Urban Cultivation of Immortal Emperor Invincible

After everything was ready, Ye Chen arranged some things in an orderly manner.

He knew very well that this trip to the underworld was full of unknowns and opportunities, so he had to ensure that the fairyland could remain stable after they left.

He rechecked the defense deployment of the fairy world and explained many matters to Miaofa Immortal Emperor and others.

Then, he led the Tiandao members to the teleportation array of the Tiandao base.

With a flash of dazzling light, the teleportation array was activated, and they soon arrived at the first heaven.

Their eyes are firmly looking into the distance. That is the direction of their journey, the underworld full of unknowns and dangers, and a mysterious place that they must explore.

After arriving at the first heaven, Ye Chen did not stop at all. His figure was as fast as lightning, his clothes rustling, and he flew directly to the bank of the Ruoshui River like an eagle spreading its wings.

Along the way, the wind whistled in his ears, as if urging him and warning him, but his eyes were firm and he moved forward.

After several days of flying, the outline of the Ruoshui River gradually became clear.

From afar, a dead silence shrouded the area like a thick fog, as if this was a corner forgotten by heaven and earth, the boundary between life and death.

There is not a trace of vegetation here, and there is dry and scorched earth underfoot. The deep cracks are like the earth's painful expression, spreading in all directions, as if telling the tragedy of the past.

Occasionally, wisps of black smoke would emerge from those cracks, emitting a pungent smell, like the breath from hell.

The air was filled with a strong corrosive force, like countless tiny blades, cutting everything around.

With every breath, I could feel the force going straight into my lungs through my respiratory tract. It was a burning pain that seemed to be corroding my body from the inside out.

This corrosive force made the sky and the earth particularly dark, and the originally blue sky seemed to be covered by a huge black curtain.

The sunlight struggles to penetrate, but can only cast a few faint rays of light, like a candle in the wind that may go out at any time.

In this darkness, everything in sight is blurry, as if there are countless pairs of eyes hidden in the darkness spying on the intruders.

It makes people feel an acute fear, which is an instinctive fear of the unknown and death.

However, Ye Chen did not hesitate at all. With a flash of cold light in his eyes, he dodged directly into the Weak Water.

The weak water seems calm, but it actually hides a mystery.

The river water was an eerie inky black color, without a single ripple on the surface, yet it exuded a chilling aura.

The moment Ye Chen jumped in, Ruoshui seemed to sense the presence of a fellow being. In an instant, the river water seemed to come to life and began to roll and surge violently.

Black waves rose into the air like a dragon and quickly surrounded Ye Chen.

Each drop of water was like a cheerful elf, spinning and jumping around Ye Chen. They collided with each other and made a strange sound, like a welcome or a cheer, as if they were extremely happy.

While Ye Chen was surrounded by the Weak Water, his expression did not change at all. He knew that beneath this seemingly joyful Weak Water, there were many dangers hidden.

He could feel Ruoshui gently caressing his body. The touch was icy cold, yet strangely familiar.

As you go deeper, the underwater world gradually appears before your eyes.

There are jagged rocks all around with various shapes. Some look like ferocious evil spirits with bared fangs and claws; some look like giant beasts lying on the ground, ready to attack.

The surface of the strange rock is covered with a moss-like substance, which is slippery and emits a faint glow. Under the weak light, it looks dreamy yet a little eerie.

Occasionally, a few wisps of water plants would float by. These plants were as tough as steel wires and covered with tiny barbs.

If you get entangled accidentally, you will definitely be scratched all over.

Ye Chen knew that the aquatic plants that could survive in weak water were by no means ordinary things, but were absolutely deadly.

At the bottom of this weak water, there is a mysterious force pulling Ye Chen, as if trying to drag him to a deeper place.

Ye Chen used his internal strength to steady his body. His eyes were as sharp as torches as he scanned the surroundings, looking for the target of his trip.

He knew that every step here was full of danger, but he was Ye Chen, the Immortal Emperor who had experienced countless hardships and obstacles in his cultivation but had never retreated.

He will write his own legend on the banks of the Ruoshui River, which is filled with the breath of death.

Of course, all the dangers in the weak water pose no threat to Ye Chen.

Ye Chen did not stay for too long, and directly practiced his skills, and his figure quickly moved through the weak water.

In the deep and mysterious waters, Ye Chen was like a nimble fish, breaking through the water and moving forward.

The water around him seemed to have life, constantly sliding past him, making a slight gurgling sound.

Every time he swims, there is a firm rhythm, which is his persistent pursuit of the goal.

Soon, a bright light came into view in front of us. That was the Heavenly Light Curtain.

From a distance, it looks like a giant colorful dragon spanning the sky and earth, its colors so dazzling that they are dizzying.

Every color seems to come alive, interweaving, blending, and flowing, interpreting the most splendid picture in the universe.

The light in the light curtain was like a rushing stream, and the water of light surged through the light curtain.

With an indescribable momentum, it was as if the most powerful force between heaven and earth was surging within it.

Ye Chen's eyes became deep, and memories flooded into his mind like a tide.

Back then, when he stepped into the fairyland from the world of immortal cultivation, he passed through this majestic curtain of heavenly light.

At that time, he was filled with awe of the unknown and a desire for power.

Now, when I revisit the old place, although I feel a little more calm, the throbbing in my heart is still hard to suppress.

He took a deep breath and began to make hand seals quickly with his hands.

I saw a strange light flashing at his fingertips. That was the power of divine punishment. Black lightning was jumping in it, as if it would destroy all the sins in the world.

The devouring power is like a deep black hole, emitting endless suction, as if it wants to swallow all the light around it.

The power of time is like a golden river, flowing in his hands, carrying the vicissitudes and mystery of the years.

The power of the golden body made his body glow slightly with golden light, like a god of war descending to earth.

These four extremely powerful forces quickly converged on the Dragon Sword in his hand like rivers flowing into the sea.

In an instant, the Shenlong Sword seemed like an awakened divine beast, emitting a dazzling light like the scorching sun.

The light illuminated the surrounding waters, painting everything a blinding white.

On the sword, it seemed as if there was a divine dragon swimming, with dragon scales flashing and dragon whiskers dancing, exuding an aura of destruction.

Under the infusion of this power, the Dragon Sword became extremely sharp, and the cold light on the blade seemed to be able to cut through space.

Ye Chen gripped the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, stepped hard with both feet, and with the help of the reaction force of the water, he rushed forward like an arrow.

He shouted loudly, the muscles in his arms flexed, he poured all his strength into the sword in his hand, and then thrust forward fiercely.

This sword contains all his life's magical powers and carries his countless beliefs.

The moment the Dragon Sword came into contact with the Heavenly Light Curtain, a thunderous sound that shook the earth erupted.

The entire body of water began to tremble violently, and the waves spread in all directions like a tsunami.

The light on the Heavenly Light Curtain seemed to have received a huge stimulus and began to flicker wildly.

The light curtain, which was already somewhat dim, swayed under this strong impact like a candle in the wind.

Veins popped up on Ye Chen's forehead and sweat poured down, but his eyes became more determined.

He continuously injected strength into the Dragon Sword. The light of the sword became brighter and brighter, and it was in a stalemate with the Heavenly Light Curtain.

Every collision is like a life-and-death duel between two peerless masters, with sparks flying and lights shining.