The Soul Returns: The Peerless Imperial Daughter Begins to Abuse the Scumbag

Lu Ziche looked solemn, nodded heavily, and responded: "Cousin, we will be careful."

"But..." He changed the subject, "What storms and waves have we not seen? Even if it is dangerous in the depths of the Dark Prisoner Valley, there is no way it can stop us!

"No matter what monsters are hiding in here, we will make sure they learn a lesson from our powerful methods!"

Lu Ziche's eyes sparkled brightly and passionately, filled with the lofty ambitions and fearless courage that are unique to young people.

He clenched his fists tightly, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a wild and uninhibited smile.

Upon hearing this, Su Chenyin nodded slightly to show her agreement.

Then, she raised her jade-white finger, cut her fingertip, and a drop of blood slowly seeped out.

With a solemn expression, she aimed the drop of blood essence at the light curtain and shouted in a low voice: "Break!"

As soon as he finished speaking, essence and blood flew out of his fingers and landed accurately on the light curtain.

In an instant, the runes on the light curtain began to surge wildly, as if living creatures were struggling desperately.

At the same time, the entire light curtain burst out with an extremely dazzling and strong light, like countless extremely sharp light blades, shooting straight towards the surroundings.

Seeing this, Su Chenyin and others raised their hands to cover their eyes to avoid being hurt by the dazzling light.

clack clack...

A series of crisp sounds continued to ring in everyone's ears.

The extremely solid light curtain was now like a broken glass mirror. Starting from where the essence and blood fell, countless fine cracks quickly spread in all directions.

These cracks are becoming more and more numerous and denser.

Finally, the entire light curtain shattered and turned into tiny points of light that dissipated like a dream bubble.

After all the light had converged and disappeared, the true scene deep in the Dark Prisoner Valley finally appeared before everyone.

However, what they saw was completely different from what they had imagined.

I originally thought it would be pitch black here, with no sunlight all day long.

But in fact, the valley is not that dark, but sunlight shines through the narrow gaps at the top of the valley.

The entire Dark Prisoner Valley was bright, but the sunlight did not dispel the cold and damp atmosphere that permeated the valley.

But the cold and damp air was like a cancer attached to the bone, rushing towards him mercilessly.

It was filled with the smell of decay and mildew, as well as a faint scent of blood.

The smell was like that of a stagnant pool of water that had been buried underground for many years being suddenly stirred up, and the disgusting stench instantly filled the entire space.

Su Chenyin frowned slightly, wrinkled her nose, and walked into the valley first.

Jun Yijue and others followed closely behind.

Su Chenyin used fire spiritual power to protect his body and looked around vigilantly.

There was a layer of gloomy fog all around, making people's vision extremely blurry.

In this hazy fog, you can vaguely see some strangely shaped, rugged rocks.

Some of them look like ferocious animal heads with bared teeth.

Some looked like incomplete skulls, with their empty eye sockets staring straight at the people who came.

These strange rocks stand in various exaggerated postures with their fangs and claws bared, as if ancient demons have been lurking here for a long time, watching the intruders coldly.

The ground underfoot was even more difficult to walk on, with muddy black-brown silt everywhere.

Looking closely, there seem to be white bones emerging from the dark brown mud, and it is unknown who or what they are.

The eerie mist lingered in the air, blurring the vision, as if countless ghosts were hiding in it, spying on the intruders.

There were piles of rotten leaves on the ground, emitting a pungent smell.

When Su Chenyin stepped on it, it felt soft and slippery, as if he was stepping on a ball of mud.

From time to time, it made a "puffing" sound, splashing mud and water, dirtying her originally clean and flawless skirt.

Su Chenyin remained calm and gently reminded everyone: "Everyone follow closely, this place is quite strange, don't get separated."

Although her voice was very light and soft, it could be heard far away in the silent valley, echoing lingeringly.

"Okay." Upon hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement.

Jun Yijue, who was one step behind Su Chenyin, suddenly quickened his pace and walked to Su Chenyin's side.

The sword of the Cang Qiong Hong Sword held tightly in his hand shone brightly, and the dazzling sword light instantly illuminated the space within several feet in front of him.

Wherever the sword light went, the fog seemed to be cut apart by a sharp blade and quickly retreated backwards.

Jun Yijue's eyes were as sharp as a falcon, as if they could penetrate the heavy fog and take in all the potential dangers.

His eyes kept scanning the surroundings, not missing even the slightest movement.

At the same time, he whispered to Su Chenyin: "Yinyin, come closer to me."

His voice was low and magnetic, with an unquestionable majesty.

His pace was always consistent with Su Chenyin's, following closely, and his protective intention was evident in his words.

"Hmm..." Upon hearing this, Su Chenyin obediently moved closer to Jun Yijue.

Su Yi held a long sword in one hand, slightly turned sideways, and protected his sister Su Chenyin by his side.

He looked at his sister with concern and vigilance, and instructed: "Sister, if there is anything wrong, let us know immediately. We must not act rashly."

"Okay, I get it, brother." Su Chenyin turned his head slightly and gave Su Yi a reassuring smile.

In this way, Su Chenyin and others slowly and cautiously moved towards the depths of the valley.

They took every step very cautiously and their eyes were full of vigilance.

The warm sunlight shining down from above their heads could not dispel the coldness around them.

Yu Zhiyan tightly grasped the Bingpo Liuli Sword, and her vigilant eyes quickly swept around like a radar.

"This damn place is creepy just by looking at it. Everyone should be alert."

Yu Zhiyan muttered to herself and walked lightly, fearing to attract the attention of the hidden dangers around her.

She followed Su Chenyin closely, her eyes wide open, trying to see the danger behind the fog.

But the fog seemed to have a spirit. No matter how hard Yu Zhiyan tried to look, it always concealed herself and refused to let anyone see the mystery easily.

The mist was like a pair of hidden ghost hands, appearing and disappearing, pulling her vision.

The hideous rocks that seemed to appear and disappear in the haze seemed as if they could come alive at any time and devour people, which made her terrified.

This feeling made Yu Zhiyan feel irritated, and at the same time a sense of uneasiness began to spread in her heart.

The pervasive fog, the pungent smell, and the vague sense of danger, like countless fine spider silk, tightly wrapped around her.

Yu Zhiyan's heart was filled with panic and anxiety, like a frightened deer, who would panic at the slightest disturbance.

Her heartstrings were like a guitar string stretched to its limit, so tight that they were about to break.

In sharp contrast, Lu Ziche was completely unaware of the tense and almost hostile atmosphere around him.

He was carrying the Golden Flame Wind-Breaking Spear on his shoulder, and he looked heroic and high-spirited, as if he didn't take the dangerous Dark Prisoner Valley seriously at all.

To him, it seemed like this was just his own back garden.

He held his head high and strode forward with big strides.

Every step was taken firmly and powerfully, with the recklessness and fearlessness unique to young people.

The muddy water under his feet was stepped on by him, splashing countless water drops in all directions.

Seeing Yu Zhiyan's nervous expression, Lu Ziche suddenly shouted to comfort her:

"Don't be afraid, Zhiyan, I'm here. This damn place can't hurt you!"

His loud and resonant voice was like the sudden sounding of a huge bell, stirring up layers of echoes in the valley.

The sudden loud noise frightened the group of black crows, which were already anxious because of the stranger's sudden intrusion.

They croaked and flapped their black feathers as they flew away in panic, adding a sense of eeriness and weirdness to the scene.