Nine Yang Alchemy Emperor-Chapter 1136 - 1146: Entering Ghost Gate Pass

Upon hearing this, Chu Feng deliberately slowed his steps, intentionally refining his soul.

Truth be told, he had previously relied on the protective cover formed by Sword Essence, as well as the Wind Spirit Battle Robe and Azure Dragon Cauldron, to protect his soul from the Yin Wind. Now that he knew the benefits, Chu Feng learned from the Demon Eye Evil Spirit King.

He actively dropped his defenses, letting the wind fiercely assault his soul.

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Following Chu Feng was Chang Erliu, who was already cursing inwardly.

Because Chu Feng's pace was getting slower and slower, blocking him from behind, he could only follow Chu Feng closely, eating dust.

Chu Feng didn't care about any of that; he was focused on using the Soul Corrosive Cold Wind to refine his soul. Although the process was painful, the benefits were unimaginably great.

The Demon Eye Evil Spirit King said that cultivating here for two hours was equivalent to ten years of cultivation outside.

This was a very conservative estimate.

Since Chu Feng was a Pill Master, his soul was intrinsically stronger than others. He was completely capable of instantly defeating those of the same rank. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

It wasn't until he cultivated here using the Soul Corrosive Cold Wind that he realized that he had been so short-sighted before. The solidity and strength of his soul were pathetically weak.

Walking past the latter half of the Soul-locking Chain, he almost couldn't move an inch.

It wasn't entirely on purpose; it really was hard to walk there.

For more than ten thousand meters of the Soul-locking Chain, he took two days and nights to cross. A long line had already formed behind him, with everyone cursing in their hearts.

Because all the newcomers were blocked behind by Chu Feng.

On the Soul-locking Chain, it was impossible to attack anyone.

They didn't even have the chance to forcibly overtake Chu Feng.

Cultivating one's soul here for two hours was equivalent to ten years, and Chu Feng cultivated for a full two days and nights, meaning his soul cultivation advanced the equivalent of more than 2,400 years in just two days.

In fact, it was far more than that.

According to Chu Feng's estimates, it was at the very least equivalent to 3,000 years of cultivation.

The intensity and condensation of his soul had reached an unprecedented new height.

Even if he couldn't compare to an Upper Earth Immortal, compared to a typical Lower Earth Immortal, he was only stronger, not weaker.

In the past, before cultivating to the Supreme Sword God Realm, due to his rebirth, Chu Feng's soul was always able to instantly defeat peers. He could even fight across ranks and kill opponents. Because the intensity of his soul was equivalent to a First Tribulation Supreme Sword God or higher.

Now, with his cultivation rising rapidly, because the cultivation time was too short, some aftereffects appeared.

The intensity of his soul gradually couldn't keep up with his cultivation.

He started to be weaker than masters of the same realm.

Until this time, when he had the chance to cultivate on the Soul-locking Chain for two days and nights, he finally compensated for this shortcoming.

"Boom boom boom!"

A massive green Light Gate appeared in front, continuously rippling like water.

This was the legendary, infamous Ghost Gate Pass.

Once you enter, you're separated from the realm of the living, with no chance of return.

The Scholar Qin Jian and Ye Wu had already gone in.

Actually, upon reaching this point, there was no choice at all.

Since stepping onto the Soul-locking Chain, it was destined to be a one-way road, with no turning back.

Chu Feng also resolutely stepped into the green Light Gate ahead.

Here, he once again felt the same aura emanating from the Reincarnation Pearl. It was the aura of reincarnation.

The black giant turtle on Naihe Bridge that day had exactly the Reincarnation Treasure Pearl in its mouth.

As Chu Feng's body stepped into the green Light Gate, he couldn't help but hum a comfortable sound. Using the aura of reincarnation, he bathed himself and washed away all the karma.

Of course, wanting to wash it all away was almost a luxury.

He could only wash away a portion.

After washing away most of the accumulated killing karma on his body, Chu Feng felt an unprecedented lightness. It was like finally repaying most of a debt owed to someone else.

The pressure had reduced significantly.

"Where is this? Have we finally reached the underground palace?"

A majestic, solemn, and grand palace appeared ahead. It bore a great resemblance to the shadow of the palace they saw at the end of Naihe Bridge.

"Wooo~!"

Low and deep notes of a flute drifted over, causing everyone's heart to tremble and to look in horror toward the entrance of the underground palace.

They were far too familiar with this sound.

It was the sound coming from the Jade Flute in Granny Meng's hands.

At that time on Naihe Bridge, Granny Meng blocked the way. A lone woman could stop many men.

This made the Scholar Qin Jian and numerous male experts feel quite indignant.

Fortunately, at a critical moment, the Scholar Qin Jian had summoned the Heavenly Craft Hammer, easily breaking the Guiding Treasure Banner that Granny Meng was sitting on. Only then did they repel her.

Unexpectedly, she was indeed not dead and had appeared here making trouble again.

With her blocking the entrance to the underground palace, it would be extremely difficult for Chu Feng and the others to enter.

"Oh my, what is that? The Black River, and Soul Loss Sand!"

Ye Wu was forever startlingly dramatic, appearing extremely exaggerated.

The Soul Loss Sand was indeed a great treasure, considered a rare gem in the outside world, with a frighteningly high price.

The Scholar Qin Jian had nearly died last time because he lacked Soul Loss Sand to save his life after being cursed by the Witch God.

Who would have thought that there would be countless Soul Loss Sand here.

They lay quietly on the beach by the Black River, just like the ordinary sand along the riverbank, available in any quantity needed.

"Haha, I, the Duke, love collecting rare items," Chang Erliu ran to the riverbank and started collecting Soul Loss Sand.

Chu Feng was not one to be outdone and joined as well.

He was a grassroots cultivator, so all cultivation resources had to be earned by himself.

These Soul Loss Sand could be sold for a lot of money.

Even if not sold, keeping them for refining Magical Treasures or other uses was quite excellent.

Additionally, Chu Feng had another thought. The Soul Loss Sand was able to lift the curse on the Scholar Qin Jian, so could it lift his own Evil God Curse?

He dreamed of lifting the Evil God Curse.

Chu Feng swept through like the wind. He had multiple storage rings, mostly collected as spoils from deceased victims.

Filling up two storage rings, he finally stopped.

"Roar!"

A black Xuan Turtle crawled out of the Black River, frightening Chang Erliu and others into hurriedly fleeing to a distance.

Ye Wu was also greedily collecting Soul Loss Sand by the river.

She had at least collected four storage rings already.

The sudden appearance of the black Xuan Turtle startled her greatly.

Sitting boldly atop the Xuan Turtle was a human.

"Zuo Mjun!"

This person was none other than Zuo Mjun, who had been forced by Chief Clerk Feihong and Scholar Qin Jian, among others, to obtain the Reincarnation Pearl and had swallowed it.

When the black Xuan Turtle resurrected, it bit Zuo Mjun, dragging him into the Black River.

Who would have thought that Zuo Mjun wasn't dead; instead, he was quite well-off, having the black Xuan Turtle as his pet.

"Watch out!"

Seeing that Ye Wu was in danger, Chu Feng immediately stepped in to assist.

He swung his sword at the black Xuan Turtle. As for Zuo Mjun, it wasn't that he didn't want to kill him, but he dared not cause trouble lightly.

Because Zuo Mjun appeared extremely mysterious, his eyes had turned green.