Joy of Life: Rebirth of the Second Prince, Inviting Emperor Qing to Die

"what's the situation?"

Li Cunxiao also had a serious expression on his face.

He slowly turned his neck, and his eyes, like a radar, carefully looked around every corner.

Then, he took a deep breath, feeling the spiritual energy in the air that was so rich that it was almost tangible.

I just felt the spiritual energy flowing into my body through my nasal cavity.

Let every cell in your body cheer and rejoice.

After a while,
He spoke slowly, his voice low and firm, and said: "It seems that this is a world full of immortal cultivators."

"We are probably about to embark on a brand new journey full of unknowns and challenges."

After saying that, he clenched his fists, his eyes revealing a hint of expectation and determination.

It seems like it is ready to face all challenges.

The originally peaceful spiritual field suddenly began to shake violently without any warning.

It was as if a sleeping beast was awakened and let out an angry roar.

The land began to crack, and hideous cracks spread rapidly like a spider web.

Immediately afterwards, countless thick vines broke out of the ground.

They are like giant pythons that have been dormant for a long time, standing tall with their heads held high.

Begin to twist wildly towards the sky.

The vines were covered with sharp thorns that flashed coldly in the sunlight.

Just when everyone was shocked.

A strangely shaped red spiritual plant, resembling a baby, slowly rose from the center of the spiritual field.

Its body is soft and twisted, and its surface is covered with fine textures that look like wriggling blood vessels.

Suddenly, it opened its mouth wide, full of sharp fangs.

A mist with a strong smell of blood suddenly gushed out and began to spread all around.

The mist was like thick ink.

Wherever he went, his vision was completely blocked.

The pungent smell makes people feel nauseous.

Seeing this, Li Cunxiao swung the Yuwang Spear in his hand without hesitation.

The spear drew a sharp arc.

Like a flash of black lightning, it swept towards the vines.

Only a few crisp "crack" sounds were heard.

The vines that were hit broke one after another.

But what was shocking was that dark golden liquid oozed from the cross-section of the vine.

After the liquid landed on the ground, it instantly transformed into golden-armored warriors holding swords and shields.

These terracotta warriors have lifelike shapes, stern faces, and exude a murderous aura.

"Everything here can become a spirit!"

Li Cunxiao shouted loudly.

He swung his spear again and smashed the third terracotta warrior into pieces.

At the moment he exerted his strength, he caught a glimpse of the situation on Xiang Yu's side out of the corner of his eye.

I saw that the tip of the spear in Xiang Yu's hand was picking up a huge carnivorous plant.

The petals of the carnivorous plant are thick and the edges are full of serrations.

And in the core of the flower, there was half a military token with the word "Chu" engraved on it.

When Xiang Yu saw the military token, a complicated look flashed in his eyes.

It was a reminder of past memories and also a reminder of the current strange situation.

At this moment, from the depths of the sunset glow came the crisp sound of tinkling bells.

Like a melodious piece of music, it broke the tense and depressing atmosphere.

Everyone followed the sound.

I saw eighteen monks riding on flying swords forming a sword formation.

Like a group of divine soldiers descending from the sky, slowly approaching.

They were dressed in different Taoist robes, and powerful spiritual energy was emanating from their bodies.

Leading the group was an old man with a white beard. He had a gaunt face and eyes that revealed an unfathomable wisdom.

Seven bronze lamps suddenly flew out of the old man's sleeves.

Bronze lamps were suspended in the air, their lights flickering.

Exudes a soft and mysterious glow.

Under the reflection of this light, a bloody mark appeared between Xiang Yu's eyebrows.

The mark was like a drop of blood, flashing an eerie light on his forehead.

"The person shown by God!"

When the old man saw the bloody mark, his voice was filled with uncontrollable trembling and ecstasy. "Do you know, my two Taoist friends, the death calamity on your horoscope?"

However, the old man had not yet finished speaking.

The entire spiritual field suddenly and violently turned over without any warning.

The once fertile land disappeared in an instant.

Revealing a boiling pool of blood below.

In the pool of blood, countless skeletal arms stretched out like mushrooms after rain.

They bared their fangs and claws, tearing and tearing desperately, as if they wanted to drag everyone present into the endless abyss.

A bigger crisis has arrived.
In endless darkness and weightlessness.

Xiang Yu only felt his body falling rapidly like a kite with a broken string.

The wind whistled in my ears, as if countless vengeful spirits were crying loudly.

A sense of determination surged in his heart.

He held the Overlord Spear high in his hand.

With an indomitable momentum, he stabbed hard into the endless void.

In an instant, the wind from the gun surged like surging waves.

In this chaotic space, ripples are created.

Strangely, these ripples did not dissipate, but instead quickly solidified.

It turned into a series of crystal clear ice stairs, emitting a cold light.

Xiang Yu didn't have time to think about it, he instinctively stretched out his hand.

He grabbed Li Cunxiao's shoulder armor and shouted loudly.

With the help of this power, he took Li Cunxiao and jumped onto the ice crystal stairs that had just formed.

The two men stood firm, gasped, and looked up.

But at the bottom of the blood pool, nine huge golden vertical pupils slowly opened.

There was a strange light emanating from that vertical pupil.

It seems as if he can see through all the secrets of the world.

Then, a hoarse ancient whisper.

Like a dull thunder, it poured directly into their consciousness.

"I have the strength to pull up the mountain, but the time is not favorable"

This sound is clearly the rhythm of Chu songs.

But it also contained a terrifying pressure that made one's soul tremble.

Make their bodies tremble involuntarily.

Endless doubts and shock surged in Xiang Yu's heart.

He could never have imagined that he would hear the familiar Chu song in this distant and mysterious world.

His thoughts instantly returned to the battlefield of the past.

Those years of war and battles, those scenes of fighting with the enemy, kept emerging in his mind.

However, at this moment, he had no time to indulge in memories.

As they climbed, the stone gate above their heads slowly fell down.

With every point that fell, the darkness around them grew thicker.

At the moment when the last stone gate closed with a loud bang.

A familiar voice penetrated the barriers of time and space and reached their ears:

"Find the Kunlun Mirror before the Wheel of Fate overlaps for the third time"

This voice belongs to Yuehua.

There was a hint of anxiety and anticipation in her voice.

It seemed to be conveying an important mission concerning life and death.

Xiang Yu and Li Cunxiao looked at each other.

I saw firmness and determination in the other person's eyes.

They knew what was waiting for them ahead.

There will be more unknown challenges.

But in order to find out the truth of it all.

In order to complete the mission entrusted by Yuehua.

They had no choice but to keep going.

Step into the mysterious world full of unknown.
I do not know how long it has been.

Xiang Yu felt sounds around him and raised his head in a hurry.

As a result, the scene before him surprised him.

"What's going on?" (End of chapter)