Living as a Mortal: Grinding Experience Starting from the Underworld

Two or three hundred nautical miles away, dozens of flying fish, each about three zhang long, with a single horn on its head and four transparent wings on its back, flapped their wings up and down, piercing through the waves.

"Be careful with your formation! A level four demonic beast, the Four-Winged Spirit Netherfish, is coming!"

Zhang Guihe shouted loudly.

Zhang Feng also adopted a vigilant posture, with the prepared supplies already packed into his backpack and slung over his back, the Shadow Sword in his hand, and the Twin Beads placed on his inner chest.

Ugh~

A deep, long howl sounded like a bugle call urging a charge.

Dozens of leading level-four spirit fish chased each other, their single horns cutting through the waves as they raced towards Suihan Island.

Its speed increased, and its aura gradually strengthened, showing signs of breaking through to the fifth level of demonic beast.

This group of monsters is not simply a matter of gathering a beast tide and flowing upstream to Suihan Island to lay their eggs.

Instead, they are using this beast tide to break through their own levels!

oooo~

With a painful groan, and without anyone intervening, the fastest level four spirit fish suddenly exploded.

The flesh and blood instantly collapsed, spreading red.

The fourth-level spirit fish that followed suddenly opened its mouth and devoured the flesh and blood of the spirit fish.

Then, their auras surged, unleashing even greater speed as they advanced towards Suihan Island.

oooo~

With another low hum, another leading level-four spirit fish exploded, its flesh and blood being devoured by the other spirit fish.

The entire school of spirit fish burst forth with even greater speed once again.

"Something's wrong. In previous years, the leading Spirit Fish would only self-destruct to nourish the swarm when it was approaching Suihan Island and being ambushed!"

"Why did it self-destruct from such a distance this time?"

Zhang Guihe felt a sense of foreboding as he watched the rapidly approaching tide of Spirit Nether Fish Beasts.

oooo~

The mournful cries of the exploding spirit fish were like heavy drumbeats striking everyone's chests.

"This isn't right! We haven't even seen Suihan Island yet, why have these fish gone crazy?"

Hearing the mournful cries coming from afar, Feng Zhengxing couldn't help but send a telepathic message to inquire.

"Heh, what's the panic? It's just a group of level four demonic beasts sacrificing themselves to raise a level five demonic beast!"

"As long as Zhang Guihe and the others can withstand the initial onslaught, we can slowly whittle down these spirit fish using the island's protective formation!"

Feng Xianghan confidently transmitted his voice, saying that the people from the Reverse Star Alliance had already replied.

Now he can maneuver between the Star Palace and the Reverse Star Alliance, and withstand the beast tide. Naturally, the Star Palace stewards behind him will be dealt with.

The horde of demonic fish, known as the Spirit Nether Fish, rapidly approached Suihan Island, quickly reaching within a radius of tens of nautical miles.

Various demonic beasts closely followed behind the school of spirit fish, constantly devouring them; this was also part of the beast tide.

The Spirit Fish seemed to be a feast prepared for these demonic beasts.

Ugh~

A howl, even more desolate and far-reaching!

A figure spanning half of the Spirit Nether Fish demon beast horde suddenly leaped out of the sea and instantly rushed to the forefront of the horde.

A powerful surge of spiritual energy crashed towards Suihan Island, striking the island's protective array without hesitation and unleashing a tremendous spiritual echo.

"Pfft! A single horn, six wings! A level six demonic beast? How is that possible?"

Zhang Guihe spat out a mouthful of blood. The array set up by dozens of Foundation Establishment cultivators was affected by the spiritual energy wave, and the array was instantly broken. The aftershocks alone killed several people on the spot.

Zhang Feng supported his master and used his spiritual power to pull several old cultivators back. He was extremely uneasy, not knowing whether Wan Qing, a level six demon beast, would make a move.

He secretly vowed that this situation, where he had no power to entrust his life to others, must never happen again.

Eyes drifted to the rear of the beast horde, where a large patch of black shadow had appeared. The ghostly figures had caught up with the beast horde, and the ghostly mist was gradually rising.

No wonder the Spirit Fish beast horde accelerated so frantically!

Zhang Feng seemed to see a glimmer of hope. He pulled his master and the others out of the water and safely returned them to Suihan Island before heading towards the Black Sea.

"How is this possible? How could there be a level six demonic beast here in the inland sea?"

The moment Feng Xianghan and his son saw the monster, they immediately stopped maintaining the formation and turned to flee for their lives!

"How dare you! You abandon your position and flee!"

Deacon A casually struck, forcing the two to a halt. So what if they were level six demonic beasts? He could still annihilate them by leading his subordinates in coordination with the formation. Besides, the thing he most wanted to verify had not yet appeared.

"Deacon Wan, why aren't you making a move!"

Forced to stop, Feng Xianghan turned around and shouted, but no one appeared.

Only the sound of a Level 6 Spirit Nether Fish breaking through the formation could be heard.

These monsters only had eyes for Suihan Island.

It's as if heading straight to Suihan Island would guarantee safety.

Deacon A and Wan Qing, Star Palace and Reverse Star Alliance, are all waiting for Ghost Mist to appear so they can verify the records they have obtained.

As for the life and death of the cultivators on Suihan Island, and the safety of Suihan Island itself, they are not worth mentioning.

Zhang Feng also strongly desired the arrival of the ghost mist, preferably accompanied by a large amount of spiritual energy!

Ordinary spirit fish attract ordinary ghostly mist.

If it were a level six spirit fish, it might attract a massive eruption of ghostly mist, a rare occurrence of spiritual energy that happens only once every hundred years.

hum!

As Zhang Feng waited expectantly, a crack several hundred feet wide suddenly appeared in the sky.

A giant eye emerged from the crack, its enormous blue pupil scanning the entire sea before finally settling on the six-winged spirit fish.

The black ghostly mist spread out instantly, gradually engulfing the beast tide, while a violent hurricane crashed across the entire sea area.

Feeling the spiritual energy instantly stop circulating and his body sink, Zhang Feng felt a sense of relief and a smile appeared on his lips.

"It's true, the records are actually true. The Ghost Mist is a living thing, and the Spirit Fish is very likely its food."

Deacon A murmured, continuously activating the image-recording bead in his hand.

The ghostly mist stopped spreading as soon as it reached the shore of Suihan Island.

The six-winged spirit fish tried to swim up the river leading to the sea from Suihan Island using its physical strength, but it was pulled by a suction force and could not move at all. It was slowly swallowed by the ghost mist.

On Suihan Island, the Reverse Star Alliance did not show up, so Feng Xianghan and his son had no choice but to take advantage of Deacon Jia's momentary lapse in attention and flee towards the outside of the island in order to save their lives.

The two rushed to the shore, but suddenly lost their spiritual power. Their bodies were carried away by inertia and plunged headfirst into the sea.

The riverbank, near the river's estuary.

A red figure was hidden within the magic circle, holding a deep purple ball of lightning with an aura of destruction in her hand. The ghostly mist was too terrifying, and she had no chance to make a move.

Beside it, another recording bead documented everything in front of it.

From the appearance of the Spirit Fish attacking the protective array, to the appearance of the Ghost Mist, a giant eye suddenly appearing in the sky, to the explosion of a large amount of spiritual energy, and finally the Ghost Mist stopping in front of us.

"The connection between the ghostly mist and the Netherworld can be confirmed, the Zhang family records are true, and this image-recording bead is the best proof."

"And then there's that fierce wind that isolates and suppresses spiritual power."

Wan Qing kept muttering to himself, unable to contain his joy.

Thinking of Zhang Feng, who had ventured deep into the Ghost Mist, Wan Qing couldn't help but smile:

"Young friend Zhang Feng, you must get out of here alive!"

"At that time, the Netherworld Beast Crystal, the Dark Water, and the records of this Ghost Mist will be enough to secure the full support of the sect's patriarch for my Nascent Soul stage!"

……

Zhang Feng suddenly opened his eyes. His spiritual energy had vanished, leaving only the raw power of his physical body.

Roar!

Zhang Feng found the familiar roar of the Fire-Scaled Beast extremely pleasant to hear.

He has come again to the land of the dead.