In the gloomy and ancient underground city, the prophets of the ancient underworld gathered together. They were dressed in dark robes, with serious and mysterious expressions on their faces. They stared at a stone wall with thousands of years of history and unknown prophecies carved on it. At this moment, they are silently guaranteeing that the inheritance of the gods of the underworld is hidden in the ruins of the underworld.
After the news came out, people in the world went crazy. Greedy desires are like stars in the dark night, they cannot be concealed. Their eyes sparkled with curiosity for novelty, desire for new power, and anticipation of unknown treasures. They rushed to the underworld ruins, hoping to be the first to find the mysterious inheritance.
However, the prophets of the ancient underworld looked at those people driven by greed with a look of compassion. They shook their heads slowly and whispered an ancient prophecy: "The ruins of the underworld are sealed, and only those who unlock the seal can inherit it." Their voices were low and firm, as if they were telling an unchangeable fate.
People in the world don't care about this, they only want to get the mysterious inheritance. So, they all set off to the ruins of the underworld, determined to break the seal and get their share of "luck".
In the deep underworld, an ancient and mysterious aura suddenly surged. It is an inheritance from ancient times, containing power and wisdom that people on earth cannot imagine. This breath moved everyone who heard it, and their eyes shone with greed and desire.
The ancient tribes of the underworld, the mysterious beings who guarded the ruins of the underworld, slowly appeared after feeling this aura. Their faces were deep, as if they had experienced the vicissitudes of time, and their eyes showed a firm light. They looked at those people from this world, and their eyes revealed deep wisdom and insight into people's hearts.
"Do you know the power of this inheritance?" The leader of the ancient tribe of the underworld spoke slowly. His voice seemed to have traveled through time and space, carrying an ancient and vicissitudes of echo. "It can give you the power to change everything, but at the same time it will also Let you fall into endless desires."
When his voice fell, there was a commotion in the crowd. They looked at the ancient tribe of the underworld, their eyes shining with greed, and they had only one thought in their hearts - to get this inheritance.
"We are willing to accept this challenge." Someone finally couldn't help but said, "As long as we can get this inheritance, we are willing to pay no matter what the cost."
The leader of the ancient tribe of the underworld looked at him deeply, with a trace of helplessness and sadness in his eyes. He knew that the emergence of this inheritance would plunge these people into endless fights and desires. However, this is also their choice.
In the deep underground, the Hell Gate of the Underworld stands. It is not only an indestructible defensive gate, but also an ancient seal that seals the evil thoughts and arrogance of the ancient people of the Underworld. This gate has witnessed the rise and fall of the underworld, carrying countless joys and sorrows of life and death. Its existence is both a warning and a threat.
The appearance of Guimenguan is gloomy and solemn. The two thick stone doors are carved with various strange patterns. They silently tell the story of past disasters and future warnings. There was a hint of cold air coming out from between the cracks in the door, which seemed to tell every creature the horror and mystery behind it.
However, at this moment, the ancient tribe of the underworld is planning a arrogant operation to break the seal. They realized that Jiuquan's irrigation of the Gate of Hell was the source of sealing power. Only by cutting off this source of power could they have a chance to break free and regain freedom.
In the dark underground, the figures of the ancient tribes of the underworld are looming. Their eyes flashed with cunning and fanaticism, and their movements were strange and swift. They used ancient spells and rituals to try to break the seal and cut off the Jiuquan's irrigation of the ghost gate.
However, their attempt to crack it failed. The seal power of Guimenguan is powerful and complex. Every attempt they make is like throwing an insignificant stone at a huge rock, unable to shake it at all. And every failure made them crazier and more eager to find a solution.
At the same time, the irrigation water from Jiuquan still flows continuously to Guimen Pass. It is a pure force that not only nourishes the seal of the ghost gate, but also protects the peace of the underworld. The ancient people of the underworld understood that as long as they could not control the power of Jiuquan, they would not be able to break through the seal of the ghost gate.
Guided by the mysterious power of the ancient tribes of the underworld, people in this world traveled through time and space and came to a realm they had never set foot on. This is a silent and solemn land. The air is filled with ancient and mysterious atmosphere, which seems to seal endless years and power.
Mu Yu, wearing a yellow raincoat, stood in this strange land. His eyes are deep and clear, like an ancient well containing endless stories. Despite the vicissitudes of life, his bright eyes have never lost their luster. He didn't intend to do anything. He just followed the team quietly, feeling the ancient power sleeping in this land and the seal hidden deep in the darkness.
He took a deep breath, it was a breath that came from a long time ago, as if it had a unique fragrance. It is the flavor of time, the traces of time, and the imprint of history. His heart was filled with longing for Yang Gao, which was his only concern and the purpose of his trip. He hopes to find clues about Yang Gao in this sealed place, hoping to solve the mystery that has troubled him for a long time.
The leader of the ancient tribe in the underworld, that mysterious old man, his eyes are deep and sharp. He led everyone forward, and every step seemed so solemn and sacred. They passed through the winding passages, walked over the ancient stone bridge, and came to the majestic sealed door. It was a huge stone door, its surface covered with moss and moss, like an ancient and silent ink painting.
The old man gently stroked the stone door, and his fingers slid over the moss, as if playing an ancient and solemn piece of music. As his fingers moved, the stone door slowly opened. It was a world full of unknowns and a world full of dangers.
Yang Gao's figure finally disappeared at the end of the ghost gate. This mysterious and ancient underworld tribe met strangers from the outside world for the first time. Their faces are like history carved by the years, vicissitudes and ancientness, full of endless mystery and majesty.
Mu Yu, clad in the pale moonlight, felt like turbulent ocean waves in his heart. He bit his lower lip tightly, not daring to alert the enemy. His eyes were as sharp as a cheetah's, locked on the girl who led Yang Gao into the gate of hell. He took a deep breath, trying to calm down his inner excitement, and then silently blended into this ancient ethnic group.
They passed through the gate of hell and entered a completely strange world. There is no light from the sun or the moon here, only blue will-o'-the-wisps and dense skeletons. Mu Yu couldn't help the doubts in her heart and quietly approached the girl. He wanted to know who this strange girl was and why she brought Yang Gao into this mysterious and dangerous place.
However, Mu Yu knew that he could not scare the snake away. He could only wait quietly, waiting for the right time to unravel the veil of this mysterious world. He followed the large army closely towards the unknown abyss. He knew that this was the only thing he could do. In this strange place, everything is full of unknowns and dangers. He needed to stay calm and alert.
In Jiuquan's sealed place, a dead atmosphere enveloped the entire space. Nine huge pillars stand on the ground, each full of traces of history and mysterious power. These pillars seem to be guarding something, but they also seem to be wary of something.
Mu Yu and his party followed the large army into this mysterious place, and everyone's hearts were filled with awe and curiosity. They knew that this place was the source of the underworld and the truth behind their seal.
The underworld lineage is a race of death energy, and their power comes from death energy. But these nine huge pillars used anger to seal them. The existence of this contradiction is like an eternal curse, making it impossible for the underworld to escape their fate.
In the gloomy and ancient underworld, there are nine mysterious pillars that seal endless ghosts and evil. The seal of this pillar can only be broken by anger. For those ancient people from the underworld who only know how to use death energy, this is undoubtedly a huge test.
This pillar seems ordinary, but every pattern records the secrets and fears of the ancient people. The symbols of the seal shimmered coldly, as if mocking the creatures who tried to crack it. The aura of death that permeates the surroundings makes the existence of this pillar even more strange, as if it is a silent guard guarding the secrets of the underworld.
He took a step forward and yelled at the pillar with all his strength. His voice echoed in the empty underworld, it was a challenge and a determination. Then, his anger touched the pillar, and the seal began to flicker, as if those ancient symbols were calling to him.
His anger was like a bolt of lightning, cutting through the darkness of death. At that moment, the whole hell seemed to be trembling. It was an awakening of power and a rebirth of hope. The seal of the pillar was broken, and a powerful force was released from it, and the people of the world were thrown backward by this force.
He stood up, his eyes filled with contentment despite the pain in his body. He knew, he did it. He broke the seal of the pillar, releasing the imprisoned ghosts and evil. His anger changed the order of the underworld and his own destiny.
For the ancient people of the underworld, this is undoubtedly shocking news. This means that their rule may be overthrown. And what impact will those released ghosts and evil have on the world? This is a problem they must face.
Nine huge pillars stand quietly, each tall and solemn, as if telling some long-silent story. They stood there silently, as if waiting for something.
In front of these nine pillars, people gathered. They came from all directions in the world, with various purposes and expectations. They wore clothes of various colors, some in gorgeous silk, some in rough linen, with various expressions on their faces, including joy, anger, sorrow, life, old age, sickness and death, all reflected on their faces.
They stood in front of the nine pillars, each of them staring at the pillar in front of them, as if looking for something. Their eyes shone with determination, which was their expectation for the future and their desire for freedom. The actions they are about to take will change their destiny and the destiny of the entire world.
They hold life tightly in their hands, which is a powerful force, a force that can break the seal. Life flowed in their hands, like warm rivers, lighting up their faces. Their fingers gently slid over the anger, as if looking for a flaw, a gap that could break through the seal.
As time passed, people began to chant quietly. Their voices were low and powerful, as if they were calling for something. Their songs echoed across the plains and filled the world with their voices.
Then, at that moment, they all shouted in unison. Their voices were like thousands of horses galloping, like thunder exploding. Their vitality burst out of the sky, forming a strong light that shot straight into the sky.
As this ray of light rose into the sky, cracks began to appear on the seals on the nine pillars. Those cracks spread like spider webs, getting bigger and deeper. Finally, the seal was completely broken, and nine powerful forces soared from the nine pillars into the sky.
Those powers rose into the air, forming nine huge haloes. They hovered in the air and then began to slowly descend towards the crowd. When those halos approached the crowd, people felt a powerful force. Their bodies seemed to be pulled by that force, slowly floating off the ground.
As their bodies floated off the ground, their vision began to change. Suddenly, the nine pillars were shattered by a powerful force. Huge changes occurred at the gate of hell, as if the world was overturned at this moment. The nine springs surrounding the underworld began to pour back, and the gushing spring water was filled with endless resentment and pain. The roar of the water was deafening, as if telling the tragic fate of countless creatures.
A powerful sealing power was released from the broken pillar, like a galloping horse, soaring into the sky. That force was so powerful that it made people shudder. Wherever it swept, no matter whether they were ghosts or people, they all seemed so insignificant under this force. The breaking of the seal triggered a violent storm, and both the inside and outside of the Ghost Gate were crumbling in the storm.
At this time, the powerful seal power had been broken, and the violent force pouring out from Jiuquan began to wreak havoc on the entire underworld. The originally peaceful ghost gate became a mess, and the sounds of ghosts crying and howling were endless. The ghosts here, whether good or evil, are so fragile under this power. They fled in all directions, looking for shelter, but could not find any shelter.
People who left the gate of hell at this time all felt a strong sense of uneasiness.
A powerful space crack began to unfold, like a huge wound, revealing an unknown mystery. The original appearance of the underworld began to be broken open, revealing its true appearance. The originally quiet underworld became turbulent, and powerful power surged in the cracks in the space, as if it was about to tear everything apart.
In this violent power, Mu Yu found the right opportunity. He held onto the hands of Ren Hua and Yang Xian tightly, like grasping life-saving straws in a storm. Their heartbeats were beating rapidly, and tension filled the air. They faced the crack, a dark and deep hole that seemed like a portal to another world.
Mu Yu took a deep breath, knowing that this was their only chance to enter the underworld. He mobilized all the strength in his body and guided that power toward the crack in space. In an instant, the space cracks suddenly expanded as if hit by a huge force, swallowing everything around them. The strong suction pulled Ren Hua and Yang Xian towards the crack, and they were involved in the deep darkness.
Mu Yu followed closely behind, and their bodies seemed to have traveled through a time and space tunnel, feeling like they were constantly spinning. The surrounding light and sound became blurred, as if everything was lost in the devouring of this crack. Then everything went quiet and they entered a whole new world.
That is where the real underworld is, a mysterious world hidden beneath reality. There, darkness and light coexist, chaos and order dance together. They finally passed through the space rift and came to this mysterious and dangerous hell.
Naturally, Mu Yu would not believe the lies of the ancient underworld tribe. There was a firm determination in his eyes, as if he wanted to uncover all the secrets behind this underworld. The huge entrance to the underworld was in front of them, like a dark mouth swallowing everything, but this could not stop Mu Yu's steps.
He took Ren Hua and Yang Xian, using the cover of night, to enter the inner space of the underworld from an inconspicuous corner. They were careful, walking on thin ice, trying to avoid conflict with the guards of the underworld. The space inside the underworld is vast and gloomy, and the lights on the stone walls sway, casting a strange light. They walked through the winding corridors and deep caves, as if they had entered the netherworld.
Along the way, they couldn't help but be shocked by the sights they saw. I originally thought that the underworld would be a cold and dead place, but I didn't expect that there is a rich ecology here. Strange plants bloom with eerie light in the darkness, and various unknown creatures move quietly in the corners. It is more like a complex and mysterious ecosystem. Although it is eerie, it has a unique vitality.
The inner space of the underworld is like another world, silent and solemn. Towering ancient trees tower into the sky, and ancient buildings exude the atmosphere of time. They walked carefully through it, and occasionally they could hear a low cry coming from afar, making the whole space even more strange and mysterious.
They arrived at the core area of the underworld, and an ancient and solemn hall stood in front of them.
