Urban Cultivation of Immortal Emperor Invincible

However, there is one thing that is particularly worth being happy about. Ye Chen's body was almost destroyed when he absorbed and integrated the power of death.

The power of death was like a surging black tide, mercilessly impacting every inch of his flesh and blood and meridians.

His bones were on the verge of breaking with a creaking sound, and his body was like a candle in the wind, which could disappear into the endless darkness at any time.

But at this critical moment, a ray of light suddenly flashed in the depths of Ye Chen's consciousness, like a star cutting through the dark night sky, and he comprehended the mystery of the power of death.

In an instant, a profound, unfathomable, and vast power gushed out from the deepest part of his soul.

Like the whisper of an ancient god, it awakens the dormant power of death and the abyss of Hades.

These two forces, as if gently guided by an invisible and delicate hand, began to weave a prelude to rebirth on his shattered body.

The once fragile flesh and blood body slowly melted away under the baptism of this power and turned into nothingness.

Instead, there was an unprecedented strange structure - the product of the perfect fusion of the power of death and underworld water.

It is neither the body of a living person nor the form of a dead soul, but a dark existence between the two.

Its color is the deepest gray-black in the night sky, which can swallow all light and bring endless coldness and silence.

The breath of death emanating from his body spread silently like a tangible mist, shrouding the surrounding space in a heart-pounding darkness.

The fog was cold and eerie, carrying an indescribable terror and majesty, as if it was nature's most primitive fear.

Being awakened at this moment makes people feel frightened involuntarily, and even breathing becomes heavy and difficult.

Such a scene is not only a transformation of the soul, but also the end and rebirth of life.

It foreshadows a new and unknown existence that is about to slowly awaken in this world shrouded in the breath of death.

Ye Chen did not delay. This Hades Water was a good thing and would be a powerful weapon in the future. Since he had the chance to get it today, he definitely could not waste it.

There was a gleam of light in Ye Chen's eyes. He waved his hand and the Chaos Orb slowly appeared in the air.

As soon as the Chaos Pearl appeared, it emitted an extremely strong suction force, which was like an invisible vortex, with an unfathomable depth in the center, dark and mysterious.

The Hades Water seemed to have received some powerful call and instantly became agitated. Huge waves surged on the surface of the Forgotten River, and a cold light flickered on the crests of the waves.

I saw the dark water rising slowly and gradually gathering into a huge water dragon. The water dragon was baring its fangs and claws, and its body was twisting, emitting a suffocating breath of death.

After circling in the air for a while, it rushed towards the Chaos Orb. The scene was extremely shocking. Wherever the water dragon passed, the space seemed to be slightly distorted, emitting bursts of low humming sounds.

As the water dragon continued to rush into the Chaos Pearl, the Forgotten River seemed to be deprived of its vitality, and the source of its power gradually dried up.

The river water gradually changed from a gurgling flow to a slow crawl, and until this moment, it seemed to have completely stopped its pace.

Only the remaining dark water still rushed into the Chaos Pearl recklessly, with unstoppable force.

The noise was so loud that it disturbed every inch of space on the Naihe Bridge.

The Naihe Bridge, which was originally bustling with souls coming and going, has become unusually quiet at this moment.

Those souls who had been bustling on the bridge, anxiously or calmly waiting for reincarnation, all stopped what they were doing at the same time.

Their eyes all converged on the Hades Water, where a shocking vision was taking place.

Their figures seemed increasingly unreal under the cold light; some of their souls even trembled, and the outlines of their bodies became blurred.

The same went for Meng Po. She stood at one end of the Naihe Bridge, and the spoon containing Meng Po soup in her hand had long stopped stirring.

Her eyes, which had seen countless years, were now filled with shock and confusion.

She had been on the Naihe Bridge for who knows how many years and had seen countless souls come and go.

I have witnessed the peaceful flow of the Forgotten River day after day, but I have never seen such unusual movements in the Forgotten River.

In this ancient and profound legendary land, the name of the underworld water is as chilling as the dimmest star in the night sky.

Everyone in the world knows how terrifying it is, and they firmly believe that the power contained in the Nether Water far exceeds the limits of the mortal body.

It is a taboo that cannot be transgressed between heaven and earth. Any human effort to touch it is like hitting a rock with an egg. Not only will it be fruitless, but it will also drag oneself into an endless abyss.

However, the wonders unfolding before our eyes seemed to tear apart this deeply rooted perception.

It is like a natural wonder with the sky splitting and the earth shaking, but it also reveals a subtle sense of artificial sculpture.

Like an invisible hand, gently playing with the thread of fate behind the scenes.

This scene caused countless questions to surge in the hearts of all the souls present.

They are like wild weeds growing wildly in spring, messy yet full of vitality, spreading wildly in each person's thoughts.

They stared at each other, trying to find a clue, a glimmer of hope for an answer in each other's eyes, but all they got was the same echo of confusion and fear.

Fear, like frozen ice in winter, silently covered every inch of the Naihe Bridge, and even the air was filled with a suffocating chill.

Doubt is like the never-ending wind, shuttling between souls, making this already dark area even more bizarre and uneasy.

In this world shrouded in fear and doubt, time seems to have stood still.

Every moment seems as long as a year, waiting for some unknown answer to solve this puzzling mystery, or lead everything into a deeper, unpredictable abyss.

As all the souls were amazed, they clearly saw a figure not far from the Chaos Pearl, floating quietly in the air above the Forgotten River.

Meng Po's face was twisted with fear, and her shriveled fingers trembled slightly like dead branches swaying in the wind.

The soup bowl in her hand was shaking as well, and it seemed like it would slip out of her grasp at any moment and fall into the endless abyss.

The souls around were equally stunned, their eyes filled with disbelief, as they witnessed the most incredible sight in the world.

During the endless years in the underworld, the Lethe River has always maintained its mysterious and dangerous appearance.

The powerful force contained in the river water is enough to make any creature that dares to approach it feel fear and retreat thousands of miles away.

Not to mention, someone could actually float above the river, which completely overturned the common sense of the underworld for thousands of years and was unbelievable.

"What is going on? Who is this person?"

The souls were screaming wildly in their hearts. Their minds seemed to be in chaos, and they were overwhelmed by the irrational scene before them.

At this moment, Ye Chen did not care about the eyes around him. His whole mind was immersed in absorbing the Nether Water.

I saw him changing the hand seals with his hands quickly, and faint lights flickered at his fingertips, echoing the suction force emitted by the Chaos Pearl.

Under the powerful absorption, the Nether Water was like a raging black torrent, continuously flowing towards the Chaos Pearl.

The surface of the Wangchuan River rolled violently, and the water level dropped slowly, visibly. The rugged rocks hidden in the darkness at the bottom of the river gradually emerged.

The cold water plants wrapped around it drooped weakly, as if mourning for their lost strength.

The moment each drop of Hades Water is sucked into the Chaos Pearl, it will emit a strong wave of death, and these waves are intertwined with each other.

Black ripples formed in the surrounding space, like the whispers of a devil, making people terrified. The scene was truly terrifying.