The Zhenxian Palace was fraught with danger. Wan Gui Mi Xian was severely injured, but the reward was immense—he became a Celestial Lord. After leaving the Zhenxian Palace, he wrote down what he had seen and heard there.
It is said that one generation plants the trees so that another can enjoy the shade. However, when Wan Gui Mi Xian was writing this, he recorded it in a way that was half true and half false. The first half of the record was absolutely true, but he held back some details in the most dangerous second half and secretly hid a few lines.
Wan Gui Mi Xian raised his hands, looking arrogant and smug, as if he had the world at his fingertips. "My son has the potential to become a god. How can he let personal feelings for his children delay his ascension? Xian Bi Feng, I really have to thank you. Thanks to your self-destructive path, I can watch your soul be scattered without hurting my feelings for my son."
To ensure that Ji Xiaoxiao's soul was completely destroyed without any mishap, Wan Gui Mi Xian sacrificed ten thousand years of cultivation, traversing countless mountains and rivers to remotely trigger the restrictions of the Zhenxian Palace.
Zhenxian Palace.
Ji Xiaoxiao and Liao Kongmin walked through the main hall of the Zhenxian Palace and continued towards the back. The eternally burning Candle Dragon Lamp had been replaced by the Netherworld Ghost Fire, a strange fire from the underworld. The Netherworld Ghost Fire burns by relying on spiritual energy and immortal energy. As long as the immortal energy in the immortal realm continues, the Netherworld Ghost Fire will never be extinguished.
The ghostly fire glowed with a dim, bluish light. As Ji Xiaoxiao and her companion walked through the sunless tunnel, accompanied by the howling wind, who would have thought that the grandest palace in the Immortal Realm was set up like a horror movie set?
"Walk slowly. According to the ancient book, keep going down and through the underground tunnel to reach 'Tiandi Tong'." Liao Kongmin tried his best to recall the memories in his mind, his eyebrows furrowed tightly, as if he was forcibly suppressing something in his stomach.
Ji Xiaoxiao stopped and waited quietly for Liao Kongmin.
As the saying goes, perseverance pays off, and Liao Kongmin recalled all the contents of the ancient book.
"This way." Liao Kongmin took Ji Xiaoxiao's hand and turned a corner in the network of underground tunnels, heading deeper underground.
With everything going smoothly for the first time, the two gradually relaxed.
Eeya... Eeya...
"Kongmin, have you heard any strange noises?"
Ji Xiaoxiao pulled Liao Kongmin back and cautiously looked around.
The underground tunnel was long and wide, and the ghostly fire wasn't all-encompassing, missing a few corners. In one of the darkest corners, where it should have been pitch black, Ji Xiaoxiao instead saw two clusters of scarlet red light.
The Zhenxian Palace was mysterious and unpredictable, so Liao Kongmin dared not be careless.
"Don't stop, keep going. We'll be on guard as we go," Liao Kongmin said.
Only by arriving at "Tianditong" as soon as possible can they be considered safe.
Ji Xiaoxiao and Liao Kongmin quickened their pace, but the eerie voice relentlessly pursued them.
"Kongmin, the sound is getting closer."
Ji Xiaoxiao felt a chill run down her spine, her body automatically alerting her master—danger is coming, run!
Liao Kong's palms were sweating, and he was panting heavily. "Run."
But as the two legs ran off, the creaking and groaning suddenly stopped.
"Why did it stop?" Ji Xiaoxiao asked, puzzled.
She moved with lightning speed, taking two steps at a time, clearly indicating that the crisis was not over.
Liao Kongmin remained intently focused on his surroundings. The shadows on both sides of the tunnel grew larger, as if something was blocking the ghostly flames hanging on either side. His eyes were fixed on them as the shadows gradually lengthened and became clearer, until a head appeared.
"Xiaoxiao, be careful!" Liao Kongmin shouted in alarm.
As soon as the words were spoken, with a whoosh, the Netherworld Ghost Fire, which was said to be inexhaustible in its immortal energy and inextinguishable in its flames, went completely dark from one end to the other.
Inside the tunnel, the darkness was oppressive, making it hard to breathe.
Ji Xiaoxiao and Liao Kongmin stood back to back, their eyes unable to see, but their ears perked up, listening intently to everything around them.
"Kongmin, what is that? I think I just saw a child's head."
Liao Kongmin swallowed hard and said, "If I'm not mistaken, that should be the guardian of the Avici Hell, the lowest level of the eighteen levels of hell—the Shadow Demon Child."
Ji Xiaoxiao thought for a moment, Shadow Demon Doll? Forgive her ignorance, she had never heard of it.
"The Avici Hell is the prison of the most sinful criminals in the underworld, whose sins are difficult to cleanse. At the same time, those criminals are all top figures in the world, with outstanding abilities and great power. The Shadow Demon Child is their guardian."
Liao Kongmin's hands and feet were ice-cold. He hadn't expected that the first obstacle they would face when triggering the restriction would be the Shadow Demon Child.
"Is that Shadow Demon Doll very powerful?"
Ignorance is bliss, a fitting description.
Liao Kongmin laughed in fear and said, "Powerful? More than powerful, they are simply invincible. Xiao Xiao, you should know that some sinful immortals, without the help of other righteous people, will be dealt with by the Heavenly Dao itself, and they will be imprisoned in the Avici Hell by the Heavenly Dao. Once invincible immortals, once they come to the Avici Hell, are nothing more than toys for the Shadow Demon Doll, and even former immortal lords are no exception."
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