The underworld is mysterious and the underworld is vast.
There was a fairy light crossing the sky, crossing the sky above the underworld, illuminating the quiet and evil land that had always been shrouded in the aura of death in the underworld, making it bright.
The water-like sunlight spread out, and thousands of celestial lights fell down. Along with the majesty of the Supreme Emperor, many Yin soldiers and Yin generals, including the quasi-Emperor of the Nine Heavens, could not help but tremble and bow respectfully.
Three supreme figures appeared and submerged into the depths of the underworld.
Witnessing with my own eyes the blood phoenix breaking its shackles, being reborn from nirvana, and the Western Emperor and Wu Chang returning here, naturally my mind was filled with all kinds of thoughts and emotions.
They thought a lot about immortality in the world of mortals and about the supreme avenue.
For a moment, the place was silent and no one made a sound.
In the end, the sky-tearing dark treasure still buzzed, and the light filled the air, and its god appeared.
It was a fat Taoist priest with a red face, the corners of his mouth stretched to his ears, and his face was full of smiles:
"The visit of two fellow Taoists to the underworld has really made the underworld shine. I don't know, what else can you do?"
Ming Bao's eyes were rolling around, and one look at him gave people a bad feeling, and he asked knowingly.
Xihuang and Wu Chang looked at each other, understanding in their hearts, but they still bowed their hands politely. Xihuang took the initiative and said:
"In the past, when the youngest son was born, the quasi-emperor of the underworld came to him, presented him with the source of creation liquid, and invited him. We were so grateful that we came to visit him."
Hearing this, Ming Bao's face showed a look of sudden realization:
"Well, it seems that this is indeed the case. The two fellow Taoists are really polite."
Regarding this, Xi Huang and his wife could not help but be speechless:
"Fellow Taoist Mingbao, there is no need to be like this. If the underworld wants anything from you, just say so."
As the supreme beings in the world, the two have keen spiritual senses, and they have already developed a connection, so naturally they will not be easily deceived by Ming Bao's exaggerated acting skills.
Fortunately, after some joking, Tongtian Mingbao finally returned to his normal form, with a solemn face and said in a deep voice:
"To be honest with you two fellow Taoists, I do have something to ask of you in the underworld. Please come with me."
Tongtian Mingbao's tone was mysterious and he gave it away. The Xihuang couple were also aroused curiosity, so they followed him closely.
"Wow!"
The underworld is vast, really as vast as a real universe.
The majestic yellow spring surges, splashing water from time to time, overflowing, turning into the richest death energy, nourishing the Yin spirits in the entire underworld.
And Ming Bao led the way, taking Xihuang and his wife to the source of the legendary underworld.
"boom!"
In the void, a huge waterfall falls down, like the Milky Way hanging upside down in the sky, accompanied by countless fairy spirits pouring down, which is strange and magnificent.
The source eye of creation!
Prior to this, Xihuang and his wife had heard that the underworld held a Source Eye of Creation, which had never dried up for millions of years from ancient times to the present, which could be called a miracle.
Today, I finally saw the true form of this innate treasure.
However, despite the strange eyes of the source of creation, the eyes of Xihuang and Wu Chang only stayed on it for a moment, and soon they were attracted by something below the waterfall.
The fairy light is gorgeous, the divine clouds are dense, and the boundless auspicious colors are concealed. There is a life source as strong as the ocean, and the breath of the supreme avenue is permeated.
More than one powerful law collided and intertwined here, seeming to cause the time and space here to be confused, and thousands of people wailing.
I saw a pool of fairy pools measuring several feet in size gathered together, in which crystal precious blood of various colors flowed, and a refreshing fragrance filled the air.
Accompanied by the roar of the heavenly sound of the most sacred avenue, the fairy pond was shrouded in mystery and mystery to the extreme.
Every drop of blood contains the imprint of the origin of some supreme avenue, like a fairy treasure.
Of course, even in the underworld, it is impossible to collect such a large amount of supreme precious blood, and there are still more various magical materials in it.
Many treasures that are rare in the world and hard to find in the ages are just commonplace in this fairy pond.
The precious blood of all spirits, which should be mutually exclusive, appears to be in order under the leadership of the incomplete Chaos Avenue.
Although they are not completely integrated, there is still a certain spiritual and almost immortal Taoist charm.
After bathing in the true blood of all spirits, a chaotic fairy egg took shape in the fairy pool formed by the gathering of the precious blood of all spirits.
"Chaos body!"
Seeing this scene in front of them, Xihuang and Wu Chang still didn't understand.
The plan of the underworld is so grand that it even wants to artificially create a chaotic creature.
And in their induction, the fairy egg has been filled with weak life fluctuations, and it is slowly but surely absorbing the original imprint in the true blood of all spirits, as if it is really going to reappear chaos.
"Not bad!" The figure of Mingbao God appeared, juxtaposed with Xi Huang and his wife, with a serious expression:
"We, the lords of the underworld, want to unify all spirits and create chaos. In this process, we can gain a glimpse of the mystery of the supreme road."
Having said this, his eyes dropped, looking at the fairy pond below, and said quite proudly:
"This is the accumulation of millions of years in the underworld, and it includes many physiques and bloodlines that have been manifested in the world, and there are thousands of them."
"The one with the lowest level among them has also reached the quasi-emperor level in practice, and has developed the supernatural powers of his physique and bloodline to the extreme."
After hearing this, Xi Huang and Wu Chang looked thoughtful, and then looked at Ming Bao with a strange expression:
"So, the reason why the underworld invited me here is because it wants us to provide precious blood."
"Exactly." A smile appeared on the face of Mingbao God, and he immediately added:
"The two Taoist friends have already reached the highest level of cultivation, and they are also the supreme beings in the world. Their life source is surging and their blood is strong. They are the best choice."
really--
There was no surprise or fluctuation in the hearts of Xihuang and Wu Chang.
Or should I say, they have become accustomed to it.
Since practicing all the way, there are definitely not a few people who have asked for the precious blood from these two people.
Although they could not satisfy everyone, they gave a lot without sacrificing themselves.
Previously, the ruthless emperor had used his unparalleled heavenly skills and spiritual insights in exchange, and the Western Emperor and Wuchang also contributed their true blood.
Nowadays, the underworld also comes to ask for blood. But as long as the exchange is reasonable, they naturally have no need to refuse.
However, the two of them also complained in their hearts:
What's going on? Are you increasingly under the illusion that you are a by-product of your constitution?
Seeing that the Western Emperor and the Immortal Golden Body were silent, Tongtian Mingbao thought that they were still hesitant and unwilling to exchange their precious blood with the underworld, so he quickly said:
"You two fellow Taoists, you can rest assured that we will never abuse this blood, just to create chaos."
"As for the rewards provided by the underworld to you two, they will definitely be satisfied."
Tongtian Mingbao's eyes passed over the two of them without leaving a trace, and he felt enlightened.
Xihuang's aura is perfect, and he has obviously reached the bottleneck of his practice, and it is difficult to make any further progress.
The same is true for the immortal golden body. In the future, the energy and blood will gradually dry up, and the divine power will no longer exist.
"Two Taoist friends, if there is no future in this life, why not live in the next life?"