Chapter 490

The dim underground world, isolated from heaven and earth, obscuring the sun and moon.

At the dome, spores emitting strange fluorescence, like stars in the sky, illuminated this mysterious space.

Inside the Hidden Immortal Nest, the Tomb of the Living Dead.

The hidden immortal in the nest, life and death in the tomb, is one of the most precious secret realms of heaven and earth.

"All things born in Jia, ending in Gui death... worthy of being one of the nine supreme alchemy methods of the Daoist sect."

Just at this moment, Song Song Shi Yun stroked the newly born skin on his chest, feeling the surging vitality of his heart beating in his body, and couldn't help but sigh.

"You are truly an anomaly; I know that in the world today, someone had long since refined this method, yet you actually came from behind, and among the same generation, you are one of only two to have refined it." Shen Baiyu looked at Luo Sen and couldn't help but say.

Even though he had awakened a Heaven-bestowed divine ability like 【Boundless Square Inch】, in front of a freak like Luo Sen, he still seemed ordinary.

"What is so strange? The nine methods are supreme, but at that time, I was not the only one who refined it." Luo Sen shook his head and whispered.

Speaking of anomalies, that man was even more anomalous; as early as twelve years ago, he had already achieved success in the God-Demon.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan's figure suddenly appeared in Luo Sen's mind; his expression was faint, yet he felt a sigh.

Old friends of the past, in the blink of an eye, have already become great enemies today.

As early as that day, when Zhang Fan stood at Li Yishan's side, Luo Sen had already severed the feelings of the past.

Once leisurely, it was like dust scattering and extinguishing.

"It's really hell; the nine methods are supreme, in one generation, to have one person refine one method is already rare since ancient times, what is happening now?" Song Song Shi Yun couldn't help but say.

Thinking of the demeanor of the God-Demon Holy Fetus just now, he couldn't help but feel a chill.

If it weren't for Shen Baiyu's 【Boundless Square Inch】, if it weren't for Luo Sen's 【Jia Birth Gui Death】, he would already be a dead man now.

"In the age of Dharma-ending, yet seeing the prosperity of all methods... perhaps this is the flash before the end, the last great age; from here on, it will be hard to see immortals and gods in the human world."

Luo Sen's gaze was faint; in this dim underground world, it radiated a different kind of brilliance.

"Perhaps, it is just like the beginning."

"The beginning?" Shen Baiyu asked, puzzled.

"Do you know why we are entering this Tomb of the Living Dead this time?" Luo Sen changed the subject and suddenly asked.

"The mission we received was only to assist you; we don't know the reason." Shen Baiyu said in a deep voice.

The high-ups of the Dao Alliance valued Luo Sen extremely highly, giving him great authority, and even experts from the Divine Ability Association were mobilized for him, left to his command.

"Eight Kings Carrying the Coffin." Luo Sen's lips parted slightly, spitting out four words.

Three Corpses Illuminating Destiny, God-Demon Holy Fetus, Jia Birth Gui Death, Great Fuli Earth, Vacuum Refining Form, Five Elements Wrong King, Heaven and Earth Seizing Luck, Ten Thousand Evils Calamity Phase.

Plus that ninth method that has never been born.

These are the nine supreme alchemy methods of the Daoist sect.

In those untraceable years, history became legend, legend became myth...

At that time, eight people had separately refined the eight methods among them, pushing them to the highest level.

This is the so-called "beginning."

"The beginning..."

Song Song Shi Yun and Shen Baiyu looked at each other, unable to help but be moved.

The eight great alchemy methods; being able to refine one of them is already rare; for practitioners of the eight methods to appear at the same time in the same era is simply unimaginable.

What kind of great age was that?

What kind of legend was that?

What kind of myth was that?

"Throughout history, only eight supreme existences have pushed these eight methods to the peak in the same era. They carried this coffin together, and what they buried was exactly..."

"The ninth method!?" Shen Baiyu exclaimed.

"Perhaps... perhaps not... Eight Kings Carrying the Coffin once fell here; no matter how much time has passed, there will always be clues left behind."

Luo Sen's eyes were as bright as stars, looking at that faint and mysterious Tomb of the Living Dead; this place seemed to be a world unto itself.

"The God-Demon Holy Fetus is also one of the eight methods; he is also a person with affinity."

"Let's see whose affinity is greater, and whose Dao practice is higher." Luo Sen sighed, turned, and walked away, merging into the chaotic darkness.

Song Song Shi Yun and Shen Baiyu looked at each other and followed.

At this time, in another part of the Tomb of the Living Dead.

The huge dome radiated a glazed luster, but it presented a crystallized texture; all kinds of strange fungi grew out of the cracks, standing tall.

"This is truly incredible."

Meng Qiwu looked up, looking at this dreamlike underground world before her eyes, as if she had truly arrived at the mysterious and unpredictable netherworld.

"This should be the crystallization formed by a meteorite hitting the mountain range..." An Wuyang sighed.

A treasure realm formed by the interaction of celestial stars and dragon veins; the hidden immortal in the Tomb of the Living Dead is truly wondrous to the extreme.

"Cultivating here, one can be tempered by the magnetic field of celestial meteorites, and also nourished by the Chang'an dragon vein... it is truly a blessed land and cave heaven hard to find in heaven and earth." Zhang Fan saw the value of this Tomb of the Living Dead.

This kind of place is even more mysterious and precious than the ten famous mountains of the Daoist sect, and even the various mountain and sea secret realms.

"No wonder Patriarch Chongyang was able to achieve the merit of complete truth here." An Wuyang whispered in a deep voice.

Patriarch Chongyang was the owner of this Tomb of the Living Dead.

That kind of existence must have proven the Dao of Pure Yang Limitless, crossed the changes of three and five, and was already of the rank of land immortals; naturally, he was different from people like them who stumbled in by accident, and the fortune and opportunity he obtained were also different.

"Hurry up, there is more than just us in this Tomb of the Living Dead now."

Just at this moment, Meng Qiwu urged: "The experts of Bai He Guan were actually able to get in, isn't it said that only..."

"Jia Birth Gui Death!?"

Zhang Fan's gaze narrowed into a line; Meng Qiwu was right, only by refining Jia Birth Gui Death can one find this Tomb of the Living Dead.

In this way, there is also an existence on the Bai He Guan side who has refined this method.

"Luo Sen, you really did come in too." Zhang Fan sighed.

Mentioning this childhood partner, Zhang Fan's heart was filled with mixed feelings.

Life is always moving toward different paths at different stages.

Now, they have long since walked different paths.

"The nine methods are supreme; in the end, only one person can refine them; for Ren Xiao, that Luo Sen is the calamity."

"For Luo Sen, Ren Xiao is the same."

An Wuyang suddenly whispered, his gaze falling on Zhang Fan intentionally or unintentionally.

"There are no two suns in the sky, and no two masters for the method!"

Zhang Fan's gaze lowered, silent, and he walked ahead quickly.

As they continued to go deeper, the rock walls on both sides were gradually replaced by jade-like crystals.