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“Mihong has three layers. The first two layers are not dangerous; it's just a matter of time. Only the last layer is truly dangerous, but I believe in you. Go ahead.” The familiar voice echoed like mine.
“Xi Meng, you must come out!”
So cold! The chill pierced my heart.
Desolate, devoid of any life. This place is essentially an icehouse; what could possibly be here?
I wanted to summon Little Pink, but there was no response. Gripping the Necklace tightly, I thought, what should I do? I moved forward step by step, “Drip, drip, drip,” was that the sound of dripping water? Where was it melting? Following the sound, with each step my heart trembled inexplicably. There must be something; I quickened my pace, certain that something was ahead...
“Oh my god.” Suddenly stopping, what did I see?! A body over a hundred meters long, with a massive head featuring four tightly shut eyes and a sharp horn standing alone on top. Its entire body was black. Even encased in a massive block of ice, it was hard to hide the sheen emanating from it. It was easy to guess that this was a Black Glass Dragon, a creature with a lineage that defied the heavens.
“Drip, drip, drip.” Drops of water were sliding down; this was the only sound in this vast world. The dragon's head slowly began to emerge from the ice.
“This is my mount, Ashura.” That familiar voice echoed again.
“Why is it sealed here?”
“It is not just my mount; it is also my old companion. Unfortunately, it died thousands of years ago. To prevent its body from decaying, I left it here; you could say this place is Ashura's grave.” The voice spoke calmly and steadily.
“But it’s starting to melt.” Strangely enough, I thought my presence had disrupted this place. However, I later realized that aside from the giant dragon beginning to melt, everything else remained unchanged.
After waiting for a long time, just when I thought the voice would not speak again, I heard her say once more: “I broke the seal; Ashura… has no meaning of existence anymore.”
"Why do this?" I didn't understand. Weren't we partners? It was clear that she was reluctant. Once the seal was broken, this dragon would surely disappear.
Damn it, I regained my calm. I stood there, staring blankly as the dragon named Ashura began to break free from the ice, moving faster and faster. Then, starting from its tail, it gradually vanished. Just when I couldn't comprehend what she intended to do, the giant dragon was left with only its head. To my shock, all four eyes suddenly opened at once. I couldn't decipher the meaning behind them until they simultaneously shed black liquid. Was that tears?
The liquid pooled together, flowing for a long time until it reached my feet and slowly disappeared. I felt as if I were nailed to the spot, unable to move. When I finally came to my senses, Ashura had vanished, leaving behind its sharp horn.
"This is for you. Once your other clone successfully refines itself, this horn will serve as another weapon for you, definitely not inferior to your current flute."
Hearing her say this left me momentarily speechless.
"So you unsealed Ashura just to give me this weapon..."
"Heh heh, don't get ahead of yourself. After all, you are considered my disciple. This is a gift from your master. Since your weapon is a flute, let's forge this into a flute as well. When your new clone succeeds, I'll hand it over to you."
Though I had never known who she was, just the fact that she could refine weapons indicated that she was no ordinary person. What was her true strength? Who was she?!
"Thank you."
"Now is not the time for that. Remember, you promised me that you would definitely break the seal of Dark Corner!"
"Yes, I will!"
"Next, you must stay here until your new clone's training is complete before you can go to the second layer. You have already absorbed all of Ashura's last blood; it can transform your body to better adapt to my Nether Energy. Let's begin."
Although I haven't been able to cultivate as quickly as my seniors during this time, I am close to breaking through from Level One Reaper to Level Three Reaper. It should be getting more difficult as I progress, and since my cultivation of Pure Sound is countered in the Underworld, my speed is even slower.
The yellow inner core with black patterns trembles incessantly, and it feels like my insides are being shredded by knives. Waves of spasms knock me to the ground. The inner core resembles a cup filled with boiling liquid, showing cracks that threaten to explode at any moment.
Only I am here, tightly gripping the Necklace. At this moment, only Prison can offer me some comfort. When the day comes that I become stronger, Prison will surely be proud of me. Hold on; I can make it through!
"Ah!" At the moment the inner core exploded, I cried out in pain. My Soul Energy was completely depleted, and I fainted.
It felt like I had slept for a long time. When I woke up, everything was still the same. Huh, I was still holding the Necklace; thankfully, Prison gave me courage at this time.
The inner core within me was slowly healing. To my surprise, the gray inner core had transformed into a light golden color, and it had actually leveled up. However, there was still a small black sphere; could it be that the Nether Energy originally in the same inner core had been divided? Did my new division succeed?
"Congratulations! Your clone has taken initial form. Use your mental power to control it and feel your new body."
As I transformed my body, a wonderful sensation washed over me. I felt so light, as if I were in the human realm again, able to breathe freely. Is this what it truly feels like to exist in the form of an Underworld creature?
"How could this be?" Accidentally catching sight of my shadow on the ice wall, although unclear, it was evident that my long black hair had turned red, and my eyes were also red. Even though I've been around my seniors for a long time, I'm still human; have I now become a monster?
"Don't be afraid, Xi Meng. Actually, every time you use my power, you look like this. Don't worry; when you transition your body back, all changes will disappear."
"Thank goodness; that scared me to death. Huh." If it stays like this, how will I return to the human realm to see Mom and Dad?
"How does this new body feel?"
"Very good, very easy. But how many levels does cultivating Nether Energy have? Is it the same as cultivating Soul Energy?"
"It's different. Soul Energy comes from one's own Soul Power, and the strength of Soul Power determines the level of Soul Energy. However, Nether Energy has no levels; it comes from the outside world, so not everyone can withstand it. The Nether Qi Inner Dan in your body is only the size of a fingertip, and its color is uneven. I will let you absorb it here until its size and color fully meet the requirements before you can enter the second layer."
"Also, the Pure Sound within you will indeed make cultivation in the Netherworld feel difficult. But you should not neglect it; it will be very beneficial to you as well. I don't want you to forget your original intention and become confused."
"I understand, thank you. Pure Sound is very important to me; I promised its owner that I would live up to their expectations."
She stopped speaking. Calming my mind, I began my long journey of cultivation...
Outside Mihong.
"Reverse Heaven, let's go back and prepare a bit. Although we didn't suffer much loss in subduing the Centipede Hidden Dragon clan this time, it's still good to rest a while. As for the Earth Dragon Clan... let's wait a bit longer. After we adjust this time, they will be our next target," Silver Moon said confidently.
"I agree. Xi Meng was right; the Centipede Hidden Dragon has indeed endured a lot over the years. Not to mention face, they don't even have a stable place for their clan. I think their elders sent younger members to fight us just to find a way out; even if we lost, they would probably consider this matter. Hahaha, it's been a long time since I've felt this good." Reverse Heaven exhaled deeply.
The figures of Reverse Heaven, Silver Moon, Wild Ghost, White Soul, and Flower Tears appeared not far from Black Horn Hall. Everyone seemed to be immersed in the joy of their first battle; however, in Reverse Heaven's earlier words, an unintentional name caused two figures to feel slightly melancholic. Looking into the distance were Silver Moon and the taciturn Wild Ghost...
I don't know how long had passed; I kept absorbing and filling that Nether Qi Inner Dan. Perhaps months or even years had gone by, but my body was increasingly adapting to Nether Energy. I decided to stop and relax for a moment. Unintentionally recalling that when I first arrived at this open space, that huge creature was right in front of me; now it had vanished completely. It seemed that Ashura's blood had helped my body successfully cultivate here, and traces of it still lingered. Especially that scene—were those four eyes merely blood? I felt as if I had seen similar eyes somewhere before; what flowed from them was not blood but tears.
It is said that ghosts have no blood or tears, but demons are different—not because the Demon Clan lacks emotions but due to their peculiar physical structure. The Demon Clan is born as a spiritual body, which can be said to have no weaknesses at all. The greatest limitation shared by demons and humans is their physical form. Yet precisely because of this, the emotions of demons and humans can be expressed very clearly.
Deep within my heart, a pair of green eyes flowing with blood tears appeared faintly—so familiar yet so strange, evoking an indescribable feeling of grasping something elusive. They looked at me with deep affection; what were they looking at? Who were they?! It felt like I couldn't escape as those eyes kept reappearing over and over again. What was wrong with me? Why did I feel so sad?
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