Perfect Double Agent

"boom!"

A great tremor shook the ground, and the sound waves echoed for miles. It was a large black bell, as if it were cast from a kind of black divine metal. Its entire body was covered with naturally formed patterns, radiating a power of calamity and filth. It was like a death knell from the depths of hell. As soon as it started to ring, an astonishing dark power spread.

Bai Ye glanced sideways, leaped backward, and stopped not far away.

"This is an ancient divine artifact we unearthed. It cannot be broken by anyone but a true god. Little devil, you are indeed strong, but there is still a limit!"

"Suppress and kill!"

The two activated the black bell simultaneously, and the sound waves materialized, accompanied by a deluge of runes that caused the entire area to tremble violently.

But at that very moment, Bai Ye also raised his hand, still a dragon claw. Unlike before, the five fingers of the dragon claw shone with silver light and sharpness, as if it had been combined with another magical technique.

"boom!"

A massive tremor resounded once more, accompanied by a surge of runes, as if a black storm had swept through the entire underground.

Those were shattered fragments of the bell, like knives, that came rolling in with the dragon's claws, making the two of them shudder and be incredulous.

"Pfft!"

A head was crushed, the bones were broken into four pieces, and even the divine fire inside was extinguished under that palm.

The other person quickly retaliated, unleashing the power of divine fire. A finger, as thick as a mountain, struck out, entirely formed of runes and accompanied by killing patterns, aimed at suppressing and killing.

However, that hand was too terrifying. It transformed from a claw into a fist, wrapped with silver patterns, and shattered the mountain before piercing through his chest with overwhelming force.

"I just wanted to see if the Underworld Clan had made any moves recently. Why are you running away?"

Bai Ye shattered the opponent's body with a flick of his arm, grabbed the terrified head with one hand, and began to examine it.

Chapter 156 The Underground World

The appearance of the immortal corpse stirs up the winds and clouds, and the inheritance of supreme treasures is thrown into chaos.

In this world, anything related to immortals, even the slightest breeze, can attract hordes of people.

Immortal gold, immortal techniques, immortal blood, immortal fire, immortal seeds, and immortal medicine—none of them are exceptions.

Now, after just one night of fermentation, the entire eastern part of Fufeng City is already overcrowded. Mercenaries and bandits are everywhere, and talents from all races shine like stars, each one causing a sensation as they pass by.

It was a huge rectangular valley, shaped like an ancient coffin, surrounded by four sacred mountains, radiating an astonishing aura of misty energy. Projected onto the sky, it was vast and expansive, ethereal and dreamlike, accompanied by clusters of ancient buildings, causing every living being who came there to secretly tremble with fear.

Originally, there were no projections in this area, but in recent days, due to the development by others, the Burial Valley of Immortals has gradually manifested.

"As expected of a descendant of the Immortal Palace, most people would never encounter such an opportunity." Many people sighed inwardly.

The world is full of strange and wonderful opportunities. The word "fate" can make people both excited and speechless. Some people can find treasures while walking, and some people can find ancient scriptures while digging for source crystals. However, some people search every day but never find one.

However, the successor of the Immortal Palace was extremely lucky to find the Burial Valley of Immortals. At the same time, he was also quite unlucky, as his location was exposed by someone. No one knew who was so kind as to share the good fortune.

The projection valley was silent, situated above a deep abyss, as if connecting to another world. There were no restrictions on those who entered, and whether they were divine fire or transformed spirits, they all jumped into the abyss.

The abyss was enormous, with a diameter of more than ten miles, like a bottomless maw that swallowed every person who entered.

This wasn't something that existed before; it only appeared in the last few days. Originally, there were array flags of the Immortal Palace's successors above, but they were forcibly broken through.

"boom!"

The sky trembled as a white tiger descended from the heavens, its four paws outstretched, stirring up wind and thunder, displaying unparalleled majesty.

Meanwhile, in another location, a Taotie appeared. It was so tall, like a mountain on the grassland, that it charged forward, causing the entire earth to shake violently.

These are two extremely terrifying beings, the White Tiger Clan and the Taotie Clan from the Ten Thousand Sacred Mountains. Their appearance caused a sensation from the moment they appeared.

"Young Master of the White Tiger Clan!"

"Descendants of the gluttonous!"

This was terrifying. Everyone quickly made way, not daring to obstruct them in the slightest. The former was born with the power of Geng metal, which was unparalleled in its attack power. The latter was said to be able to devour everything and was extremely brutal. Its ancestor was so ferocious in ancient times that he could roar and bring down the sun and moon, and swallow the sect leader alive. Wherever he went, blood flowed for tens of thousands of miles. Just mentioning that race made countless people shudder.

"They actually came too..." People were terrified.

But just as the two ferocious creatures sank into the abyss, a tremor suddenly came from the distant sky.

Two crimson clouds, surrounded by lightning, accompanied by the thunderous sound of hooves, echoed throughout the world like war drums, making everyone who heard them tremble, feel their blood rushing to their head, and feel as if they were about to explode.

Those were two crimson dragons. They rode the clouds and swooped down into the abyss. Their roars shook the heavens and the earth. Their aura was so intense that they seemed like two deities!

"Could it be..."

The creatures on the outskirts of the abyss were horrified as they watched the two crimson dragons shed their dragon bodies, transform into dragon steeds, and carry a man and a woman into the abyss. They couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"Shenya Academy!" someone exclaimed.

Shenya Academy is located in Huozhou, not far from Tianxian Academy. It is also a top-level Taoist lineage. Inside, it is said to have 100,000 ancient cliffs, which are said to be the enlightenment caves of true immortals from the previous era, and have left behind immortal techniques and a blood dragon pool.

Especially the Blood Dragon Pool, which is said to contain true dragon blood and can nurture the top-tier mount, the Crimson Dragon Steed, with dragon bloodline. However, the Divine Cliff Academy only has four or five of them, and just now two of them appeared directly.

"Could it be Zuo Xiaodi and Mu Zixiao?"

People speculated that they were two unparalleled geniuses from Huozhou, with astonishing talent. A prominent figure once said that they were on par with Feng Wu from Tianxian Academy, but for some reason, Feng Wu seemed not to have come.

But just as people were filled with fear, a rumble suddenly came from the distant earth, and then it split open. Immediately afterwards, a torrent of a hundred people, led by an old man, emerged from it.

Enveloped in black iron armor from head to toe, wielding a rusty halberd, their steps were precise, their eyes vacant, accompanied by a monstrous aura of death, like a procession of ghostly soldiers passing by, chilling and terrifying.

"The corpse soldiers of the underworld... Could it be that the Prince of the Underworld has encountered an invincible opponent within his own ranks, and has actually summoned these ghostly creatures!"

Those Yin soldiers were very strong, their physical bodies comparable to divine fire-level treasures. A group of a hundred of them, when combined, could completely suppress the First Generation and sweep across the region.

"Is it just my imagination...? I think I saw his back..."

In the crowd, a plain-looking girl in white whispered to herself. She frowned as she looked at the group of ghost soldiers about to enter the abyss, her gaze sweeping over a slightly thin ghost soldier in the last row.

But then she couldn't help but shake her head, feeling it didn't quite seem like it. These past few days, she seemed to be possessed, seeing everyone as that person, even more obsessed than the original body. She didn't know if it was due to the original body's memories or a psychological shadow cast by that person...

The abyss was silent and bottomless; it took more than a hundred miles to reach the bottom.

This is an underground complex located on the edge of a sacred mountain. It is extremely vast, containing ancient celestial palaces as well as dilapidated ruins, accompanied by rubble and bones. As soon as you descend, a sense of vicissitude washes over you.

"kill!"

It was a divine bird, so tiny, only the size of a fist, its whole body golden and dazzlingly bright. It seemed to have been lying in wait for a long time. It flew out from a celestial palace with unbelievable speed, heading straight for a figure in the distance, splattering blood on the ruins, and then carrying the corpse away.

It's not just humans who eat beasts; beasts also eat humans. Apart from a group of old corpses in the underworld, both humans and beasts are abandoned. Not only do they not eat them, but they also feel it's bad luck, and they all stay far away from them.

"Boom!"

The earth trembled violently, and endless mist surged out from the sacred mountain deep within, accompanied by the roars of tigers, as if the entire underground world was about to be overturned.

This underground world is too chaotic, with fighting and roaring everywhere. Some people are searching for fortune in the ancient palace, while others are carrying out ambushes, making every living being who comes here tremble with fear. The underground complex in front of us is just the outer perimeter; the real Burial Valley of Immortals is behind the mountain.

The old man from the underworld was in a hurry, leading his ghostly soldiers forward without lingering in this area, even though this underground world seemed to have many ancient sites to be excavated.

But he seemed to know more and wanted to go to the immortal mountain to meet up with the Underworld Prince.

Chapter 157 The Most Frustrating First Generation in History

The sacred mountain is ancient, vast and majestic. Its body seems to have been cut off by a sharp object, leaving behind only a huge blue stone Taoist temple and a dilapidated courtyard overgrown with weeds.

However, this very area contained over a thousand corpses, including powerful ferocious beasts, academy disciples, not to mention notorious thieves and rogue cultivators.

Centered on the courtyard, blood flowed freely, gradually converging into a small river that flowed towards a blue stone well in front of the courtyard. The scene was incredibly bizarre and shockingly terrifying.

The group of people stared intently at the black figure sitting cross-legged on the ancient well in front of the courtyard, their brows furrowed.

The other party was dressed in black iron armor, with a sword embryo still dripping blood lying across his knees. His pale and bloodless face had a terrifying gaze, like two demonic stars. As they slowly rotated, an aura of death permeated the air, causing the crowd in the distance to tremble.

This is a terrifying first-generation being known as the Child of the Underworld. He slaughtered many living beings in this area, using their blood to try and break the seal inside the well and take the items inside.

"Little Lord……"

The old man of the underworld arrived, leading a group of ghostly soldiers who stood behind the son of the underworld, causing the briefly silent mountaintop to stir again.

However, this area was already enveloped by the Heavenly God Killing Formation, allowing entry but not exit. Most of them had entered here by mistake and thus became trapped.

"That damned corpse, does he want to leave us all behind!" A creature exclaimed in shock and anger. It was a white tiger, only about ten feet long, but its snow-white fur was marked with several sword marks, and black blood was still flowing from it, as if it had been tainted by death.

There are many creatures here, not only the white tiger, but also a dragon, a direct descendant of the dragon clan. It stands with the white tiger, watching the figure above the well from afar.

Even further away, there were hundreds of figures, all of them prodigies, who seemed to have just escaped a calamity and were still unsettled.

“You are too ignorant; you have no idea what exists in this well!” Mingzi looked up and spoke slowly.

"What exactly is down in that well that made you bring the Heavenly God Killing Formation with you?" Someone exclaimed, their heart pounding.

"There are four immortal mountains, each with an ancient well, which is the supreme immortal well used by the Divine Medicine Palace to irrigate the medicinal fields." Mingzi seemed to have victory in his grasp. One hundred and eight sacred and peaceful halos rose from his pale and bloodless body, making him look like a primordial deity with astonishing aura.

"According to legend, the medicine field buried the body and transformed it into a supreme immortal field; the four mountains buried the limbs and transformed them into immortal springs for irrigation. This is the greatest secret of the Divine Medicine Palace and the root of the reason why their sacred medicines were so abundant back then."

"The medicine field buried the body... the four mountains buried the limbs... could it be the dead immortal?!" The group was horrified. Since the Underworld Prince had revealed such a secret, he must be confident that he could keep them all here.

"It's time... Let's get going. If we delay any longer, we might fall far behind them..."

Mingzi was indifferent. He slowly got up and stood on the ancient well, his hands behind his back, his posture arrogant and spirited, as if he could command the world at any moment.

Indeed, that was the case. With hundreds of Yin soldiers, an old servant in the late stage of Divine Fire, and the Heavenly God Killing Array in operation, even a True God, let alone these Venerables, would be unable to leave.

"Kill them!"

Mingzi raised his hand, pointing his sword at the assembled heroes. One hundred and eight halos around his body were as white as jade, incredibly holy. However, the killing intent emanating from him was unprecedented, like a raging storm, making everyone's hearts tighten.

The old servant of the underworld took the lead, his divine fire surging, and led hundreds of Yin soldiers to charge directly into the crowd, like wolves among sheep, instantly throwing this world into chaos.

"It'll be soon...not long..." Mingzi licked his lips, his eyes slightly excited, staring intently at the ancient well that was being irrigated with blood of various colors, his gaze falling on the Dao patterns inside that were constantly crumbling and dissolving.

But at that moment, he glanced around and saw a ghostly soldier standing motionless behind him, raising his right arm like a mindless fool.

"As expected, although these corpses are consumables, they ultimately lack intelligence."

For the people of the underworld, a corpse capable of developing intelligence and one that cannot are two completely different concepts. The former are high above, while the latter are no different from unintelligent livestock.

The ghostly soldiers stood silently behind him, their heads slightly tilted and their right arms slightly raised. Their faces, covered by iron armor and helmets, revealed no expression whatsoever.

But in the next instant, an incomparably terrifying aura suddenly appeared, like an ancient immortal descending, intimidating all living beings, leaving Mingzi's mind blank, and the one hundred and eight halos on his body shattered instantly, causing him to involuntarily kneel down.

He wanted to scream, he wanted to escape, but the dazzling and holy light instantly pierced through his head.

"You little devil... you son of a bitch, you actually tricked me..."

Mingzi was horrified and wanted to curse. He felt so aggrieved. He never imagined that he would end up like this.

You, a top-tier first-generation cultivator, not only managed to infiltrate my inner circle, but you also dared to plot against me!