The Nether Sea, as an ancient forbidden zone for living beings, is where countless vengeful spirits sink, unable to find release.
For the vast majority of Cultivators, this is a Jedi, even for Heavenly Immortal and True Immortal level, it is a perilous Jedi. Only those who reach the Profound Immortal and Golden Immortal realms can explore it, but if they provoke a mysterious strong individual, they will die silently.
Legend has it that countless secrets are hidden within the Nether Sea. There are supreme strong individuals from various eras plotting within it, and ancient races lie dormant, awaiting their time.
This place involves too much to deduce Karma, making it an excellent place for the Gou Dao.
Similarly, many powerful individuals also make a trip to the Nether Sea, strengthening their True Spirits through Reincarnation, and growing themselves repeatedly through countless Reincarnation Incarnations.
As for the Disciples of major forces in the Upper Realm, even if they are practicing outside and are beaten to the point of Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, they can still preserve a wisp of True Spirit. Although they lose their memories, they inherit the Karma of their previous life and can undergo Reincarnation to once again embark on the Immortal Path.
For example, Li Taiqing was actually a Reincarnation where his Master preserved his True Spirit and combined it with a remnant Soul that had not completely dissipated. This made it easier for him to inherit the memories and talents of his previous life compared to just leaving a trace of True Spirit.
Han Xuanji recalled that when he had killed people before, he had always beaten them to the point of Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, but he had never completely scattered a person's True Spirit.
He himself had not left a True Spirit in the Sect.
"This is good too. Cultivation is best achieved in a single lifetime. If the True Spirit enters Reincarnation, is that person still himself?"
Han Xuanji didn't think too much about it. As a Gou Dao Golden Immortal, he believed he still had some life-saving methods and wouldn't die so easily.
However, Su Ming and Jiang Hao had not perished, so there was no need to consider Reincarnation for them.
One was missing, and the other had most of his Foundation destroyed again.
"Could it be the Demon Race again?"
Han Xuanji pondered.
The Demon Race indeed had many tricks. Although a group of spies had been cleared out, one could not let down their guard.
Han Xuanji's heart stirred slightly, and his Eyes of Destiny quietly operated. Lines of Karma emerged as he tried to deduce the clues behind this matter.
What the Celestial Secrets Branch could not do, he might not necessarily be unable to do.
He was now at the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm, and his Eyes of Destiny were beginning to reveal their true terrifying power.
With the power of the River of Destiny, he was capable of having deduction abilities comparable to a Great Luo Immortal King in a short period.
"To be able to obscure the Celestial Secrets to such an extent, it must be at least a Taiyi Golden Immortal... and hiding in the Nether Sea, it's hidden deep enough."
Han Xuanji thought to himself... In the Nether Sea, a place called Ghost Dragon Palace.
This was not a place with magnificent palaces, but a vast expanse of giant skeletons submerged in the Nether Sea.
Countless massive Dragon bones, like mountain ranges, intertwined and coiled, forming a sinister and eerie nest-like space.
Eerie green light drifted among the skeletons, and the air was filled with a dense Death Qi.
In the deepest part of the nest, on an altar built from Dragon bones, Su Ming was securely bound in mid-air, his limbs and torso pierced by dozens of chains entwined with Netherworld Qi.
These chains were not physical entities but were condensed from pure Nether Sea Death Qi, slowly writhing like living things, continuously drawing out the Immortal Essence and vital energy from his body.
His face was as pale as paper, dried blood stained the corners of his mouth, and his aura was weak.
Only his eyes were fixed on the terrifying figure in front of him.
Below the altar was a blood pool filled with churning dark red liquid.
Countless tormented and twisted Souls floated in the pool, emitting silent wails, transforming into the purest resentment, continuously pouring into the figure seated at the center of the pool.
The Nether Dragon Demon Lord.
He was an existence born from the remnants of an ancient True Dragon combined with endless Death Qi.
His body was massive, covered in broken Dragon scales, his head vaguely retained a Dragon shape, but his eyes were two swirling Netherworld vortexes, as if they could devour all light. Substantial black Devilish Qi swirled around him.
"Tsk tsk... As expected, it is a Physique that inherited the Chaos God and Demon, possessing the power of creation."
The Nether Dragon Demon Lord let out a hoarse, low voice, like bones rubbing, sending shivers down one's spine.
He extended a sharp claw and slowly brushed it over Su Ming's body from a distance.
"This Lord has been trapped in this Nether Sea for too long... So long that I've almost forgotten the taste of fresh life."
The Nether Dragon Demon Lord's voice carried a hint of intoxication and greed.
"Devouring your Origin Foundation and refining your God and Demon Physique will surely complete the missing parts of this Lord, break this Nether Sea curse, and return to the myriad heavens!"
He opened his gigantic mouth, and a terrifying suction force suddenly erupted.
Su Ming's body trembled violently, feeling his flesh and even his Soul being forcibly stripped away. The intense pain almost made him faint, but he still spoke fiercely:
"The Sect will avenge me... And Senior Brother Han, he won't let you off either."
"Haha, laughable."
The Nether Dragon Demon Lord sneered, increasing the intensity of his devouring.
"I don't care about your Sect or your damned Senior Brother Han. Once this Lord completely refines you, I'll send you to reunite with them!"
"Alas, I shouldn't have left the Sect so far."
Su Ming regretted in his heart.
Han Xuanji had warned him that with the aura of calamity clinging to him, he shouldn't stray too far from the Sect, or he would easily be ambushed.
He hadn't expected the prediction to come true.
When Jiang Hao's immortal bones were dug out by a mysterious strong individual that day, he had used a treasure bestowed by the Sect to try and escape with the other party, but he didn't expect to be brought to the Nether Sea by an Incarnation of the Nether Dragon Demon Lord. Fortunately, Jiang Hao was saved by someone.
If this continued, he would surely die, and he might even implicate the Sect and Senior Brother Han... Su Ming thought with unwillingness.
Just at this moment!
A wisp of starlight, without any warning, penetrated the endless Death Qi of the Nether Sea, like a piercing sword, accurately illuminating this sinister skeletal land.
The starlight was incompatible with the Nether Sea Death Qi. Wherever it passed, the churning Devilish Qi melted like ice and snow, emitting a "hissing" wail.
The Nether Dragon Demon Lord abruptly looked up, his two Netherworld vortex-like eyes suddenly constricted, staring in disbelief at the source of the starlight.
In the depths of this Nether Sea, a Law formed its own domain, isolating inside from outside. How could starlight directly descend?
Moreover, his Ghost Dragon Palace had also set up a Formation, making it difficult for ordinary Cultivators to discover this place, unless... unless a Great Luo-level existence had made a move.
Just as the starlight enveloped the area.
A figure slowly descended.
Su Ming struggled to lift his head. In his blurred vision, he saw a slender figure in a green robe slowly materializing from illusion to reality within the clear, cold pillar of starlight.
His robes gently fluttered in the clash between starlight and Death Qi, his face serene. Who else could it be but Han Xuanji?
This... Senior Brother Han?
How did Senior Brother Han get here?
It wasn't that Su Ming hadn't fantasized about someone saving him, but he hadn't expected Han Xuanji to come in person.
He knew Han Xuanji's temperament, and he hadn't expected him to come to such a dangerous place for him.
"Senior Brother Han?"
Many thoughts flashed through Su Ming's mind, and he subconsciously called out:
"Save me!"
...Han Xuanji realized that notifying the Sect would be completely too late, so he used the Star Transference Technique to arrive here.
It was his first time using it, but the effect was good, spanning an infinite distance.
[Nether Dragon Demon Lord: Taiyi Golden Immortal Seventh Stage. After an ancient Great Luo-level True Dragon fell, its bones drifted in the endless Nether Sea. On a certain day, a new Soul was born, naming itself the Nether Dragon Demon Lord. Guided by Duan Tianji, a Disciple of the Demon Master, it discovered Su Ming's special Physique and sought to devour his body to perfect itself.]
Late Stage Taiyi Golden Immortal, and its Origin is related to Great Luo.
Its strength is indeed considerable.