Primordial Era: I, Huanglong, have refined all the heavens, and will not join the Chan Sect.

Chapter 62 The Summit of the Netherworld, the Legacy of the Ghost Mother

The mountain in front of them was entirely black, and its innate yin energy and innate death energy were hundreds of times more concentrated than the surrounding environment.

Even just standing at the foot of the mountain, Huang Long felt quite uncomfortable, as if his body was about to die. His body's instincts compelled him to flee this place.

What's even more serious is that as Huanglong uses the Immortal Green Wood Technique, this physical necrosis becomes increasingly severe.

The surrounding innate yin energy and innate death energy surged wildly into his body. If this continued, Huang Long would be seriously injured even if he didn't die.

But soon, Huang Long realized the reason and immediately stopped the Immortal Green Wood Technique.

Using the seeds of the Dao of the Undead and the Dao of Taiyin within Qingyun, one can communicate with the Dao of the Undead and the Dao of Taiyin, allowing the Dao essence of these two Daos to entwine around oneself.

"Just as I expected!"

Just as Huang Long had predicted, with these two Great Daos protecting him, the surrounding innate Yin Qi and innate death Qi calmed down and stopped surging into his body.

Clearly, this is the second hurdle set up by this opportunity.

Without mastering more than 20% of the Great Dao related to Yin and death, even if one can enter this great formation, it is impossible to climb this mountain.

Then, Huanglong began climbing the mountain, striding towards the summit.

The higher Huanglong climbed, the stranger his expression became.

Along the way, he didn't see a single ghost or monster, or even a single insect.

Apart from the ancient, weathered trees, the entire mountain was deathly silent.

Several months later, Huanglong arrived at the mountaintop and appeared in front of a dark palace.

Above the palace gate hangs a plaque made of yin wood, on which are written three large characters in innate Daoist script—

The Palace of the Underworld

Even though Huanglong had never seen this kind of writing before, he recognized the content written on it at first glance.

Moreover, this innate Dao script contains the true meaning of the Great Dao. Just one glance is enough to make Huanglong feel as if he has seen the Great Dao, causing him to fall into a state of enlightenment.

Ten years later, Huanglong reawakened, his eyes brimming with Daoist charm, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

Before even entering the Netherworld Palace, Huanglong had already made considerable gains.

In just ten short years of enlightenment, Huanglong transformed part of the Dao of the Dead into the Dao of Death.

In the future, as long as he goes into seclusion for a period of time, he will be able to transform the seed of the Dao of the Undead into nutrients, allowing the seed of the Dao of Death to grow.

The Path of Death is far superior to the Path of the Dead. Even if Huanglong only masters 20% of both, the Path of Death will bring him a tremendous boost.

Having gained so much from just a glance at the innate Daoist text at the entrance, Huanglong was filled with anticipation for the things inside the Netherworld Palace.

Squeak!

Just then, the gates of the Netherworld Palace seemed to sense something and opened automatically to both sides. Huang Long did not hesitate and immediately stepped inside, arriving at a long corridor.

Along both sides of this long corridor are numerous statues, each inscribed with mysterious Taoist texts.

These are all statues of ghosts and spirits. Some have bull heads and human bodies, some have horse heads and human bodies, some are dressed in white and hold soul-destroying clubs, and some are dressed in black and hold iron chains.

Each statue is different, standing like guards on both sides of the passageway, welcoming the master of this palace and defending against foreign enemies.

The deeper Huanglong went into the palace, the stronger the aura emanating from these statues became. Huanglong even saw a statue of a Hou.

This Hou looks exactly like the Hou that Huanglong saw in the Celestial Court.

"Could it be...?"

Combining the innate yin energy and innate death energy within this innate grand formation, along with the name of the palace and the statues on both sides of the corridor.

Huanglong had some guesses about the origin of this Netherworld Palace.

After walking for a while, Huanglong emerged from the corridor and a large lake appeared before him, composed of innate death energy and innate yin energy.

If any evil spirits or monsters live in this lake, their cultivation will surely advance by leaps and bounds, progressing by thousands of miles a day.

Numerous spiritual roots are planted along the lakeshore and at the bottom of the lake. These spiritual roots are all innate spiritual roots, and many of them are even top-grade innate spiritual roots.

At the same time, a spiritual object hidden in Huanglong's sleeve suddenly emitted a slight fluctuation.

However, Huanglong did not stop to harvest these spiritual roots. He knew that the real opportunity lay in the grand hall across the lake.

He then continued along a stone bridge across the lake, reached the opposite bank, opened the dark, ancient gate, and entered the main hall.

Three extraordinary items floated in the center of the hall.

A completely black canvas, covered with numerous mysterious runes and various kinds of ghostly beasts and monsters.

A millstone, half black and half white, from which primordial yin energy and primordial death energy flowed continuously; the white part radiated a strong vitality.

A piece of dark yellow stone can reveal one's past and present lives with just one glance.

For some unknown reason, these three spiritual objects were covered with cracks, as if they would shatter at any moment.

"The Nine Netherworlds and a Hundred Ghosts Diagram!"

"The Grinding Wheel of Life and Death!"

"The Stone of Three Lives!"

The moment Huanglong saw them, he felt a connection, and information about the three spiritual objects automatically surfaced in his mind.

Each and every one of them is a genuine, top-grade innate spiritual treasure. Moreover, the number of divine restrictions on these three spiritual treasures is incomparable to that of the Azure Wood Spirit Pearl and the Taiyin Cold Moon Diagram.

The Nine Netherworlds and a Hundred Ghosts Diagram, and forty-two divine restrictions.

The millstone of life and death, forty-six divine restrictions.

The Three Lives Stone contains forty-five divine restrictions.

Even if a top-grade innate spiritual treasure differs by only one divine restriction, its overall power is worlds apart.

"call--!"

Huang Long took a deep breath, suppressing his excitement, and followed the mysterious feeling to the side of the Nine Netherworld Hundred Ghosts Diagram, gently touching it with his finger.

next moment.

Huanglong was then dragged into the inner space of the Nine Netherworld Hundred Ghosts Map, a world composed entirely of black.

There was no up or down, no direction, no sense of the passage of time, only endless darkness and loneliness.

As Huanglong entered, a glimmer of light appeared in this dark world, transforming into an ancient and weathered female immortal.

She wore a long black dress, her features were exquisite, and her skin was fair, forming a striking contrast with the surrounding darkness, as if she were the most outstanding creation in the world.

Her body was permeated with extremely pure innate yin energy and innate death energy.

When she saw Huang Long's figure, she smiled and nodded.

"I am the Nine Netherworld Ghost Mother. Although I know this matter weighs heavily on your shoulders, time is of the essence, and I have no other choice."

"From now on, I'll leave the matter of the tunnel to you."

"I do not seek to return from the river of time, but only that the Way of Earth shall not be weaker than the Way of Heaven!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the Nine Netherworld Ghost Mother gently touched Huanglong's brow with her finger, and then disappeared without a trace as if she had never been there.

At this moment, Huanglong also broke free from the Nine Netherworld Hundred Ghosts Diagram, sat cross-legged on the ground, endured the excruciating pain in his head, suppressed the enlightenment, and first sorted out the memories in his mind.

(End of this chapter)