Chapter Seventeen: Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure, Mysterious Pearl of the Abyss

  The river's heart is high in the air.

  As the black light spewing from the cave entrance transformed, the auras of the three powerful beings standing in mid-air suddenly fluctuated.

  "Ghostly Pearl?"

  Before the words had fallen, a black light shot over from afar and dove into the river bottom. Perhaps sensing the three powerful auras in the clouds along the way, it hesitated for a moment before transforming into a black rainbow that flew towards them, revealing its figure in front of the three spirits.

  "Teacher, two venerable ones!"

  A dark light flashed, and in an instant, a figure emerged from the void. An old man with a black robe and wide sleeves appeared, with golden threads embroidered on his sleeves. Under his feet, a black square disc transformed into a streak of dim light held in his hand. He bowed slightly towards the clouds, and three streams of spiritual light floated gently before him.

  Slightly surprised, Lin Ji's face relaxed, and he glanced at the black-robed beardless old man flying up to the clouds, stroking his beard and smiling lightly:

  "Not bad, not bad."

  "Teacher, disciple..."

  And wait at the border." Lin Ji waved his hand to signal the old man in black to calm down.

  The black-robed old man who arrived later was one of the eighteen elders of Lianyun Village, originally a third-generation direct disciple of Lin Ji's personal transmission, and the orthodox heir to Lin Ji's Yin-Yang Two Instruments Way. However, this black-robed old man specialized in cultivating the extreme yin death way, and is now half a step into the middle stage, with the fourth-stage realm in sight. This time, he hurriedly came after sensing the explosion of vengeful spirits' aura on the ground.

  Originally, the nameless black toxic Yuanqi that appeared for you was the vengeful energy of the underworld. This riverbank underground was originally a small ancient battlefield in the distant past, with corpses piled up like mountains and white bones forming forests, located in a cold and gloomy place.

  The blue waves are surging, the earth's veins are trembling, and the river is changing its course. After ten thousand years, this place will be a vast expanse of green ripples.

  The river covers, although there was a faint aura of resentment and grievance in the past, it is difficult to detect because the leakage of yuanqi is too small, and secondly, the yuanqi has been purified by the water at the bottom of the river. Only creatures like the yin-yang spirit snake that are extremely sensitive to yin-yang yuanqi can discover and track it down to this place to settle.

  The Yuanyang Pearl is the essence of the concentrated resentment and grievances of countless souls in this land, merged with the turbid energy of the earth's veins. Born from heaven and nurtured by the earth, it has obtained the refined energy of heaven and earth, making it a treasure worthy of being called a heavenly material and earthly treasure. Even in the vast expanse of the universe, such naturally born treasures are rare, and when they appear, they must be accompanied by a great storm. This pearl not only serves as a vessel for the yin spirit but can also transform into an external yuan Shen, adding another life to its owner.

  This pearl delights in absorbing the vital energy and harmonizing power of the sun, once the yin-yang energies are balanced within the mysterious pearl, its spiritual essence will surely ascend to a higher level.

  At this time, at the bottom of the river, Jun Wuming was startled to see that the black bead had come again, and in the blink of an eye it was already between his eyebrows!

  In the midst of crisis, he didn't panic. Although the divine water technique's power within his body was being suppressed by the absolute poison of the Netherworld, it was still circulating albeit turbidly. However, at this moment, Jun Wuming's spiritual energy had condensed and the Netherworld's power couldn't completely invade and seal it off for a while!

  In the sea of consciousness, your nameless spiritual power takes shape, black spiritual energy swirling and dancing, emitting a vast aurora that illuminates the entire sea of consciousness. As your nameless magical powers change in nature, the light blue ocean in the sea of consciousness has almost transformed into a dead sea of blackness.

  Flickering lights and shadows dance, the spiritual entity's silhouette is surrounded by a majestic black river that wraps around it. This is the overseas siege, as the dark and gloomy resentment of the underworld transforms into chains, layer by layer, slowly pressing in on the territory of the Sea of Consciousness.

  Rumbling, the spiritual ocean in the sea of consciousness surged, and the spiritual entity in the sea of consciousness suddenly opened its eyes. Looking around, the situation in the sea of consciousness was instantly clear at a glance.

  All this happened between the spark of electricity, although slow but instantaneous. Hey, a smile, a move of mind, the divine water river surrounding the dark spiritual entity suddenly turned into a black light and shot out from between the eyebrows.

  The black light was like a startled swan, and in an instant it burst out, colliding with the Yuanyang Pearl.

  "Plop" sound of ice instantly frozen, ice cubes fell into the water.

  Seeing the solution to the imminent crisis before his eyes, he dared not delay any further. With a heavy palm strike, he forced himself to thicken the ice block with one palm. He vigorously drew out the mysterious divine water's power from within his body and began to slowly expel the extremely potent dark poison from his body.

  In the meridians, the glittering black divine water of the law transforms into a stream that circulates in the great heavenly cycle, refining and absorbing the dark, mysterious, flame-like breath of the body's innate vitality.

  As he practiced, the dark energy on the face of the black-clad youth sitting cross-legged on the reef gradually dissipated. It wasn't until all the eerie and sinister auras within his body were fully refined that the dark purple color on Jun Wuming's face completely disappeared.

  Open your eyes and take a deep breath.

  A strange black smoke was gently sent into the water by a young man in black, and the black smoke merged into the icy river water. Only to see a large area of water around quickly turned black, as thick as ink, and in the blink of an eye, it was washed away by the clear and rapid river water, returning to calmness.

  After finishing his meditation, Jun Wuming instinctively lifted his head to take a look. In the midst of his senses, he felt three powerful auras emerging from the clouds, as strong as the sun in the sky, making no attempt to conceal their presence. Moreover, their auras were slightly turbulent and fluctuating, clearly showing that they had grown impatient.

  A glint of light flashed in his eyes, and Jun Wuming's heart stirred - had the peach picker arrived?

  With thoughts in mind, hands not slow, a wave of the hand, threads of magical power surge and spread. Only to see the surrounding water flow instantly transformed into a thick water pillar supporting Junwu's nameless body shape, instantly entering the cloud layer.

  "You young junior, you have no name and yet you've met three venerable ones, you've even met Elder Qi!"

  Four figures appeared in the clouds, and Jun Wuming was slightly stunned. This black-clothed old man had appeared here, which was quite unexpected.

  Look at his attire, black clothes and brocade robe, the golden threads in his sleeves transformed into a auspicious cloud, it was clearly the formal dress of the elder of Lianyun Villa. The rules of Lianyun Villa were not to be trifled with, but only the eighteen elders of the clan could have golden threads on their sleeves, ordinary elders could only have silver threads and dared not to usurp.

  "Are you Jun Wuming, the disciple of Qing Lao Tou?" The black-robed old man looked at the face of the black-robed young man, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, as if he had seen Jun Wuming before.

  Lianyun Mountain Village has been guarding the misty forest for thousands of years. Eighteen mountain strongholds are scattered around the Taoshan Mountains.

  The department is located on the top of eighteen peaks in the Taoshan mountain range.

  The village is densely populated, with many elderly people in charge of various tasks. Normally, it's difficult for them to gather together, except during the autumn hunting season every few years or when the young adults in the village hold an ancestral worship ceremony. This black-robed elder has only seen you a few times over the past decade, mainly because you are the direct disciple of another familiar elderly villager.

  "The junior is indeed unknown to you, having met the elder of the Qi clan." The unknown one was naturally familiar with the elder in front of him. As a cultivator, his eyes were wide and bright, his spirit far surpassing that of ordinary people. Although they had only met a few times, the unknown one's memory was especially deep.

  You have no name, with a smile on your face, but in your heart, you secretly sigh and feel bitter. It's just that knowing you has made things troublesome for me.

  This elder is the third in line under Tai Shang's senior, Lin Ji Men, and specializes in the extreme yin method of death. Normally, he focuses on his cultivation and rarely shows his face. It's said that this elder has already reached the half-step to the fourth stage of the Extreme Yin Realm, and the flames of calamity have been ignited. Achieving the fourth stage is imminent, yet at this moment, he doesn't close himself off for cultivation but instead appears before us; it's probably not a good thing.

  Press down the thoughts in mind and see what this elder of the Qi tribe has to say. Jun Wuming had already made up his mind not to speak, and he secretly guessed why this tribal elder had come.

  The old man in black couldn't help but smile at the sight of you, who are so carefree and innocent-looking, yet remain silent and expressionless.

  Hei Yi Lao Zhe was Lin Ji's third direct disciple, named Qi Zheng Heng. This time he was in closed-door meditation to comprehend the mysteries of the Yin Spirit Realm when he suddenly sensed a surge of resentment from a dark and gloomy aura not far away. The black aura was as thick as a cloud pillar in his field of vision, as vast as the great sun of the underworld, merging with his breath, drawing in his vital energy, and stirring his heart. His intuition told him that this was a great opportunity; if he could unravel the profound mystery of this treasure, the Yin Spirit would be within reach.

  Rushing to break through the pass, hurrying to arrive.

  The young man in black standing above the water pillar was respectful, not saying a word. The old man in black was somewhat restless at heart, originally wanting to take advantage of the situation, but this young man's silence made him worry that things might not go as smoothly as expected.

  It's about the path, but it can't be delayed, or else changes will occur. Just as he was about to speak, the old man in black suddenly looked up and saw that Lin Ji's eyes, which were gazing at the young man, seemed somewhat unusual.

  Another stir in his heart, old

  The master's eyes gleamed with a hint of thought, and he took a few steps forward, walking in front of Lin Ji, saying in a low voice:

  "I report to the venerable master, I was originally in the mountain stronghold, closed off and cultivating, seeking the realm of the mysterious spirit. However, suddenly my heart stirred with a sense of foreboding, and I felt that this place had a brilliant treasure light shooting up into the sky, which attracted my heart and spirit, merging with the realm of the Way. It greatly assisted me in achieving the wondrous function of the mysterious spirit. Therefore, under the great stirring of my heart and spirit, I hastily rushed here."

  The old man in black pursed his lips, deliberated in his heart, organized his words, and stood before Lin Ji, telling him what he thought and wanted without hiding anything.

  Lin Ji looked up and down at his apprentice, only to see that the disciple in front of him had a mixed aura like fire, with extremely yin energy rising from between his eyebrows, a pure black flame fluttering on his brow, and mysterious energy emanating from it, as if something terrifying was gestating inside.

  Is the achievement of the dark god imminent?

  He looked a bit embarrassed, turned his head back, furrowed his brow and gazed at the black-clad youth on the water pillar.

  At this moment, Lin Ji's gaze swept over, and he understood in his heart. With a wave of his palm, a circular black ice block enveloped the pure black gemstone, which floated in mid-air. At this time, the black gemstone was emitting a faint black glow, and the surrounding black ice blocks were slowly melting. However, as Jun Wuming's black magic poured into his palm, the black ice blocks quickly thickened again, holding their own against the gemstone's black glow, preventing it from escaping and causing harm once more.

  "Indeed it is the Pearl of the Underworld!" His eyes lit up and a hint of joy appeared on the face of the old man in black.

  "Ghostly Pearl?"

  The old man in black clothes did not hide it either, and slowly told the origin of the Youming Pearl.

  He then stared at the black-clothed youth with his eyes fixed tightly, and said in a gentle voice, "Young friend, what I want you to know is that this treasure concerns my future path, it's really hard to give up. Although this pearl has some benefits for you, but it's not an indispensable thing, however, this treasure is precious and rare, I'd like to exchange it with you, how about it?"