Chapter 504: Nether Mark

Hearing Hua Changxi's provocative words, the Bone Lady was slightly startled, then let out a string of silver-bell-like giggles as if she had heard some heaven-defying joke.

"Your tone is not small."

She leaned lazily in the sedan, scanning the surrounding Ghost Clan members who had lost their sanity nonchalantly: "Since you don't want to do it, this ground full of 'leftovers' will be collected by this seat."

As soon as the words fell, the Bone Lady slowly reached out a hand as pale as jade from the sedan.

That hand was extremely beautiful, but without a trace of blood, and the fingernails presented a strange, translucent bone color. The fingertips tapped the void lightly.

"Hu~"

An incomparably terrifying suction force erupted suddenly with the white sedan as the center!

Those Ghost Clan members who were paralyzed on the ground and lost their sanity floated up one after another.

They were like withered leaves rolled up by a violent wind, flying towards the white sedan involuntarily.

"No~"

A few Ghost Clan leaders who still had sanity had terror in their eyes, desperately trying to grab the rocks on the ground, their fingernails scratching sparks on the hard black rock, but they still couldn't resist that domineering suction force.

Hua Changxi stood in place, watching this scene expressionlessly, secretly vigilant in her heart. The ghost fire in the white bone lantern flickered, as if it also felt the terror of that power.

She saw those Ghost Clan members flying in mid-air, and when they approached within three feet of the white sedan, their bodies began to wither rapidly.

Their soul power, essence, and even ghost bodies were all forcibly stripped away at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into streams of black light, continuously pouring into the white-clothed woman's palm along the invisible suction force.

In just a few breaths, the dense ghost crowd in front of the Chongyuan Mouth disappeared without a trace, as if they had never existed.

This battlefield, which was originally filled with slaughter and plunder, instantly became deathly still, clean to an excessive degree.

The Bone Lady retracted her hand lazily, as if she had just done a trivial thing: "The taste is average, there are too many impurities."

She frowned in disgust, and her gaze fell back on Hua Changxi, the originally lazy eyes becoming playful: "You little ghost are very interesting."

Clearly the aura is weak, but she can control ghost fire and use a soul instrument refined from the throat bone of the Great Demon Ghost Chariot.

As her words fell, the surrounding air seemed to freeze, and an invisible pressure shrouded Hua Changxi.

Hua Changxi's expression didn't change, silently staring at the Bone Lady, only the ghost fire in the white bone lantern in her hand became more vigorous.

The Bone Lady stared at her, her fingertips tapping the sedan edge lightly, making a crisp "du-du" sound, as if deliberating.

The soul of this female ghost in front of her was too fragrant. After devouring it, her soul body would definitely grow stronger.

However...

The Bone Lady glanced at the male ghost opening the way in front of the sedan and the four ghosts carrying the sedan, sighed helplessly, and gave a light snort: "Forget it, this Lady won't bother with you today."

She leaned back lazily into the sedan: "Let's go."

As the words fell, the white sedan rose into the air again.

The path-opener and the sedan-carriers moved in unison, carrying the eerie white sedan towards the Chongyuan Mouth, without any hesitation, jumped, and disappeared into the churning black cloud sea like ghosts.

After a weightless fall, when their feet touched the ground, Chu Junyi and the other four and the white sedan landed safely in a darker territory.

The Bone Lady's lazy voice came from the sedan: "Don't rush to leave yet."

Chu Junyi heard this and turned to look at the white sedan: "Do you want to ambush the black-clothed female ghost from before?"

The sedan curtain didn't move, only a faint chuckle came, which was considered acquiescence.

Ye Jingzhou, who had been silently carrying the sedan, spoke at this moment, his voice steady: "I advise you to think twice. I secretly cast a hex just now, and the hex shows that if we confront that female ghost, I'm afraid we will suffer a big loss."

As soon as these words came out, the lazy smile on the Bone Lady's face instantly subsided, and even her sitting posture became upright, her tone carrying a hint of surprise: "Really?"

Regarding the skills of Chu Junyi and these five people, she had always been convinced.

If it weren't for this, she wouldn't have been willing to be held hostage by them and take them around in the Nine Nether.

Ye Jingzhou's tone was firm: "Although I am not proficient in divination, I can still peek at the basic good and bad luck."

After hearing this, the Bone Lady frowned, a trace of unwillingness flashing in her eyes: "What a pity..." Such a pure and sweet soul is rare in the Nine Nether!

Seeing this, Chu Junyi persuaded in a deep voice from the side: "The Nine Nether is not peaceful lately, you'd better provoke fewer powerhouses with unknown backgrounds. Don't forget, Lady Bian Hua's avatar was destroyed by a little ghost with no name."

These words were like a basin of cold water, completely extinguishing the flickering flame of ambition in Lady Bone's heart.

She sighed gloomily, her tone adding a bit of gravity: "The news that the Nine Nether Soul Realm is about to manifest has really brought out some monsters and demons."

After a moment, she leaned back into the sedan, restoring her previous laziness: "Forget it, let's continue on our way. The Chongyuan Mouth from the third layer to the fourth layer of the Nine Nether is not easy to find."

"You guys also be careful. Those who can set foot in the third layer of the Nine Nether territory are not ordinary people, don't let anyone discover your identities."

After the white sedan had been gone for a quarter of an hour, Hua Changxi's figure fell from the Chongyuan Mouth.

Once she landed, she released her divine sense, found no ambush, and then carried the white bone lantern again, quickly moving away from the Chongyuan Mouth.

The third layer of the Nine Nether territory gave people a feeling of being even more suffocating.

If the first layer was hazy grey darkness, and one could still distinguish the road ahead; the second layer was oppressive pitch-black, and one could borrow ghost fire for illumination; then this third layer was a piece of deathly eerie silence—even the darkness seemed to have weight, heavily wrapping every inch of perception.

There was no wind, but a bone-chilling coldness drifted over from all directions, like countless cold, thin needles, drilling into the skin through the pores and straight into the bone marrow.

The oil-green fire of the white bone lantern was compressed to only the size of a thumb here, the halo shrinking at her feet, barely illuminating a few feet of space.

Outside the light circle, it was not pure darkness, but countless huge shadows standing vaguely, some like animal bones magnified a hundred times, jagged and abrupt; some like the residual limbs left by ancient gods, distorted and strange.

What was most hair-raising was this silence.

No ghost crying, no wolf howling, no roar of slaughter, not even the sound of insects could be heard.

This kind of silence was like an invisible net, wrapping people in it, making even the heartbeat sound exceptionally clear, each one knocking on the tense nerves, making people panic for no reason.

A stinging pain came from the back of her right hand. Hua Changxi looked down and saw a black fish pattern appearing on the back of her hand. She immediately knew that due to the influence of the environment, the black flames on the Nascent Soul were flickering.

The black flames flickering meant that her mood had fluctuated, and it was a negative mood.

Hua Changxi recited the Heart-Clearing Mantra while relying on the vibration amplitude of the broken blade to carefully move forward in the darkness.

Not long after walking, there was movement in the mist ahead.

Hua Changxi stopped, held her breath, and stared fixedly ahead, her gaze piercing through that thin layer of ghost fire.

Soon, the mist slowly dissipated, and more than a dozen black figures walked out from the darkness.

They were burly, with knotted muscles, exuding a wild and fierce aura completely different from the Ghost Clan.

There was no trace of the Ghost Clan's gloominess in their eyes, but instead, they burned with naked ferocity and violence, as if ready to tear everything in front of them to pieces at any time.

What was most eye-catching was the black pattern carved on their foreheads.

That was not an ordinary totem, but a series of ferocious serrated cracks, just like a perfect piece of porcelain being hit hard by a heavy hammer, leaving a pattern in a state of wanting to break but not breaking.

The cracks exploded crazily from the center of the eyebrows to the hairline, exuding an extremely unstable and violent aura. Just by staring at it, one felt a palpitation.

Seeing the pattern on the foreheads of the people who came, Hua Changxi's eyes narrowed slightly, and Lady Chi Yan's memories quickly surfaced in her mind.

Those patterns were called Nether Marks.

In the Nine Nether, through the shape, color, and quantity of the Nether Marks, one can accurately distinguish the race and cultivation level of the comer.

At this moment, what Hua Changxi was facing was the most battle-loving race in the Nine Nether—the Demon Race!

The Nether Marks on the foreheads of these Demon Race members were clearly visible, and there were exactly four of them.

Four Nether Marks represented the Demon General realm.

In other words, these dozen or so figures were all Demon Generals! ===== CHAPTER 505 =====