Fantasy: I'm in a discarded alchemy room, but I can turn trash into treasure!

The Nine Netherworld Overturning Heaven Seal continued to sink.

Nine dark lines on the bottom of the seal slowly wriggled, like nine evil dragons from hell, exuding a cold and heavy aura of death.

That force wasn't just weight; it was compressing the surrounding space inch by inch, even distorting the light.

Within a hundred feet of Qin Mo, the stone walls crumbled layer by layer.

The cracks in the ground grew wider and wider, even burying the miasma of corpses into the soil.

The gravel bounced under the invisible pressure and then turned into dust.

All Qin Mo could hear were the groans of bones and the mournful cry of the Thunder Sound Sword; the blood and qi in his chest could barely circulate.

The Thunder Sound Sword emitted a piercing cracking sound.

The sword bent downwards.

Qin Mo held up the power of law beneath the black seal with both hands, the veins on his arms bulging, and blood dripping from between his fingers.

Even a body with the strongest iron bones couldn't withstand this power.

His feet had sunk into the ground, and his legs below the knees were buried in rubble.

If I hold on for a few more breaths, my bones will break.

On the other side, Shi Luoyi had already escaped a hundred feet away.

She glanced back, her face tightening.

The Nine Netherworld Overturning Heaven Seal can even obliterate a half-step Nascent Soul cultivator, let alone a Qi Refining Level 5 cultivator.

"Scatter, everyone!"

Shi Luoyi waved his hand and shouted angrily.

The dozen or so cultivators from the Ten Thousand Corpses Sect turned and fled.

It's too late.

The first ghost eye on the black mark opened.

A beam of black light swept across the ancient road, and the six cultivators from the Ten Thousand Corpses Sect came to a stop.

The protective aura instantly extinguished, and the flesh and blood immediately exploded.

The second ghost eye lit up.

The remaining people didn't even have time to scream before they were forced to the ground.

The sound of bones breaking echoed repeatedly, but was quickly drowned out by the landslide.

Shi Luoyi tore a palm-sized corpse puppet from her waist, and it opened its mouth to spit out blood essence.

The corpse puppet quickly grew larger and took on her likeness.

"Die for me once."

Her face turned pale.

The corpse puppet rushed into the killing seal's range, shielding her from the pursuing black light.

Its body only lasted for half a breath before shattering into a pile of black ash.

Shi Luoyi's chest was dented, and blood spurted from his mouth.

Taking advantage of the corpse puppet's shattering, she slipped into a crevice in the rock and dared not look back.

Qin Mo no longer cared about her.

The black mark was only ten feet away from overhead.

The Qiankun Huasheng Furnace was pressed down in front of him, its feet deeply embedded in the rock strata.

The furnace lid kept bouncing, and the internal energy inside was being consumed in large quantities.

Five hundred.

Eight hundred paths.

A thousand ways.

It still couldn't stop it.

Qin Mo's jaw tightened, and two streams of blood flowed from his nose.

He looked up at the ever-growing Nine Netherworld Overturning Seal, his mind racing.

If you carry it hard, you will die.

The Substitute Calamity Talisman has just countered the Mistake Talisman, so it cannot be taken out now.

Even the Thunder Sound Sword and the Demon Blood Gauntlets couldn't withstand the Nascent Soul Law.

All he could use was the chemical furnace.

The nine ghostly eyes on the black seal opened simultaneously.

Qin Mo paused, his fingers moving slightly.

"receive!"

The furnace lid was opened, and the inner space immediately swallowed him up.

The next moment, the Nine Netherworld Overturning Seal crashed down.

The ancient road to the underworld collapsed dozens of feet down.

The rocks within several miles were all shattered, and the impact swept horizontally along the mountain walls on both sides.

Large swathes of rock were turned up and ground into powder by the black light.

Hua Meiniang and the other two had already escaped to the outside of the rocky slope.

A loud crash came from behind, and the three of them were thrown into the air at the same time.

Cang Wuyue clung to a stone pillar, her wrists raw and bleeding, before she could finally stop.

Luo Xiaoman fell into the stone pit, and the little green-eared beast in her arms shrank into a ball in fright.

Hua Meiniang fell at the furthest point.

As soon as she propped herself up, the forbidden curse of annihilation between her brows suddenly dimmed.

The connection with Qin Mo has been severed.

Hua Meiniang froze on the spot, her fingertips beginning to tremble.

She activated the forbidden spell three times in a row, but there was no response from her divine aperture.

"Owner?"

Her voice was strained.

Cang Wuyue also lowered her head.

The oath of master and servant remaining in the divine aperture is rapidly fading.

The constraint that had been pressing down on the depths of his soul suddenly disappeared.

The oath of soul will only dissipate when the master dies.

Cang Wuyue's throat moved a few times, but she didn't say anything.

Hua Meiniang got up and staggered towards the collapsed ancient road.

Cang Wuyue grabbed her.

"Let me go!"

Hua Meiniang struggled with all her might.

"Going there would have been suicide anyway."

Cang Wuyue did not loosen her grip.

Hua Meiniang's eyes reddened, and she raised her hand to hit her.

He raised his hand halfway up, then let it fall back down.

The black marks are still pressing down on the ruins.

Neither of them can get close.

At this moment, above the Cliff of Broken Souls.

Nine men in black surrounded a Nine Deadly Spirit-Slaying Platform, their robes soaked with sweat.

The center of the array platform has cracked.

As soon as the leader pulled out the battle flag, the stone platform beneath his feet shattered into several pieces.

The nine people suffered a backlash, their bodies swaying and blood appearing at the corners of their mouths.

Two of them knelt on the ground, pressing their fingers to their chests, unable to stand up for a long time.

"Finally, they're crushed."

One person was panting heavily.

The leader of the men in black sat down cross-legged, took out a pill, and swallowed it.

He had less than 40% of his vital energy left, and even holding the array flag was difficult for him.

The Nine Deadly Spirit-Slaying Platform can only be used once.

In order to kill a Qi Refining cultivator, the nine of them were almost drained dry.

The man in black standing next to him looked grim.

"What price did Xiao Tianci offer?"

The leader wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Three top-grade spiritual artifacts, plus 100,000 high-grade spirit stones."

Their breathing became heavier.

This reward is enough for Dark Raven Nine Kills to go on a risky adventure.

Someone put away the broken array plate and said in a low voice, "That kid still had twenty-three storage rings on him. Once we find the body, they're ours."

The leader's eyes darkened.

"Take the token back and report first."

The nine people rested and regulated their breathing for a moment. When the black mark began to dissipate, they descended down the cliff.

The Ancient Road to the Underworld is no longer there.

The original road has turned into a deep pit, surrounded by charred rubble.

None of the corpses of those from the Ten Thousand Corpses Sect were left behind; only a few broken magical artifacts remained buried in the ground.

The nine people dispersed and repeatedly scanned the ruins with their divine senses.

There is no flesh and blood.

It has no soul.

I can't even find my storage ring.

A man in black kicked away a stone at his feet.

"Most of them have been worn away by the killing mark."

The leader did not respond.

He stared at the center of the deep pit, his back inexplicably breaking out in a sweat.

There were three marks left by the furnace feet, but no traces of melted blood around them.

wrong.

Qin Mo was still standing there before the black mark fell.

Even if the physical body is destroyed, something should still be left behind.

He raised the battle flag, intending to order everyone to retreat.

A sound suddenly came from deep within the ruins.

A rock weighing tens of thousands of pounds was slowly lifted and rolled to the side.

Dust billowed outwards, and a hand emerged from under the rubble.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Mo pushed aside the rock strata and stood up from the bottom of the pit.

His robes were mostly torn, his body was stained with blood, but he still held the Thunder Sound Sword in his hand.

The moment the forbidden spell between her brows was restored, Hua Meiniang, who was far away, suddenly collapsed to her knees.

Cang Wuyue also leaned against the stone pillar, taking a few quick breaths.

Inside the deep pit, Dark Raven Nine Kills retreated simultaneously.

The leader's battle flag fell at his feet.

Qin Mo brushed the pebbles off his shoulder and looked up at the nine people.

"Did Xiao Tianci send you?"

All nine faces simultaneously lost their color.

They've been bombarding us with a Nascent Soul level killing formation for so long.

This ant at the fifth level of Qi Refining is still alive.