Not only did the ghost old man who led the way not plan to go any deeper, but even Murong Jin stopped moving forward.
Murong Jin said seriously: "You have to walk the rest of the way by yourself."
Gu Qingze looked at Murong Jin, then looked deeper.
"Should I go alone?" he asked uncertainly.
"Yes." Murong Jin seemed to not understand why he asked that, and nodded as a matter of course, "Do you still want me to go with you?"
"There's the Netherworld Spring ahead. If I go with you, wouldn't that be courting death?"
"You...Youming Spring?" Gu Qingze inexplicably felt that the word was familiar. He recalled that when he and Ling Xiao met the Demon King before, Song Jinnian mentioned it to them when he talked about the Demon King's deeds.
At that time, Ling Xiao saw that he looked confused, so he specially explained to him in detail the knowledge related to the "Netherworld Spring".
He clearly remembered the awe on Song Jinnian's face when he mentioned the Netherworld Spring.
And according to Song Jinnian, only the current Demon King has successfully crossed the Nether Spring and returned safely.
Inside the Nether Spring, at the Nine-Layered Yang Pass, countless evil spirits and vengeful souls lingered. If he stepped in... no, should I say, as soon as he approached, he would be torn to pieces by those evil spirits, right?
At this moment, he recalled the ballad that Ling Xiao later sang to help him understand more deeply:
"The Nether Spring is pitch black, the Nine-Layered Yang Gate locks up souls for a long time. Evil spirits and wronged souls wander everywhere, their wails chilling the heart. The gloomy and cold air is chilling, and ghosts haunt the night. Do not enter this place for excitement, lest your soul be forever hidden..."
The more Gu Qingze thought about it, the more horrified he felt, and he couldn't help but shudder.
Murong Jin heard his surprised tone and nodded with a smile: "Yes, it is the Netherworld Spring."
Gu Qingze said, "But... as far as I know, over the years, apart from the current Demon King, no other creature has escaped from the Nether Spring..."
"That's true. I didn't expect you to have such a wide range of knowledge." Murong Jin seemed a little surprised and sighed.
Then he waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, it's not me who's going there anyway, so no matter how dangerous it is, it has nothing to do with me."
Of course it’s okay with you, but I’m the one entering…!!!
Gu Qingze gritted his teeth, trying his best to calm his overly intense emotions, and tried to reason with him: "Senior Murong, do you think I have the ability to rival the current Demon King, so you let me go?"
"Of course not. Why would you think so? Don't be so confident. You're far inferior to the current Demon King."
Murong Jin covered his face and laughed as if he had heard a very funny joke. After a while, he stopped laughing.
Gu Qingze waited patiently for him to finish laughing before continuing to ask, "If that's not the case, does Senior Murong want me to die?"
Murong Jin's smile deepened. He seemed to be thinking about something. After a while, he said, "Well, how should I explain it? You're not wrong to think so... But I'm just training you and giving you a chance."
"If you can come back alive, that would be the best. If you die, that's fine. It's no big deal. Don't you dare take a gamble? Bet you might come back alive. By then, you'll become very, very powerful."
"Forget it. Whether you want to gamble or not, I will push you into the Nether Spring. Whether you are willing or not, your self-will is not important, and I don't care."
"However, I can give you some time to recover. Consider it my kindness and consideration. It doesn't matter whether you appreciate it or not."
After listening to Murong Jin's words, Gu Qingze realized that the other party did not intend to leave him any way out.
The reason why he had been enduring before was that compared to the probability of dying in the trial, if he escaped, Murong Jin would have a greater chance of killing him.
But now... the situation was completely different. The probability of entering the Nether Spring and surviving was as small as the probability of escaping Murong Jin's grasp, but by comparison, the possibility of escaping Murong Jin's grasp seemed slightly greater.
But before Gu Qingze could make any move, Murong Jin seemed to have known his thoughts in advance.
He flicked his finger lightly, and Gu Qingze felt an irresistible force pulling him away, pushing him into the bottomless, inky black waters...
Gu Qingze's body was tightly entangled by the wronged souls that emerged from the deep black water. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape this force.
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