The Fate of Eternal Life

Chapter 191 Rushing into the Demon Well
Ning Qingyi gazed at the River Styx.

Among them were corpses, dressed in very ancient clothing of various races, each with a different appearance, appearing sinister and grotesque.

Ning Qingyi used his divine power to draw a stream of black water into his palm. The vast netherworld vapor continuously corroded his divine power, and a few drops even landed on his palm, emanating an immense, chilling, corrosive power that threatened to dissolve his physical body.

"The corrosive power is terrifying. If one's Golden Body Technique is not mastered to a certain extent, one cannot withstand this kind of damage."

Once Ning Qingyi made his judgment, he took out a Chaos Stone and carved it into a vessel on the spot. After a simple refinement, he collected a large amount of Netherworld Water.

He continued forward, traveling hundreds of miles, the aura of death growing heavier and heavier, making it feel as if he had entered the underworld, until finally he reached his destination.

This is an iceberg, its chilling aura penetrating to the bone. Within it lies a vast pile of frozen corpses. As the iceberg melts, it gradually converges into a Styx River, carrying away corpse after corpse from time to time, ultimately forming this terrifying demonic land.

Ning Qingyi observed carefully for a moment. The appearance of the cultivator in the ice was lifelike, and he was still fighting. It was obviously caused by being suddenly frozen. It was very likely that he was a master who used a forbidden secret technique to freeze the three thousand worlds in an instant, causing the cultivators of many races, including saints, to die at the same time!

"At least a quasi-Emperor level expert, perhaps even a Dao-attaining being!" Ning Qingyi pondered in his heart: "Could it be that someone attacked this Demon Well in the past, causing great chaos? Or was it that the creatures at that time still had consciousness and were unwilling to accept defeat, thus causing chaos!"

He soared over the iceberg, took to the air, and looked down from above, seeing the source of the River Styx.

In the center of the vast glacier, all that could be seen was pitch blackness and unfathomable depth, which turned out to be a deep pool.

Black steam rose in bursts, and occasionally corpses surged up. A terrifying power permeated the air, like a source of destruction, filled with a powerful aura of death.

Ning Qingyi's expression was solemn. Since his debut, he had courted death many times, but only when there was a sliver of hope or when the benefits outweighed all else would he commit such a heinous act.

This well of gods and demons is now a genuine relic of a Great Perfection Holy Spirit. The Dao Venerable's backup plan and the Holy Spirit are still entangled. Going in would mean a nine-out-of-ten chance of death, and the benefits involved are not yet great enough to tempt him so much...

Even with the phantom of the Gate of Immortality and the Lesser Destiny Technique, burning through one's entire lifespan wouldn't guarantee escape, unless protected by a soon-to-be-enlightened being or by a celestial artifact...

Yes, I have it. Never mind then!

Ning Qing sat cross-legged, gazing at the divine barrier in the distance. He continuously used the "Number" Secret, the "Forward" Secret, and the Heavenly Secret Technique to calculate. After three days and three nights, a sneaky figure finally caught up with him.

"There's such a place behind the door!" It was shocked and horrified!
After spending two days and two nights comprehending that supreme sword energy, seeing that Ning Qingyi had not yet summoned it, he hesitated for a long time before following in his footsteps and heading upwards along the River Styx. He originally thought that encountering a few corpses along the way would be enough, but unexpectedly, at the source, there was a frozen mountain of corpses!
"Come here," Ning Qing called out to it.

The nine-tailed crocodile dragon approached somewhat reluctantly. Seeing his indifferent appearance, it hesitated for a moment before deciding to try and ingratiate itself: "Master, where is this..."

Ning Qingyi didn't hide anything from him and said, "In the mythological era, the Daoist Master killed a Great Perfection Saint Spirit in his later years and wanted to refine a batch of peerless divine medicine, so he dismembered him and sealed him in the source of life. Time has passed, and I didn't expect that these treasure lands are all on the ancient road of the human race."

The Ancient Starry Sky Road was most likely completed by all the spirits of the world after the establishment of the Heavenly Court in the mythological era, allowing cultivators to worship the Emperor, who was revered by Heaven, Earth, Man, Ghosts, and Gods.

However, the Heavenly Court collapsed, and the ancient roads were occupied by various races, forming the strongest trials, but the end point was always in front of the Imperial Pass.

The nine-tailed crocodile dragon was taken aback, and as it suddenly realized what was happening, desire flickered in its eyes!

Who is Dao Zun?

They created the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir, which is said to be able to prolong the life of an emperor!
It's hard to imagine how miraculous the effects would be if such an existence used a Great Perfection Holy Spirit to refine a batch of divine medicine; it might even be comparable to an elixir of immortality.

The Nine-Tailed Crocodile Dragon pressed on, "My lord, has the Daoist master been successfully refined?"

“It failed.” Ning Qingyi stared at the deep pool and said, “Dao Zun’s lifespan was not long at that time. After his death, the will of the remnant body of the Great Perfection Holy Spirit began to cause trouble... I’m afraid these cultivators were ordered to suppress this place at that time, and the Holy Spirit Clan should have attacked it as well.”

Upon hearing this, the Nine-Tailed Crocodile Dragon deflated, but was still somewhat unwilling: "Dao Zun's methods are astonishing, with abilities that are unpredictable. If what the Lord said is true, after refining for a million years, there must be some benefits left behind." Ning Qing nodded: "The ancestral artifact of the Holy Spirit Clan is among them, and the remains of that Great Perfection Holy Spirit have probably also refined some divine liquid, so there will be benefits."

The nine-tailed crocodile dragon was overjoyed, but when it saw the terrifying scene in the deep pool, it immediately lost interest and showed a hint of melancholy.

If a million years of alchemy fails, it's hard to say what it will become. It might even brew a peerless Yin spirit, but preserving its life is more important.

"You keep watch for me." Ning Qingyi made a decision, threw out an ancient jade, and said solemnly, "That Holy Spirit has an accomplice, a demon fox. Things might change. When that happens, crush this thing."

The Nine-Tailed Crocodile Dragon was startled and looked at Ning Qingyi, saying, "Are you crazy? You're going to venture into such a dangerous place!"

"Time waits for no one, chaos is imminent! Even if we can't quell the unrest, we must at least have the ability to protect ourselves," Ning Qingyi said solemnly.

Upon hearing this, the Nine-Tailed Crocodile Dragon's expression turned rather solemn.

The creatures on the ancient starry road are different from those in other life-producing areas. Countless masters gather here, and naturally, there are many secrets associated with it.

In recent years, it has learned from many sources that a major upheaval is brewing.

“I understand.” It nodded solemnly.

Upon seeing this, Ning Qing didn't waste any words. A Golden Heart Lamp of Tribulation appeared on his right shoulder, with a great sun emerging from it, from which endless Yang energy emanated.

He led the nine-tailed crocodile dragon away a sufficient distance, then unleashed a sea of ​​fire into the deep pool.

"Boom!"

A deafening roar erupted, accompanied by violent fluctuations and the rising of runes. The deep pool resembled a palace of the Underworld Emperor, exuding an aura of death.

The ink waves surged back, and in the instant a large amount of water splashed up, the deep pool was evaporated. It was at this moment that Ning Qingyi saw the well.

On the edge of the well, ancient Taoist marks were carved, and it seemed as if an old Taoist was chanting scriptures there, but it vanished in a flash, leaving only ancient runes that seemed to seal something.

"What a magnificent destiny! All-powerful and unrestrained!"

Ning Qingyi used the Minor Destiny Technique, and the majestic Heavenly Song of Destiny resounded between heaven and earth. Its omnipotent power pushed aside everything, creating a brief loophole in the seal.

A series of eerie winds flew out, and terrifying resentment wreaked havoc, forming terrifying phantoms of gods and demons. There was also a strange phenomenon of blood raining down from the sky, which made even the Nine-Tailed Crocodile Dragon feel fear.

"brush!"

Amidst the dazzling divine light, Ning Qing charged forward, disappearing into the Divine Demon Burial Well just before it closed.

……

Beyond the heavens, deep within the starry sky.

A terrifying being's eyes flashed with divine light; it was actually a being at the peak of the Great Saint realm.
"I have a feeling something went wrong..."

(End of this chapter)