Versatile Mage: I Awakened Nine Stars

Chapter 249 Jumping into the Evil Abyss

The evil abyss is hanging over the ancient capital.

Undead creatures continued to pour down like heavy rain.

Fortunately, due to the war between the ancient king and the angels, there are no undead lords near the Abyss.

The energy of the Kunjing water condensed by Zu Guangyao is even purer than the former holy spring of Bocheng.

These springs can effectively protect Xu Shen and others from the invasion of the undead.

The few of them safely arrived at the evil abyss hanging in the sky.

This was the first time Xu Shen faced Sha Yuan at such a close distance.

It is like a huge upside-down pot with boiling bloody magma in it.

The magma was filled with wailing, struggling zombies.

A few villagers only looked up a few times before collapsing to the ground, with feces and urine all over the floor.

What's worse, some of them started shouting, crying or laughing, and were already scared to death.

No ridicule, no sarcasm.

How many people can remain calm in the face of this horrific purgatory on earth?

When creatures feel sympathy for their own kind, everyone feels sad.

At the mouth of the abyss, the wind howled, making one’s soul melt away.

Even Han Ji could not withstand the terrifying power of devouring, entangled, and burning the soul.

What is surprising is that those villagers who had run away madly and left the protection area of ​​Kunjing water were unharmed.

"Fortunately, at least, Sha Yuan really won't harm the people in Crisis." Han Ji said with a wry smile, "I can only escort you here. The rest of the way depends on you."

As he said this, he looked at everyone apologetically and bowed deeply.

"Gudu, I'm counting on you."

There were light blue stars condensing in the palm of his hand.

A huge wind constellation took shape.

One tornado after another wrapped everyone up tightly, and slowly flew towards the terrifying, man-eating mouth of the abyss in the sky.

When we arrived at the mouth of the Shayuan, we couldn't see as clearly as below because of the cold wind.

Through this whirlpool of primordial wind, there are shadowy figures of evil spirits and rotting corpses.

The screams, evil laughs, and miserable cries were right next to my ears. Closing my eyes and covering my ears was of no use. The standing hairs on my body revealed everything.

Pass through the Mouth of the Wind.

The evil abyss is in full view.

But even if he only took one look, he felt as if his internal organs were being pinched by the claws of a skeleton, and his whole body was convulsing with fear.

Zu Guangyao is a ruthless person.

All the villagers from Yangyang Village brought back by Xu Shen were forced to come here.

According to him, even if you are buying lottery tickets, buying more tickets will always increase your chances of winning.

However, just as they arrived at the Shayuan, many people had already been frightened out of their wits and died of timidity.

Fang Gu looked numbly at the several dead people who fell into the abyss.

He has always been very caring towards his villagers.

The water from the Kunjing in the village was stolen and dried up. With no other options left, he would rather burn down the houses and force those conservative old people to leave than give up any of them.

But today, these villagers who have gone through so many hardships with him are facing such a cruel death.

"I'll jump first."

Fang Gu felt hopeless, opened his arms, and jumped into this endless purgatory without hesitation.

Fang Gu is very prestigious in Yangyang Village.

When he jumped, the rest of the villagers came down one after another.

"Let's go down too."

Xu Shen hugged Ding Yumian tightly and jumped down.

There are countless undead creatures in the Evil Abyss, and the dark wind lingering around the Evil Abyss is emitted from them.

As the cold wind gathered, Xu Shen could no longer see anything.

The endless resentment that even the water of Kunjing could not block rushed into his mind.

The ghost consciousness intertwined with various memories made him feel as if he was in a messy dream.

In his dreams, he was a king, a general, or a peddler. He had been rich and glorious, and he had also been penniless.

Joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, a thousand-year dream.

Die and be reborn, be reborn and die again.

The six realms of reincarnation are endless. "No delusion, no anger, no desire, no seeking, no giving up, no abandonment, no action, no self..."

The ancient practice of cultivation places great emphasis on a kind of training called "state of mind".

This kind of mysterious thing has appeared many times in relevant ancient documents. Although he only has a vague understanding of it, in this situation, these scriptures subconsciously appeared in his mind.

Xu Shen murmured, and the soul in the sea of ​​​​spirituality gradually returned to tranquility, until there was no joy or sadness. No matter how thousands of resentments washed away, I remained unmoved.

The fall lasted for an unknown amount of time.

Maybe it's a moment, maybe it's eternity.

Finally, Xu Shen opened his eyes.

Those clear eyes sparkled, as if containing all the secrets of the universe, and then returned to normal in an instant.

The soul became clearer.

Just over a month after the last breakthrough, his soul cultivation had risen to another level, entering the late sixth realm.

And the resentment that filled the world could no longer do anything to him.

"A Shen, are you okay?"

Ding Yumian looked at him with some concern.

“It was just like a fucking dream,” Xu Shen said with lingering fear, “I almost couldn’t wake up.”

"Me too," Ding Yumian said, "These undead grudges are wrapped with huge memory fragments. If you are not strong-willed, it is easy to lose yourself. But as long as you can get through it, it will be of great benefit to your spiritual concentration."

"So, your soul cultivation has improved again?"

"Just a little bit," Ding Yumian smiled modestly.

"more specific."

"I was lucky enough to break through to the eighth level."

"That's great, my lucky sister."

Xu Shen shut himself in.

If you have talent you can do whatever you want.

Thinking about his journey, he had wasted several pieces of Nian Shi, eaten countless Tianshan Snow Lotuses, and even nibbled a lot of Li Fan Flowers that he had eaten to the point of vomiting in his previous life.

It was only after going through so many ups and downs along the way that one has achieved the spiritual cultivation of the late sixth realm today.

Where is Xiao Yumian? !
Eating hotpot and singing songs, you have reached the eighth level!
"Jealousy has made me look ugly!"

Xu Shen said viciously that if the occasion was not wrong, he would definitely win back his face in other ways!

"correct!"

Xu Shen suddenly slapped his head and said, "Go and see if those villagers are... okay."

Well, as residents of the dangerous village who were protected by the ancient king, they were unharmed and just stood by and stared at the young couple.

Xu Shen was a thick-skinned man. He coughed twice and said nonchalantly, "Time is running out. Let's find the ancient royal tomb as soon as possible."

The inside of Shayuan was not filled with piles of corpses and filled with eerie ghostly aura like before.

The space here is endless, a bit like the illusory world in the Demonic Grottoes, and a bit like using dimensional summoning to enter the summoning plane.

Xu Shen could be sure that Shayuan must be an overlapping different-dimensional space.

The gray land here is flat. Looking around, the sky is dark and unclear in all directions, covered with lifeless gray clouds.

A white palace stands proudly in the center of the world.

Presumably, that was the ancient royal tomb they were looking for.

This small world with a round sky and a square earth made Xu Shen feel a little depressed but also a little novel.

Such a move was enough to prove that the ancient king not only had a high level of attainment in necromancy magic, but was also proficient in the obscure and profound space and chaos magic.

However, time waits for no one, so the idea of ​​conducting a detailed study had to be put on hold.

"Village Chief Fanggu, let's go."

"Hello? Fang Gu?!"

Xu Shen waved his hands in front of him several times before realizing that the village chief was also in a daze, with sleepy eyes.

The same goes for other villagers.

No wonder he ignored me just now.

It turned out that these people were also treated "equally" by the ancient king.

However, how did they survive such a huge amount of resentment from the undead?

Ding Yumian looked at their condition and said, "Zu Guangyao said that the test of the evil abyss varies from person to person. The test of the resentment of the undead should be based on the cultivation of mental strength. The impact of the resentment attack on them is much smaller than that on the two of us."

"I see."

(End of this chapter)