The vastness of the netherworld, forever a monotonous grey, various species and varieties of undead creatures engaged in never-ending battles, devoid of any signs of life.
In this place, there was no alternation of day and night, no sense of time passing, only deathly silence and bleak coldness. On the desolate earth under the grey sky, the undead creatures followed their ancient teachings, ceaselessly striving for greater territory. However, they were unaware of the reason for all of this.
Han Shuo followed the connection he had with the little skeleton, drifting like a ghost in the direction of the little skeleton. Since there was no concept of time, Han Shuo had no idea how long he had been in this world. As he made his way towards the little skeleton, Han Shuo encountered many different types of undead creatures.
Many of the undead creatures had extended their sharp claws towards Han Shuo in an attempt to swallow Han Shuo, who appeared to be weak. Faced with Han Shuo's Soul Tremor magic, the lower level undead creatures were usually destroyed by the magic that directly attacked the soul.
As for the higher-ranked undead creatures, Han Shuo's consciousness was able to sense their existence. Using his sensing ability, Han Shuo was able to determine the strength of these undead creatures and actively avoid the ancient undead creatures, detouring around their territories as he continued in the direction of the little skeleton.
After what seemed like a long time, Han Shuo could feel the distance between the little skeleton and him growing closer. Furthermore, with the connection between the two of them, he became aware that the little skeleton was currently rushing towards him. This made Han Shuo feel touched, touched that even without any orders, the little skeleton had travelled from afar just to find him out of concern for him.
In the netherworld, where the death qi was incomparably rich, Han Shuo, who was in the form of a wraith, constantly tempered his mental strength and tried to manipulate the death qi of this world with his demonic powers. Gradually, Han Shuo even discovered some insights.
Demonic magic was famous for its ability to live forever as long as its consciousness wasn't completely destroyed. In the separate demon realm, a cultivator's soul would become a consciousness that had many extraordinary uses. Even if a demonic practitioner's physical body was destroyed, as long as the consciousness was strong enough to attach itself to another physical body, the practitioner could use that new body to practice demonic magic again. They would only need to spend a hundred years to regain their former strength.
Being transported into this bizarre world, Han Shuo searched for a way to return to the Profound Continent, as well as using this strand of consciousness to find a way to increase his own power. Before he could find the method to return to the Profound Continent, Han Shuo first had to ensure that he could survive in this strange world.
Slowly, Han Shuo's existing consciousness had a strange reaction to the Death Qi. As Han Shuo continued to experiment, he was now fully capable of absorbing and manipulating the ubiquitous Death Qi in this world, so much so that he could even form weapons from the Death Qi to attack the undead creatures that had evil intentions.
At first, Han Shuo could only condense the death qi into arrows and control the arrows with his mind. This was only threatening to the low-level skeleton warriors and zombie warriors, and wasn't even comparable to the simple bone spear spell. As Han Shuo's consciousness gradually understood the use of Death Qi, he could now fully use his consciousness to condense formidable attacks as long as he had time. The power of these attacks could even surpass Han Shuo's Soul Tremor.
Over the course of a few days, Han Shuo's consciousness could gradually condense the Death Qi to create more clever uses. Han Shuo even experimented with a skeletal remains of excellent quality, condensing the Death Qi within the bones and forging a skeletal body for himself.
The pure white skeleton contained the death qi condensed by Han Shuo's consciousness. Under the ruthless suppression of Han Shuo's consciousness, the death qi became crystal-like patches hidden within the bones. However, the quality of an ordinary skeleton warrior's bones wasn't very good. When Han Shuo tried to condense more Death Qi into the bones, they couldn't withstand the Death Qi and exploded.
Using these sparkling jade-like skeletal remains, Han Shuo was able to intimidate many undead creatures that tried to attack him. Even some high-ranking evil knights retreated in fear when they saw Han Shuo's huge skeleton glowing with white light.
The evil knights clearly regarded Han Shuo's jade-like skeleton as a Skeleton King, the pinnacle of undead creatures. Skeleton kings, like bone dragons, were at the peak of the undead. A skeleton king's body contained an incomparable amount of death qi and possessed terrifying strength. Weak undead creatures were simply no match for him.
However, Han Shuo knew that using Death Qi alone to condense a skeletal body would definitely pale in comparison to the body of a Skeleton King, and would even be much weaker than the bones of a Bone Demon. However, Han Shuo was not discouraged and continued to silently delve into the use of his consciousness in this world while searching for a way to return to the Profound Continent. He also felt that the distance between the little skeleton and himself was getting closer and closer.
As Han Shuo passed through an overgrown valley filled with rich Death Qi, his consciousness suddenly detected a few formidable auras. These auras were abnormally chaotic and unstable, as if they were engaged in a huge battle. In the surrounding area, many low-ranked undead creatures from different factions were fighting each other.
Looking at the overgrown valley from afar, Han Shuo noticed clouds of dense blue qi within the rich death qi. This blue qi rose in spirals, slowly spreading out from the valley. Some of the low level undead creatures that were fighting were stretching their necks to absorb the blue gas clouds as if they were an exquisite feast.
In this desolate underworld, it was rare to see colours that weren't monochrome. In the time that Han Shuo had been in this world, this was the first time he had seen a blue colour exist. This made Han Shuo feel astonished as he looked at the magnificent battle. As he sensed the battle between the few auras within the valley, Han Shuo had some suspicions about the scene within.
While Han Shuo was puzzled, the dense blue qi had slowly spread to the area where Han Shuo was. The wisps of blue qi entered Han Shuo's consciousness, and the mental energy that had been consumed seemed to be replenished, slowly recovering.
Han Shuo was constantly surprised. Originally, he had only allowed the dense blue qi that touched him to seep into his body. However, when Han Shuo felt the benefits of the blue qi on the mental power of his consciousness, he immediately began to operate his consciousness, analysing the blue qi in the valley and using the power of his consciousness to slowly draw the blue qi towards him.
During this time, Han Shuo spent every day researching how to use the power of his consciousness to manipulate the rich Death Qi that was everywhere in this world. As for this blue qi, which was of a completely different nature, yet had the same characteristics as the qi in the underworld, Han Shuo very quickly found the trick to sucking in the blue qi.
As Han Shuo went all out to operate his consciousness, a large portion of the Death Qi that had spread out from the heart of the valley was subjected to the pull of Han Shuo's consciousness and slowly entered him. Han Shuo's originally depleted mental strength gradually recovered after absorbing the blue qi.
The many undead creatures around the valley were still engaged in a fierce battle. The grey earth was littered with broken bones and rotting flesh. Under the command of their respective masters, these low-ranked undead creatures fought ruthlessly with each other, but they didn't forget to greedily absorb the strands of dense blue qi drifting around.
With a moment's effort, Han Shuo used his consciousness to absorb large amounts of blue qi, restoring 80% of his mental strength. There was no more blue qi emanating from the heart of the valley, and the blue qi further away had either been absorbed by the numerous undead creatures or had vanished.
In the form of a pure white skeleton, Han Shuo stood in an area extremely far from the valley. After hesitating for a moment, he suddenly headed towards the heart of the valley. At the same time, Han Shuo could sense that the little skeleton was getting closer and closer.
From the cloud of dense blue qi that was pouring out, Han Shuo sensed that there must be a mysterious item in the heart of the valley. An item that could increase one's mental strength was rarely heard of on the Profound Continent. Han Shuo would never have thought that this strange, eternally desolate other world would actually have such an extraordinary item.
What made Han Shuo even more worried was that when Han Shuo absorbed the dense blue qi, there was actually a vaguely familiar feeling. Initially, Han Shuo didn't react to it, only when the dense blue qi stopped spreading from the valley did he stop absorbing it.
Apparently, when he was under the Cemetery of Death before, Han Shuo had absorbed some kind of special energy that had greatly increased his mental strength. The feeling he had when he absorbed this energy was similar to when he had absorbed the dense blue qi. However, before that, this energy was limitless, allowing Han Shuo to directly possess the mental strength of a Grand Magus. When he had just absorbed the dense blue qi, it was far from that energy, but it definitely had a similar aura.
"Who knows what item in the valley is capable of emitting such a mysterious blue qi!"
It was precisely this suspicion that made Han Shuo decide to go into the valley and investigate, even though he sensed a few undead creatures that could threaten his existence.
The jade-like white skeletal body was larger than normal skeleton warriors. Standing around 1.8 metres tall, it was currently heading towards the source of the battle. Along the way, many low-level skeleton warriors and zombie warriors immediately divided some of their forces to attack Han Shuo's condensed body when they noticed another enemy faction approaching.
Along the way, Han Shuo's consciousness began to manipulate Death Qi. As the skeleton warriors and zombie warriors crowded around him, a crescent-shaped greyish-white beam of light, purely condensed from Death Qi, suddenly shot out from the front of his large skeletal body.
The more than ten skeleton warriors and zombie warriors who had first crowded around were struck by the condensed beam of light, their fragile souls unable to withstand the power, collapsing and disintegrating one by one. With a wave of cracking sounds, the bones of the skeleton warriors fell apart, and the zombie warriors were also reduced to piles of rotting flesh.
A beam of light condensed from Death Qi flashed by, and more than ten skeleton warriors and zombie warriors collapsed. Another group of skeleton warriors and zombie warriors who were about to come over paused for a moment. Under the mighty power that Han Shuo had deliberately unleashed, they realised that this skeleton warrior was much larger, its bones more glittering and translucent, unlike their own bodies.
Many of these lowly undead creatures had never seen a skeleton king before. However, from the moment they were born, there was an imprint of this high-level undead creature on their soul. When they carefully examined Han Shuo's condensed body, they mistook Han Shuo for the Skeleton King, the pinnacle of all undead creatures.
A path suddenly appeared of its own accord. These undead creatures were still fighting with each other, but not a single undead creature dared to intercept Han Shuo, as if they ignored Han Shuo's existence.
However, Han Shuo knew that this was their instinctive reaction to high-ranking undead creatures. The voluntarily formed path led directly into the depths of the valley. These low level undead creatures knew that Han Shuo's destination was the depths of the valley. They expectedly provided a clear passage.
"Clang... clang..."
Han Shuo's mind controlled this condensed skeletal body, moving step by step towards the valley. The surrounding undead creatures were still fighting furiously, but not a single undead creature stood in Han Shuo's way.
In the centre of the valley, the few formidable undead creatures were still fighting each other. Han Shuo could sense their tremendous strength. As he entered deeper into the valley, Han Shuo gradually slowed his steps and began to cautiously assess the situation around him, preparing to leave immediately if the situation became unfavourable.
The surroundings were filled with even more undead creatures fighting incessantly. Since there were many hate warriors and a few evil knights mixed in with the undead creatures here, Han Shuo knew that he was already approaching his destination. Han Shuo deliberately adopted an unyielding stance as he passed through these higher level undead creatures and finally entered the heart of the valley. A clear, pitch-black spring immediately caught Han Shuo's eye, A sinister-looking plant floated on the spring. It had many sprawling branches, looking menacing yet diabolically beautiful, like a man-eating flower. Its branches and leaves looked like countless withered hands, supporting a cloud of blue smoke. Inside the blue smoke was an eyeball-sized teardrop, similar to a sapphire, which shot out a brilliant, bizarre light.
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