At where Jiang Lan’s mind was.
The black shadow seemed to twist.
His body trembled subconsciously.
Then, he tried his best to stabilize himself.
He was a little shocked. In that instant, he didn’t even know what he saw.
However, he knew that he would definitely die.
This…
He was afraid to go out.
If it wasn’t for the fact that he only had a single strand of his gaze left, he would have died outside.
Then, he looked towards Jiang Lan.
“I can only use this person to get out safely.”
“Drag him into the Netherworld.”
At this moment, the surrounding black shadows began to attack with all their might, determined to make Jiang Lan stay behind and become one of them.
It would be best if he could stay outside.
This way, they would have a chance to leave.
Jiang Lan looked at these people. He didn’t disrupt their tempo, but continued to attack and defeat them.
One defeat after another.
The opponent did not stop, and Jiang Lan did not make any mistakes.
The number of black shadows never decreased, and his fists never weakened.
Both sides began a war of attrition.
…
…
Mo Zhengdong stood at the entrance to the Netherworld.
He looked at the sky, at the white clouds.
The sun and moon alternated, and the four seasons changed.
During this period of time, Jiu Zhongtian came over for a while. After exchanging a few words, he turned around and left.
Three years passed like flowing water.
Today, a new change occurred in the Netherworld Cave.
Five years had passed since Jiang Lan’s consciousness was sucked into the Netherworld’s Entrance.
For the past five years, Jiang Lan had remained stable.
That was why Mo Zhengdong had never pulled Jiang Lan back.
He had been waiting for new changes.
However, the eruption of the Netherworld’s Entrance was quickly subsiding.
Except…
It seemed to have retreated a little too quickly.
“Half of it is gone.”
Mo Zhengdong looked at the reduction in the Netherworld Aura and felt a little strange.
He then looked at Jiang Lan.
At this time, Jiang Lan’s condition changed, with everything around him calming down.
Even the aura of the Netherworld would calm down when it approached him.
“His state of mind has undergone another transformation. He can now even influence the aura around himself.
He has become even more extraordinary.
Once he becomes an immortal, he should be able to improve very quickly.”
Mo Zhengdong felt rather gratified.
His disciple was too outstanding.
He didn’t need to do much. Just helping Jiang Lan achieve immortality was enough.
To Jiang Lan, becoming an immortal was the most difficult.
After becoming an immortal, there would be much less restrictions on one’s cultivation talent.
After becoming a True Immortal, one’s Dao would become one’s foundations.
If his cultivation talent was not outstanding enough, he would no longer be able to restrain him.
The future would be far away.
The changes in the entrance to the Netherworld should also be related to Jiang Lan’s state of mind. Presumably, many things were happening inside.
Jiang Lan needed to take care of what was going on inside. As for what was going on outside…
No, as long as Mo Zhengdong stood on the Ninth Summit, nothing would affect Jiang Lan outside.
After confirming the general problem, Mo Zhengdong left the Netherworld Cave.
He had originally planned to pull Jiang Lan back in five years, but now it seemed like there was no need for him to do so.
This wasn’t a disaster for Jiang Lan, but rather an opportunity.
It was a rare experience.
…
At the same time.
Jiang Lan stood atop the ruins, looking at the black shadows that refused to come closer.
His emotions were stable.
Nothing happened.
In these three years, the more he fought, the braver he became. He was invincible.
His strength had never weakened and his state of mind had never wavered.
He stood there like an indestructible rock.
Unmovable, unreachable.
“Are you really human?”
The black shadows hid at the edge, not daring to come out. They had absorbed countless auras and had been constantly fighting.
However, not only did the other party not weaken, he also became stronger as the battle progressed.
The other party was becoming stronger, so they naturally needed to become stronger as well.
But…
They felt despair.
This human was like a high wall, impossible for them to break through and impossible for them to cross.
Jiang Lan looked at the other party with his brows lowered.
This Netherworld expert wasn’t that strong.
It was different from the one he met for the first time.
However, he realized that he had a limit.
It was impossible for him to persist indefinitely. It was just that the other party could only last for a shorter time.
“You all have lost.”
“No,” Jiang Lan replied.
As he spoke, he headed towards the black shadow.
At that moment, all the black figures were retreating. Some even wanted to retreat.
After fighting for so many years, they were finally beaten into fear.
Soon, Jiang Lan arrived at the edge of the ruins. He turned to look at a group of black shadows not far away and said.
“I’m going back. Are you going to attack me?”
The black figure glared viciously at Jiang Lan before forcing out two words.
“See you.”
It was over. It was all over.
They were powerless to stop the other party.
Such a human.
Was somewhat unexpected.
Jiang Lan turned around and left.
“Human.” The black shadow suddenly called out to Jiang Lan. After Jiang Lan turned around, he continued.
“Do you know about the Heaven Domain?”
Jiang Lan didn’t reply, only looking at him.
The Heaven Domain. His only understanding was that the First Summit might have an entrance which led to the Heaven Domain.
The Ninth Summit was connected to the Netherworld, while the First Summit was connected to the Heaven Domain.
He had asked his master, and his master said that once his cultivation level reached a certain level, he would be able to understand it.
So far, he had never understood.
“You’d better go and find out,” the shadow said.
Then, Jiang Lan watched as the shadows entered the border.
They disappeared over the ruins.
He did not think too much about what the other party had said and did not intend to find out.
At least not now.
When the time came, he would naturally understand it.
He, who was still considered weak, had yet to come into contact with such matters.
After all, no one knew the objective of the Netherworld Realm experts.
If he listened to the other party, he would understand things like the Heaven Domain that exceeded his understanding.
No one could be sure of the consequences.
If he was the slightest bit careless, he might fall into the abyss.
Necessary precautions must be taken.
…
Jiang Lan walked into the border. He knew that he could return.
The eruption of the Netherworld’s Entrance had already begun to subside, especially after those shadows had absorbed a large amount of aura.
This gave him a chance to leave.
Otherwise, he would have to continue waiting.
As he walked out, he slowly opened his eyes.
At that moment, he looked around and realized that he saw the well in the Netherworld Cave and some traces of array formations.
However, he did not pay much attention to it.
Instead, he wanted to make sure he was back.
After a moment, he heaved a heavy sigh of relief.
He was finally out of danger.
At this moment, his face began to turn pale.
His aura began to weaken.
It was a result of a long period of consumption. When one’s mind returns to one’s physical body, the exhaustion one felt would also be brought back to the body.
So he actually had a limit as well.
Once he exceeded his limits, the burden on his body would be fatal.
Fortunately, the other party also had his own limit.
As such, he had only become slightly weaker.
Taking a deep breath, Jiang Lan began to recover.
He had no intention of cultivating in the courtyard. The entrance to the Netherworld could no longer threaten him.
There was no need to leave.
Three months later.
Jiang Lan opened his eyes.
His aura had already recovered, and his face was no longer pale.
He had returned to his peak state.
Only then did he stand up and leave the Netherworld Cave.
After being in seclusion for so long, he had to meet his Senior Sister.
It had been a long time since he had embedded his sword intent into his Senior Sister’s wooden sword and he had only embedded two years’ worth of sword intent the previous time.
But this seclusion had far exceeded two years.
