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“Old Man, we cannot draw a definitive conclusion, but if it truly is a Demon from ancient legends that has survived, then your ability to be alive at this moment is already a miracle!”
In the dim and unknown environment, the words of Xuan Lao echoed in Ye Feng's mind. Although his heart could not be described as peaceful, it was no longer filled with the extreme fear he had felt earlier. He sensed that Xuan Lao seemed to have some understanding of the situation and hurriedly asked,
“Xuan Lao, can you stop keeping us in suspense? Please tell me quickly!” If only Xuan Lao had spoken up earlier, perhaps Lan Yuanfeng wouldn’t have been watched for so long. Just thinking about it made him fearful; if that ghostly thing had attacked earlier...
As he spoke, Ye Feng was even more surprised that even his enhanced Divine Soul seemed to have failed to notice the anomaly behind him!
Xuan Lao’s somewhat hollow and bewildered voice soon followed: “You must have encountered a creature like the Phantom Demon before. You should know how terrifying it is for a Phantom Demon from the void to devour everything. However, such creatures are rare and do not have restrictions related to light attributes; they usually do not appear on the Ground!”
Ye Feng nodded in understanding; he was aware of this. But what did it have to do with that ghostly thing?
Xuan Lao continued calmly, “But you certainly don’t know that every creature has an original source. In human terms, it’s called an ancestor!”
Upon hearing this, Ye Feng felt like laughing, but just as he was about to smile, he realized his mouth was full of blood and felt an uncontrollable urge due to his chaotic internal energy. He hurriedly calmed himself down to listen carefully to his senior's teachings!
“That shadow is the Ancestor of Illusions - Ghostly Grief!”
“Ghostly Grief?” Ye Feng frowned; he had never heard any legends about this creature. Even in the oldest texts, there seemed to be no record of such a being!
Sensing his confusion, Xuan Lao naturally explained, “It’s just like how you humans probably don’t even know what your ancestors truly were. After tens of thousands or even millions of years of evolution, who still cares about that?”
Ye Feng felt a bit embarrassed; it seemed Xuan Lao was subtly criticizing humanity for forgetting their roots! However, this was somewhat off-topic!
Xuan Lao quickly returned to the main subject. His tone became slightly profound as he said, “Ghostly Grief is a dominant creature in the void. Not only does it possess immunity to physical attacks from Phantom Demons, but its very presence also goes unnoticed by any other creature!”
“So that means it’s invincible?” Ye Feng was shocked. With a perfect body and perfect stealth capabilities, along with those previously terrifying attack methods, let alone Lan Yuanfeng at the Late Stage of the Gale Martial Realm—even if he were a Martial Saint or even in the legendary Divine Martial Realm, he would likely stand no chance!
Old Xuan was lost in some memories and ignored Ye Feng's curiosity, directly stating, "That's right. Anyone who has witnessed the existence of Ghostly Grief in ancient times, no matter how strong, would have no chance of survival. So I say you are very lucky to be alive!"
Upon hearing this, Ye Feng was not pleased. He thought to himself, if you know so much about the ancestor of this Phantom Demon, why are you still alive and well? Isn't that a bit alarmist?
Old Xuan immediately scolded him, "Brat! That's not what I meant! Haven't you understood yet? This terrifying nightmare creature from ancient times could not possibly exist here in this Underground Palace for no reason. It can only mean one thing!"
This statement jolted Ye Feng into realization! With a mix of fear and excitement, he murmured, "It can only mean that this Underground Palace has something that Ghostly Grief covets or is guarding!"
"Hmph, at least you're not completely scared stupid!" Xuan Lao said unexpectedly!
Ye Feng took a deep breath, and the fear from a moment ago transformed into immense excitement. If that were true, he could confirm that this place was indeed the second focal point of the Titan's Abyss! Even more exciting was the possibility that this time's Ancient Divine Artifact might be even more powerful than the Soul Guiding Banner!
He thought happily about this, but Xuan Lao quickly doused his enthusiasm with cold water!
"Don't get too excited too soon. Do you think something guarded by such a creature is something a reckless kid like you can easily obtain? Although the Soul Guiding Banner is considered an ancient Supreme Treasure, capable of releasing deadly illusions, your acquisition of it was largely due to luck! This time, it won't be so easy!"
Hearing this, Ye Feng quickly snapped out of his blind excitement. He lowered his head and realized he had been reckless. His desire to obtain the Ancient Divine Artifact, to bolster his own strength, had blinded him to the fact that this Divine Beast often represented disaster!
To be honest, when he first stumbled into this Underground Palace, he didn't have many thoughts about it. But now it seemed to have escalated beyond his control; first the Mural World, then the architectural ruins—so much had happened in such a short time...
It felt as if there were indeed a hand of fate pushing him into an unknown abyss!
"It’s good that you can understand this point. Kid, don’t blame Old Man for not reminding you; sometimes, don’t put all your hopes on external things. The power of the Source is true strength. Moreover, some Divine Beasts also have limitations in their realms. If your own strength is too weak when you obtain it, it will be useless!"
This advice served as a good lesson for the blind Ye Feng. He lowered his head in shame and felt somewhat lost regarding his current situation. Unable to help himself, he asked, "Xuan Lao, what should I do now? Should I go back and save that guy?"
"Save him? Have you lost your mind?" Xuan Lao's astonished and slightly angry words echoed in his mind, making Ye Feng's already dazed head feel even more confused!
"Idiot! I really don't know how you've survived until now! That cursed thing hasn't come down yet; hurry up and find another exit to escape!"
"But the treasure hasn't been found yet?" Despite his thoughts, Ye Feng, who was already so close to another Ancient Divine Artifact, certainly wasn't willing to give up!
Xuan Lao sighed, realizing that this guy wouldn't shed tears until he saw the coffin! He then said leisurely, "The treasure is fifty meters to your left. There isn't much danger inside this black hole, but I'm afraid you won't be able to take this treasure!"
Upon hearing this, Ye Feng felt invigorated. He hadn't expected Xuan Lao to already know the location of the treasure and almost blurted out: Why didn't you say so earlier! But then he heard Xuan Lao's following words and couldn't help but feel puzzled: "What do you mean?"
Xuan Lao grinned ominously, "Why don't you go over and see for yourself?"
Ye Feng was half-convinced, feeling that Xuan Lao's words had a hidden meaning that wasn't good. However, his desire for the Ancient Divine Artifact still drove him to take a step forward. Just like the first time, he walked fifty meters toward his left...
Not too much or too little, feeling through the darkness and guided by his senses, he arrived in front of the 'treasure' and then touched a corner! The sensation sent shivers down his spine! It was cold! The chill of a thousand-year-old ice rapidly spread throughout his body!
But that coldness was not smooth; it was rugged and prominent. Upon closer inspection, it felt pitted and seemed quite large! Unable to resist this enticing sensation, Ye Feng casually released a basic Fireball spell. With his cultivation in the Innate Spirit Summoning Technique at the third level,
he could now easily perform such minor techniques. The fireball condensed at his fingertips and quickly expanded, illuminating a considerable area ahead! But this illumination brought a shock!
Ye Feng widened his eyes, feeling an indescribable bitterness in his heart! He finally understood why Xuan Lao said he couldn't take it! The illuminated area before him spanned at least fifty meters, yet within that fifty meters, he could barely see one-tenth of the treasure!
Just as it felt when he touched it, the enormous treasure before him resembled an artificial hill! Yet this artificial hill was wooden in nature. Upon further observation, Ye Feng realized that this was indeed a massive tree root! However, this tree root was quite special!
Its rugged surface was riddled with pits and grooves. If it weren't for its unmistakable resemblance to a tree root and that chilling touch, Ye Feng would have doubted whether this was truly the legendary Ancient Divine Artifact!
"Xuan Lao, what exactly is this?" He had no knowledge of such things and had to seek guidance from the seemingly all-knowing Xuan Lao!
Xuan Lao no longer kept him guessing and said calmly, "Kid, have you heard of the Nine Nether Yellow Spring?"
Ye Feng was taken aback; he hadn't expected Xuan Lao to bring this up. However, he knew that Xuan Lao wouldn't speak nonsense. He began recalling folk tales in his mind about how beneath the Netherworld lay stories of the Underworld Road. It was widely known that after death, one would enter the Six Paths of Reincarnation and be reborn.
However, such legends were looked down upon by martial artists; perhaps cultivators might still believe some of it because after reaching a certain level in cultivation, one would inevitably ascend to the celestial realm. As for the mysterious Netherworld that stood alongside the celestial realm—the Nine Halls Yama and the Judge who ruled over souls—the name Nine Nether Yellow Spring was even more terrifying!
"Old Xuan, although I am a cultivator, I still maintain a skeptical attitude towards the concept of the underworld. After all, while there have been ancestors who visited the Immortal Realm, no one has ever gone to the underworld!" Ye Feng exhaled deeply and said.
After all, Old Xuan's words exceeded his understanding!
However, Old Xuan mentioned the Nine Nether Yellow Spring; surely there must be some reasoning behind it?
He detected the atheism in Ye Feng's words and couldn't help but snort coldly: "Only after death can one go to the underworld. If the dead could return and tell you about the Yunming Realm, wouldn't that turn the human world into a hell on earth?"
Ye Feng was left speechless, unable to refute his point. Nevertheless, he stubbornly replied, "If Old Xuan is so convinced of this, does that mean you have been to the underworld?" He thought that if the other party admitted it, it would contradict his previous statements. If not, then he would have won.
However, Old Xuan's next words shattered Ye Feng's worldview and made him realize that in both his past and present lives, he knew far too little about this world. Having lived a short life, he could not imagine everything that someone who had lived for ten thousand years had experienced.
"The Nine Nether Yellow Spring path, the River of the Dead in the underworld, the gatekeeper Cerberus, and the mysterious Ferry Man—these legends are based on certain factual accounts that have been passed down... Your trivial questions are not worth my time. I only want to tell you about the legendary origins of this enormous tree root!"
Returning to the main topic, Ye Feng perked up. He sensed that this would surely be an exciting story because Old Xuan's opening remarks were shrouded in mystery.
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