Urban Cultivation of Immortal Emperor Invincible

But at this moment, she was trapped in this horrible darkness, which made him anxious and almost crazy.

His soul seemed to have taken a step ahead and rushed towards the endless darkness behind the Yinshan Mountain, wanting to break through the shackles of darkness immediately.

In order to save his lover from pain, he would do anything, even if it meant making the entire dark world his enemy.

The King of Hell felt Xiao Lingtian's urgent mood like a surging wave, and that emotion seemed to be real, hitting his heart heavily.

He also deeply understood the pain like a knife in Xiao Lingtian's heart. It was a kind of despair and unwillingness after losing his loved ones, like the cry of a soul struggling in the dark abyss but unable to find a way out.

The King of Hell looked solemn, but nodded seriously without any hesitation. His figure flashed, like a black lightning, and he sped up and rushed towards the back of Yinshan Mountain.

Xiao Lingtian and the other man followed closely behind. Wherever they passed, the wind howled, as if the air was torn apart by their momentum.

They flew rapidly towards Yinshan Mountain. The land below was barren, as if it was a corner forgotten by the world.

There was not a single trace of vegetation on the entire ground. The endless rubble looked like the debris left over from an ancient war, and each piece seemed to be telling a story of an unknown tragic past.

There was an eerie silence all around, the kind of silence that could drive people crazy, as if all sounds were swallowed up by this strange place.

After a while, they arrived at Yinshan Mountain like three meteors.

The Yinshan Mountain stands majestically, like a giant beast that has been sleeping for thousands of years, exuding a terrifying aura.

They began to move backwards along the entire mountain, taking every step carefully because they had to go around the back of Yinshan Mountain.

However, the situation here is far more complicated than they imagined.

This place is like a huge maze constructed by mysterious power. The air around is filled with a mysterious atmosphere, as if countless pairs of eyes are peering in the dark.

Although the road ahead looks ordinary and there are no visible obstacles.

But when they tried to move forward rashly, they felt like they had hit an invisible solid wall.

It was a force that came from the origin of the soul, strong and ancient, like the force of laws that existed at the beginning of the universe, stopping them dead.

Xiao Lingtian frowned, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes. He tried to break through with his own strength, but was bounced back by that force. The powerful impact made him take several steps back.

At this time, the King of Hell opened his mouth slowly. His voice was low and hoarse, like an echo from ancient time and space.

"This Yinshan Mountain has an extraordinary origin. According to legend, it was built by the first Fengdu Emperor when the underworld was first established.

This is the place where the most evil souls are suppressed. The evilness of those souls is beyond imagination.

The Yinshan Mountains are like a natural prison. Every inch of its land and every stone contains the power to restrain the soul.

Once any soul is locked in there, it is like being thrown into eternal hell, with no escape at all, and can only suffer in endless darkness day and night.

The mysterious power here is the last line of defense set up to prevent those evil souls from escaping. Even after countless years, it is still indestructible."

After some difficult exploration, the three of them finally arrived at the dividing line between the front and back of Yinshan Mountain.

The light curtain here is like black silk, swaying gently in the void, but exuding a heart-pounding breath.

The King of Hell did not dare to be negligent in the slightest. He looked solemn and quickly formed seals with his hands in front of his chest.

His hands danced in front of him like nimble butterflies. Mysterious seals flew out from his fingertips. Each seal contained powerful spiritual power and flashed mysterious light in the air.

These seals intertwined and merged with each other, gradually condensing into a round Dharma disk in front of him.

This magic disk radiates blue light all over, and that light is like a whirlpool in the deep ocean, seemingly with endless suction.

The magic disk is engraved with ancient runes. Those runes are like living things, swimming on the surface of the disk and emitting mysterious fluctuations.

The King of Hell took a deep breath, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes. He exerted force suddenly, poured all his strength into his arms, and struck hard at the magic disk in front of him.

The magic disk was like a cannonball, carrying with it the power to destroy the world, and it crashed into the light curtain of division.

In an instant, the light became brighter, and the magic disk was instantly submerged in the light curtain. The strong light made Xiao Lingtian and the mysterious man close their eyes involuntarily.

Then, the dark light curtain seemed to be slowly opened by an invisible giant hand, and a door exuding a mysterious atmosphere appeared before them.

Various hideous images of demons and suffering souls were carved on the gate. Those images were lifelike and seemed to be howling in pain.

The three of them looked at each other and walked straight into the door without any hesitation.

The moment they stepped through the door, a powerful suction force came, as if to pull their souls out of their bodies.

They only felt a trance before their eyes, and then they were drawn into an unknown world.

The world was dark and surrounded by rolling fog. From time to time, blurry figures flashed in the fog, emitting a strong evil aura.

Xiao Lingtian looked around vigilantly. He could feel that every breath of air here was filled with terror.

In the endless darkness, it seemed as if all the light was ruthlessly snuffed out by an invisible giant hand, and not even a trace of it could penetrate.

This is behind the Yinshan Mountains in the underworld, a Jedi that seems to have been forgotten by the world.

The space is vast beyond imagination and so empty that it is frightening. Every step you take feels like stepping into the abyss of the universe.

Only the sound of my own heartbeat echoed like thunder in the dead silence, as if it was the only sign of life in this darkness.

Ye Chen frowned, which was an instinctive alertness when facing the darkness.

He quickly formed seals with his hands in front of his chest, his gestures were as smooth as flowing water, and every movement contained great power.

With a light tap of his finger, a huge ball of chaos fire roared out.

The flame seemed to be born from the initial chaos of the universe, burning with brilliant and mysterious light, shining high in the sky.

The moment the flames burned, the surrounding darkness began to surge wildly like a frightened beast.

However, the Chaos Fire is like the nemesis of darkness, constantly absorbing the dark forces that are surging in from the surroundings like a tide.

It transforms the darkness into energy that burns itself. The more it burns, the brighter the light becomes, just like a shining sun blooming in this dark world.

The King of Hell was watching in shock.

He has been in the underworld for a long time and knows the horror behind Yinshan Mountain.

This place is like a huge vortex of darkness. Any light or fire that approaches will be ruthlessly swallowed up. It is like a territory guarded by the God of Darkness, which does not allow any desecration of light.

But the chaos fire released by Ye Chen broke this law. Not only was it not swallowed up, but it burned wildly in the darkness.

The King of Hell immediately understood that this was the fire of chaos, which had the powerful force to burn everything in the world.

Under the illumination of the Chaos Fire, they did not dare to delay for even a second and rushed towards the depths of the Yin Mountains.

The light brought by the chaos fire was like a sharp blade, cutting a hole in the dark curtain and spreading deeper.

Every step was like a race against the demon of darkness, their hearts beating rapidly to the rhythm of their footsteps.

After an unknown amount of time, their spiritual consciousness finally captured Zhou Yihan's soul.

She sat quietly on a stone, which seemed like her only support in the darkness.