Lu Chen stayed in Qishi Mansion for a while, chatted with Zixia, Yaochi Saint, Yao Yuekong, Pang Bo and other acquaintances, and also witnessed the grand gathering of geniuses from the five regions.

This mysterious academy, opened once in a thousand years, cultivates geniuses from the five realms in order to select the best among them and embark on the path of the Starry Sky Emperor.

But Lu Chen knew how cruel the ancient road leading to the avenue was. It was truly stained with blood every step of the way. It could be said that it was made of countless corpses. The hundreds of talented people here could set foot on that road.

Very few.

Although he believes that his potential is as good as anyone's, he still has to reach an extremely high level before he dares to step into it.

"Young man, would you like to join the Qishi Mansion?" On this day, a deputy master of the Qishi Mansion sent an invitation to Lu Chen, hoping that he would join the academy.

"Thank you for your love, senior. This junior is used to freedom, so let's forget it!" Lu Chen thought about it for a moment, but shook his head and refused. Apart from the Starry Sky Emperor Road, there seemed to be nothing he wanted in Qishi Mansion.

As for that ancient road, when he is strong enough, he can naturally set foot on it.

"Forget it! Young people all have their own ideas." The deputy palace master did not force it, but just shook his head and sighed.

After a short stay in Qishi Mansion, Lu Chen is preparing to return to Donghuang. He is now in the realm of Immortal One, mainly cultivating his spiritual consciousness and honing it to become more powerful.

After entering the realm of Immortal II, you can use your powerful spiritual consciousness to continuously open your own treasures and release endless combat power.

And in a certain ancient place in the Eastern Wasteland, there is such a rare divine object that can greatly increase the power of spiritual consciousness.

Although Lu Chen has reached the third small step of the Immortal First Realm, he can cross the Eight Forbidden Realms, and can rival the powerful men of the Immortal Second Realm.

But compared to the top young monsters such as the Central Emperor Xiang Yufei, the Northern Emperor Wang Teng, and the Southern Demon Qi Lin, they are still a whole step behind, and they must speed up their pace.

"You want to go back to the Eastern Wasteland?" Zixia asked doubtfully in a beautiful fairy mountain shrouded in clouds and mist.

"That's what I need at this stage." Lu Chen said.

"Now that ancient royal families are born one after another, there will probably be continuous wars in the Eastern Wasteland, and there will be many dangers!" An imperceptible worry flashed through Zixia's eyes.

"When the world comes, there will be no peace anywhere!" Lu Chen's face showed a calm look, not afraid of the coming chaos.

"Then be careful!"

"Um!"

The distance between the two great regions of Zhongzhou and Eastern Wasteland is more than hundreds of millions of miles, and it is boundless. For most monks, it is difficult to cross.

Although Lu Chen had obtained the Black Emperor's secret book of Dao patterns and was quite accomplished in carving Dao patterns, he still had to prepare for the battle formation across the vast territory for half a month before returning to the Eastern Wasteland.

Then, he went directly to the destination of his trip—Falling Eagle Cliff, which is a famous dangerous place in the Northern Territory.

As the name suggests, even a flying eagle will fall when it lands on the cliff. This shows how steep and precipitous it is.

The cliff is ten thousand feet high, completely vertical, and is surrounded by a valley on all sides. It is bottomless and its entire body is dark red, as if it had been stained by blood.

Contemporary people don't know that this place is actually a battlefield in the ancient times, where countless ancient powerful men are buried.

Among them, hundreds of ancient ancestral kings who were equivalent to ancient saints fell, and even Dacheng Holy Spirits who were comparable to ancient emperors also fell in that ancient battlefield.

After Lu Chen arrived at Falling Eagle Cliff, he jumped in and descended very quickly. During this period, there were all kinds of fierce evil spirits surging, which showed that it was definitely not a good place.

As the position gets lower and lower, the area below becomes more and more vast. You can vaguely see the undulating mountains and the vast plains, so vast that they are boundless.

"The ancient emperor's methods are awe-inspiring!"

As far as Lu Chen knew, this ancient battlefield was filled with all kinds of regrets and anger because too many strong men died in the battle. Ghosts often cried and howled, and strange things happened one after another. It was like a ghost land on earth.

Later, an ancient emperor of a certain era grabbed this area from the earth with one hand, refined it and placed it under Falling Eagle Cliff, and it evolved into what it is today.

After Lu Chen reached the bottom of the cliff, he directly put on the sun armor obtained by the Gao family. This golden weapon of the king flowed with divine radiance, making him descend here like a god of war.

The place here was strange and extremely dangerous. He had to be careful. If he was attacked and killed by some ghost, it would be a real disaster.

Yuan Tian opened his divine eyes and walked slowly into the dim ancient purgatory. After walking for dozens of miles, Lu Chen came to a wilderness where black mist shrouded the place, making it very quiet and gloomy.

Pieces of tombs stand here, each one as high as a hill, and they don't look like human tombs at all.

In addition to tombs, there are also countless corpses scattered here. After millions of years, nature has turned into fossils.

Those who could be buried in tombs must have been strong men from the ancient times. Lu Chen dug several in succession, but unfortunately nothing was left inside.

Even if there are any treasures as burial objects, as long as they are not a treasure above the level of a legendary holy soldier, they will definitely be lost in the millions of years.

Three days later, Lu Chen used various sources of magic to finally find his destination, a place shrouded in black mist and exuding extreme coldness. Even wearing the armor of the Dacheng King, he still felt a chill.

The biting cold breath seems to be connected to the netherworld.

He activated the Sun Armor, and the power of the King's Divine Weapon blessed his body. His palms passed through the black mist that even the eye of the sky could not see through. The golden divine light flickered, the void was torn apart, and a strange space emerged.

After stepping inside, Lu Chen felt that the evil spirit here was even stronger, as if it was really connected to the Nine Netherworlds.

"Is this place leading to the underworld, or is it a world opened up by the Emperor of Hades?"

He knew that this was a place where Yin soldiers took advantage of the passage, but he didn't know exactly where it led.

Black land, gray haze, and the breath of death, Lu Chen carefully walked in this strange and gloomy place.

Suddenly, he smelled a wonderful medicinal fragrance, which was like elixir emitting, making people feel ecstatic.

"found it!"

He was very happy. He walked forward for several miles and saw a pool with a diameter of twenty feet. However, it was not a clear spring water, but a yellow liquid that was so oozing that it gushes out and was filled with the aura of death.

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"Yellow Spring!"

This is a netherworld that only appears in extremely gloomy places of death. Legend has it that it does not belong to the human world, and its origins are mysterious and strange.

"Wow!"

In the Yellow Spring Pond, there are slight ripples and water splashes. A black sacred grass takes root in the center. It is like an orchid carved from ink jade, exuding the magical Taoist charm. It grows more than one meter high and has a strong medicinal fragrance.

It emanates.

"Demi-magical medicine, Netherworld Divine Grass!"

Lu Chen's eyes flashed as he stared at the sacred grass, his face showing joy. This was a rare thing that could help him quickly condense his spiritual consciousness.

The Netherworld Divine Grass has half the effect of the Immortal Medicine, so it is called the Demi-God Medicine.

As far as Lu Chen knew, there were several plants of this divine grass growing in a Huangquan Lake in the Immortal Mountains in the restricted area of ​​life.

Four thousand years ago, three powerful men of the same generation were chased by Jiang Taixu and forced into the Immortal Mountain. They accidentally picked a Netherworld sacred grass, thinking it was the elixir of immortality, and ate it separately.

As a result, this magical herb had a huge negative effect, causing their bodies to rot and become like corpses.

But there is indeed an essence of immortality in it, which prevents the three people's bodies from completely decaying and always maintains a trace of vitality, extending their lifespans.

In addition, this kind of Netherworld Divine Grass has a huge effect, that is, it can condense the divine consciousness to an extremely powerful level.

Those three old monsters who looked like corpses had lived to be over five thousand years old with the help of magical herbs. When Jiang Taixu was resurrected, they relied on their terrifying consciousness to strangle him.

Naturally, Lu Chen would not directly take this magical herb with huge side effects, but he could remove the power of the herb that causes body corruption. However, in this way, the longevity essence in it would also dissipate, and it would no longer have the magical effect of prolonging life.

But he didn't care about the longevity essence in it at all, because he was still too far away from old age and didn't need to worry about lifespan at all.
Chapter completed!