Chapter 456: Ghost Fire Well—Place of Punishment

With Hua Changxi's departure, the Hua family courtyard also fell into silence.

The Hua family members were all cultivators with keen hearing, so everyone in the Hua family heard the dispute between Hua Changxi and Third Brother Hua in the courtyard.

Hua Changxi's statement—not to build a "Hua Dynasty"—completely extinguished the ardent expectations of the Hua family members who followed the principle of "family first."

The whole Hua family, no one spoke.

But in everyone's heart, a silent storm was going on.

After Hua Changxi left the Xuan Yuan Mansion, she returned directly to Ling Guang Hall.

As soon as she returned, she began to send messages to the logistics manager Yun You, asking her to find a way to purchase materials for refining armor and weapons, and then notify Die Wu of the Wutong Forest, asking Die Wu to send the materials to Li Huo Cliff and hand them over to the artifact refiners for refining.

The demon race of the Ten Thousand Mountains, the sea demons of the sea area...

With more and more news of the demon race invading the human race, Hua Changxi suddenly realized that in addition to guarding Nanxiang City, the Zhu Que soldiers also shoulder the responsibility of defending the human race.

Moreover, the Zhu Que soldiers need training!

However, the current Zhu Que soldiers' logistics supply system has not yet been built, and armor and weapons have not been fully equipped, so it is not the time to go out for training.

Afterwards, Hua Changxi sent messages to managers of other departments, asking them to step up the training of the Zhu Que soldiers. After explaining, she did not stay for a moment, her figure flashed, and she had turned into a red shadow, galloping toward the mass grave in the southeast direction.

The reason she left the Hua family in such a hurry was that she had nothing to say to her family, and secondly, she perceived that the "Fire Axe" she condensed in the hinterland of the mass grave was vibrating.

Something happened to the mass grave!

Half an hour later, Hua Changxi appeared alone on the edge of the mass grave.

As soon as she arrived, her brows tightened.

The "Fire Axe" was vibrating, not because someone had broken into the mass grave, but because ghost Qi was leaking out from under the mass grave again.

Shou Wang was already dead, why was there still ghost Qi leaking out?

Hua Changxi's expression sank, she couldn't wait any longer, she had to explore the Ghost Fire Well tonight.

Immediately, she tapped the ground lightly, leaped into the hinterland of the mass grave, and appeared in front of the "Fire Axe."

At this moment, the "Fire Axe" was humming constantly, and the red flames on the axe body were obviously weakened because it was trying its best to suppress the ghost Qi that was about to burst out from below.

Hua Changxi injected spiritual power into the "Fire Axe," and after waiting for the "Fire Axe" to become brilliant again, she turned her attention to the underground.

The royal family had set up a concealment array here. Hua Changxi was not good at breaking arrays, so she gathered fire spiritual power in her palm, quickly condensed a new "Fire Axe," and then grabbed the "Fire Axe" and slashed down hard.

"Boom~"

The fire axe fell, and a spiritual shield rose.

Immediately after, with a "bang," the spiritual shield shattered, and the fragments turned into thousands of light spots and splashed away.

As soon as the array was broken, the hinterland of the mass grave revealed its true face—a deep rift valley spanning a thousand feet, filled with ghost Qi, making it impossible to see the full picture at all.

Hua Changxi stood on the edge of the rift valley, looking at the ghost Qi surging in the valley, her brows locked, her heart sinking like iron.

The rift valley was bottomless, and the ghost Qi was so thick that it almost condensed into substance, and even spiritual sense could not penetrate it like a mud cow entering the sea. She could only vaguely see that in the depths of the valley, there were several blood-red chains, slowly wriggling in the darkness, like living things entwining and tightening, as if suppressing something indescribable.

It's Jingsheng!

Hua Changxi's pupils shook, the blood-red chains were exactly the same as the bloodline chains of the underworld-eyed boy Jingsheng, and, in her opinion, those blood-colored chains also seemed to be preventing the ghost Qi from leaking out.

Jingsheng and the Ghost Fire Well must have some kind of connection!

The next moment, Hua Changxi took a deep breath, the fire light in her right palm flourished, like red clouds rolling, and then, ripples appeared in the void, and a fire lotus rose from her palm.

The fire lotus rose into the air and slowly sank into the rift valley.

Wherever it passed, the ghost Qi was like snow meeting boiling soup, dissipating and evaporating one after another.

Darkness was torn apart, and light surged in like a tide.

As the fire lotus sank continuously, the outline of the rift valley gradually became clear—the valley walls were rugged like bones, carved with many incantations that she couldn't understand.

And in the center of the valley floor, a huge white high platform stood—looking down from high altitude, it was clearly a white skull carved from a giant skeleton head!

At the same time, in the four corners of the southeast, northwest, and southwest of the skull, there were four Zhu Que stone carvings made of fire crystals.

At this moment, endless ghost Qi was surging out from the skull's mouth, and in the depths of the skull's two eye sockets, one could see eerie and terrifying green flames.

The fire lotus finally floated above the skull head.

The light flame was like a cover, directly weaving a red flame barrier above the skull head—the ghost Qi leaking from the skull's mouth was burned into nothingness before it could rise.

Hua Changxi landed gracefully and stood in front of the skull high platform.

In front of the high platform, a black mysterious stele three feet high stood quietly, the stele surface like a mirror, but it carried a chilling coldness.

A striking blood-red line of large characters was engraved on it, as if written with the blood of countless dead souls: "Better to suffer a thousand cuts than to enter the Ghost Fire Well—Nanxiang City Prison Division."

"Prison Division..."

Hua Changxi murmured in a low voice, suddenly having some realization. The Ghost Fire Well was likely a prison for imprisoning Zhu Que soldiers who had made mistakes. ===== CHAPTER 457 =====