Chapter 1798: Chapter 1795: Alive or Dead, Find Him
He carefully felt the condition within his body. The cultivation level of this body was merely stuck at the First Layer of the Soul Condensing Realm, within the Netherworld where the strong were as numerous as clouds and the weak were devoured, it was not even as good as an ant.
But Xu Wendong was not disheartened. In his past life in the Human World, he was a renowned cultivator genius. Now, given a second chance, he firmly believed he could quickly enhance his strength and embark on the road to revenge.
"Plans cannot keep up with changes!" Xu Wendong’s lips curled into a bitter smile, "Lord Long told me to seize the body of a young master from a big family, but who could have thought I’d end up parasitizing in the body of a worthless young master?"
"I’m destined to walk many winding roads!"
After a sigh of helplessness, Xu Wendong’s gaze became deep: "Since things have come to this point, I must first find a safe place to heal."
Xu Wendong struggled to stand up, with the wound on his chest still seeping blood, the crimson blood flowing slowly down his clothes, and dripping onto the cold ground.
He looked around and found himself in a bleak and silent graveyard, surrounded by dilapidated tombstones and scattered white bones.
These tombstones leaned east and west, some already broken into pieces, with inscriptions blurred beyond clarity, as if telling tales of bygone years.
The white bones trembled slightly in the cold wind, as if crying out to the world about their past experiences, instilling a strong sense of eeriness.
At this moment, from afar came a burst of chaotic footsteps, accompanied by people’s shouting, getting closer and closer.
"Quick, search! That kid must be nearby!" A rough voice rang sharply in the silent graveyard: "Young Master Lin Feng said, live to see the person, dead to see the corpse!"
Xu Wendong’s heart suddenly tightened; they were Lin Feng’s men!
He gritted his teeth against the pain of his wounds, crouched down, and swiftly hid behind a large tombstone.
Through the gap in the tombstone, he saw three men in black holding sharp blades, searching everywhere, with eyes revealing ferocity and greed, as if hunting for some prey.
"That kid was hit by the ’Soul Devouring Nail’; he can’t have run far." Another sharp voice came, tinged with schadenfreude: "Young Master Lin Feng is truly ruthless, not even sparing his own cousin."
"Shut up!" the rough voice immediately scolded: "Do you want to live? Daring to discuss Young Master Lin Feng’s matters?"
Xu Wendong held his breath, not daring to make a sound, sensing the faint Yin energy within his body.
This body was truly too weak, unable to even perform basic hidden aura techniques.
His heart was anxious, his mind racing, needing to find a way to escape. Otherwise, if discovered, certain death awaited.
At this critical moment, his eyes suddenly caught sight of densely packed small characters engraved on the tombstone: "Use blood as a guide, and you can enter this tomb."
Hope ignited in Xu Wendong’s eyes.
Without hesitation, he bit open his finger, causing a rush of fresh blood, which he let drip onto the tombstone.
Instantly, the tombstone emitted a faint red light, flickering erratically.
Following this, a pitch-black deep hole appeared before him, exuding a mysterious aura, as if beckoning him to enter.
He did not hesitate at all, leaping in.
Inside the cave was a deep and dark passageway, with walls inlaid with Netherworld Stones emitting eerie light.
These Netherworld Stones glowed with a ghostly green light, casting the passage into a terrifying gloom.
Xu Wendong cautiously moved along the passage, each step taken with utmost care, fearing to trigger any mechanism.
Soon, he arrived at a spacious stone chamber.
In the center of the chamber lay a giant Bronze Coffin, engraved with mysterious runes that gleamed faintly, as if telling a forgotten history.
"This is..." Xu Wendong slowly approached the coffin, with an inexplicable stirring in his heart.
Suddenly, he felt the Yin energy within his body become restless, as if pulled by a powerful force.
Involuntarily, he reached to touch the coffin, and at the moment his hand touched it, a powerful suction pulled him entirely into the coffin.
What surprised Xu Wendong was that within the coffin was a small grotto.
At the center of the grotto hovered a pitch-black bead, exuding rich Yin energy, swirling around the bead like a mysterious vortex.
"The Soul Condensing Pearl!"
Xu Wendong exclaimed, eyes filled with delight and excitement.
This was a treasure yearned for by cultivators at the Soul Condensing Realm, enabling rapid enhancement of cultivation level and breakthrough in realms.
Immediately, he sat cross-legged, adjusted his breathing, and began his cultivation technique, absorbing the Yin energy from the Soul Condensing Pearl.
As Yin energy continuously poured into his body, the wound on Xu Wendong’s chest healed rapidly, and his once pallid complexion gradually regained some color.
The Yin energy within him surged like a tide, becoming increasingly powerful.
Second level, Third level, Fourth level of the Soul Condensing Realm...
Within just two hours, Xu Wendong relied on his frightening talent and tenacious willpower, breaking through to the Ninth Layer of the Soul Condensing Realm!
This terrifying cultivation speed, if spread, would surely cause a huge uproar throughout the Netherworld, shocking countless people.
At this moment.
The Soul Condensing Pearl suddenly emitted a crisp cracking sound, transforming into a black light, which shot into his brow like lightning.
In an instant, a flood of information poured into his mind like a tide, revealing a cultivation technique named "Nine Netherworlds Manual!"
"This is..."
Xu Wendong widened his eyes in shock, realizing this cultivation technique could devour others’ souls to enhance cultivation!
Though somewhat sinister.
In the harsh and ruthless Netherworld, it was indeed the most suitable cultivation method.
"Lin Feng, you wait." Xu Wendong’s eyes sparkled with a witty smile, "On the day I emerge, will be the day you pay your debts with blood!"
Xu Wendong sat in the center of the grotto, enveloped by dense Yin energy, which burned around him like black flames.
The "Nine Netherworlds Manual" cultivation technique rapidly circulated within him, every meridian greedily absorbing the Yin energy, like an insatiable black hole.
"Though the original owner of this body was a waste, the Lin Family is still a substantial household. The Lin Family’s traditional cultivation techniques are merely trash compared to the Nine Netherworlds Manual!"
"The Ninth Layer of the Soul Condensing Realm... still not enough!"
He slowly opened his eyes, with a gaze like electricity, seemingly able to pierce the darkness.
Even though breaking through the Ninth Layer of the Soul Condensing Realm, a significant gap to the Soul Transformation Realm remained.
In the Netherworld, only reaching the Soul Transformation Realm meant truly entering the cultivation threshold, gaining the qualification to compete with others.
He took out the Jade Pendant learned from Lin Mo’s memory, the only relic left to Lin Mo by his mother.
The pendant was entirely pitch-black, engraved with an ancient and mysterious character "Nether."
This "Nether" character seemed to contain endless power, gleaming faintly in the darkness.
