“Ancestor of the Bitter Sea, the spiritual energy near the entrance of Netherworld Mountain is thin. Can a high-level third-grade dragon-trapping formation set up here really trap that Black God True Monarch?”

Lord Dahai hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"Setting up an array near this entrance is actually somewhat inappropriate, but if we don't set up an array here, it will be very difficult to intercept the Black God True Monarch."

The effectiveness of this high-level, third-grade Dragon-Trapping Formation will be reduced due to the thin spiritual energy in the surrounding area.

This formation would be somewhat difficult to trap a Black God True Monarch who possesses the strength of a half-step Nascent Soul cultivator.

However, I did not intend to use this formation to trap the Black God True Monarch. As long as he steps into the Dragon-Trapping Formation, it can at least trap him for two breaths.

That will be the time for me to make my move against him.

"Old Ancestor of the Bitter Sea," he said calmly.

Having witnessed Lin Xiaofei's abilities firsthand, he knew that this formation would be perfectly capable of trapping cultivators below the peak of the Nascent Soul stage.

However, it is not very effective in trapping the Black God True Lord. The opponent could very well unleash two powerful divine abilities and shatter it.

"I understand now. So the ancestor wanted to buy himself two breaths of time to strike first."

Once the Black God True Monarch is trapped, with the Ancestor's strength, he could be blasted into mincemeat in two breaths.

"The Great Ocean True Lord said with a smile."

As they spoke, the two remained hidden to one side, their eyes fixed on the entrance to the Netherworld Mountain, waiting for their prey to come to them.

Previously, deep within the Netherworld Mountain, Lin Xiaofei severed one of the arms of the Bitter Sea Ancestor. The Bitter Sea Ancestor would undoubtedly avenge this severed arm.

Deep within the Netherworld Mountain, the Bitter Sea Ancestor's strength was affected by the power of darkness, making him no match for Lin Xiaofei.

Now that he has left the Netherworld Mountain, his strength has recovered to the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage. Although he is missing an arm, which has somewhat affected his combat power, he still has no problem dealing with a Black God True Monarch who has the strength of a half-step Nascent Soul stage.

"Ancestor, look!"

Three hours later, the Great Ocean True Lord looked into the distance and saw a figure slowly walking out of the entrance.

"Huh? I didn't expect him to come out so quickly?"

The Bitter Sea Ancestor was startled, quickly opened his eyes, looked over, and whispered:

"Stay hidden, don't make any noise, and be prepared to strike at any moment."

As he spoke, the Old Ancestor of the Bitter Sea revealed a smile, and then, spiritual power surged from his body, and he held a white bone spear in his hand, ready to activate it at any time.

"We're about to leave the Netherworld Mountain, which means danger is imminent."

If I were the Old Ancestor of the Bitter Sea, I would definitely hide near the entrance to Youming Mountain, or launch a sneak attack.

As Lin Xiaofei approached the entrance, he stopped and looked around instead of continuing out.

Suddenly, he frowned slightly and noticed a faint fluctuation of spiritual energy not far from the entrance. Moreover, that fluctuation of spiritual energy seemed to be hidden in the heavens and earth.

He then looked into the distant void and found that the spiritual energy in the distant void was drifting freely, without any fluctuations in spiritual power.

"Why is there a spiritual energy fluctuation emanating from near the entrance?"

Could someone have set up a formation near the entrance?

After observing from a distance, Lin Xiaofei had a guess in his mind.

After a moment's hesitation, he waved his hand, unleashing a beam of laser sword energy.

In an instant, the sword energy shot out like a bolt of lightning.

boom!

The sword energy struck the point of spiritual energy fluctuation, instantly triggering the formation. A massive cage made of spiritual energy rapidly descended between heaven and earth.

Unfortunately, the enormous cage loomed over an empty entrance.

"We've been discovered?"

When Lin Xiaofei unleashed a sword aura, revealing the Dragon-Trapping Formation, the Bitter Sea Ancestor exclaimed in surprise.

At that moment, he knew that the other party had discovered him.

To prevent the other party from entering the depths of Youming Mountain again, he flashed out and rushed towards Lin Xiaofei.

"You've come at the perfect time. I want to see just how powerful you are, this Nascent Soul stage ancestor."

Lin Xiaofei snorted coldly.

With a thought, he waved his hand again, and a strong spiritual energy fluctuation arose in the void.

With a sharp crack, a dark red laser sword aura instantly appeared.

Great Divine Power, Demon Blood Great Divine Sword

"How dare you! You didn't run away when you saw me. Today I'll make sure you die."

Seeing that Lin Xiaohui did not run away but instead attacked him, the Old Ancestor of the Bitter Sea roared.

Then, he casually unleashed a beam of fire.

In an instant, a fierce, monstrous, and fiery phantom lion flew out.

Rumble

The sword energy and the raging flames collided, and in an instant, the spiritual light exploded, releasing a terrifying wave of spiritual energy that spread in all directions.

The Fiery Lion, its aura dimmed!

The Old Ancestor of the Bitter Sea, with a casual strike, possessed 80% of the strength of an early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, while Lin Xiaofei's strike was a full-force attack, reaching the level of an early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

Soon, the sword energy and the fiery lion neutralized each other.

"As expected, my strength is now comparable to that of a cultivator in the early stages of the Nascent Soul realm."

Lin Xiaofei's eyes lit up, and he was overjoyed.

Although he sensed the power of the opponent's spell, since he successfully cultivated the first-grade immortal technique, the Spiritual Image True Technique, his own realm had improved, and the purity of his spiritual power had increased. His strength had barely reached the level of the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

Therefore, the Demon Blood Divine Sword he unleashed was in no way weaker than his opponent's magic.

"What?

He actually withstood an attack from the Old Ancestor of the Bitter Sea.

The Great Ocean True Lord, watching from afar, was dumbfounded, his face showing shock.

He was aware of the strength of the Bitter Sea Ancestor, but he didn't expect that the opponent's strength had suddenly become so great.

The power of the Black God True Lord exceeded his expectations.

The fact that a Nascent Soul cultivator could withstand an attack from a Deity Transformation cultivator means that the opponent's strength is no weaker than that of a Deity Transformation cultivator.

The opponent's strength suddenly increased, far exceeding his expectations.

"How did his strength increase? His cultivation level has also risen to the mid-Nascent Soul stage?"

Moreover, his Demon Blood Divine Sword is twice as powerful as before, now possessing the combat strength of an early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

The Old Ancestor of the Bitter Sea was shocked.

Previously, when the other party severed one of his arms, he clearly sensed the power of the other party's attack, which was barely at the half-step Nascent Soul stage.

However, in just five or six days, the strength of the Black God True Monarch had increased by two times. The speed at which his strength had increased was too fast, and he could hardly believe it.

How did he do that?

Could it be that he obtained some precious treasure in the Netherworld Mountain?

The Old Ancestor of the Bitter Sea, his mind racing, kept guessing what the other person was thinking.

In his mind, it was very difficult for a Nascent Soul cultivator to contend with a Deity Transformation cultivator.

The fact that the opponent, a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, could withstand his spells means that the opponent must possess some precious treasure; otherwise, how could the opponent withstand his attack?

His speculation actually excited him; if he could obtain the treasure in the other party's possession, his strength would increase once again.

"Black God True Lord, the reason you dare to confront me today and not run away must be because you have some treasure that can enhance your strength, right?"

Even if you possess treasures that enhance your strength, you may not yet understand my power. Today, I will show you the terror of a Nascent Soul stage cultivator.

As the Old Ancestor of the Bitter Sea spoke, he immediately took action.