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Chen Li followed Shen Qingyue to learn all about the spiritual herb. He discovered that this particular herb was called the Dream-Severing Divine Herb. Consequently, he decided to refer to it as Xiao Li, just like Chen Qingyue.
Unfortunately, this herb was as aloof as Shen Qingyue, making it difficult to approach. Especially since Chen Li had previously considered using it for alchemy, the herb held a grudge and occasionally sprayed him with a viscous liquid, reminding him of the fear of control.
Fortunately, Chen Li had become increasingly adept at mastering his rule power. Gradually, even the spiritual herb could no longer suppress him. He even took pride in giving his defensive rule power a flashy and melodious name: Mysterious Light Chaos Law!
As the spiritual energy in the valley gradually returned to normal, everyone began to pursue the direction in which Chen and the others had left. Chen Li's confidence in disrupting Chen's plans surged even more. Now that he had comprehended the Mysterious Light Chaos Law, he felt capable of self-preservation even when facing powerful opponents from the Mystic Boundary. After all, breaking his rule power was not an easy feat.
Because of this, everyone hurried along their way and soon found traces of Chen and his group. They arrived at a fog-covered perilous area that was very close to the Ancient Battlefield. On the ground nearby, fresh red blood marked out four large characters: Shadow Abyss. This was the only passage leading to the Azure Dragon Sage's training ground.
As soon as they stepped into this place, a chilling and sinister aura rushed toward them. The surrounding mountains appeared as if touched by a dark deity, presenting an eerie blackness with jagged rocks resembling the sharp fangs of malevolent spirits stretching menacingly toward the sky.
There was not a trace of vegetation on these mountains; only some withered vines lay coiled among the strange stones like dead giant serpents, occasionally rustling in the wind like whispers of vengeful souls. The sky was overcast with thick clouds that pressed down like lead weights, creating a suffocating sense of oppression.
Occasionally, flashes of lightning would streak across the sky, momentarily illuminating this dim world but only serving to make the surrounding scenery appear even more terrifying. The lightning revealed bottomless ravines filled with dense mist that swirled in an eerie purple-black hue, as if countless eyes were peering out from within.
From these ravines came gusts of fierce wind that cut through the air like blades, stinging everyone’s faces and bodies with sharp pain.
At the edge of the ravines, the ground was cracked, with dark red light flickering faintly from the fissures, as if magma flowed beneath, ready to erupt at any moment. Perhaps due to the terrifying environment, even the Holy Spirit Palace, Heavenly Dao Sect, and Golden Sun Sect—the three major forces—dared not recklessly enter.
At this moment, Chen was gathered with others on a relatively spacious platform. Surrounding the platform were ancient stone pillars, covered in mysterious runes that emitted a faint glow, seemingly capable of resisting the surrounding dark forces. Yet, in this horrifying environment, these lights appeared so insignificant, as if they could be swallowed by darkness at any time.
Chen, feeling restless, sensed something within his Divine Soul. He tilted his head slightly and saw Chen Li and others who had just arrived at the Shadow Abyss. In his eyes, the light instantly turned fierce and ominous. Heaven has its paths that you do not tread; hell has no gates that you can crash through. Since you seek death, I shall grant it to you!
As he spoke, a trace of Black Light surged in his eyes, resembling the gaze of a demonic eye born from the deepest night, so profound it seemed capable of devouring souls. This strange Black Light carried a corrosive dark power that penetrated the thick darkness surrounding them.
Unbeknownst to him, the Black Light fell outside the platform and transformed into mysterious and eerie runes on the cracked ground. These runes seemed like cursed marks from Nine Nether Hell; each line twisted like writhing black worms, intertwining and pulsating with an unsettling aura. As they squirmed, the air around them felt frozen, and space appeared to distort slightly under this evil power.
Then, the runes released a mysterious force that quickly formed a special vortex. Within the vortex, Demonic Energy surged violently. This Demonic Energy resembled tumultuous black waves crashing with a destructive momentum, wildly rolling and colliding within the vortex. Each surge sounded like a demon's roar, causing the surrounding space to tremble faintly.
In an instant, the swirling Demonic Energy materialized into a black figure. This figure appeared as a specter from the depths of hell—tall and ominous, exuding a chilling aura. Its green eyes glowed like two ghostly flames flickering in the darkness, swiftly locking onto Chen Li and his companions.
The gaze was filled with greed and brutality, as if it intended to drag every living soul before it into an endless abyss of darkness. Then, in a flash, the black figure lunged toward them like a bolt of black lightning. As it moved, Demonic Energy trailed behind like a black cloak, perfectly merging with the surrounding darkness—like death itself taking form as a harbinger of doom.
The surrounding air was filled with a howling shriek, as if disturbed Wraiths were crying out in agony, driven by the surge of Demonic Energy. As the Demonic Energy drew closer to the group, Chen Li sensed it. He could feel the suffocating aura of death approaching, and alarm bells rang in his mind.
In this critical moment, he wasted no time in forming hand seals and chanting incantations. In an instant, a Mysterious Light erupted from him, transforming into an invisible barrier that enveloped the group like a sturdy fortress. The barrier shimmered with mysterious runes, which flowed and emitted a soft glow, standing in stark contrast to the surrounding malevolent Demonic Energy.
As soon as the barrier took shape, a black figure surged forward, crashing violently against it with a torrent of Demonic Energy.
Boom!
The thunderous sound echoed through the tranquil valley. Chen Li watched this scene unfold, a smug smile creeping onto his lips. "Chen Li, no matter how lucky you are, what does it matter? In front of me, you will still meet your end."
Just as he finished speaking, the black figure revealed its grotesque face outside the swirling chaos. A sharp and eerie laughter reached Chen Li and the others' ears.
"Hehe! Indeed, Divine Soul is a delectable prize! Today, I shall capture you all!"
As he spoke, his Demonic Energy claws reached into the chaotic light. Suddenly, a crisp crackle sounded as pain shot through him like a piercing arrow.
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