Left with no other option, Chen Yi took out a spirit stone ore from his storage ring.

This large piece of ore contains hundreds of low-grade spirit stones.

He slammed his palm into the ore, crushing several unmined spirit stones.

He absorbed some of the purer spiritual energy into his body.

There was no other way; this was the price that had to be paid in order to comprehend the minor supernatural power.

"Could it be that all those who were able to comprehend this minor supernatural ability in the past were wealthy people?"

Chen Yi estimated that without sufficient pills, spirit stones, and the like as supplements, probably no one could reach the ninth level of the Foundation Establishment stage.

"I should have refined more pills to restore my mana." He was now somewhat regretful.

Previously, I thought I wouldn't need it, so I hadn't refined any Rejuvenation Pills.

Otherwise, it wouldn't have been necessary to spend spirit stones to restore it...

"On the next level, we must make the most of our physical body and talismans to conserve our magical power..."

So, at the center of the eighth floor, as soon as the ghost appeared, Chen Yi was seen holding two large handfuls of talismans.

He diligently cultivates talismans every day, so it's impossible for his ammunition depot—or rather, his talisman depot—to be depleted.

So that it can be used right now!

"boom!!!"

The talisman caused a violent explosion.

Amidst the interplay of lightning and fire, half of the eight-headed demon's head was destroyed.

The sneer on its face gradually turned into fear.

Chen Yi felt that he had gained some understanding of "communicating with the nine netherworlds" by making ghosts feel fear.

"Instead of wandering the underworld all day, why not become my henchman? No food, no lodging, and no chance of survival!"

Chen Yi's voice startled the ghost once again.

"Damn it! Are you a devil?"

Chen Yi grinned maliciously as he destroyed the evil spirit on the eighth floor.

A wisp of supernatural insight entered his mind, and his understanding of "connecting to the Nine Netherworlds" became more profound.

At this moment, he already knew how this supernatural power was achieved.

By using supernatural powers, one can open the gates of the Nine Netherworlds, allowing the energy of the Nine Netherworlds, that is, those eerie black mists, to appear.

Some evil spirits will briefly come to the mortal world.

However, what kind of ghosts and monsters will appear each time the gates of the underworld are opened is an unknown.

Even ghosts and spirits might break free from the supernatural being's control, turning against them or even escaping.

Chen Yi looked thoughtful.

The eerie atmosphere here doesn't feel like a mere illusion.

Could it be a ghost released by a senior using "communicating with the Nine Netherworlds"?

As he was thinking, he jumped to the next level.

The ninth floor is also the deepest part of this scene.

Within the black mist, nine dark figures swayed continuously.

Before Chen Yi could react, the dark figure rushed forward.

A pale, gaping ghost face burst through the black mist, followed by a tail resembling nine spines.

These nine tails swiftly and frantically sliced ​​through the air in front of them.

Chen Yi could only summon the Yangwen Sword to defend himself.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Sparks flew everywhere in an instant.

A gust of foul wind hit his face, and Chen Yi felt a slight numbness in his cheeks.

When he touched his face, several bloody marks were suddenly visible...

In addition, his body had many deep, bone-revealing wounds.

He was injured in just a moment!

Before he could react, the grotesque face loomed larger and larger before his eyes, revealing a mouth full of pustules and maggots.

Chen Yi's pupils contracted slightly.

The ghost could easily decapitate Chen Yi by simply closing its mouth.

However, just as the ghostly creature closed its mouth, it was pulled backward by a tremendous force, failing to bite off Chen Yi's head.

A phantom image with a blue face and fangs appeared behind Chen Yi.

The nine sinister spines and tails were bound by the chains of the Earthly Yin Wrathful Fire, thus holding them back.

"ah!"

The ghost seemed somewhat flustered the moment it saw the image of the Earthly Wrathful Fire.

The next instant, a token landed on it.

"laugh!"

Black smoke continuously billowed from the ghost's body, which gradually withered away.

It struggled desperately.

Chen Yi devoted all his efforts to maintaining the Earthly Yin Wrathful Fire phase.

The scene became a contest of endurance between the two sides.

Fortunately, Chen Yi still had spirit stone mines to replenish his supplies.

The evil spirit was ultimately no match for Chen Yi, and in the end, it was completely destroyed, both physically and mentally.

After it dissipated, the last bit of supernatural power was absorbed by Chen Yi.

Another wisp of soul was absorbed into the lantern by the Earthly Wrathful Fire.

Seeing this scene, Chen Yi became even more certain that the ghosts he had encountered were all real.

However, the surrounding environment could be some kind of illusion.

His body remained within the Sutra Repository the entire time, without any spatial fluctuations.

In a daze, a mysterious feeling welled up in my heart.

He instantly realized that this familiar feeling was somewhat similar to when the system distributed rewards.

The next second, he sat down on the ground and entered a state of enlightenment.

The wrathful fire of the earth did not disappear, but instead stood still.

What Chen Yi didn't notice was that the surrounding black mist was converging towards the Earthly Wrathful Fire.

"Is this the boy's supernatural power?" Ghostly Immortal exclaimed in amazement.

"Although its origin is unknown, it does indeed share some similarities with this 'Nine Netherworld Connection.' No wonder this kid insisted on choosing this minor supernatural ability..."

At this moment, he finally understood why Chen Yi had chosen to "connect with the Nine Netherworlds".

"Having collected all nine portions of the supernatural power memories, even an idiot could comprehend something from them, let alone him?"

As he spoke, the Ghostly Immortal drifted away from the land of inheritance.

"The full moon celebration on the fifteenth of August is going to be interesting."

He had already decided that even if he was on duty guarding the library that day, he would send a part of his spirit to watch the spectacle in his place...

Five hours later.

Chen Yi slowly opened his eyes.

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

He then left the place of inheritance.

After emerging from the door, Master Youhun said with a look of satisfaction, "Not bad, not bad. It seems that our sect is about to rise again."

Chen Yi bowed respectfully and then took his leave.

He still had to rush to the mission hall to take a look.

His battle with the ghosts on the ninth floor made him realize that his physical body was not strong enough.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have suffered such a serious injury.

He decided to exchange for the book "Hundred Refinements of Thunder Body" as soon as possible.

......

Mission Lobby.

It was pitch black by then, past 3 a.m.

But the mission hall remained brightly lit and bustling with activity.

People came and went in a constant stream to hand over tasks.

In addition, the sounds of people forming teams, making friends, and hawking their wares were constant...

"Great powers are indeed powerful!" Chen Yi exclaimed sincerely.

The mission lobby at night was like a bustling market.

Everyone was busy working to earn contribution points, their eyes filled with longing for a better future.

"996" is so lame, "007" is the best benefit in the sect!

It ensures you can have work anytime.

Even at 3 a.m., you can still get the mission you want!

He looked up at the large LED screen above him, where a dazzling array of tasks scrolled back and forth.

In addition to the missions issued by the sect, there are also many private missions.

For example, something like, "I'm going to explore a secret realm for a few days, and I need someone to help feed my flying tiger. No need to bring food, just come and help..."