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On the ancient road to the underworld, deep in a mountain valley shrouded in gray mist, Hua Changxi hid among dozens of fierce ghosts and thousands of lonely spirits. Only after the figures of the Lord of the Underworld and the Ghost King had completely disappeared did she hold her breath and carefully step out of the valley a quarter of an hour later.

Hua Changxi slowly exhaled a breath of stale air and steadied his mind.

The woman in red was actually the wife of the Lord of the Underworld, and moreover, she was merely an avatar.

If a clone possesses strength comparable to the peak of the Spirit Platform Realm, then her true body... must have already entered the Condensation Realm.

"Concentration Realm..."

Hua Changxi's eyes flickered as she raised her hand to rub her throbbing, aching head. The thought that she hadn't yet opened her spiritual platform filled her with anxiety.

Before reaching the Nascent Soul stage, cultivators can fight using only spiritual power. However, once they enter the Spirit Platform stage, they need to combine spiritual power and soul power in combat.

She has been unable to open her spiritual platform for a long time. With only her Nascent Soul Realm cultivation and powerful physical body, she is not afraid of opponents in the Spirit Platform Realm, but she has to be careful when facing experts in the Condensation Realm or above.

At this point, her lack of soul power will become her fatal weakness. If she is not careful, she will suffer severe damage or even be killed.

Just now, the divine senses of the Ghost King and the Lord of the Underworld swept across her mind, causing her sea of ​​consciousness to tremble and her brain to stagnate for a moment.

She had heard long ago that the Nine Netherworlds had begun to recover their spiritual energy earlier than the human world.

Now, on her fourth descent into the Nine Netherworlds, she has already encountered three experts at the Condensation Realm.
With a heavy heart, Hua Changxi continued to approach the giant castle ahead.

Because of the appearance of the Ghost King, she knew that the giant fortress must be the central city of the Ghost Clan—Ghost Realm Fortress.

Logically, Ghost Realm Fortress should be built in front of the Ghost Realm Forbidden Area to protect it. Therefore, if she wants to leave the Ghost Realm, she must pass through Ghost Realm Fortress.

At the same time, dozens of miles away, the figures of Chu Junyi and four others appeared out of thin air on the Yellow Springs Ancient Road.

"That really scared me to death. Luckily, the boss reacted quickly, otherwise we would definitely have been discovered." Meng Ziyu patted his chest, let out a long sigh of relief, still feeling shaken.

Chu Junyi put away the black array plate in his hand, his gaze fixed solemnly on the Ghost Realm Fortress in front of him: "After this incident, the Ghost Realm Fortress will definitely strengthen its defenses. I'm afraid it won't be peaceful for us after we infiltrate."

Ye Jingzhou frowned and said worriedly, "I heard earlier that the Lord of the Yellow Springs has broken through the Condensation Realm and entered the Nascent Soul Realm. Judging from the pressure I just felt and his domineering attitude towards the Ghost King, the rumors are probably true."

“Not only him,” Sheng Pengyun continued in a deep voice, “but also that Lady of the Other Shore Flower, she can already create clones…”

"The technique of creating clones can only be practiced after entering the Nascent Soul Realm."

Upon hearing this, Meng Ziyu was immediately shocked: "No way, does this mean that Lord Huangquan and Lady Bi'anhua are both Nascent Soul Realm experts?"

"not necessarily."

Chu Junyi interrupted, "Only those who have reached the Nascent Soul Realm can condense a clone; this only applies to humans and demons."

"For some races in the Nine Netherworld, as long as their primordial spirit is strong enough, even those at the Condensation Realm can condense an avatar."

He paused, then analyzed, "The clone that fought us just now was only at the peak of the Spirit Platform Realm. If her main body were truly at the Nascent Soul Realm, the clone wouldn't be so weak. In my opinion, her main body's cultivation should be limited to the Spirit Condensation Realm."

After hearing this, Meng Ziyu clicked his tongue and said, "Even a Nascent Soul Realm expert is an absolute powerhouse. It seems that the situation in the Nine Netherworlds is even more dangerous than that in the mortal realm."

Chu Junyi gazed at the dimly lit world, his eyes flashing. "It's not just three times more dangerous, it's ten thousand times more dangerous. The Nine Netherworld is a breeding ground for chaos and slaughter. Here, only the law of the jungle prevails." After a moment of silence, Chu Junyi spoke again, "Let's go, let's continue our journey."

The five of them immediately moved like ghosts, quickly traversing the ancient path to the underworld.

"Boss, I always felt that there was something strange about that ghost clan member from before."

"Yes, even the Ghost King is somewhat wary of the Lord of the Underworld. He actually killed the clone of Lady of the Other Shore Flower. Isn't this intensifying the conflict between the Ghost Clan and the Underworld faction?"

"Just like the human world, with the revival of spiritual energy, all sorts of demons and monsters have emerged in the Nine Netherworld. The internal struggles among the ghost race will only become more intense and chaotic."

"However, the more chaotic the various races in the Nine Netherworlds become, the more peaceful the Nine Gates of the Demon Prison will be. If that ghost race had really caused a fight between the ghost race and the Yellow Springs faction, it would have actually helped us."

After speeding along, Hua Changxi finally arrived at the end of the Yellow Springs Ancient Road.

After the Yellow Springs stopped flowing, the road ahead was not as desolate and lifeless as expected, but instead became more 'lively', and even the ghostly aura in the air was more intense.

The scene was like stepping out of a desolate mountain area and into a bustling urban area.

Hua Changxi carefully crept along the Yellow Springs Ancient Road. On the road, there were only mindless, lonely ghosts wandering around. But after leaving the Yellow Springs Ancient Road, the figures of the ghost race suddenly became denser, and their cultivation aura was far superior to that of the former.

Looking out into the distance, deep within the gloomy mist, stand clusters of ghost villages and towns, their eerie lights twinkling like those of a human city.

Hua Changxi held his breath, peering intently at the ghost village and ghost town in the distance.

Suddenly, a ghost village in the distance was suddenly illuminated by will-o'-the-wisps. Immediately afterward, a high-pitched and piercing suona horn ripped through the sky like a sharp sword, piercing straight into the eardrums!

The sound of the suona seemed to trigger some kind of switch, and the sounds of gongs, drums, and cymbals followed closely behind, playing a strange and eerie melody with a strong sense of the underworld.

As the music began, the gray mist that lingered above the ghost village started to churn. The next moment, a procession carrying white bone lanterns slowly emerged from the depths of the ghost village.

To Hua Changxi's surprise, the ghosts were not the grotesque, mindless ghouls she had imagined. On the contrary, the group was disciplined and orderly.

The front row consisted of ghost soldiers clad in heavy black iron armor, their steps steady and their aura menacing.

The middle section features the ghosts of dancers dressed in flowing robes, floating on the ground, their long sleeves scattering phosphorescent light as they dance, a breathtakingly beautiful sight.
Bringing up the rear were ghost soldiers riding black skeletal horses and carrying black banners, accompanied by a chilling wind.

At the center of this procession, surrounded by stars, stood a large, scarlet sedan chair.

The sedan chair was made of an unknown black wood and wrapped with bright red curtains. In the paper lanterns hanging at the four corners, oily green ghost lights swayed in the wind and made eerie "clucking" sounds.

A cold wind blew by, the sedan curtain was slightly lifted, and a dazzling red caught Hua Changxi's eye.

A female ghost in red was seen sitting in the sedan chair.

The red-clad female ghost's makeup was so exquisite that she looked like a living person, with beautifully drawn eyebrows and features. However, her eyes were empty and deep, exuding a chilling, deathly stillness.

A faint smile played at the corners of her lips, her expression languid. Amidst the deafening sound of the suona horns, she resembled a queen inspecting her territory, exuding a breathtakingly alluring charm. (End of Chapter)