Chapter 505: Negative Energy Field

The Nine Nether is the place where the turbid energy of heaven and earth gathers; it is also the Netherworld where all spirits return to silence and reincarnation after death.

Since the formation of the interface, two major races have been bred: one is the Nether Race that lives by relying on Netherworld energy, and the other is the Ghost Clan that refuses to enter reincarnation due to the obsession of dead souls.

Just as the human world has experienced the vicissitudes of change from the rampant Demon Race to the rise of the human race, the situation in the Nine Nether is also quite turbulent, and even more intense.

Among them, the most intense turbulence is the disintegration of the Nether Race.

Regarding the past of the Nether Race, even Lady Chi Yan's memories are vague. What she knows is just some information pieced together from various residual ancient books.

It is rumored that before the ancient times, the Nether Race gave birth to a stunning powerhouse named Luo Xiu, who was respected by the Nether Race as the "Nether Ancestor."

Since the beginning of the Four Spirit Realms, the order of "Nine Heavens above, human world in the middle, Nine Nether below" has been established. This is not only a distribution of positions in space, but also a division of status and resources.

The foundation and resources of a world are ultimately limited. The Nine Heavens and the human world are above the Nine Nether. Whether it is the Dao fruit containing the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, or the divine position that can hold the authority of one side, the quantity is far more than that of the Nine Nether.

This is not to mention that in the Four Spirit Realms, only the Four Continents can give birth to Emperor-level powerhouses, while the strongest in the Nine Nether can only stop at the God realm in their lifetime.

Luo Xiu cultivated into a Nether God and refined the World-Destroying Black Lotus. Not willing to be under the Nine Heavens and the human world, he tried to go against the sky and forcibly impact the Emperor realm.

Unexpectedly, this move attracted the wrath of Heaven, and a heaven-destroying catastrophe was lowered.

Luo Xiu eventually fell under the heavenly tribulation, and the Nether Race also disintegrated completely because of this catastrophe.

The Nether Race that once unified the Nine Nether split into five major main tribes: the Nether River tribe, the Blood Sea tribe, the Huang Quan tribe, the Demon tribe, and the Soul tribe, as well as countless scattered tribes that were constantly destroyed and constantly reunited.

Since then, there has been no Nether Race in the Nine Nether, and the pattern of the Nine Nether has been completely rewritten.

Hua Changxi read Lady Chi Yan's memories while vigilantly watching the Demon Race in front of her.

Compared to the three tribes of Nether River, Blood Sea, and Huang Quan, which were born and grew up with the Nine Nether and whose inheritance had never been broken, the fate of the Demon Race and the Soul Race was much more turbulent.

The Nine Nether is inherently a place of chaos and slaughter, even the most brave and good-fighting Demon Race has experienced a tragic near-extinction.

But even so, the Demon Race still kills wherever they go, just like now.

"Heh, now even cats and dogs dare to run in the third layer of the abyss."

"Stop talking nonsense, kill."

As soon as the words fell, two demon shadows had already carried a rich violent energy, like black lightning, and rushed towards Hua Changxi to kill her.

The moment the attack struck, Hua Changxi picked up the Ghost Chariot Soul Flute and held it to her lips.

The next moment, the clear flute sound broke through the air.

The invisible sound wave rippled open, and the first Demon General to attack suddenly paused, the ferocity in his eyes instantly replaced by confusion, and his movements stiffened in mid-air.

Hua Changxi took the opportunity to dodge the sharp claws of the other Demon General, and seeing that his eyes also began to become vacant, she exerted force with her fingertips, and the flute sound suddenly turned urgent, like a sharp blade cutting through the sky—the second layer of the "Soul-Absorbing Song," Soul Slashing, began.

It's just that she hadn't mastered this song, so it was a bit stagnant, and the two Demon Generals were forcibly fixed, but they were not shattered as expected.

"Heh, I thought it was a little ghost, but I didn't expect it to be a tough nut to crack!"

"Together!"

The remaining Demon Race members saw this, their eyes glowing with ferocity, roaring and hacking with knives, and the demon energy intertwined into a net, surrounding Hua Changxi.

Hua Changxi's expression was serious, her figure quickly spinning like a phantom to avoid it, the flute sound never stopped, and while shuttling among the Demon Race, she pushed the melody to be more and more high-pitched and urgent.

The shrill sound wave, like ten thousand ghost claws coming out together, penetrated the protective demon energy of the Demon Race and pierced straight into the spirit.

After a period of time, the Demon Generals began to hold their heads and roar, their sharp blades fell, and they fell to the ground and rolled, the ferocity in their eyes replaced by fear.

Hua Changxi's forehead was already covered with sweat, and her fingertips were pale from exertion, but she didn't dare to stop at all, continuing to play tirelessly.

The flute sound was like a maggot on a tarsal bone, entangled firmly with the souls of those Demon Race members.

"Boom~"

An explosion sounded suddenly.

A Demon General suddenly split into pieces, the demon body exploded, turning into a sky full of black fog.

"Done!"

Hua Changxi's eyes lit up, the third layer of the "Soul-Absorbing Song"—Soul Scattering!

Immediately after, the remaining Demon Generals also let out shrill screams one after another, their bodies as if torn by invisible power, and they split into pieces one after another.

After solving all the Demon Generals, Hua Changxi moved away from the battlefield at the fastest speed. While speeding, she took out the Night-Glowing Cup and quickly absorbed the Soul River water to replenish the consumed soul power.

She had just disappeared into the darkness when countless auras gathered from all directions.

By the time there was no sound in the surroundings, and even the wind seemed to freeze, Hua Changxi stopped slowly.

She lowered her head, her gaze falling on the black fish pattern on the back of her right hand.

After killing those dozen or so Demon Race members, the color of the black fish pattern became deeper—the desire to kill was being magnified!

She clearly perceived that an uncontrollable urge to kill was growing wildly in her heart like wild grass.

Hua Changxi used her left hand to rub the back of her right hand hard, trying to suppress the severe stinging pain on the back of her hand, while looking gloomily at the endless darkness that triggered the black broken blade to vibrate crazily.

The Nine Nether is a negative energy field. Being in it, even if you do nothing, you will be hooked by negative emotions. Once you start slaughtering, you will be carried away, leading people to sink and tempting people to fall deep.

The Nine Nether is not a place for humans!

Hua Changxi felt that she should come to the Nine Nether less in the future. The human world is big enough for her to practice.

Along the way, for the Nine Nether tribes she encountered, as long as they didn't provoke her, she didn't pay attention to them. However, once she perceived that the other party had hostility, she immediately picked up the soul flute and began to play the "Soul-Absorbing Song."

By the time she arrived at the Chongyuan Mouth from the third layer of the Nine Nether to the fourth layer, the first layer—Soul Bewitchment, and the second layer—Soul Slashing, of the "Soul-Absorbing Song" had been practiced very proficiently.

As for the third layer—Soul Scattering, in order to control the desire to kill in her heart, she didn't play it.

The surroundings of the third Chongyuan Mouth were very quiet, no one was occupying it to collect tolls, and very few people passed by.

In the second layer of the Nine Nether territory, one could still see the chaotic battles of low-level tribes, but in the third layer, this phenomenon almost disappeared, and there were only small-scale absolute killing battles.

Hua Changxi looked around, and after finding no abnormality, she jumped into the Chongyuan Mouth.

"Hu~"

This time falling, in addition to the intense weightlessness, there was also a bone-scraping cold wind.

After landing, Hua Changxi took a breath and immediately held her breath.

The air was filled with a mixture of rust and rotten bone smell that couldn't be melted. If you take a breath, even the spirit seems to be polished by sandpaper.

The cold wind blew, and in the fourth layer of the Nine Nether, the white bone lantern couldn't even be lit! ===== CHAPTER 506 =====