Many children, many blessings: Stealing the offspring of powerful figures to cultivate immortality.

The black spirit boat traversed the clouds for three days and three nights.

The surrounding scenery changed dramatically as the distance increased.

The once clear blue sky has been completely replaced by thick, leaden-gray clouds.

Sunlight here is like a defunct legend.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of blood and the stench of decay that had never seen the light of day.

Outside the defensive formation of the spirit boat.

Every now and then, grotesque phantoms would crash into the barrier.

It let out a chilling, piercing roar.

"Ning'er, don't be afraid." Gu Qinghan held Jiang Yining tightly in his arms.

He continuously channeled pure Yang energy into Jiang Yining's body.

She was afraid that the cold, damp air around her would damage her already "fragile" meridians.

Jiang Yining leaned against him.

In fact, she was so comfortable she almost wanted to sigh.

The little flower bud in the dantian was extremely eager for this yin energy.

The surrounding ghostly spirits that were crashing into the formation.

At the moment of approaching the spirit boat.

It transforms into streams of pure energy.

Jiang Yining silently drained its core through the Myriad Spirits Divine Tree.

A wisp of cold energy was injected into the flower bud.

The flower buds seem to have grown a little bit.

She's like an invisible vacuum cleaner now.

It frantically absorbed the free energy from the outer edge of the ghost realm.

"The true entrance to the Ghost Realm, the River of Oblivion, is just ahead," Gu Qinghan said, pointing downwards.

Jiang Yining looked down through the glass window of the spirit boat.

Below, a seemingly endless black river stretched out.

The river water was as viscous as ink.

Countless pale human bones floated inside.

Both sides of the riverbank are covered with bright red spider lilies, as red as blood.

The red was glaringly bright, and eerily so.

The spirit boat has just descended.

Preparing to land on the banks of the River of Oblivion.

A sudden change has occurred!

The once calm, black river water suddenly began to churn violently as if boiling.

A black tornado formed from pure Yin energy rose from the ground.

It blocked the way directly in front of the spirit boat.

This force is extremely domineering.

Even a top-tier spirit ship forged from extraterrestrial meteorite iron.

Pulled by this whirlwind.

It also emitted a sickeningly metallic, distorted sound.

"Who goes there!" Gu Qinghan roared in fury.

He carried Jiang Yining and instantly teleported out of the disintegrating spirit boat.

His toes lightly touched the red spider lilies on the riverbank.

With lightning speed, she landed steadily on the riverbank covered with blooming spider lilies.

He held Jiang Yining protectively in his arms.

There was a loud "boom".

The priceless spirit ship was completely shredded into pieces by the black tornado.

Iron filings rained down from the sky.

Among those fallen wreckage.

A red figure slowly stepped down from mid-air.

It was a man wearing a scarlet, floor-length robe.

The man was tall and slender.

The robe was embroidered with a ferocious pattern of a hundred demons parading at night in gold thread.

He wore half a pale white Shura mask on his left cheek.

The mask is carved with the image of a demon with protruding fangs.

It reeks of a nauseating, bloody stench.

The right half of his face is exposed.

Yet it is breathtakingly beautiful, and its gender is indistinguishable.

It possesses a breathtakingly alluring quality.

The terrifying pressure of a semi-saint realm expert emanated from him with every step he took.

Like invisible mountains.

It pressed down hard on Gu Qinghan and Jiang Yining's shoulders.

Gu Qinghan's back hunched slightly.

He struggled against this oppressive force.

The surrounding air seemed to have been completely sucked out at that moment.

The spider lilies on the ground bowed down under this oppressive force.

"Dr. Gu, you've finally arrived."

The man's voice was extremely hoarse.

It exudes a gloomy and sickly feeling, as if it has never seen the sun for many years.

He stretched out his pale, bloodless fingers.

He gently stroked his Asura mask.

The fingertips rubbed together, producing a slight friction sound.

"I'm getting a little impatient waiting here on the banks of the River of Oblivion."

Yu Luofeng, the Lord of the Ghost Realm.

Gu Qinghan stepped forward.

He firmly shielded Jiang Yining behind him.

He unflinchingly unleashed the aura of the early stage of the Dao Inquiry Realm.

The Nine Nether Ice Flame formed a dark green wall of fire around his body.

A chilling aura lingered around the firewall.

They forcibly created a safe space amidst the oppressive aura of this semi-sacred realm.

"Yu Luofeng." Gu Qinghan's voice was as cold as ice.

His eyes were like icicles.

"I was invited to heal you, and you destroyed my spirit boat. Is this how the Ghost Realm treats its guests?"

Yu Luofeng chuckled softly.

The laughter was like the hooting of an owl in a graveyard.

It carried a chilling hint of mockery.

"Of course, we must treat the illness."

"As long as Physician Gu can cure my headache that keeps me up day and night."

"Nine Nether Soul Nourishing Grass, however much you want, I will give you."

Speaking of it.

Yu Luofeng's narrow right eye that was exposed.

Suddenly, she stared intently at Jiang Yining behind Gu Qinghan.

His lips curled upwards.

That instant.

A morbid fanaticism and greed erupted in Yu Luofeng's eyes.

Like a wild beast that has been starving for a thousand years.

Suddenly, I saw the most delicious flesh and blood in the world.

"However..." Yu Luofeng stuck out her bright red tongue.

He licked his dry lips.

His fingertips traced a strange arc in the air.

"Dr. Gu is here as soon as he arrives."

"Why have you brought me such an enticing gift?"

Yu Luofeng took a deep breath.

It was as if one were savoring some kind of exquisite fragrance in the air.

He closed his eyes in blissful ecstasy.

"What pure vitality!"

"This woman's blood contains a life force that even I find unsettling."

"Such exquisite flesh and blood, if used to refine my ghost bride..."

"It will absolutely become the most perfect masterpiece in the Canglan Realm."

Yu Luofeng slowly raised her hand.

His slender fingertips pointed towards Jiang Yining.

His lips curled into a cruel smile.

"This woman, keep her as my sacrifice."

As soon as those words were spoken...

The surrounding temperature instantly dropped to absolute freezing point.

Gu Qinghan's pupils suddenly contracted.

His fists were clenched.

The knuckles made a soft clicking sound.

His body instantly erupted with a violent aura.

The fury of having one's Achilles' heel touched.

This completely overwhelmed the rationality of this usually aloof and sage healer.

Jiang Yining leaned gently against Gu Qinghan's back.

She felt Gu Qinghan's muscles tense up instantly.

An extremely dangerous aura emanated from him.

"You're asking for it!"

Gu Qinghan roared angrily.

His voice was like thunder.

Filled with overwhelming killing intent.

His signature spotless white robe fluttered in the strong wind.

Like unfolded white wings.

He didn't waste any more words.

He pushed his hands forward forcefully.

The sky was filled with Netherworld Ice Flames, which transformed into hundreds of eerie green fire dragons.

It possesses a terrifying poison power that can freeze the soul.

Roaring, Yu Luofeng charged towards the sky.

A full-force attack from a Dao Inquiry Realm expert.

It instantly tore through the void.

The fragments of space crumbled inch by inch before him.

Even the waters of the River of Oblivion below were frozen solid by this extremely cold flame, forming thick layers of ice.

Yu Luofeng looked at the fire dragon rushing towards him.

Not only did they not try to dodge, but they also did not.

Instead, he burst into excited, maniacal laughter.

His laughter was sharp and piercing.

"Excellent! Excellent! Such pure yang energy!"

"Gu Qinghan, are you willing to fight me to the death for a woman from the lower realm?"

Yu Luofeng suddenly clasped her hands together.

The demon's fangs on his mask seemed even more prominent.

The power of the semi-saint realm erupted completely.

Countless pale hand bones emerged from the ground.

These hand bones are waving.

Thousands upon thousands of evil spirits let out deafening screams.

They charged straight at the fire dragon.

A clash between two powerful forces.

A devastating storm swept across the banks of the River of Oblivion.

The heavens and earth changed color.

The sun and moon have lost their light.

The waters of the River of Oblivion flowed upstream.

The red spider lily turned into dust.

Intense energy fluctuations permeated the air.

The aura of death and the power of masculinity eroded each other.