Cultivation of Immortality: This is what unorthodox methods are like.

As soon as the incantation ended, Wang Quan's connection to the magical artifact left behind by the Purple-Clad Marquis weakened.

After a few breaths, I could no longer sense it.

This result left him both excited and helpless, as well as bewildered.

What's exciting is:

The promises made in historical fragments have been fulfilled in the present world.

What I feel helpless and bewildered is:

He clearly sensed the magic weapon, and could even sense that it was right under his feet.

However, it seems as if there is something between us, making it impossible to fully call upon or grasp it.

"Could that magical artifact be buried deep within the earth?"

"However, even if it's the deepest part of the earth, I will dig it out."

Thinking of this, Wang Quan opened his mouth and spat out a murderous aura.

This malevolent energy is one of the 720 types of malevolent energies associated with the earth's lungs: the dissolving malevolent energy.

This ability to dissolve malevolent energy is most adept at dissolving mountains, rocks, and the earth.

He had never tempered this malevolent aura.

It was only because he practiced a special Taoist scripture that he was blessed with a strange power, which caused the evil energy in his dantian to collide and generate.

Wang Quan hadn't paid attention to this malevolent energy before, but now, in order to dig something out, he was starting to take it seriously.

call!call!call!

One after another, streams of dissolving malevolent energy fell onto the earth, melting it and creating a hole more than ten feet in diameter.

A burst of malevolent energy swept down, melting the earth to a depth of several tens of feet.

The malevolent energy circulated, splashing out fine streams of malevolent energy from the rocks.

These rocks possess malevolent energy that can be used to create spells, magical artifacts, and even magical treasures, such as flying sand and rolling stones, rolling logs and thunderstones.

In the past, the king would definitely have collected them.

But at this moment, he didn't care about this bit of murderous aura at all.

His mind was filled with thoughts of magical artifacts.

"A powerful artifact forged from fragments of ancient history would be terrifyingly strong in this era."

"Although it can't compare to a powerful weapon like the [Sky Patrol Treasure]."

"But it can definitely reach the twelfth rank, or even higher."

"If I have a twelfth-tier magic weapon, it won't matter if I don't have the authority of the [Sky Patrol Magic Weapon]."

A twelfth-tier magic weapon is definitely a trump card for a cultivator of his level.

Now, nothing is more important than his search for magical treasures.

call!call!call!

Streams of dissolving malevolent energy shot out, and the tunnel continued to extend.

km.......

10,000 meters........

One million meters...

Initially, Wang Quan was very interested and looked forward to it.

But as time went on, he became numb.

He rode the No. 72 bus downhill amidst the smoke and dust, the purple palace of his legacy faintly visible behind his head.

Streaks of malevolent energy descended, continuously dissolving the earth.

Underground, black liquid, various strange minerals, evil energy, poisonous gas, and even abnormal creatures appeared.

However, all of this was erased, suppressed, and sealed away by the royal power using magic.

boom!

A vast sea of ​​lava appeared.

On the lava, all sorts of strange creatures roamed.

When they saw the king, they bared their teeth and brandished their claws, looking quite ferocious.

A ferocious tiger with wings on its back, spewing colorful flames from its seven orifices, approached him: "What kind of creature are you?"

Why do you only have two legs?

Royal power........

"I am a human being!"

"Oh, human, do you want to join our tribe?"

"You are not welcome here."

"Unless you can also breathe fire from all seven orifices, our tribe will not accept you."

Wang Quan's heart stirred, and he activated his magic. In the next instant, billowing flames spewed from his seven orifices.

The winged tiger shook its head and observed for a while, then chuckled and said, "Your fire, though inferior, is still passable."

"Now, on behalf of the Huo Huo Huo tribe, I welcome you to join us."

Wang Quan coughed: "Fellow Daoist, I am not here to join your tribe. I am here to find a lost treasure."

The winged tiger laughed: "If you join the Firefire Fire Tribe, we'll help you find treasures."

Royal power...

"No need, I found it myself faster than you all."

As he spoke, he chanted the incantation again.

The Taoist chants, melodious and graceful, transformed into strange flowers and plants that continued to fall downwards.

It is obvious that the magical artifact left behind by the Purple-Clad Marquis is still beneath the magma.

He continued sinking, the winged tiger following him: "Below is endless lava, there's no treasure at all."

Wang Quan laughed and said, "Yes!"

The winged tiger didn't believe him and continued to sink with him.

km.......

10,000 meters...

One million meters...

The golden lava disappeared, replaced by black lava.

The winged tiger stood at the boundary between gold and black, spitting out a series of fiery bubbles: "We can't go any further. If we continue down, we'll encounter danger."

Wang Quan's heart skipped a beat: "What danger?"

The winged tiger scratched its head: "I don't know either!"

"Our ancestors said that there is great terror below, and anyone who has set foot in the black lava area has never returned."

"Our tribe has ancestors who say that there might be ghosts and gods hiding down there."

Upon hearing this, Wang Quan chuckled and said, "Minor ghosts and spirits are nothing to fear."

The winged tiger continued, "And our ancestors said that this black magma was formed from the blood of the ancient Ghost Emperor."

"Stepping inside will result in being dissolved by the blood of the Ghost Emperor."

Before Wang Quangang could speak, the winged tiger continued, "The ancestors also said that this is the boundary between the first and second layers of the underworld."

"By passing through the black lava, you can enter the legendary second level of the underworld."

Wang Quan's heart skipped a beat: "Are you sure?"

The winged tiger shook its head: "I'm not sure!"

"I have never been inside the black lava in my life. I only heard about it from my ancestors."

Royal power........

"By the way, what does your magic weapon look like?"

"Can I take a look?"

"Our Huo Huo Huo tribe has lived amidst this lava for generations."

"We've unearthed a lot of good stuff."

Wang Quan visualized the tattered black umbrella he perceived.

The winged tiger curled its lip: "Our tribe doesn't collect this kind of junk that's full of holes."

Wang Quan inhaled a mouthful of lava, feeling a burning sensation in his lungs: "Well then, farewell!"

"I'm going to keep searching for my treasure."

The next moment, he stepped into the black lava.

The winged tiger spewed out a series of fiery bubbles and roared, "Man, if you don't die, come back and tell me the story of what happened in the black magma!"

Wang Quan nodded: "No problem!"

He dived down.

After descending tens of thousands of meters, the temperature here continued to rise.

He released his magical artifact, but it was melted by the high temperature.

The image of Yize Zifu appeared behind his head.

The Purple Mansion rotates, drawing in the surging heat waves around him and storing them. Through the many strange structures within the Purple Mansion, they eventually transform into various fiery gems or flow into the Sun Well.

After sinking another tens of thousands of meters, Wang Quan encountered some strange creatures.

These creatures are like flower fairies the size of a palm.

They have wings and look docile, cute, kind, and gentle.

As a result, when Wang Quan was chatting with them, these flower fairy-like creatures quietly released wisps of poisonous smoke.

The poisonous smoke, like a venomous snake, burrowed into his seven orifices and pores.

Royal power is used for defense.

As soon as the spell appeared, it was melted away by the black lava.

The many flower fairy-like creatures clapped their hands and laughed, "Down! Down! Down!"