Starting Liver Proficiency from Alchemy

Near the center of the underworld, there is a huge ancient city. The ancient city is dark, and the underworld energy covering the walls is like substance.

Inside and outside the ancient city, there is a deathly silence, and a sense of vicissitudes of life pervades the ancient city.

Hundreds of thousands of miles in front of the ancient city, high in the sky, there is a huge space passage.

If Han Yi were here, he would recognize that there is almost no difference between this passage and the passage at the center of Daluo Immortal World, whether in terms of size, state or breath.

When Han Yi set foot on the underworld.

A soft cry sounded deep in the ancient city.

Immediately, a black figure wearing battle armor and a black mask walked out from the depths of the ancient city.

The figure is about nine meters tall, like a little giant.

The black mask on his face only revealed a pair of black eyes. The eyes were originally dead, but at this moment, there were some doubts that had not appeared for countless thousands of years.

The armor on his body was pitch black, and there was a knife mark on the front. This huge knife mark went down diagonally, almost splitting the armor in half.

As the armored black figure approached, a pressure that was so terrifying that even the space could not bear it slowly emerged.

The whole ancient city seemed to be reviving and celebrating.

When the armored black figure stood on the wall of the ancient city, he did not look at the space passage hundreds of thousands of miles away in the sky, but looked to the east. Across the distance, he saw a figure with a restrained aura, cautiously set foot on the land of the underworld.

"The breath of the underworld slave."

"Moreover, he is not the one who obtained the Broken Wanming Immortal Book through blood sacrifice, but the orthodox Nether Slave who has practiced the Wanming Book. He is only one step away from being a Nether Slave and becomes a Nether Soldier."

"How can this be?"

"Wan Mingshu automatically chooses its master?"

Under the black shadow of the armor, a hoarse voice sounded out from under the dark mask. This voice seemed to have dried up for countless thousands of years, making people uncomfortable.

After standing on the wall of the ancient city for a while, he gradually walked up to the sky.

Immediately, he looked at the huge space passage hundreds of thousands of miles away. An inexplicable look flashed in his dead eyes. He shot out with a palm, and endless underworld energy emerged from the land of the underworld and shot straight into the sky. But in When approaching the huge space passage, there was no sound and everything collapsed.

"Heaven's way!" The armored black shadow said in a deep voice.

Then, he lightly tapped, and more dark energy emerged from the surrounding space. The dark energy condensed into a thick barrier around the huge space channel, which wrapped up the space tightly.

If there are other eighth-level beings, or visitors from chaos, who are introduced into this space, the first thing they need to face is the terrifying underworld energy. If they are below the Tao Ancestor, they will almost collapse at the first touch, and even the Tao Ancestors can only survive.

This is the response of the overlord of the underworld to the way of heaven.

This is my territory. Even if you open a road, I will block it.

The armored black shadow no longer looked at the space passage sealed by the underworld, and headed east.

In fact, he had known about this space passage more than ten years ago, but he was too lazy to pay attention to it. If Han Yi hadn't appeared and alarmed him, he would not have left the ancient city at all.

For him, this ancient city and the treasure in the ancient city are everything he protects with his life.

He walked in the underworld. Wherever he passed, countless ghost spirits transformed from mountains, rivers and swamps knelt down and bowed their heads. Thousands of ferocious ghost beasts also kowtowed in fear.

Although he has not modified much of this underworld, it has become his world over countless thousands of years.

After a few breaths, he stood high in the sky and looked thoughtfully at Han Yi, whose figure was hidden below and heading northwest.

below.

When Han Yi first landed in the underworld, he found that the underworld energy suddenly changed drastically and surged towards the core of the underworld.

He did not back down and leave, but strengthened his vigilance, using the sixth-level peak shape-shifting magic to shrink his breath to almost nothing, then avoided the perception of the underworld beast and the underworld spirit, and grazed the split sword sensed by the Qingping Sword. go.

The position of the split sword is northwest of where he landed.

If everything goes well, it will only take a few days for him to get the sword and leave quickly.

But in less than a stick of incense, Han Yi discovered something was wrong.

The underworld beasts he sensed kowtowed and trembled, and even the ghost spirits of the mountains and rivers took on their true forms and bowed their heads in worship.

and.

This was the case wherever he went.

Halfway through, he suddenly thought of something, his heart palpitated, and his scalp became numb. After he stopped, he no longer restrained his breath, showed his body, straightened his clothes, straightened his face, bowed towards the center of the underworld, and said:
"Junior Han Yi, a cultivator of Daluo Suizhu Taiyi, I have no intention of offending my senior. I came here to obtain the lost sword. Please forgive me, senior!"

After finishing speaking, there was deathly silence all around. A few miles in front of Han Yi, a ghost spirit, which was formed by absorbing ghost energy from a huge flower bud and transformed into a girl, knelt on the ground, not daring to raise her head at all. She felt light all over. trembling.

"Dead, this alien immortal must be dead."

"If you dare to speak in front of the supreme Lord Ming, he will definitely die."

"Don't drag me down."

She could sense that the Creator Mingzun was high in the sky, and there were waves of fear coming from the Nether Core. It was absolutely unmistakable.

But after waiting for a long time, he didn't feel any response or hear any sound.

Just when she was confused.

In his own core, the fear gradually dissipated and went away, as if the feeling just now was not real, but a fantasy.

She did not raise her head immediately, but waited for a full stick of incense, confirming from the Nether Core many times that the Supreme Nether Lord had left, before she dared to quietly raise her head and look to the sky.

High in the sky, the thin dark energy drifted away with the wind, no different from before.

"Did I sense something wrong?"

This ghost spirit, who had just transformed into a human being, couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart.

Miles away.

Han Yi was actually not sure whether it was the overlord of the underworld who was watching him, but when his thoughts were surging and his scalp was numb, this was the only explanation.

But now he waited for a stick of incense, but there was no response at all. Then he saw a weak ghost a few miles away. He stopped kneeling and quietly raised his head.

Han Yi suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

He has read the information of Xuanzang Palace. In the underworld, all the underworld beasts and underworld beasts are actually affected by the overlord of the underworld, the 'underworld', just like the natural relationship between high-ranking people and low-ranking people.

Just now, he guessed that the overlord of the underworld appeared, and it was also because of the sight of countless underworld beasts and ghosts bowing their heads in worship along the way that he made this guess.

"gone?"

Seeing Ming Ling raise his head, Han Yi breathed a sigh of relief and also had another thought.

He waited for a moment, and after looking at the ghost who raised his head, he quickly hid his figure and fled towards the northwest.

If it was the underworld that just appeared, even if he just cast his eyes here, and nothing happened afterwards, it means that the overlord of the underworld did not care about Han Yi's landing, then he took back the split sword, Naturally fine.

If it was not that Ming just now, but another existence, or it was just Han Yi's illusion, then nothing happened at this moment, which means that he was fallen and left here.

What's more, after coming here and experiencing dangers, Han Yi will naturally not give up halfway. What he didn't know was.

In front of a stick of incense.

When the huge armored black figure stood high in the sky and looked at Han Yi below, a trace of doubt first appeared in his dead eyes under the black mask.

He stared at Han Yi, trying to see through Han Yi's true and false, but even with his level, he was unable to see through Han Yi's deepest secrets.

"Fellow cultivators from the Immortal and Divine Clan, and a little bit of the Demon Clan."

"There is a Tianzun-level magic sword in Taiyi Realm. Well, it's just the shadow of the sword, not the real thing."

"The sword is a bit interesting, the cause and effect is not small, I should be here for the sword."

"However, the deepest part of his immortal soul seems to be fine, but it always feels wrong. Is there something that even I can't see through?"

"at last."

"It is indeed the breath of the underworld slave, and it is not stolen through external force, but the real, most orthodox breath of the underworld slave."

"This was extremely rare back then, when Wanming City was still there."

"The strange thing is that the Wanming Book is still sleeping and has not been opened. How could a Hades Slave appear?"

The armored black figure really couldn't figure it out, and his thoughts fell on Han Yi, thoughtfully.

"The City of Wanming was destroyed, the inheritance was scattered, and the Book of Wanming was taken away by me at the risk of death and hidden in this world."

"A slave of the underworld, no matter how orthodox his practice, is powerless against that big force."

"However, if you can transform from a slave of the underworld to a soldier of the underworld, and then be promoted to a general of the underworld, a lord of the underworld, and finally, maybe you can become the lord of the underworld and completely control the book of the underworld."

Thinking of this, the armored black shadow shook his head.

A small Immortal Lord of the Immortal Clan, Wan Mingshu has only cultivated to the level of Nether Slave. He is too far away from the Lord of Netherworld. His thoughts just now are really unrealistic and he thinks too much.

Before he left, he took out a black spar and tossed it gently. The spar flew into the air and disappeared.

"Although Wanming City is destroyed, the rules cannot be broken."

"Since you are the pinnacle slave of the underworld, I will set a test for you. If you can pass it, you can obtain a source of all underworld and break through to the underworld weapon."

"If you can't pass, it means you are destined for this fate. You can't blame me."

The armored black figure took one last deep look at Han Yi, turned around and left, returning directly to the depths of the ancient city.

Han Yi naturally didn't know about this scene.

The disparity in strength was too great. Even if the armored black figure stood in front of him, Han Yi would not be able to see it at all if he did not want Han Yi to find it.

After confirming that there was nothing unusual, he hid his figure again and headed to the northwest.

Next.

Han Yi never saw any other beasts or ghosts bowing down in obeisance. With his current strength, even in the underworld, only a few beasts and ghosts could detect him and let him take a detour.

and.

Han Yi also discovered a very unusual phenomenon along the way, that is, even if the underworld beasts and spirits did not bow down, they were extremely docile and stayed on their own territory. They were so quiet that they were incompatible with what was recorded in the Xuanzang Palace. , completely different.

In the Xuanzang Palace, it is said that the beasts of the underworld are ferocious and the underworld spirits are seriously fighting for territory.

However, having come this far, this strange situation did not stop Han Yi from retreating, but made him more vigilant and restrained his aura more comprehensively.

Three hours later. After crossing a long distance, Han Yi finally arrived at the place where the split sword was.

In front of him, there was a huge valley lying on the ground. The ridges on both sides of the valley towered into the clouds. Over the valley, the dark energy condensed into clouds, swirling and changing.

Han Yi fled towards the valley, but in the next moment, he suddenly sensed the danger and retreated backwards.

At the entrance of the valley, a black arrow fell from the sky, penetrated the ground, and reached very deep into the center of the earth.

Han Yi's eyes trembled. Although this attack had a combat power comparable to that of a senior immortal king, if he wanted to block it, there would be no problem. However, he stepped back not because of the attack itself, but because he sensed a change, and his instinct Be alert and jump out of the attack circle first.

He followed the trail and looked up, and saw a figure standing quietly on a protruding rock on the mountainside of the valley. This figure was three meters tall and looked like an ape. It was holding a wooden long bow, but there was no Quiver and arrows.

But Han Yi could tell at a glance that the opponent was not a beast, but a spirit.

The ghost spirits are the mountains and rivers of the underworld. The tree elves absorb the ghost energy and transform into alternative life forms.

These living beings can transform into spiritual bodies, so they are called ghosts.

However, its spirit body does not necessarily have a human form, but comes in various forms, ranging from human form to hundreds of animal forms.

Along the way, Han Yi encountered many ghost spirits.

The emphasis of Ming Ling is on the word 'spirit', while Ming Beast has more of animal nature.

Although this ape has the appearance of a beast, its core is condensed from the underworld, and it is a spiritual body.

After this ghost appeared, eight more ape-shaped ghosts appeared one after another on many strange rocks on the mountainside of the valley.

These ape ghosts were silent, but the murderous aura permeated the space, making Han Yi's face suddenly tremble.

"Equivalent to nine senior Immortal Lord-level ghost spirits."

"No, it's more than that..."

Han Yi looked up to a higher position. There, a huge stone protruded from the mountainside like a platform. At some point, an ape more than five meters tall was standing on the edge of the stone platform with a low eyebrow. He lowered his head and looked down at Han Yi.

Although the aura of this ape was not shown, Han Yi concluded that it must be stronger than the nine-headed ape below, but it was not as powerful as the Immortal Lord that made him palpitate.

Among them, it should be the peak Immortal Lord level ghost spirit.

However, after seeing this five-meter-tall ape, Han Yi also knew what the true nature of these ghosts was.

"It's these strange rocks."

"The strange stone absorbs the energy of the underworld, becomes refined through cultivation, and turns into an underworld spirit."

"It may be because there are low-level ape and underworld beasts jumping around on the strange rocks all year round. Therefore, the preferred form of the underworld for these strange stones is apes."

Han Yi held the Qingping Sword and stared above. The ten figures were in disarray, but they all had the intention of killing, and they had no intention of retreating.

As of today, he has three seventh-level immortal arts, and not long ago, he even initially understood the Three Thousand Sword Realm. Not to mention that only one of the ten ghost spirits has the combat power of a peak immortal king. He dares to draw his sword even if he is a powerful ape.

No one can stop his determination to obtain Qingping's sword.

As his thoughts turned, he took a step forward and disappeared from the spot.

All of a sudden.

The sword light exploded, and murderous intent boiled! (End of chapter)