I glanced at the lonely black corpse on the Immortal Killing Spear and couldn't help but shake my head.

"I hope it never comes to this.

Otherwise, you can only cut off the head and tail, and it will be too crispy..."

With a thought in my mind, Nanming Lihuo spread out, burning the black corpse on the Immortal Killing Spear into a black mist.

Zhang Wuya rubbed his heart, grabbed the crumpled wild fruit in his hand, took a bite, and then put it into his pocket.

This is the best food, so it's better to save some.

"Thirteen brothers, the swamp is surrounded by mist condensed by the Nine Netherworld's Qi, making it difficult to tell the direction.

I wonder which direction we should go?"

Zhang Wuya frowned and cast a questioning look at me.

"The fog here has no effect on me. As long as I keep walking in this direction, I can leave this quagmire."

I squinted my eyes and pointed in one direction.

"Sure, you have been protecting me all these years, and today I will take the lead."

Zhang Wuya pulled out the rune sword from his back and prepared to walk in the direction I pointed.

"Wait a moment."

Before Zhang Wuya could move, I hurriedly stopped him.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Wuya scratched his head.

I pondered for two seconds, but then I looked in the opposite direction to what I just pointed at.

"Go that way."

Zhang Wuya had a look of astonishment on his face.

"What do you mean, don't you mean you can leave the swamp by walking over that way?"

I shook my head, a flash of light flashing in my eyes.

"That side is indeed the direction away from the quagmire of loneliness and resentment, but there may not be a way out.

Our goal now is not to leave this quagmire, but to find a way back to the human world.

The areas outside of the Gushen Mire have been basically explored by practitioners of the spiritual world in recent years.

Even if there are some secret land inheritances, there may not be a way to leave.

In contrast, this swamp of loneliness and resentment has always been known as the forbidden area of ​​​​death, located in the deepest part of the homeless abyss.

There are not many practitioners who can set foot here, and even if there are, no one has left alive.

We have missed the time for the passage to open, and it is no longer possible to leave from the original place, so we can only find another way out."

Zhang Wuya had a puzzled look on his face and looked towards the depths of the mire of loneliness and resentment.

"Then why do you think there is a way to survive in the deepest part of the Netherworld Abyss?"

I smiled slightly and patted Zhang Wuya on the shoulder.

"Brother Wuya, who do you think understands the Netherworld Abyss best in this world?"

Zhang Wuya pondered for a moment and thought for a long time before blurting out.

"It should be Uncle Qinglin.

In today's spiritual fantasy world, except for some old guys who have never been born, Uncle Qinglin is considered to be older.

And he also entered the Netherworld Abyss back then."

I shook my head.

"Senior Qinglin's cultivation is definitely superb, but when he entered the Netherworld Abyss, he was just as green as us.

Do you think he can complete the entire Netherworld Abyss in three days?

Not only Senior Qing Lin, but also all the human cultivators who entered the Netherworld Abyss only have a partial understanding of this place.

The ones who really understand this abyss best are the ghost demons, because they never want to leave this ghost place.

But since we entered the Netherworld Abyss, may we have encountered a ghost demon?"

Zhang Wuya looked puzzled.

"Back then, the ghost demon was sealed under the abyss of the netherworld by several seniors from the spiritual world. Naturally, it was impossible for us to encounter him."

I hummed softly and shook my head.

"You underestimate these evil spirits too much. We can use the gap in the seal fluctuations to enter the Netherworld Abyss.

Can't the Youma find a way out?

Moreover, they have been sealed here for thousands of years and know this place better than all of us.

If sporadic ghost demons were found in the Netherworld Abyss over the years, it would appear more normal.

However, practitioners who have entered the Netherworld Abyss in recent years rarely see ghost demons coming and going, which is a bit abnormal.

Unless they are deliberately hiding something and don't want to be noticed by the outside world.

Not long ago, I met the soul of a senior member of the Shark race. He once told me that there have been strange fluctuations in the depths of the Netherworld Abyss over the years.

Combined with Gu Yuanzhen's strange behavior, I suspect that the ghost demon has already mastered the method of leaving the netherworld abyss.

But before they could completely break through the seal, they had been dormant for these years.

Deep in this quagmire, there is most likely a way to the human world.

At this time, the only way to have a chance of survival is to do the opposite."

After Zhang Wuya heard what I said, he couldn't help but look shocked.

"You mean the ghost has broken through the seal?"

"It's not necessarily that bad, but what is certain is that there are demons leaving the abyss.

If they can leave, we can too.

By the way, I can check out the situation inside. If it is really as I expected, it will allow the phantom world to prepare for a rainy day."

Zhang Wuya nodded, with a solemn look on his face.

"If the ghost demon has really begun to lurk in the world, it will be a big trouble."

I took a deep breath, then walked to the swamp, dug some mud and smeared it on Zhang Wuya's face.

"It stinks, what are you doing?"

"The Tao Yun aura in our bodies is too strong, so we may encounter powerful ghost demons deep in this quagmire.

This sludge has been corroded by the Qi of the Nine Netherworlds for many years. Applying it to the body can cover our smell, and the black corpses will not attack us.

After all, this is someone else's territory, so we still have to be careful.

To say anything else is nonsense, getting out alive first is the right path."

Zhang Wuya only felt that it made sense, and hurriedly squatted in front of the mud pit and smeared the mud himself.

After a while, Zhang Wuya's body was covered in fishy mud, and he looked like a mud monkey.

"Thirteen brothers, is that okay?"

"Okay, okay..." I covered my nose and took two steps back. At this moment, Zhang Wuya was like a piece of fermented stinky tofu.

Zhang Wuya hurriedly dug out a piece of mud from the mire and walked towards me.

"Come on, let me apply it for you."

I waved my hands with a look of disgust.

"I don't need it. I have the Yinshan Talisman to cover up my aura. You can just apply it yourself."

Zhang Wuya looked at Mi Tai's appearance, with a look of confusion on his face.

"Then you can't protect me too?"

I spread my hands helplessly.

"This... it's possible, but I'm not afraid of hurting your self-esteem!

After all, how can a person with such a good face like Brother Wuya allow me to protect him?

I was very ashamed of myself for beating you up last time, how could I repeat the same mistake now?"

Zhang Wuya couldn't help but have a dark look on his face, and cast a resentful look at me.
Chapter completed!