The mist filled the air and bones were everywhere. A group of Yin soldiers in front of them numbered more than a dozen people, wearing heavy armor, holding halberds, and fighting with swords. They were full of a chilling atmosphere.
They were patrolling this place, and it was very air-conditioned. There was no life fluctuation on their bodies at all, they were like cold dolls.
"With so many ghosts, have we arrived in the underworld?" The little boy was speechless. From his pale face at first to now he has gradually adapted to it, and his little heart has slowly become tougher.
Ye Fan frowned. He may have seen a super powerful force that has existed for thousands of years. It can be called an extremely terrifying inheritance. This is definitely a very serious matter.
The Yin soldiers took advantage of the road to fight in distant places!
There have been these legends since ancient times, but few people know the secrets. This is clearly dispatching troops across the star field. How terrifying this is, just thinking about it makes people's scalp numb.
He doesn't believe in any ghost legends, this must be a supreme organization!
Ye Fan opened his third eye and carefully observed these Yin soldiers. They were all ancient corpses that had been dead for who knows how many thousands of years. Some of the armors were clearly in the style of ancient iron clothes.
"Uncle, we won't really come to the underworld, right?" the little boy whispered, feeling anxious in his heart.
Ye Fan was startled and said: "Underworld...does this starry sky also have legends?"
"Yes, the place where the dead go is also called the underworld. Isn't that what the people say?" The little guy asked innocently with his big eyes flashing.
Ye Fan was stunned when he heard this. Whether on Earth, in Beidou, or on this ancient road in the starry sky, there are such legends.
He has always scoffed at these rumors since he embarked on the path of cultivation. The monks themselves can fly to the sky and escape from the earth, move mountains and reclaim the sea. They are already regarded as immortals among mortals. Why do they still believe in ghosts and ghosts from the underworld?
At this moment, Ye Fan discovered that he had overlooked an extremely serious fact. Many ancient places in the starry sky had underworld legends, and those he chose had missed them.
"Underworld... under the rule of heaven, such an organization really existed in the mythical era. It has not been completely annihilated. It is still controlling the underworld!"
Ye Fan shivered. He thought of many questions in an instant. He had ignored a terrible question for so many years. Who said that everything in heaven was completely in smoke?
Over the endless years, the Ancient Heavenly Court was not just a small group of survivors who survived, there should be a considerable group of tribesmen who passed down the Taoism.
The behemoth of the ancient heaven did not really become ashes. There are still traces to be traced. There may still be some gods ruling some ancient star fields!
The more Ye Fan thought about it, the more likely it was that it was not just surviving, or just having a few descendants left, but maybe some ruled areas had never declined.
"At least the underworld is still there. With so many Yin soldiers taking advantage of it, what a huge force this is. It can mobilize troops across the star field. It can be described as a peerless terror!"
Ye Fan had asked many guides for advice. The ancient starry sky road of the human race was a legacy from the mythical era. It existed as early as the ancient heavenly era and was inherited by future generations.
"If you continue on the same road like this, you may encounter everything in Ancient Heaven."
Ye Fan opened his third eye and looked at these Yin soldiers carefully. Through the armor, he saw their true appearance. Most of them were human race, but some were demon race, ancient race, etc.
"The underworld under the rule of heaven is not divided into races, but the ancient road currently belongs to the human race. In the end, the branches of the gods, humans, demons, etc. will be unified, leading to the ultimate ancient land."
Ye Fan bypassed this group of Yin soldiers and moved forward. He saw a huge city in the open areas, and built an immortal royal city on the bones.
Black fog lingered one after another, and there were not many Yin soldiers. They entered and exited the ancient city calmly to conduct inspections.
"What does all this have to do with Master Yuantian, and why does it intersect?" Ye Fan said to himself.
This is simply a small underworld, with no living beings, just these lifeless ancient corpses. For some reason, they can walk like this and become a team of soldiers.
It is really unimaginable that there would be such a huge ancient city on such an inconspicuous meteorite. It is shocking and it buries endless secrets.
"Uncle, what do you want to do? Are you going to cause trouble in the underworld?" Yang Xi's eyes changed from uneasiness earlier to calmness to excitement now. This transition process was very rapid.
"Well, I really want to take a look." Ye Fan nodded. He needed to see everything thoroughly. There were too many secrets hidden in it.
He took one step for hundreds of miles, and turned this small meteorite all over. There was mist everywhere, and bones could be seen everywhere, making it look like the underworld.
There are not many Yin soldiers, but they all gather in this ancient city, as if they are guarding something. This is an important gate of the underworld.
Bang!
Ye Fan turned his weapon skills, and a Yin soldier flew upside down in the wilderness. He detained him in an instant. The ancient corpse in heavy armor opened its mouth and screamed. He raised his golden palm and pressed it down directly.
The soldiers cannot move.
He pointed at the Yin soldiers and read the memory of the Immortal Platform. However, there was a click, and his forehead bones were shattered. The place had long been decayed, and there were no old memories. Only a demonic thought echoed in the sea of consciousness: "Guard this city."
Ye Fan is so powerful now that the fierce resistance of the Yin soldiers is useless. When this layer of armor is peeled off, cracks appear all over his body, and then turn into dust. Then the armor does the same and is destroyed by the wind.
"What method is used to summon them from the underground and return to the battlefield?" Ye Fan was puzzled.
He kept taking action and captured more than a dozen Yin soldiers one after another. Almost all of them had the same phenomenon. Their entire bodies turned into sand and dust, as if they had experienced tens of millions of years in an instant.
There was only one special case. One of the Yin soldiers was covered in black light, and then shrunk rapidly, turning into a thumb-sized ink jade doll. It fell to the ground with a clang, and its whole body shone with a strange light.
Ye Fan picked it up and looked at it again and again. This happened in the ancient purgatory. Duan De captured a Yin soldier and finally turned into a black puppet.
After many years, Duan De came up with a rough idea, saying that this was a Yin talisman, a Yin soldier created for a certain supreme being to summon real ancient corpses as servants.
It was difficult to gain much outside Xiongguan. Ye Fan sneaked up, came to the city wall, and used the Xing Zi Jue to cross in. Although there were formations blocking him, it was difficult to keep him.
The city was completely silent, without any fluctuations of life. There were only sparse Yin soldiers walking on the ancient streets, and nothing unusual could be seen.
Suddenly, the entire ancient city was filled with gloomy energy, violent riots broke out, and all kinds of cold and gloomy auras gathered towards him.
This is a dead city, and Ye Fan is a living body. He was sensed by the powerful and strange ancient formation patterns, which triggered the dark soldiers all over the city to come here.
"Who... broke into my underworld?" A hoarse voice came, low and intimidating. He arrived in an instant, carrying a heavy mist.
This is a general among the Yin soldiers, wearing black armor, revealing a pair of cold eyes, beating like a will-o'-the-wisp, exuding astonishing holy power. Behind him, there is a large black area, followed by hundreds of Yin soldiers.
The soldiers came to surround Ye Fan with weapons in hand.
"Finally met someone with fluctuations in spiritual consciousness." Ye Fan said to himself, not surprised but happy.
Soon, he was shocked. The celestial platform of this Yin soldier general was black, which was different from the holiness of the monks. It was filled with Yin energy, like a ghost cave.
"What exactly is this place, who are you, and why are you guarding here?" Ye Fan asked.
"There is... a barrier on the road to hell. Why did you... break in?" His voice was hoarse, his speech was not very clear, and his consciousness was very scattered.
"Where is the underworld?" Ye Fan asked again.
"I don't know, you... want to join us." He suddenly let out a loud roar, and the entire pass was shaken. In the distance, there were densely packed Yin soldiers everywhere, rushing towards here.
At the same time, there was another long roar, and the second Yin soldier general appeared, transformed into a black magic light and rushed over, besieging Ye Fan.
This is an unavoidable battle. The thoughts of the generals of the Yin soldiers are very simple. They want to turn Ye Fan into one of them, become a corpse, and enter the underworld.
"A hundred ghosts are walking at night, and corpses are dancing wildly. Uncle, hurry up and reincarnate in the underworld. If you succeed, we will be gods!" the little boy shouted excitedly.
What kind of mess is this? Ye Fan ignored it and started fighting. As soon as the Six Paths of Samsara Fist came out, golden blood surged, many Yin soldiers turned into a wisp of black smoke, and a very small number turned into ink jade dolls and fell to the ground.
Ye Fan, who is as powerful as he is now, can completely respect someone. Even in an ancient pass in the underworld, he is still fearless and can suppress an area.
Puff, puff...the punches sounded one after another. Ye Fan's punch power could easily break everything in the mountains and rivers, destroy everything, and turn the swarms of Yin soldiers into flying ashes.
Ye Fan's big golden hand fell, like the Emperor of Heaven descending from the realm, and the two generals were unable to move at all. They were all suppressed, and it was useless to let them scream in all kinds of ways.
Ye Fan searched their black immortal platform, which was extremely chaotic. They only had simple consciousness and were ordered to guard this place. They had no other distracting thoughts. This was an important underworld that the Yin soldiers needed when they passed through.
"Uncle, you are really too powerful. After defeating the underworld, have we become gods?" Yang Xi shouted.
Ye Fan had a headache and had a bad premonition. He came into contact with a shocking secret from ancient times to the present. Heaven was destroyed, but the rule of the underworld did not collapse. He had been dispatching troops and generals for such a long time. Where exactly were they conquering?
"Can I enter the underworld of the mythical age from this place?" He whispered to himself, escorting two generals forward, searching in the ancient city.
Suddenly, Ye Fan felt a chill in his heart, his whole body was glowing, his golden blood was boiling, and dense red hair grew outward from his body surface, his whole body was tingling, and his heart was uneasy.
In the center of the ancient city, there are lines of Heavenly Patterns crisscrossing each other, emitting dazzling light, all activated.
Wisps of blood spread along those formations, making this place look extremely evil, filled with strange and powerful mana fluctuations.
Right in the center of the bloody formation, there was a tall figure with red hair all over his body, his back turned to him, like a demon.
"Destroy it!"
Ye Fan shouted, golden blood mist emerged, cutting off the ominous aura outside the body, the blood-colored hair on his body was burned clean, and the body expelled strands of yin energy.
"Which generation of Yuantian Patriarch are you, or are you a being in the starry sky?"
"I don't know the starting point, I don't know the end point, the end of reincarnation will all come to an end." This tall figure covered in red hair turned around in a hurry, even his eyes were blood red.
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