Alert! The Dragon Lord has emerged from seclusion!

Ye Qingcheng checked her equipment: "How do we get in?"

Lin Chen extended his right hand, and the chaotic energy in his palm swirled, transforming into a hazy gray talisman.

"The chaotic energy can assimilate all laws, and restrictions are no exception." He pressed the talisman into the void. "Follow me closely."

The moment the talisman touched the space, a crack silently appeared on the dark surface of the Guixu Sea in front of it.

Within the crevice, bizarre and distorted scenes unfold: upside-down mountain peaks, waterfalls flowing in reverse, schools of fish walking, and whales soaring...

The three exchanged a glance and then jumped in.

The first level, the illusion of the sea—the moment you step into the crevice, the surroundings are no longer seawater, but an endless, colorful mist.

Light and shadow shifted in the mist, sometimes transforming into magnificent palaces where celestial maidens danced, and sometimes into a blood-soaked hell where evil spirits wailed…

Lin Chen saw the smiling faces of his seven masters in Kunlun Heavenly Prison.

Su Qingxue saw her grandfather Su Zhenbang's kind face, and Ye Qingcheng saw the Ye family's happy reunion dinner before the incident.

Everything is an illusion, yet it feels so real that it's within reach.

"Guard your mind."

Lin Chen's chaotic energy spread out, enveloping the three of them.

The mist touched the chaotic energy, melting like ice and snow, shattering illusions one after another.

But more and more mysteries are emerging, endless and unending.

Su Qingxue lightly swung her ice sword, and the Xuan Yin sword energy carved a frost path through the mist: "Illusions rely on water vapor and divine sense; freezing can break them."

Ye Qingcheng drew her Frost Soul Sword, its sword energy crisscrossing, causing the mist to condense into ice crystals that fell as it passed: "Too slow. This sea of ​​mist is boundless, how long will it freeze?"

Lin Chen closed his eyes to sense the surroundings, then opened them after a moment: "The Illusionary Sea has a central hub, located thirty miles to the southeast. Follow me."

His figure transformed into a stream of light, moving through the mist.

The chaotic energy sliced ​​through the illusion like a sharp blade, leaving behind a brief but real path in its wake.

Su Qingxue and Ye Qingcheng followed closely behind.

After an incense stick's time, the fog in front suddenly became so thick that it became almost tangible, transforming into a fog giant a hundred feet tall, wielding a giant axe and cleaving down!

"You're asking for it." Ye Qingcheng sneered.

The Frost Soul Sword transformed into an ice dragon that soared into the sky and collided with the Mist Giant.

boom!

The ice dragon tore the giant's chest apart, but after the giant shattered, it transformed into hundreds of small mist monsters, which swarmed towards it.

Su Qingxue formed hand seals, and icy blue light shone forth: "Mysterious Yin - Freezing a Thousand Miles!"

Absolute zero cold swept through, freezing all the fog monsters instantly, and then turning them into dust.

The mist dissipated, revealing the true form of the central hub—a seven-colored crystal suspended in mid-air, constantly emitting mesmerizing fluctuations.

Lin Chen raised his hand and grasped the crystal with his hand, the chaotic energy transforming into a giant palm.

"break."

The crystal shattered instantly, turning into countless points of light.

The surrounding mist quickly dissipated, revealing a second entrance—a swirling black vortex.

"Walk."

Second level: Netherworld Weak Water.

As soon as they stepped into the vortex, the three of them felt their bodies sink.

There is no water here, yet the pressure is greater than underwater.

A viscous black "river" flowed in the air; that was the Weak Water—so thin that even a goose feather could not float, and even immortals and gods could not cross it; one would sink upon touching it.

In the Weak Water River, countless pale arms stretched out, silently reaching for the three people.

Those are the souls of those who drowned in the Weak Water, never to be reborn.

"trouble."

Ye Qingcheng severed several hands, but more hands emerged from the river.

Su Qingxue tried to freeze the Weak Water, but found that the cold air was swallowed up as soon as it touched the Weak Water: "The Weak Water overcomes all five elements, and ice belongs to the water element, so it is ineffective."

Lin Chen unleashed his chaotic energy once more.

This time, the Weak Water was not assimilated; instead, it surged even more violently, as if it had been provoked.

The chaotic energy collided with the weak water, producing a piercing corrosive sound.

"The Weak Water is the most yin and turbid substance in the universe, even the chaotic energy cannot assimilate it instantly." Lin Chen frowned. "Forcing its way through will consume a huge amount of energy."

He looked into the depths of the Weak Water River, where a bridge of white bones could be vaguely seen.

"The bridge is the only way, but there must be someone to guard it," Su Qingxue said.

Sure enough, as the three approached the Bone Bridge, a figure slowly rose from the bridgehead.

It was an old man wearing a tattered official robe, with a pale face, empty eyes, and holding a thick Book of Life and Death in his hands.

"Judge of the Underworld," the old man spoke, his voice like sandpaper grinding stone, "to cross the Weak Water, one must pay a toll."

"What wealth?" Ye Qingcheng raised an eyebrow.

"One soul, one spirit, or—one source." The judge's empty eye sockets "looked" at the three. "All three of you have special constitutions. Leave behind one source, and you can cross the bridge."

"Dream on." Ye Qingcheng had already drawn her sword.

The judge calmly opened the Book of Life and Death: "Ye Qingcheng, of the Frosty Yin constitution, her lifespan was due to end three months ago when the Heart-Locking Curse took effect."

"You have defied fate and violated the laws of life and death."

He then looked at Su Qingxue: "Su Qingxue, with the Xuan Yin constitution, is destined to live a lonely life, bringing misfortune to relatives and friends. You are forcibly creating karma and disrupting your destiny."

Finally, he looked at Lin Chen: "Lin Chen, with the Nine Yang Burning Heaven Physique, you should have exploded and died, your soul scattered. You repeatedly defied fate, stealing the Seven Star Origin and fusing with the Chaos Seed... your crimes are unforgivable!"

On the Book of Death, the names of the three men lit up with a bloody light.

"Today, I, in accordance with the laws of Heaven, hereby take your three souls and cast them into the Weak Water, to be condemned to eternal damnation!"

The judge's pen fell!

An invisible force of law descended, and the three of them simultaneously felt their souls tremble violently, as if they were being forcibly ripped from their bodies!

"How dare a mere avatar of the Netherworld speak of the laws of Heaven?" Lin Chen coldly retorted, his nascent soul emerging from between his brows.

The three-inch-tall Nascent Soul figure, holding the Chaos Seed in its palm, gently blew on it towards the judge.

A wisp of chaotic energy drifted out, touching the Book of Life and Death in an instant—

laugh!

The bloodstains on the Book of Life and Death receded like the tide, and the three names returned to normal.

The judge's pen snapped with a "crack," and the judge himself screamed as his body began to disintegrate.

"Impossible... The Chaos Seed... could actually tamper with the Book of Life and Death..." The judge roared one last time before turning into a wisp of smoke and disappearing.

The Bone Bridge has returned to calm.

The three of them crossed the bridge.

The water beneath the bridge churned, yet dared not approach the bridge itself even a fraction of an inch.

The third, the fourth, the fifth...

Each layer of the Guixu restriction is more dangerous than the last.

The third level, the "Soul-Devouring Wind Domain," is an invisible wind that blows directly at the soul. Su Qingxue guards it with her Profound Yin Ice Heart, and the three of them work together to pass through it.

The fourth level, "Burning Body in a Sea of ​​Fire," is a raging inferno that consumes everything. Ye Qingcheng's Frosty Yin Sword Qi clears a path, and the clash between ice and fire allows her to overcome the ordeal.

The fifth level, "Zhenyue Thunder Pool," was filled with rolling thunder. Lin Chen used his chaotic energy to withstand it and forced his way through with the two women.

When the three of them stepped into the sixth level, they were all seriously injured.

Su Qingxue's left shoulder was slashed by the Soul-Devouring Wind, leaving a deep, bone-revealing wound. Her divine soul fluctuations at the wound site were disordered.

Ye Qingcheng's right arm was burned by the Burning Body Fire, and even the Frosty Yin Qi could not suppress the fire poison.

Lin Chen had consumed nearly half of his chaotic energy to resist the Zhenyue Thunder Pool, leaving him pale.

The sixth level is called "Mirror Prison".

There is no sky, no earth, only countless mirrors here.

The mirror reflected the three figures, but each reflection was making different movements and wearing different expressions—some were grinning, some were crying, some were going crazy, and some were in despair.