Just when Bai Ling was about to come over to take a look out of curiosity, a breath of death suddenly appeared from Lu Xuanping's body.

Bai Ling was so scared that all the white hair on her body stood up, and she spread out her four legs and ran away. The breath of death spread everywhere, and the moment it touched Bai Ling, a five-colored light flashed on her body.

Bai Ling's body paused, and her calves ran faster instantly, and she ran out of Lu Xuanping's cave in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, Lu Xuanping's mind was no longer focused on anything else, and the netherworld power around him instantly became stronger.

The spiritual medicine that was originally just slightly withered in the medicine field was wrapped by this netherworld power and instantly turned into countless flying ashes that fell on the soil, and then the soil also turned grayish white.

The power of the underworld was entangled in Lu Xuanping's right hand.

While Lu Xuanping was activating the Styx Sword Intent, he actually lost consciousness and actively attracted the aura of the Netherworld. He was about to swing his sword, but the sword force condensed and the Netherworld power around him no longer spread outwards.

Lu Xuanping's right hand, which was holding the Light Wind Sword, was also entangled by the deathly aura of the Netherworld. His right hand turned completely gray and there was no life in his whole body. However, the Light Wind Sword, which should not have been able to withstand the power of the Netherworld, was surprisingly well adapted to this aura.

At this moment, the merit spiritual treasure (52980/100000) in Lu Xuanping's dantian emitted a dazzling golden light, and the merit inside it disappeared like flowing water, and the golden elixir also vibrated with a "hmm" sound.

The originally gray pupils in Lu Xuanping's eyes recovered at this moment. He knew that something was wrong with him. Then a stream of magic power rushed out from his dantian and merged with the gray-white power of the underworld. At this moment, it was condensed on the Qingfeng Sword.

Yet the two are neither separate nor exclusive of each other.

The so-called way of the netherworld is actually the way to the netherworld, and the netherworld is where the dead are, and the land of death is opposite to the realm of the living.

How can all things in the world not end with death? No matter the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, or the four spirits of the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Black Tortoise and Vermillion Bird, they all have their end in this life. There is no eternal glory, everything has reincarnation, and this is the true meaning of death.

The end of death is rebirth, but this power of death is deep and quiet, and until the end, there is no future of rebirth in sight.

"In the place of the dead, in the breath of the underworld, I follow my true intention and the sword will reach the underworld." A long voice sounded.

Lu Xuanping concentrated his mind, swung his sword and brought out a sword intent of death. The condensed Netherworld aura merged with this sword intent. At this moment, Lu Xuanping seemed to have turned into a messenger of the Styx, opening the door to the underworld in this cave.

The sword intent collided with the invisible air, and the violent wind blew Lu Xuanping's clothes, but Lu Xuanping was unmoved. However, his panicked pupils showed that he was not as calm as he appeared. He thought something was wrong in his heart, and hurriedly tried to urge his body to dodge, but his body did not move at all.

After swinging the sword, his body stood still, and he could only watch the sword intent explode. His body was blank, and a question flashed through his mind subconsciously: Can Master Taihang take this blow? "Boom boom"

Deafening thunder roared in Lu Xuanping's ears, but no sound came from outside. Infinite dim light bloomed at the center of the collision, releasing the breath of death.

The sword intent tore through the surrounding air, and a pitch-black sphere appeared, carrying boundless death and suddenly expanding from the size of a grain of rice to the size of several meters. The surrounding netherworld power seemed to urge Lu Xuanping to enter this black hole. Lu Xuanping wholeheartedly suppressed his instinct to enter, and then the Merit Snow Lotus bloomed all its golden light and stopped moving.

Lu Xuanping was reluctant to enter. After waiting for a while, the black hole suddenly shrank and then disappeared. The horrifying fluctuations subsided, and only some grayish-white aura of the underworld remained in the air. After it faded, there was completely no movement.

The originally normal cave was now ravaged by the aura of the Netherworld and was in a mess.

In the darkness, Lu Xuanping heard a sigh, which seemed to be the sound of death. Lu Xuanping had no intention of paying attention to the affairs of the cave. The moment the sound rang out, his attention was instinctively diverted.

An unprecedented palpitation made him feel as if he was facing a great enemy, a threat of death. If his body had not been unable to move, he would have turned around and ran without saying a word.

The sounds of death rang in Lu Xuanping's ears. These were languages ​​he had never heard of before. They came from the world of the dead. Every note had the power to make people lose their hearts and souls. However, the Merit Snow Lotus in Lu Xuanping's Dantian, which had already emitted all the golden light, now emitted a dazzling golden light again, instantly blocking the muttering of death.

The owner of the voice saw that his goal had not been achieved and seemed to think that Lu Xuanping did not want to enter the realm of the dead. After a sigh, he disappeared along with the last of the underworld power.

In the vast and dilapidated cave, there was silence and nothing in it. Lu Xuanping finally regained control of his body. He was sweating coldly. Whenever he thought of the voice whispering in his ear, he felt a lingering fear.

Lu Xuanping's face was gloomy, and he read out its name, "The Netherworld"

Apart from the legendary Netherworld, where else could there be a world that could emit such a death language and have such a strong breath of death? But he didn't know why his sword would actually create a gap that connected to the Netherworld. Although the gap closed instantly, it was an indisputable fact that it was connected to the Netherworld in an instant.

At this moment, the cave, which was originally supported by an unknown force, collapsed with a loud bang, making a deafening sound.

"Boom boom"

Without the support of the power from the underworld, such a loud noise also woke up everyone in the Lu family.

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Clan leader Lu Xuanyuan instantly sensed something was wrong in the cave. He discovered that a spiritual vein on Chongming Peak had lost its sensitivity, which was where Lu Xuanping's cave was located. So he hurried to check and arrived outside Lu Xuanping's cave in a few breaths.

There was a landslide here, and the clan leader was shocked by the scene in front of him, "Xuanping, what's going on here?"

Where Lu Xuanping's cave abode was, only a pile of ruins remained. Everything in sight was grayish white, and there was a faint sense of death surrounding it.

Afterwards, the foundation-building cultivators from other places also walked out of their caves and rushed towards Lu Xuanping.

"Why is the spiritual vein here destroyed? And what happened to your cave?"

This series of questions made Lu Xuanping feel overwhelmed.

Lu Xuanping knew that the thick deathly aura here might not be able to conceal anything, so he quickly retracted his right arm into his sleeve, and continued to release his own breath in an attempt to cover it up.

Listening to the great grandfather's question, he quickly explained before the others arrived, "Great grandfather, I just accidentally destroyed my cave when I was experimenting with a sword technique. Please keep it a secret for me, great grandfather."

“As for the spiritual vein…” Lu Xuanping really didn’t know that the spiritual vein under his cave had disappeared. It seemed that his great-grandfather thought it was destroyed.

Lu Xuanping had no choice but to take the blame and said, "The spiritual vein was also destroyed in this move."