It was like it came from the mouth of an ancient divine beast. But in this dead place, how could there be an ancient divine beast?
Divine beasts naturally like holy places. In the past, people often saw them in blessed holy places and paradise.
Only ferocious beasts like to live in areas full of filth like Netherworld.
However, there will be no divine beasts, nor will there be ferocious beasts. Because, in the last great world, they all withered away.
Chu Cheng had only seen one divine beast. That was the Sanqing he saw in Canghai Realm.
Now, all that is left is a skeleton.
"Ke."
Following a soft cry, it surged up like a vast expanse of water and spread in all directions.
This is the vast expanse of water, and the dream of the surging fireworks.
Chu Cheng hid in the darkness and frowned slightly. The sound of the word "灪" seemed a bit stiff. It sounded like someone who had not spoken for a long time.
That word came from the fireworks. When this word fell in Chu Cheng's ears, his soul condensed slightly and felt a little stinging.
But with the power of Xuanyuan secretly operating, the tingling feeling quickly disappeared.
The billowing black mist merged with the sky in all directions, becoming indistinguishable from each other.
Here, Chu Cheng frowned again, and the pupils of his eyes narrowed sharply.
His soul is already extremely thick, several times stronger than monks of the same level.
But in this sound, there was pain.
"Is this a human or a ghost?" Chu Cheng frowned.
He did not feel any breath, even though there were countless turbid breaths in this world. But at such a close distance, with a terrifying existence entrenched, he could naturally feel its majestic breath.
But he didn't, he could only see the fireworks burning continuously.
As the fireworks approached, a wisp of white line appeared in the darkness, and it continued to float, constructing several sharp qi machines. There was a cold light looming, but it froze the four directions.
The group of fireworks also solidified in an instant. The direction of the frozen ice was exactly where Chu Cheng was.
To be precise, it should be the location where I originally stood.
The direction in which the fireworks were chasing was exactly Chu Cheng's direction. It seemed that he had noticed that someone was here.
The extremely cold breath, even the air, could not escape and condensed in it. Then with a click, the fireworks shattered into foam, and the old withered tree was shattered together.
The sky was filled with white snowflakes, which stood out in the dark.
Point by point, it finally turned into thousands of strands and struck the figure hiding in the darkness. The robe also turned into ice, and the whole person began to freeze.
Under the ice crystals all over the sky, Chu Cheng's entire body turned into an ice sculpture.
Until a long time later, in a gust of wind, the still scattered ice crystals receded with traces visible to the naked eye, along with the ice crystals on Chu Cheng's body.
Another voice sounded in the darkness. This time, it was not a complicated and incomprehensible voice, but a soft whine.
This light came from the place where the fireworks started.
"Strange...isn't it a ghost? Am I feeling wrong?"
This was a human voice, which was as stiff as before. Instead, it was a little more lively.
This is between a woman and a man, like Chang Nianlang who has not yet grown up and is in the period of voice change.
Chu Cheng was still hiding in the dark. He felt a little condensed light before and immediately retreated.
It's just that the dead tree was frozen, and the frozen body was just a pile of sand condensed from the sand on the ground in an instant.
The reason why it looked like the figure was frozen was because the cold current was so fast that even the reactions that had not dissipated were frozen.
And because the billowing black mist covered the afterimage sculpture, it was not noticed by the man.
The voice that suddenly appeared and the person who came from it were very strange.
From that source of life, it can be determined that this person is very close to Chu Cheng's hiding place, only a hundred steps away.
But at such a close distance, he couldn't detect the aura of the coming person. This person was either a mortal or an extremely powerful monk.
In the Netherworld, this city is so big that it seems to be boundless, even if it is millions of billions of light years, it will be difficult to cross it.
Other vast areas have large-area teleportation, so they can be teleported.
With the second step of great power, you can trace the source of light and reach it in an instant. It only takes tens of millions of years to cross a vast expanse.
But the uninhabited land of Netherworld is different. This light is useless. As if standing under the mysterious source again, the light is extinguished instantly.
Therefore, it can only rely on its original flying power to escape.
The vast sky is really too big. Especially the Nether Sky is even more vast. Nowadays, the human monks have only opened up the tip of the iceberg.
Even so, almost most people still fail to cross.
Although this tip of the iceberg has been opened up by the power of You Huang Tian through countless years, so that the light of heaven and earth can shine in, it is no longer eternal night, but alternates between day and night.
This gave the human monks time to breathe. But despite this, the monks did not dare to travel far away and hid in caves or cities protected by formations.
There are many people who have never stepped out of a cave city in their lives, let alone a large domain or a continent. Let alone come to this place of eternal night darkness. Let alone a mere mortal.
Chu Cheng came here just to gamble on his luck.
He believes that his luck has always been very good. Otherwise, he would not have gained a glimmer of hope in many life-and-death crises, with his life hanging by a thread.
He also has many more opportunities than most people in the world.
If you rely on flying, it will naturally be vast and there will be no chance of finding the Lord of the Netherworld.
But Chu Cheng guessed that if the Lord of the Netherworld could descend to the land of light instantly, then he would not be very deep.
The road is long and the nights are long.
No matter what, Chu Cheng will never find the end, maybe he will get lost in it. But he always has hope in his heart.
That is the little fat insect, who can detect him. As long as the little fat insect appears, you can find the Lord of the Netherworld.
Even Chu Cheng can't cross the no man's land. Let alone a mortal?
For the past three months, Chu Cheng has been flying non-stop. With his speed of one hundred thousand miles per breath, the accumulation of these three months has reached an extremely long distance.
This distance cannot be overcome by mortals even after hundreds or thousands of lifetimes.
Therefore, the person who came must be a strong man, a strong man with a higher level of cultivation than Chu Cheng, and a level higher than that that is difficult to look up to.
Otherwise, it would not be impossible to detect the breath.
After this sound, footsteps finally sounded.
Although the footsteps were very light, they could be heard clearly at such a close distance.
Step by step, step by step, we are getting closer to here.
Then, fireworks were set off again and there was a crackling sound.
This sound only occurs when wood is burning.
There was a squeaking sound, as if water drops fell to the ground, and an even harsher sound was heard.
Drop after drop, one drop after another, kept splashing, eventually making the fireworks burn even more fiercely.
The fireworks were burning blazingly, and in the fire, it seemed as if the darkness was retreating. With the naked eye, you could clearly see that the surrounding black mist was rapidly receding toward the rear.
Feeling this scene, Chu Cheng's expression suddenly changed.
The same is true for the black mist on his body. If it completely subsides, then he will be completely exposed in front of that person.
He didn't know whether this person was evil or righteous. But he knew that the person behind the fireworks must be much stronger than him. So powerful that it was difficult to resist.
If this person is evil and evil, then Chu Cheng will definitely be in crisis.
If the person coming is a human monk, that's fine. After all, they are both human monks, so there is still room for them. But if they are ghosts and gods, there will be a fight without words.
In a battle, Chu Cheng will definitely be killed. Unless he pays a heavy price and wears the mask of destiny.
Thirty years ago, a character appeared, awakening him from his sinking state.
But this word Qing is no longer there, although... there is still a residual power of Qing in his soul.
But too much has been consumed, and it is far from enough to offset the power of the curse under the mask of destiny.
Chu Cheng held his breath and quickly took a step back.
This figure immediately merged into the black mist and turned into the black wind, almost indistinguishable from each other, always retreating with the retreating black mist.
Just after one step, the logistics suddenly stopped.
The sizzling sound became clearer and clearer. The fire continued to burn, and there was another sound in it.
This was completely different from the original lively voice, but a hoarse and hoarse voice.
As the hoarse neighing continued, it turned into a roar, once again making the surrounding air flow violently.
Fortunately, the sound vibrated in all directions, causing the fog to surge. In the end, it just surged in place and did not make the thick black fog retreat.
The wind became louder, making the fireworks appear like a shadow in the darkness. Sometimes they appeared in the south, then in the north, or in the west, or in the east.
This made it even more difficult for Chu Cheng to see ahead and determine the location of the incoming person. He could only hold his breath and use the Nine Heavens Xuan Gong to make himself more hidden.
This way the person coming would not notice him.
At this time, another complex and incomprehensible voice sounded from dozens of meters away.
Then, the water was flowing again, the ocean was overflowing, and everything became calm amidst the tide.
"Ke."
As the word sounded, the hoarse growl began to fade away.
Then, the sizzling sound got even closer.
So close!
Chu Cheng saw a face almost sticking to his own, staring at it.
This face was that of a woman. This woman's appearance could be regarded as a beauty. However, this face had a strange expression, which made Chu Cheng's eyes shrink sharply.
The woman's body was burning with fireworks, and the crackling sound also came from her body.
The whole face was covered with traces of fluid, like sweat, which could not stop flowing.
The woman's breath was filled with a very pleasant medicinal fragrance and a hint of warmth.
The atmosphere became extremely tense, and Chu Cheng had his hands hidden in his sleeves, ready to take action at any time.
The two of them just looked at each other through a layer of thick fog. At this moment, Chu Cheng finally understood why there were water droplets falling and the crackling sound was heard.
Because, that is oil. It is the body oil of this woman.
To be precise, this is corpse oil. Although the woman is beautiful, her neck has been twisted three times, and the twisted layers are constantly overflowing with red and yellow blood.
Although the woman's eyes were deep, the clarity in her pupils was no longer visible, but instead they were as dark and lifeless.
This sound comes from the burning of this female corpse.
But no matter how the fireworks burned, there was never a trace of burning on the female corpse.
After another moment, the face of the female corpse finally retracted, turned down several times, and returned to its original position with a hoarse smile.
Then, he stepped aside.
This female corpse did not notice Chu Cheng.
But in the place deep in Chucheng, the darkness is deeper and the black current is more surging, so it attracted the attention of the female corpse.
At this moment, Chu Cheng finally knew why he couldn't feel any breath. It was all because he was a dead person.
A dead person will naturally have no breath.
"Dead person? Is it a puppet...or a ghost?" Chu Cheng frowned, thinking secretly.
He has never seen such a weird existence, like a puppet, but with flesh and blood.
It's like a corpse charm, but it doesn't have this kind of warmth.
Suddenly, there were footsteps again. This light and feeble sound was still the same as before.
Then, the body of the female corpse suddenly moved and retreated to the rear with the fireworks.
"It's strange. I thought something had slipped through the net here, but unexpectedly no ghost appeared."
The original voice sounded again.
As the footsteps approached, Chu Cheng saw a thin figure walking slowly.
This is a young man wearing loose clothes.
The clothes were incompatible with this young man. His whole body was hidden in the clothes, with a pair of long sleeves trailing to the ground. Only his head was exposed.
This is a monk, a human monk.
With the arrival of the young man, the female corpse also fell into calmness, no longer neighing, but stood very obediently beside the young man.
"Sister, don't run around. If you disturb those ghosts, nothing will be able to fill your stomach."
The young man stood on tiptoes, and the female corpse bent down.
The young man raised his head, stretched out his long sleeves, and patted the female corpse's head.
With a breathtaking laugh, the female corpse dug out her eyes and handed them to the young man.
The young man laughed, put away the eyeball, and said: "It would be very ugly without this eyeball. I will keep it for you first, and then I will put it on for you when I get home."
"However, before I go home, I still need to clean up the ghosts nearby to prevent them from disturbing me again. Crying every night is very annoying, even more annoying than you, sister."
The young man raised his head and looked in the direction of Chu Cheng unintentionally.
Chu Cheng saw that the eyes hidden under a head of black hair were unusually bright.
It seems to contain all the stars in the sky, shining brightly.
Wherever he looked, he seemed to be able to see through everything.
These are a pair of very beautiful eyes. Chu Cheng has never seen such clear eyes in the world.
With such clear eyes, why would he be with this female corpse?
"Let's go and see other places. Over the years, your appetite has really grown." The young man said with a smile again, and with a difficult syllable, he turned around and walked back.
The female corpse looked towards the place where the black mist was surging, as if she was extremely reluctant to leave. But at the sound of this syllable, she immediately followed and left.
As they walked, until Chu Cheng could no longer see the two figures, the young man stroked his sleeves and reached out to hold the burning hand of the female corpse.
"It's almost, it's almost. We'll find a way soon."
This is an extremely white hand, but the branches are connected one after another, just like the branches of a lotus root.
It seems that it is not the woman who is the puppet, but the young man.