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The Nine Netherworlds are where the turbid energy of heaven and earth converges; they are also the dark place where all spirits return to silence and are reincarnated after death.

Since the formation of the realm, two major races have emerged: one is the Netherworld Race, which relies on the energy of the underworld, and the other is the Ghost Race, whose souls refuse to enter the cycle of reincarnation due to their lingering attachments.

Just as the human world has undergone tremendous changes from the rampant spread of demons to the rise of humans, the situation in the Nine Netherworlds is changing even more dramatically.

Among them, the most violent upheaval was the fragmentation of the Underworld race into four or five parts.

Even the Crimson Nightmare Queen's memories of the Underworld Clan's past are hazy. What she knows is merely a collection of fragments pieced together from various surviving ancient texts.

Legend has it that before the Primordial Era, the Underworld Clan had a remarkably talented and powerful individual named Luo Xiu, who was revered by the Underworld Clan as the 'Ancestor of the Underworld'.

Since the beginning of time, the Four Realms have established an order of "the Nine Heavens above, the Human Realm in the middle, and the Nine Netherworlds below." This is not merely a spatial allocation, but also a division of status and resources.

The foundation and resources of a realm are ultimately limited. The Nine Heavens and the Human Realm are located above the Nine Netherworlds. Whether it is the Dao Fruit containing the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth or the divine position that can hold power in a region, their numbers are far greater than those of the Nine Netherworlds.

That's not all. In the Four Spirit Realms, only the Four Continents can give birth to Emperor Realm experts, while the strongest in the Nine Netherworlds can only reach the God Realm in their entire lives.

After Luo Xiu cultivated into the God of the Underworld and subdued and refined the Black Lotus of Annihilation, he was unwilling to be subservient to the Nine Heavens and the mortal realm. He attempted to defy the heavens and forcefully break through to the Emperor Realm.

Unexpectedly, this act provoked the wrath of Heaven, which unleashed a devastating divine punishment.

Luo Xiu ultimately perished under the heavenly tribulation, and the Underworld Clan was completely torn apart by this catastrophe.

The Netherworld Clan, which once unified the Nine Netherworlds, split into five major clans based on their different cultivation paths: the Styx Clan, the Blood Sea Clan, the Yellow Springs Clan, the Demon Clan, and the Soul Clan, as well as countless scattered clans that were constantly destroyed and reunited.

From then on, the格局 (geju, a concept encompassing the overall structure and overall layout) of the Nine Netherworlds was completely rewritten.

While reading the memories of Lady Chiyan, Hua Changxi warily watched the demon in front of her.

Compared to the three races of the Styx, Blood Sea, and Yellow Springs, who were born and raised together with the Nine Netherworlds and whose lineage has never been broken, the fate of the Demon Race and the Soul Race is much more turbulent.

The Nine Netherworlds are inherently places of chaos and slaughter. Even the most valiant and warlike demon race has experienced near-extinction.

Even so, the demons still kill wherever they go, just like they are now.

"Ha, now even cats and dogs dare to run in the third level of the abyss."

"Stop talking nonsense, just kill him."

As soon as she finished speaking, two demonic figures, carrying a world-destroying aura, pounced on Hua Changxi like black lightning.

The moment the attack came, Hua Changxi picked up the Ghost Chariot Soul Flute and held it to her lips.

The next moment, a clear and melodious flute sound pierced the air.

The invisible sound waves rippled outwards, and the demon general who was the first to attack suddenly froze, his ferocity instantly replaced by confusion, his movements frozen in mid-air.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Hua Changxi dodged the claws of another demon general. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that the man's eyes were also starting to glaze over. Immediately, she exerted force with her fingertips, and the flute music suddenly became faster, like a sharp blade slicing through the sky—the second level of "Soul-Capturing Melody," the Soul-Slaying, begins.

However, she hadn't mastered the tune, and her playing was somewhat hesitant. Although the two demon generals were forcibly immobilized, their souls were not shattered as expected.

"Heh, I thought he was just a kid, but he turned out to be a tough nut to crack!"

"Go together!"

Seeing this, the remaining demons' eyes flashed with ferocity, and they roared as they swung their swords, their demonic energy weaving into a net that completely surrounded Hua Changxi.

Hua Changxi's expression was solemn as she swiftly dodged like a phantom, her flute playing never ceasing. As she weaved through the demons, the melody grew ever more intense and urgent. The piercing sound waves, like thousands of ghostly claws, pierced through the demons' protective aura and struck straight at their souls.

Soon, the demon generals began to clutch their heads and roar, their blades slipping from their hands as they collapsed to the ground, their ferocity replaced by fear.

Fine beads of sweat trickled down Hua Changxi's forehead, and her fingertips turned white from the effort, yet she dared not stop for a moment, continuing to play tirelessly. The flute music clung to the souls of those demons like a maggot clinging to their bones.

"Boom!"

An explosion suddenly rang out.

A demon general suddenly tore into pieces, his flesh and demonic energy exploding into a sky full of blood mist and black fog.

"It's done!"

Hua Changxi's eyes lit up. The third level of the Soul-Capturing Melody—annihilation!
Immediately afterwards, the other demon generals also let out a series of shrill screams, their bodies as if torn apart by an invisible force, falling into pieces one after another.

Having dealt with all the demon generals, Hua Changxi fled the battlefield at top speed. While speeding away, she took out the luminous cup and quickly absorbed the Soul River water to replenish her consumed soul power.

As soon as she disappeared into the darkness, countless auras converged from all directions.

When there was no sound at all, and even the wind seemed to have frozen, Hua Changxi slowly stopped.

She lowered her head, her gaze falling on the black fish pattern on the back of her right hand.

After killing those dozen or so demons, the black fish pattern deepened in color—its bloodlust was being amplified!
She clearly sensed an uncontrollable urge to kill growing wildly in her heart like weeds.

While rubbing the back of her right hand vigorously with her left hand, trying to suppress the intense stinging pain, Hua Changxi gazed intently at the endless darkness that caused the black broken sword to tremble wildly.

The Nine Netherworld is a negative energy field. Being in it, even if you do nothing, will stir up negative emotions. Once you start killing, you will be swept up in it, leading you to fall into depravity and becoming deeply entangled.

The Nine Netherworlds are not a place for humans!

Hua Changxi felt that she should come to Jiuyou less often in the future; the human world was so vast that it was enough for her to gain experience.

Along the way, Hua Changxi ignored the Nine Nether Clan members she encountered as long as they didn't provoke her. However, as soon as she sensed hostility from them, she immediately picked up her Soul Flute and began playing "Soul-Capturing Melody".

By the time she reached the entrance to the fourth abyss from the third abyss, she had already mastered the first level of the Soul-Capturing Song—Bewitching Soul, and the second level—Severing Soul.

As for the third level—annihilation—she did not play it in order to control her murderous desires.

The area around the third Chongyuan Pass was very quiet; no one occupied it to collect tolls, and very few people passed by.

In the second realm of the Nine Netherworld, one can still see battles between low-level races. In the third realm, this phenomenon is almost nonexistent; only small-scale, decisive battles occur.

Hua Changxi looked around and, finding nothing amiss, leaped into the abyss.

"Whoo~"

This fall, in addition to the intense feeling of weightlessness, was also accompanied by a bone-chilling wind.

After landing, Hua Changxi took a breath and immediately held it.

The air was thick with the stench of rust and decaying bones; one breath made even one's soul feel rough and coarse, as if it had been sanded by sandpaper.

A chilling wind howled, and even in the fourth level of the Nine Netherworld, the bone lanterns couldn't be lit! (End of Chapter)