Chapter 159 Everyone is Drunk but I’m Sober (Subscribe)
Yang Ling stood at the bottom of the Wangchuan River, and the golden blind box in his hand turned into a breeze and dissipated. In his mind, those complicated array patterns seemed to have life, automatically arranging and combining in his consciousness, forming the basic knowledge and essence of the array.

With the existence of the system, his understanding of formations has been greatly improved. He does not need to spend time to comprehend them. He has already gained a deep understanding and even maxed out his experience in formations.

Yang Ling's heart moved, and he felt that his understanding of the formations had far surpassed the past. He closed his eyes, and felt that the surrounding heaven and earth energy seemed to be controlled by him. The mysteries of the various formations flowed in his mind, just like natural breathing.

At this time, Ao Ming's figure emerged from the black fog, his expression somewhat annoyed: "My Lord, I tried to enter the black fog, but I could only move forward a few miles before I felt an invisible force blocking me and I could not move forward any further."

Yang Ling opened his eyes, nodded, and moved towards the black fog. As he went deeper and deeper, the black fog around him moved like a living thing, but it didn't seem to have any effect on him.

Sure enough, as Ao Ming said, Yang Ling also felt the resistance in front of him. There seemed to be an invisible barrier separating him from the Nine Skies Cloud Sky Star Array.

He was not in a hurry and activated the Xuantian Divine Eye between his eyebrows.

Under Xuantian's divine eyes, the true appearance of the Nine Skies Clouds and Sky Star Array hidden in the black fog gradually emerged.

It is formed by the power of the nine heavens and countless stars. From the outside, it looks like thick clouds and floating white mist, like a vast sea of ​​white clouds.

But within the sea of ​​clouds, there are countless stars twinkling, which are connected to each other to form a huge and complex network.

Yang Ling walked slowly around the Nine Skies Cloud Sky Star Array, engraving the outline of the array deeply into his mind. The position and movement trajectory of each star, each connecting line, and even the operation of the array, all began to be reconstructed in his mind.

Yang Ling was secretly amazed in his heart, the power of this "group" of secret characters far exceeded his expectations.

However, even though he has become an expert in formations now, breaking the Nine Skies Clouds and Stars Formation is definitely not a matter of a day or a night.

Yang Ling signaled Ao Ming to patrol the periphery of the black fog, while he found a relatively flat riverbed, sat down cross-legged, slowly closed his eyes, began to concentrate and calm his mind, sensing every subtle change in the Nine Skies Cloud Sky Star Array.

He learned from Indra that the old man of the Styx had discovered this place thousands of years ago, but still could not completely break the formation.

Therefore, Yang Ling did not expect to find a solution in a short period of time, but he would not give up any possibility.

He has the help of the 'group' secret, which is his advantage and also his hope.

As time passed, Yang Ling's consciousness gradually immersed in the mystery of the formation. He seemed to have transformed into a moving star, feeling the connection between the stars and the laws that constituted the formation.

Time passed quietly as Yang Ling was contemplating. He seemed to be isolated from the outside world, immersed in a mysterious world of formations.

On the bank of the Wangchuan River, Meng Xiang came to the river several times and looked at Yang Ling's motionless figure from afar.

She frowned, her heart full of confusion, not understanding what this immortal from the human sect was doing.

But seeing that he was so focused, I didn't disturb him and could only leave with a hint of surprise and worry.

The waves on the Forgotten River were surging, but the riverbed was unusually quiet and peaceful.

Yang Ling seemed to have become a sitting statue, his consciousness moving through the formation, gradually figuring out some rules and tricks.

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The wilderness is vast and boundless.

There are thirty-three heavens above and eighteen layers of netherworld below.

Above the thirty-three heavens, there are Taisu Heaven, Dachi Heaven, Yuyu Heaven, Qingwei Heaven, and Daluo Heaven. And beneath the eighteen layers of the netherworld, there is also the vast and boundless sea of ​​blood.

According to legend, the Netherworld Blood Sea was formed from the dirty blood of the great god Pangu. Since the creation of the world, countless evil and bloody auras in the ancient world have sunk and gathered in the Netherworld Blood Sea.

This place is also known as the most evil and filthy place in the entire prehistoric world.

There were huge waves in the sea of ​​blood, and the rolling blood waves were glowing scarlet light. Countless huge skeletons could be vaguely seen lying naked on the sea.

These skeletons are so huge that one rib is as big as a mountain. They look hideous and terrifying.

It is said that these are the ferocious beasts killed by the owner of this place, the leader of the Styx, in the ancient times. Their corpses were left in the sea of ​​blood, while their souls were melted into various precious weapons.

There are still many dead souls floating above the sea of ​​blood, all brought by the ever-flowing Forgetful River.

In ancient times, there was no reincarnation between heaven and earth, so after the death of a living creature, its soul would sink here along with the water of the Forgotten River and become a lonely ghost on this sea of ​​blood.

Never be reincarnated forever!

It was not until Hou Tu, the ancestor of witches, sacrificed herself and turned into the six realms of reincarnation that some of the dead souls had the opportunity to enter reincarnation.

Above the sea of ​​blood, a Skull Island stands in the rolling blood waves. The island is covered with mountains of dead bones, the wind is howling, and there is deathly silence.

At the highest point of the island, there stood an ancient and dark Taoist palace, which was the famous Shura Palace. Surrounding the palace, there were mountains of bones and black fog, as if ghosts were wandering around at any time, which was chilling.

This Taoist palace is the Shura Palace, which is famous throughout the ancient times.

Inside the Shura Palace, the old man of the Styx was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed. He was surrounded by starlight, as if countless stars were rotating around him, as if he was immersed in a river of stars.

The ancestor of the Styx was completely immersed in the contemplation of the great formation at the bottom of the Forgetful River. His divine consciousness wandered in the star-like formation, trying to completely break through it.

His divine consciousness shuttled through the star-like nodes of the formation like a gossamer. He could feel that he was only one step away from the ultimate mystery of the formation.

But it was this last step that was like an insurmountable chasm that he could never cross.

He had a vague guess in his mind, that is, this formation might be related to the Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd of Ancestor Hongyun.

He had also witnessed the power of the Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd before. The red soul-dispersing sand gushed out like stars in the sky, and was very suitable for setting up a large formation.

There is a high probability that the Red Cloud Ancestor will use this treasure as one of the core elements of the formation.

It’s a pity that this treasure fell into a space rift during that great battle, and no one has seen it since then.

This made the old man of the Styx feel a little regretful. If he could find the gourd, perhaps he could unlock the last layer of the secret of the formation.

Suddenly, his brows frowned slightly, as if he sensed something.

He slowly opened his eyes, his deep gaze seemed to penetrate the void, as if he could see through the entire world.

"Where is the ghost mother?"

As the voice of the Styx Patriarch fell, a woman in a black robe and with a gloomy face appeared in front of the Taoist Palace soon after.

She is the Ghost Mother, one of the four great demon generals.

"What is the order from the leader?"

The ghost mother knelt on the ground respectfully, touched her forehead to the ground, and asked in a low voice.

The Styx Patriarch looked at her and asked in a deep voice, "Has Indra ever returned to the Sea of ​​Blood in the past few days?"

The ghost mother frowned slightly when she heard this, and then replied in a low voice: "Master, Indra has not returned to the sea of ​​blood."

A gleam of thought flashed across the eyes of the Styx Patriarch, and he said in a deep voice: "Indra should have reported to me every hundred years. This time the time has passed. Perhaps something went wrong. You should go and check it out immediately."

"As you command!" The Ghost Mother accepted the order and was about to leave when the Old Man of the Styx called her again.

"The Yellow Spring Secret Realm is about to open. Let Po Xun, Shiva and the others continue to search for treasures as before!"

"Yes!"

The ghost mother bowed and responded, then disappeared into the darkness like a ghost.

The old man of the Styx closed his eyes again and continued his contemplation.

He is almost comprehending the mystery of the Nine Skies Cloud Sky Star Array. It won’t be long before he knows what is hidden inside the array!
Even if he has nothing, he still has this killing formation in his hands!

In the Shura Palace, starlight lingered again, and the figure of the Styx Patriarch seemed to merge into the stars. The entire Taoist palace returned to its previous tranquility and mystery.

……

Yang Ling was immersed in the world of formations, sensing every subtle change in the Nine Skies Cloud Sky Star Formation.

His spiritual consciousness was like a gossamer, shuttling between the nodes of the star array, trying to find flaws.

Suddenly, a strange wave broke the tranquility of the river bottom, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.

Yang Ling's mind was shocked. He could feel that the fluctuation was not caused by the formation, but came from the outside world.

On the river bank, Meng Xiang's figure appeared hurriedly.

"My Lord, the Yellow Spring Secret Realm is about to open!"

Yang Ling opened his eyes, and a hint of determination flashed in them.

There might be primordial purple qi in the Yellow Spring Secret Realm, but it is more likely that there is primordial purple qi in the formation at the bottom of the Wangchuan River!
In comparison, he naturally wanted to stay at the bottom of the Forgotten River and find a way to open this formation.

However, after coming to the underworld, he has always claimed that he wants to go to the Yellow Springs Secret Realm to hunt for treasure. If he does not go now, it may arouse suspicion from those who have ulterior motives.

Thinking of this, Yang Ling controlled his clone and smiled slightly, then stood up and said, "Wait a moment, I'll call for help."

After saying this, he looked at the Forgotten River and shouted softly, "Come out now!"

As Yang Ling's voice fell, the water of Wangchuan River suddenly churned, and a huge black shadow meandered in the water, causing huge waves.

A moment later, a black dragon a hundred feet long rose from the river into the sky. The dragon's body circled in the air, and then shrank into a black dragon a hundred feet long. It landed in front of Yang Ling, lowered its head, prostrated on the ground and said in a deep and powerful voice: "Master, Ao Ming is here."

Meng Xiang stood on the shore and witnessed this scene, she was so surprised that her eyes were wide open, "When did the immortal find help?"

Yang Ling explained: "When I was gaining enlightenment here, this evil creature passed by here and became greedy, wanting to devour me. I saw that it was quite majestic, so I subdued it and used it as a mount."

Hearing this, Meng Xiang immediately felt extremely guilty, "I was careless and forgot that there were many monsters in the Wangchuan River. Fortunately, you, the Immortal, have great magical powers..."

"It doesn't matter, let's go quickly."

Yang Ling stood on Ao Ming's dragon back, and Meng Xiang followed carefully.

The black dragon carried the two of them through the wind and flew rapidly towards the source of the mysterious fluctuations.

The scenery along the Forgotten River quickly receded, and their figures were like ghosts traveling through the tunnel of time and space, at a speed that was astonishingly fast.

Along the way, they saw many immortals and gods flocking in. Some rode on clouds, some rode on mythical beasts, each showing their magical powers, rushing towards the same destination.

There are goddesses wearing colorful clothes, holding a mysterious mirror, with stars twinkling in the mirror, as if they can see through everything; there are also old men driving cloud chariots, with nine-colored deer galloping in front of the chariot, fairy music lingering on the chariot, and their eyes are cold and mysterious...

Many immortals and gods were whispering and discussing some important figures who had come to the underworld.

Yang Ling happened to hear some of it.

For example, the one wearing colorful clothes is the Lady of the Nine Heavens from West Kunlun, and the old man driving the cloud chariot is the Taoist He Luo from the North Sea.

However, the most eye-catching ones are the Asuras who came from the Netherworld Blood Sea.

The men were all burly, strong and ferocious with ugly looks, while the Asura women were all charming, sexy and enchanting, as alluring as bone-eroding banshees.

It is worth mentioning that his disciples of the Human Teaching have also become the topic of conversation among many immortals and gods. Other disciples of the Western Teaching such as Ksitigarbha and Mahasthamaprapta also enjoy the same treatment.

Perhaps because of the great calamity of the Conferred Gods, no disciples from the Chan and Jie sects came.

As they got closer to their destination, the scenery around them gradually became brighter, and the front was shrouded in a layer of light white mist, making the vision blurred.

Passing through the white fog, a devastated world comes into view.

Every inch of land here bears traces of fighting, and countless huge, bottomless cracks crisscross and spread across the earth like a spider web.

At this time, many immortals and gods have poured into this world. Their figures quickly spread out in the ruins, each looking for corners that might contain treasures.

Yang Ling was not in a hurry at all.

He knew very well that the probability of there being Hongmeng Purple Qi hidden in the Huangquan Secret Realm was extremely small.

He now felt like he was the only one sober while everyone else was drunk. He came here only to hide from others and had no expectation of finding the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

Now his main focus is on breaking the formation at the bottom of the Forgotten River.

His intuition told him that what he wanted was inside.

Thanks to the secret of the word "group", Yang Ling made rapid progress in comprehending the formation. In just a few days, he had cracked the outer formation.

He was already able to freely enter the outer area of ​​the formation.

He divided this large formation into three parts: the outermost "cloud" formation, the middle "thunder" formation, and the core "star" formation.

Now, he was cracking the outer part of the cloud formation.

After entering the cloud formation, the view suddenly opened up and an endless sea of ​​clouds appeared before him.

In the sea of ​​clouds, various kinds of clouds are intertwined, colorful, like a peerless painting.

The outermost cloud formation's main function is to block the enemy and trap brothers. It seems to have no killing power, but Yang Ling knows that there is a deadly crisis hidden in these beautiful clouds.

Yang Ling stood above the sea of ​​clouds, his eyes as sharp as torches. Through the swirling clouds, he could feel countless thunders surging.

This is not ordinary thunder and lightning, but the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder cast by the Quasi-saint. Each one contains the power to destroy the heaven and earth, enough to easily shatter the void.

Yang Ling didn't want to rush in without being sure, but he knew one thing in his heart, that is, he didn't have much time left!
He had just killed an Asura general not long ago, and he didn't know if it would attract the attention of the Styx Patriarch.

Therefore, he must break through this Nine Skies Cloud Sky Star Array as soon as possible and get the treasure inside before the Styx Patriarch!
This way, the trip won’t be in vain!
(End of this chapter)