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Chapter 338 Fortune and Misfortune are Intertwined, the Thirteen Realms!

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Within the vast area, the eruption of evil power was visible to the naked eye, and as Ning Qingxuan continued to absorb it, it transformed into an even larger storm that swept in.

He opened his eyes in confusion, not understanding why such an accident could suddenly happen to Luo Fengshan.

Then, his face lit up with emotion as he was pleasantly surprised to discover that these evil forces were not only boundless and limitless, but also extremely ancient and pure.

It vaguely seemed like a gift from some residual will of the ghosts and gods of Luofeng Mountain.

"Thank you."

Without hesitation, Ning Qingxuan began to absorb the evil power with all his might. Through the transformation of the ghost and god cultivation method, it continuously became the source of his own divine power.

The mountain god mark on his forehead showed signs of transformation once again, progressing towards a more solid and majestic stage.

"Ok?"

The high priest frowned upon seeing this.

Once the triple seals are broken, the surging evil power will overwhelm even the most ordinary deities, causing them to lose their minds within a few breaths and their true forms to burst apart within half an incense stick's time.

Even though the mountain god who cultivated on Mount Luofeng was also a kind of fierce god, there was no reason for him to be unharmed. On the contrary, he accelerated his devouring of the evil power.

"The consequences of greed are very serious."

The high priest snorted lightly, without pondering the reasons in depth, and then opened the fourth, fifth, and sixth seals of Mount Luofeng with a flick of his fingers.

In an instant, the entire Luofeng Mountain was plunged into endless darkness, and not a single ray of light could be seen.

While recuperating in the cave, Yi Yourou naturally noticed the change: the burning campfire was starting to go out, and the light it emitted was compressed to less than three inches.

The storm intensified, and this terrifying, malevolent tide was the main reason why the Ghost Mountain area had become a desolate wasteland.

Even the Golden Crow God Clan dared not venture there lightly, fearing that they would be swallowed by the darkness.

However, Ning Qingxuan still did not experience any discomfort. It was as if he was swimming in a vast ocean, with every inch of his skin and every pore absorbing the power of evil spirits.

In just a short while, his appearance underwent a dramatic transformation.

Perhaps due to absorbing too much evil power, he became even more ferocious, with an extremely eerie face, and the Mountain God Seal was gradually shrouded in a layer of black light.

His black hair danced wildly in the hurricane, and his aura was constantly transforming into that of a great ferocious god. This was further enhanced by the Primordial God Path that Ning Qingxuan had already found. During the continuous cultivation process, the time was directly shortened by a thousand years!
Ominous fluctuations, a fierce aura, a cold and ruthless will, and darkness devouring light—all the characteristics of a great evil god—began to appear on Ning Qingxuan.

"What's the matter?"

The high priest was somewhat incredulous.

He had already broken six seals on Mount Luofeng in succession, and was just one step away from exposing the secrets of Mount Luofeng, yet he still couldn't break the young mountain god.

The opponent seemed to accept all the boundless evil power without hesitation, its entire body like a giant black hole capable of containing everything!

"If this continues, he will inevitably attract the attention of the Divine Demon Sect."

The high priest's face was extremely grim. This was already the limit of what he could do. If he continued to open the seal on Mount Luofeng, he would be exposed before the young mountain god could alert the disciples of the gods and demons.

He could only watch helplessly as Ning Qingxuan sat atop Mount Luofeng, recklessly transforming the power of evil spirits.

Time flies, and a month has passed in no time.

The turmoil surrounding Mount Luofeng during this period went unnoticed by any divine forces, as it was a forbidden place on the desolate continent, a place devoid of any signs of life.

It is not surprising that evil tides occur frequently.

Two months later, the mountain god mark on Ning Qingxuan's forehead finally completed its new transformation! "Truly, fortune and misfortune are intertwined."

He slowly opened his eyes, slightly surprised.

If it weren't for the fact that I had attacked the Golden Crow Divine Realm and offended the Golden Crow Divine Lord Shitian, forcing me to flee to this Ghost God Mountain Domain, it would have taken me at least five thousand years to reach the thirteenth realm on the Path of the Primordial God.

However, he only took three months!
Unable to see or perceive a certain dark place, the high priest's face turned ashen, yet he was helpless.

Fortunately, Ning Qingxuan finished his cultivation, and during this process, no disciples of the Divine Demon Sect came to check on him.

The remaining members of the Oni-shin lineage are currently safe.

"Get out of here quickly, you're getting off easy, kid."

The high priest sighed inwardly, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

The cultivation method of the demon god of Luofeng Mountain is extremely profound and mysterious. He belongs to the source of all evil and is an absolute super evil god in the ancient times of the Desolate Continent.

This unknown young mountain god was able to comprehend the cultivation methods of the ghosts and gods of Luofeng Mountain in a very short time and apply them perfectly. He also possessed extraordinary talent, which truly made him feel somewhat incredulous.

Unfortunately, mountain gods and ghosts do not belong to the same lineage. Even though it is an extremely inauspicious place, there are still some differences between them.

For a fleeting moment, he even felt a sense of disorientation, as if he could see the future of the Ghost God lineage.

"Hmm? What's he going to do?"

As the high priest thought this, he suddenly saw that Ning Qingxuan was still there and that his divine sense was penetrating deep into the depths of Luofeng Mountain. He was immediately terrified.

"It seems there's a whole new world hidden underground."

Ning Qingxuan paused, lost in thought, his divine sense circling ninety thousand miles underground.

Within the range of perception, there appeared to be no abnormality or signs of life, but this was due to the transformation achieved through the cultivation methods of the spirits and deities of Mount Luofeng.

He could vaguely sense an intense and boundless evil power.

This means that there may be another world 90,000 miles underground in Luofeng Mountain, which was created by humans.

Soon, Ning Qingxuan attempted to find the location of the magic gate in this world.

Through the enlightenment of primordial divinity, some traces were gradually discovered.

Seeing this, the high priest became extremely nervous, barely daring to breathe.

Countless years have passed, and the lineage of ghosts and gods has been hiding for a million years, then another million years. As a disciple and successor of the ghosts and gods of Luofeng Mountain, he has shouldered the mission of protecting the remaining lineage, and he has done an excellent job in it.

To date, no god or demon, including its disciples, has discovered the secret of the 90,000-mile underground of Mount Luofeng.

But now, his unease grew stronger. Ning Qingxuan gave him an unprecedented sense of urgency, as he might break the remnant of the Ghost God's veins and maintain the status quo.

"found it."

Ning Qingxuan gazed down ninety thousand miles into the ground, his divine sense finally settling on an inconspicuous red flower on a cliff wall in an empty cave. It was this red flower that emanated a strong evil power.

The saying "a flower is a world, a leaf is a Bodhi tree" is embodied here.

Faced with the inner world of the red flower, Ning Qingxuan hesitated.

(End of this chapter)