Chapter 2242: Volume 11: True Immortal Descends to the World Chapter 2223 Underground Palace

A male and female demon holy ancestor immediately responded and stood up.

While the remaining Mahayana cultivators and their disciples, under the guidance of Bao Hua, continued forward toward the center of the Origin Seal.

Obviously, this Origin Seal contains an extremely powerful spatial restriction; even with the divine powers of these Mahayana ancestors, they could only fly slowly at low altitude with their disciples.

Of course, this is relative to their original normal escape speed; for ordinary mortals, the speed of this group is still astonishingly fast.

In less than half an hour, the group had flown over ten thousand li.

Suddenly, the ground ahead revealed an extraordinarily long canyon, from which thin purple mist flew out, rolling and surging straight into the clouds beyond the nine heavens.

What is even more strange is that these thin mists secretly emit a foul odor; upon smelling it, one feels dizzy and vision blurs, and the spiritual sense becomes unusually sluggish.

"This is..." After some Mahayana ancestors swept their spiritual sense over the purple mist, their faces changed slightly.

"Fellow Daoists, please be careful; do not let these things easily approach you. This mist is some evil energy leaking from the mother of the insect worms. It is this evil energy that has transformed all our holy realm insect worms into these." Bao Hua warned aloud.

Upon hearing this, the Mahayana ancestors felt a jolt in their hearts; some had their protective spiritual light instantly flare up, becoming several degrees thicker than before, while others simply produced one or two protective treasures.

But many Mahayana, overconfident in their divine abilities, remained expressionless.

When the group finally flew above the canyon and looked down, all the otherworldly ancestors involuntarily gasped in cold air.

Only to see within the rolling purple mist, the canyon bottom was unfathomably deep, and from time to time, vicious winds surged out from within; upon contact, one could not help but feel a chill on the skin, and indeed, it was piercingly cold to the bone.

"Is this the place of the ancient seal?" Han Li narrowed his eyes and muttered softly.

Not far away, Bao Hua heard this, smiled lightly, and turned her head to say:

"Daoist Han, the ancient seal is indeed located deep underground. In ancient times, our holy clan surrounded this seal, excavating the underground within a radius of ten thousand li completely, and built a vast underground palace, and additionally arranged layer upon layer of profound restrictions. The mother of the insect worms lies deep in the center of this underground palace. Because the ancient seal was partially controlled by the mother of the insect worms, we originally could not easily enter the underground palace. But now, these few days are precisely the period when the heavenly and earthly qi erupts in cycles, exactly when the ancient seal's power is unstable, so we can seize the opportunity to sneak in. Otherwise, under normal circumstances, even if we could rely on our divine powers to forcefully break in, we would certainly awaken that mother of the insect worms."

"That mother of the insect worms is really so alert! According to my knowledge, all powerful insect types, when they suffer qi damage and fall into sleep to recover strength, are extremely difficult to awaken. Unless one infiltrates extremely close and takes action threatening its life, this might be an exception." A nearby elder with triangular eyes, wearing a silver silk Dao robe, frowned and spoke.

"So it's Gu Dao Brother. No wonder you understand these vicious insect beasts so well. However, Daoist friend, do not forget that this mother of the insect worms is not an ordinary vicious insect; your some inferences applied to it may not be suitable." Bao Hua glanced at the triangular-eyed Mahayana elder and replied lightly.

"Hmph, I hope that is indeed the case." This Gu Dao person coldly snorted, seemingly not fully believing Bao Hua's words.

"If Daoist friend does not believe my words, you may as well go down and try it now." Bao Hua seemed not particularly fond of this Gu Dao person either; after her face darkened and she replied, she no longer paid attention to the other party. She simply gazed silently into the depths of the canyon, as if waiting for something.

Upon hearing this, the Gu Dao person's face changed, the triangular eyes flashed with a fierce light, yet he remained sullen and said nothing more, and of course would not recklessly rush into the depths of the canyon.

Han Li, seeing this, took considerable interest in observing this Gu Dao person with both eyes.

Knowing full well that Bao Hua is not an ordinary Mahayana, this Gu Dao person dared to speak to Bao Hua in such a tone, indicating he too must have considerable background.

"Daoist Han, Gu Dao person is extremely sharp-tongued, but his entire body of gu arts and divine powers, even I would find it troublesome to face. Daoist friend had better not get involved with him!" However, Bao Hua directly sent a mental transmission to Han Li.

Han Li's expression remained unchanged; he merely nodded slightly, without speaking.

The other Mahayana cultivators also floated in the canyon air, silently waiting.

Whether due to the influence of the purple mist or because of the underground seal's power, as soon as everyone's spiritual sense entered the canyon to a depth of a hundred zhang, it involuntarily scattered and could not detect any movement below.

Gazing at the dark canyon, some Mahayana ancestors also could not help but feel a hint of apprehension.

At this moment, Bao Hua's hand somehow held a silver-glittering formation plate, and she made a hand seal, continuously casting formulas upon it.

That silver formation plate in her palm flickered dark and bright, as if it had gained spirituality.

After a full meal's time, suddenly the silver formation plate emitted a buzzing sound, followed by a great flourish of silver light, from which countless silver runes surged out wildly and fluttered unpredictably.

"Now is the time, fellow Daoists, hurry in." Bao Hua's face lit with joy; after a soft shout, she single-handedly lifted the silver plate, transforming it into a cluster of pink light that shot into the depths of the canyon.

Seeing this, the other Mahayana ancestors did not dare delay; they also escaped with their light, one after another following in.

Han Li's body surface flickered with intermittent golden light, easily repelling the purple mist beyond a zhang, and he flew downward along with the others.

Somewhat unexpected!

This canyon was not as unfathomably deep as it appeared on the surface; after flying downward for about a thousand zhang, a soft white light appeared below.

After everyone's feet paused, they all stepped onto an unusually solid ground.

Han Li swept his gaze left and right, discovering this place was a vast plaza paved with lustrous white jade, covering over a hundred mu, and the ground, at intervals, was inlaid with fist-sized crystal beads, illuminating the area as brightly as daytime.

Yet around the plaza were seven or eight small paths, winding and twisting, leading who knows where.

Han Li's eyes flashed, and he raised his head to look once more toward the high sky.

Only to see in the high sky, purple mist slowly surged from all directions and rolled upward into the canyon's upper space; the surroundings of the plaza appeared somewhat dim and blurred.

"Alright. Since we have safely arrived here, it indicates that the vicious insect should still be sleeping. Now, according to the previously planned arrangement, let us begin the action. I will lead a group to first communicate with the spirit of the ancient seal. Daoist Tong Ya will take several fellow Daoists from the Crow Realm to the depths of the underground palace to try to contact the trapped fellow Daoists. The two fellow Daoists from the Night Realm, you shall first go to the deepest part of the underground palace, find the resting place of the mother of the insect worms, monitor its every move, but absolutely do not first disturb this insect. With the Night Realm's concealment secret arts, achieving this should not be difficult. The other fellow Daoists shall divide into several groups, go to several formation eyes of the underground palace to restore some key restrictions. Your actions must be careful, for these places may possibly have the true descendants of the mother of the insect worms guarding them. Otherwise, relying solely on this vicious insect alone, it would be impossible to control the ancient seal, even if only a small part of its power. And the true descendants of the mother of the insect worms are not comparable to those ordinary insect worms of the outside world; even for us Mahayana existences, they are extremely dangerous." After Bao Hua similarly glanced around a few times, she immediately began to solemnly give instructions one by one.

"Hehe, no problem."

"Old man, I'll take a step ahead first."

"Daoist Bao Hua, please take care as well."

The other Mahayana ancestors had no objections; they organized their teams and then left the plaza unhurriedly, one after another.

Han Li and the Crab Dao person, together with two other Mahayana cultivators, disappeared into a road near the plaza.

The other two Mahayana cultivators, one being Xie Lian this female, and the other being the otherworldly Mahayana cultivator "Lv Shi" whose entire body was enveloped in green qi.

The mission of these four people was the same as the others: to go to a certain formation eye of the underground palace to restore the restrictions.

Xie Lian walked ahead with a smile, playing with a jade slip in her hand.

Han Li and the Crab Dao person walked in the middle, while Lv Shi silently followed behind.

The four had no intention to speak, merely gliding just above the ground.

But their spiritual sense enveloped everything within a hundred zhang below; unless one's cultivation and divine powers far surpassed theirs, they could not escape their perception.

Han Li's face remained calm, but his eyes continuously scanned everything on both sides.

The road they walked on passed through a forest-like architectural complex of towers, one tower after another with four-cornered shapes, standing in rows on both sides of the road, and covering everywhere the eye could see.

These towers were ancient and simple in style, their surfaces covered with some simple ancient runes, giving a feeling of extraordinary vicissitudes and antiquity; obviously, they have existed for hundreds of thousands of years.

The tower forest was extraordinarily vast; Han Li and company flew for the duration of a cup of tea, yet still had not reached the end.

Suddenly, Han Li frowned, and his body paused as he stopped.

"What, Daoist Han, have you discovered something?" Bao Hua naturally sensed Han Li's abnormality, turned her head, and asked.

The Green Stone Ancestor also slowed his steps, looking at Han Li with a surprised expression.

"There seems to be something interesting over there, fellow Daoists—would you like to go take a look?" Han Li glanced toward the depths of the pagoda grove on one side and suddenly smiled as he spoke.

"Can your divine sense reach such a distant place?" The Evil Lotus swept his divine sense toward that direction as well, but found nothing, and his expression involuntarily shifted slightly.

"Since Fellow Daoist Han has said so, let us all go take a look together." After the Green Stone Ancestor swept his divine sense with no result, he also felt a sudden jolt in his heart and spoke slowly.

Needless to say, Han Li's divine sense is clearly far stronger than that of either him or the Evil Lotus.

Upon hearing this, Han Li smiled faintly, his figure flickered once, and he shot ahead first into the pagoda grove.

The Crab Daoist naturally followed closely behind with a blank expression.

After exchanging a glance, the Evil Lotus and the Green Stone Ancestor followed with a few degrees of solemnity. To be continued