Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 378 Hell
Seeing that Han Li didn't seem to realize how evil he was, Gui Ling didn't tell him what she was thinking. She just wanted to get rid of him as soon as possible.

After a moment of silence, Gui Ling put his hands on his waist and gritted his teeth and said:

"I am willing to offer my yin energy in exchange for the return of my natal spirit tablet to you, Daoist Fellow Han."

"Fellow Daoist Guigui, you." Han Li was so frightened that his body trembled, and he stammered, almost unable to speak.

"I am an ancient spiritual beast, and I have reached the peak of the tenth level of cultivation. The power of Yuan Yin should be enough to help you break through the bottleneck." Gui Ling's tone was unusually calm, without any ripples.

Given the high possibility of her death in the future, there was nothing wrong with discarding something that was of no use to her.

"But it has only been more than ten years since I broke through to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and my magic power has not improved much. Even if your Yuan Yin power can help me break through to the late stage of the Nascent Soul, I must first cultivate my magic power to the peak of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. As for the details, there are too many people here, so let's find a quiet place and discuss it in detail."

The temptation to break through the bottleneck was right in front of him. Han Li was somewhat tempted, but he did not agree immediately. He planned to wait and discuss it in detail with Gui Ling.

"Okay." Seeing that Han Li had no intention of refusing immediately, Gui Ling naturally agreed without hesitation.

Besides, her natal spirit tablet was still in Han Li's hands, so she had no confidence to bargain.

After temporarily revealing this matter, Han Li smiled bitterly in his heart and muttered secretly:

"Brother Nie, Brother Nie, you are putting too much pressure on me!"

"Seeing the gap between us getting bigger and bigger, I have no choice but to think about improving my strength as quickly as possible."

"Before, I, Han Li, thought I had the little green bottle and would not rely on the power of Yuan Yin to break through the bottleneck, but now I have to consider it. Even if it may affect my determination to pursue the Tao later."

Han Li knew in his heart that even though Gui Ling was a monster and extremely ugly, if he really had physical contact with Gui Ling, the vague connection established between the two would never be severed.

At this time, the monks present also came to their senses from the news of Hu Lao Mo's death.

"Fellow Daoist Xuan Qingzi, was Elder Hu really killed? Could it be that Elder Hu was seriously injured, so this happened..." The big man still found it hard to believe and asked in an unusually polite manner, making guesses in his words.

He really couldn't believe it. What he had heard before was true. How could a cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage kill the God Transformation Ancestor!

"When Hu Lao Mo was killed, this old Taoist was watching the battle on the side. Senior Nie killed Hu Lao Mo in his prime with absolutely overwhelming strength. Hu Lao Mo even sacrificed his arms with blood, but still could not escape the fate of death." Xuan Qingzi spoke in a slow and steady voice.

"I see." Hearing Xuan Qingzi calling him 'Old Devil' directly without any courtesy, the cultivators present no longer had any doubts in their hearts.

After all, if Hu Lao Mo hadn't died, if the news that Xuan Qingzi called him "Lao Mo" in public spread out, Xuan Qingzi would have no chance of survival.

This old demon Hu is doomed to die.

"Then how did Senior Nie deal with the forces under Hu Lao Mo?" Someone couldn't help but ask about the related matters.

“Senior Nie is a man with a broad mind. He does not intend to hold the Demon Sect and Motuo Mountain accountable too much. Except for those who are close to Hu Lao Mo, the lives of other cultivators can be kept, and even their freedom is not restricted. He only takes away 99% of the resources of the Demon Sect and Motuo Mountain.” Xuan Qingzi said lightly.

He felt that Senior Nie's punishment was a bit too lenient. If the supreme elder of their Taiyi Sect had killed Hu Lao Mo, in addition to the necessary rooting out, he would definitely have planted restrictions on the Nascent Soul and Jindan cultivators under Hu Lao Mo.

Hearing this answer, all the cultivators present breathed a sigh of relief. At least from this incident, it seemed that Senior Nie was a man who could clearly distinguish between gratitude and resentment, and was easy to get along with.

"Well, I, the old Taoist, will also return to the sect to report to the Grand Ancestor." After saying everything that needed to be said, Xuan Qingzi immediately turned into a stunning rainbow, broke through the air and left, leaving only these words behind.

Seeing this, the three Mu Kui monsters, Madam Mu, the four scattered immortals, Han Li and others had no intention of staying and fled in all directions.

The remaining cultivators here, after a noisy discussion, returned to their respective sects and caves.

As the many cultivators left, the news of the death of Mo Tuo Shan Hu, one of the great Jin's incarnation cultivators, spread throughout the great Jin's cultivation world at an incredible speed.

The world of immortal cultivation in Dajin was shaken!
Because the news was so shocking, it tended to spread overseas, to the Mulan Grassland, and to other remote places, and it became more and more popular.

Subsequently, Nie Zhaonan's reputation also intimidated the entire Dajin.

Whenever a cultivator mentioned his name, they would always respectfully address him as "Senior" or "Ancestor", and would not dare to show even the slightest disrespect in their words.

There were even people who respected Nie Zhaonan so much that they publicly mentioned his title of "the number one cultivator in the human world."

When people first heard this name, they did not take it seriously, and some even thought that the monk who said this name would not have a good ending.

But after a long time, neither the ten great sects of righteousness nor the ancestors of the Great Jin Dynasty in the God Transformation Stage reacted to this title at all, as if they had tacitly agreed to it.

The cultivators of Dajin finally reacted.

That Senior Nie is truly the number one cultivator in the human world.

From then on, whenever the monks talked about this earth-shaking senior master, they respected him even more.

The 'Hell of Fire', one of the seven forbidden areas of Dajin, is located in the southeast of Dajin and has existed since ancient times.

In this fiery land that is equivalent to half a state, apart from black and red, there are almost no other colors. Moreover, in the area that stretches for countless miles, there are countless volcanoes of various sizes.

Some are as high as ten thousand feet, and some are only more than a hundred feet, like hills.

Some of these volcanoes have red passes flashing with amazing flames, some are lifeless and have turned black, and some simply rumble non-stop, with lava gushing out and emitting hot steam.

On this day, at the edge of the Hellfire in a certain direction, a bright light flashed in the sky, and three beams of light streaked across the sky and flew into the Hellfire.

"Brother Nie, why did you come to this Inferno? Is there something you need here?" Looking at the thick black and red fire clouds that covered the Inferno below, a hint of curiosity flashed in Bing Feng's eyes.

At this time, three years had passed since Nie Zhaonan came out of seclusion.

As Nie Zhaonan and I spent more time together in Kunwu Mountain, our relationship became closer, and naturally, we addressed each other more intimately. "There is the Sun Essence Fire in this Hell of Fire, and this fire is one of the three true spirit fires in the human world. It is extremely rare and must not be missed." Nie Zhaonan smiled as he glanced at the thick volcanic ash on the ground near the volcano.

"The Sun's Essence Fire! I thought this fire didn't exist in the human world at all. I didn't expect it to be hidden in this Hell of Fire. No wonder it has survived until now. Even with my current level of cultivation, it is extremely difficult to capture the Sun's Essence Fire in the Hell of Fire. I'm afraid I can't help Brother Nie." Bing Feng Yurong was slightly surprised at first, and then she felt a little self-blame.

"It's okay. I have the Taiyin True Fire in my hand. This fire is also one of the three true spiritual fires in the human world. Moreover, it happens to be in harmony with the yin and yang of the Sun Essence Fire. Using it as bait, I'm not afraid that the Sun Essence Fire will not be tempted." Nie Zhaonan said preparedly.

"That's good." Bing Feng nodded with a relaxed look, and asked in detail:

"Brother Nie, have you found out where the Sun Essence Fire is hiding? If not, it will not be easy for the three of us to search the entire Fire Prison."

"Of course. Ordinary volcanoes would certainly look down upon spiritual flames like the Sun's Essence Fire. Only the true forbidden areas of the Fire Hell are suitable as its habitat." Nie Zhaonan chuckled.

Hearing this, Bingfeng nodded slightly.

The Hellfire is indeed a dangerous place where mortals cannot survive.

But in the true sense, 'one of the seven forbidden areas' does not refer to such a vast area on the ground.

Rather, it refers to a large mountainous area in the center of the Hellfire.

This entire mountain range is shrouded in thick red fog, stretching for thousands of miles, and no one knows how wide it is.

Only this piece of red fog is the real forbidden area. Few monks who enter it can even leave alive.

Therefore, in the vicinity of this red sea of ​​fog, you generally cannot see any cultivators at all.

"Ruyin, is the formation I asked you to prepare ready?" Nie Zhaonan looked at Xin Ruyin who was escaping in the green light and asked softly.

"My husband, you can rest assured about the matter of the formation. In order to imprison the sun's essence fire, I have specially refined the 'Shangyuan Cold Light Formation'. This formation is also a famous cold-attribute formation in ancient times. There is no problem in trapping the sun's essence fire for a while." Xin Ruyin blinked her eyes and said seriously.

"Well, just a moment or two. Such a long time is enough to capture the sun's essence fire." Nie Zhaonan nodded with relief.

The three of them were naturally moving at an incredibly fast speed. In the time it took them to speak, they had already arrived more than a hundred feet away from the fire fog.

After the light faded, their figures appeared one by one, and then they looked around at the same time, their eyes fell on the sea of ​​fog not far ahead.

This red fog was very different from the fog the three had seen before. Such a vast sea of ​​fog was surprisingly lifeless. No sound came from it, and there was no sign of shaking at all.

"This forbidden area is indeed very different from other places in the Hellfire." Xin Ruyin said with a little surprise.

"Rumor has it that there are precious treasures in the Forbidden Land of the Fire Prison, which is why this area is so different. However, for tens of thousands of years, countless cultivators have come here to search for it, but have found nothing." Bing Feng suddenly revealed this secret in a calm voice.

"Husband, what did you find out?" Xin Ruyin retracted her gaze and was about to ask Nie Zhaonan what specific actions to take next, but she saw that he was thoughtful with a hint of joy in his eyes.

"After coming here, the magic power in my body has fluctuated a little, as if there is something I need below." Nie Zhaonan slightly practiced his skills to suppress the fluctuation of magic power, but his eyes were always fixed on a certain place in the sea of ​​fog, looking towards deeper depths.

"Could it be that the treasure is really destined for Brother Nie?" Bing Feng was surprised when she realized that Nie Zhaonan had no reason to lie to her.

"It's not fate, it just happens that the technique I major in can sense some special things." Nie Zhaonan smiled. He could vaguely guess what was hidden in the forbidden land of the Fire Prison.

"So should we go treasure hunting, or should we capture the sun's fire as planned?" Xin Ruyin asked, undecided.

"The thing I sensed seems to be in the depths of the Hellfire and will not move. There is no need to rush to get it. And even if I want to get that thing, I have to dive into the lava thousands of feet deep, which is not only extremely difficult, but also will make a lot of noise, and it is even very likely to disturb the Sun's Essence Fire. It is better to deal with the matter of the Sun's Essence Fire first." Nie Zhaonan thought about it and decided without hesitation.

The two girls naturally obeyed and did not show any objection.

Nie Zhaonan put his hands behind his back and stared for a while with a faint expression. Then, a light bulb went off in his head and he shot out again, diving into the sea of ​​fog.

Bingfeng and Xin Ruyin, of course, followed closely beside him.

As soon as they entered the sea of ​​fog, the protective auras of the three people came into contact with the red fog, and there was a shocking explosion.

The various colors of spiritual light intertwined and flashed, the momentum was extremely shocking, and it was tending to become more and more intense.

Xin Ruyin was slightly startled and frowned. After flying hundreds of feet and finding a suitable position at the crater, she slapped the storage bag with one hand.

A red light flashed, and more than a dozen red rays shot out. After circling, more than a dozen crystal round beads appeared.

They were the size of a fist, each one glowing red and emitting a burning breath.

It was a set of fire-attributed magic array refined by Xin Ruyin. After using this magic array with properties matching this place to conceal the movements around, it would be possible to better hide the 'Shangyuan Cold Light Array'.

Xin Ruyin muttered something and pointed at the round beads with her jade finger.

These round beads spun around and then flew out. After pausing several dozen feet away, they remained suspended in the air.

A red light flashed, and beams of light burst out from the round bead, connecting together to form a sphere. Then there was another flash of rosy light, and a circular red light curtain covered the three of them.

At this moment, after the red mist touched the red light curtain, the original explosion sound also stopped abruptly. All of them were easily passed by the light curtain and bounced aside, as if there was no impact at all.

Seeing this scene, a look of satisfaction flashed across Xin Ruyin's eyes, and then she slapped the storage bag again.

A bright green light shone, and dozens of large and small flags and array plates shot out. After circling, they scattered in all directions and finally stayed in their respective positions without moving. They were vaguely arranged in the shape of a snowflake, but somewhat similar to the sun's beams. The formation looked extremely strange.

Xin Ruyin urged the magic formula again, and with a flash of spiritual light, all the flags and array plates disappeared, and the Shangyuan Cold Light Formation was suddenly set up.

(End of this chapter)