Chapter 113: The Mark of the Underworld, a False Alarm!

Chapter 113: The Mark of the Underworld, a False Alarm!

"The fifth level is not bad!"

Staring at the phantom of thunder and lightning, Su Ye was excited and wanted to find a 100,000-year-old soul beast to test its power.

As a divine martial art, Tiangang Divine Fist has a total of nine levels. The first six levels are just to increase oneself with the power of thunder and lightning.

Going up involves the mystery, which requires the understanding of the law of thunder and the temporary possession of the authority of the master of thunder.

In other words, the seventh level is already biased towards divine skills.

But the fifth level is also powerful.

Because of the attack power and speed increased by Tiangang Divine Fist, Su Ye's own strength is extremely terrifying…

Even if he does not use soul skills, he has the power to compete with Super Douluo by just using the fifth level of Tiangang Divine Fist.

"Using the martial soul true body, I can only barely fight against the Titled Douluo..."

"Level six, this has become a trump card!"

Su Ye smiled dumbly and couldn't help feeling a little anti-Tiangang.

A soul master without a martial soul, yet his strength is on par with Super Douluo?

There's nothing he can do about it.

The power of the fifth level of Tiangang Divine Fist is indeed much stronger than the barely exerted martial soul true body.

The Ice Dragon King Claw helped him the most in the previous battle with Snake Spear Douluo. The martial soul true body could not resist the attack of a Titled Douluo at all.

In the final analysis, the martial soul is still too fragile!

"The thunder attribute soul ring—this matter has been successfully handled!"

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Su Ye touched his chin and thought.

"What I lack now is the ice attribute soul ring, and the three inner pills of gold, wood, and earth."

"If there is an ultimate gold inner pill, the defense power of Yin and Yang Wuji Gong—tsk, it's beautiful to think about it."

"It's a pity that the energy required to condense the inner pill is too huge, and we have to find a 100,000-year-old soul beast."

Go to the Xingdou Great Forest to kill the Bear King?

The risk factor is too high. If you meet Emperor Tian, you probably can't even run away.

"First, get the ice attribute soul ring, and the two inner pills of wood and earth..."

"The gold inner pill—let's wait until the time is right!"

Su Ye had already made a plan in his mind.

On the side, Zi Fei was standing guard and didn't leave. Su Ye walked over with satisfaction.

After talking with her, Su Ye knew that the previous out-of-control incident was not the first time, and he now had a little more understanding.

If he really wanted to kill, there would be a force that would take him into a desolate land, and it seemed that only killing could break the situation.

Obviously, this should be a problem with Yin-Yang Wuji Gong. Su Ye guessed that it was related to the understanding of life and death. Yang was responsible for life, and Yin was responsible for death.

After all, when practicing Hunyuan Gong, the inner elixir would form a domain, which was also a problem of life and death—birth and destruction.

Su Ye's practice so far has been a route of pure force and energy. One force can defeat ten skills, and his own perception is lacking too much.

"It's not bad to find time to settle down."

"If you really become like Jiumozhi, it will be difficult to deal with if you go crazy."

Su Ye secretly kept this in mind. Too much is as bad as too little, and neither is good.

And with his current strength, there are not many people who can really kill him.

Thinking of the weirdness of the Death Canyon, Su Ye only had time to ask Zi Fei what was going on at this time.

However, she didn't know much about it.

Zi Fei said calmly, "Death Canyon was like this 100,000 years ago. Every year, the door would appear and take away the high-level undead."

"In all these years, no undead creatures have ever come back. The door came from the underworld. It is estimated that they use Death Canyon to keep the undead they need."

The underworld?

Su Ye was sure of this, but unfortunately, he knew very little about the underworld, and the original book did not describe it in detail.

"…Do you have anything else to say?"

Noticing the awkward look of Zi Fei, who was hesitant to speak, Su Ye's eyelids jumped, and he immediately felt something was wrong.

Seeing Su Ye's discovery, Zi Fei sighed quietly. The two of them would prosper together and suffer together, but the current situation was indeed not optimistic.

"Do you remember the soul bead you got before?"

Su Ye was stunned. "Soul bead?"

"Yes." Zi Fei pursed her pink lips lightly. Her body was graceful and calm, but her eyes were a little dim and resentful. Everything was very good, but Su Ye happened to touch the soul bead.

"The soul bead is a contracted item belonging to the underworld. Once it is obtained by a living thing, it will be branded with the underworld and cannot leave this Death Valley."

"After a year, the underworld will take you away like before. No one knows what they will do, so you…"

Boom!

Like a bolt from the blue, someone was instantly shocked.

Say it again?

He blinked in confusion. The next second, Su Ye looked surprisingly cold and ferocious.

"Are you kidding or serious?"

Unable to leave the Death Canyon?

What the hell—is this a joke!

Going to the underworld?

This is not kidnapping—what is this, a new type of labor fraud?

Alas, Zi Fei did not respond, but only lowered her eyebrows. Her eyes were helpless and sympathetic, and the meaning was self-evident.

"…"

When people are speechless, they are really speechless.

With his mental power surging, Su Ye scanned his whole body again, inside and out.

He did not find any problems with his body, but Su Ye found a clue on the extreme Yin inner pill.

The extreme Yin inner pill is like a dark sun, hidden behind his eyebrows. The Yin and Ming power on it is treacherous, giving people a gloomy and ominous feeling.

But no matter how this black fog changes, it seems to carry an ancient character.

The font is crooked like an earthworm, and it looks like the soul feels a little creepy. It is—Ming.

"Fuck!"

Su Ye's back teeth almost broke, and countless traditional Chinese greetings burst out in his heart.

He wanted to use lightning to break the mark, but it didn't work after trying.

The mark seemed to move consciously. Even if the inner elixir was destroyed, it would find another place to live. It was a dog-skin plaster that could not be shaken off.

Knowing the current situation, Su Ye's heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

Not to mention going to the underworld—he couldn't stand staying in the hell of Death Canyon for a year.

This is forcing people to death!!

Just right for precipitation?

Precipitation bullshit!!

If he wants to comprehend, can't he find a place to comprehend by himself? He has to be here??

Although the Death Canyon is filled with the dark air, and life and death is the norm—it is indeed suitable for comprehending life and death.

But forcing and taking the initiative are two different things!

With his eyes rolling, Su Ye suddenly asked, "If I leave the Death Canyon now, will I die?"

Hearing that Su Ye meant to leave and try, Zi Fei quickly told him everything she knew.

"Leaving Death Canyon does not mean death. Some soul beasts have left before, but they could not bear the scorching sun and were forced to flee back."

"Although the entire forest is tightly shrouded in black fog and the sun is invisible, it provides a good habitat for these mutant soul beasts. Otherwise, the Death Canyon would have been extinct long ago."

Su Ye's heart trembled, and he immediately grasped the key to the problem.

Soul beasts can go out, and the Yin and Ming Qi can resist the sun.

He has an extreme Yin inner pill in his body, which is completely higher than the level of ordinary soul beasts. It should not be a problem to resist the sun for a short time, and he can also absorb the power of the moon at night.

Naturally… he doesn't have to be trapped here!

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