luo Qingchen stood on the edge of the strange rock, looking vigilantly at the dark and silent Gobi Desert around him.

Although he had temporarily gotten rid of the terrifying existence that called himself "Gravekeeper", the feeling of uneasiness in his heart had not completely dissipated. (End of this chapter)