I ran all the way to the deepest part of the alley, where the buildings and high walls on both sides of the road completely blocked the light, and there was darkness around me.

Squatting in the dark, I finally felt a little more comfortable, but my stomach was still distending, as if it could explode at any moment.

I don't know how long this process lasted, until I felt a violently swollen stomach that seemed to deform all the other organs in my body, and suddenly there was a tingling pain in the back of my neck, which felt like someone had punched a long steel nail into my cervical vertebrae, and the sudden pain made my mouth open wide, but I couldn't make a sound at all.

Immediately after, I felt something rush down my throat into the night sky, and when it came out, along with all my energy and physical strength, it also rushed out like a flood.

The pain in the back of my neck was still there, and I felt a strong sense of collapse.

It was as if someone had hung me on a meat hook and roasted me, and my blood and grease were all roasted and I was almost a dried corpse.

At that time, I even had a strange scene in my mind, in the haze, there was a person hanging on the lava pool in the distance, he was far away from me, I couldn't see his appearance clearly, but I knew that the person was me.

Even though I knew it was just an illusion in my mind, I felt a sense of despair at the end of my life.

This death was almost inviolable, it was approaching me little by little, but I couldn't move at all, I could only watch the smoke of death slowly swallow me.

In my blurred vision, I did see a large puff of smoke enveloping the man hanging from the lava pool, and I couldn't see him at all, only the black that wrapped around the surface of his body, and two white lights that faintly pierced through the darkness.

The soles of his feet lit up with a white light, which was faint but could tear through the darkness.

At the same time, there was a warmth in the center of my feet, which slowly flowed through my body along my meridians, and I gradually became conscious, and the illusion in my mind dissipated, and all I could see at this moment was the darkness in the alley.

At first, I thought that this inexplicable warm current was just part of the illusion, but when I came to my senses, I realized that it was actually real.

I carefully identified the path of the warm current, and gradually I could tell that it was coming from the spring point on the soles of my feet.

It was supposed to be an essence hidden in the Yongquan cave, and it contained a Qi field that did not belong to me.

It was yin and yang, but it was very neutral and peaceful, and when it continued to flow in my body, I felt that my heart had also stabilized.

I gradually came back to my senses, isn't this the weird Qi field that merged with me when Wu Lin and I entered the broken space, it seems that now it has turned into two balls of essence and is stationed on the soles of my feet.

It didn't take long for the essence to spread along the meridians on my back, and I felt as if a large wrinkled hand was caressing my back, and the warm palm drove away the strong feeling of collapse and the pain in the back of my neck.

It wasn't until I regained my strength that the essence flowing through my body slowly gathered up again.

I thought that after they were fully gathered, they would flow back down the meridians to my Yongquan acupoint, but I didn't expect that the essence would suddenly disappear before it could be fully gathered.

Or maybe it didn't disappear, but it was hidden so deep that I couldn't perceive its presence.

At this moment, I felt as if there was yin qi stirring on the top of my head, in fact, I wasn't sure if it was yin qi, but I knew that there was a qi field floating above my head, and its nature was somewhat similar to yin qi.

I subconsciously raised my head, and I saw a layer of dark green mist floating in the sky, like a delicate veil floating in the air, gently shaking with the night breeze.

Is this what comes out of my body?

I stretched out my palm, thinking I could touch the "tulle" in the air, only to find that it only seemed to be close to me, but it was actually far away from me.

It's like, sometimes you see clouds in the sky, and you think these clouds with shadows are within reach, but they are actually floating at a height of 10,000 meters.

I knew I couldn't touch anything in the air, but I was still trying to do nothing, I stood on tiptoe and spread my whole body, I knew I couldn't touch it, but at least I could get closer to it.

In fact, now that I think about it, my consciousness seemed to be a little floating at that time, and the whole person was in a state of half wakefulness and half haze.

This is not a muddled nightmare in the ordinary sense, but a strange sense of detachment.

Maybe at that moment, I felt like I was out of time and space for the first time, but I didn't realize it at that time.

As I stretched out my arm in the dark, the Nether Treasure kept trembling slightly, and as time slowly passed in the darkness, it vibrated faster and faster, and its amplitude grew louder and louder.

It wasn't until the slight tremor turned into a violent shock that I fumbled my way into my pocket and pulled out the Nether Treasure.

The edge of this ancient coin was not sharp, but when I grasped it in the palm of my hand, I felt a tingling pain at the base of my finger, and then I smelled a faint smell of blood.

The smell spilled from the wound at the base of the finger and slowly spread through the dark alley.

The darkness had sealed my eyes, but a strange sight had emerged in my mind, and I saw my blood wafting out of my palms like wisps, like a flower slowly blooming.

The flowers bloom more and more, and the color of the petals becomes redder and redder.

When the flower was at its limit, the petals the color of boiling blood, the dark green veil floating above my head suddenly brightened.

My eyes widened, and the green light in the air reflected in my eyes in the night, like a river piercing the night sky, caused by the breeze, stirring up ripples in the water.

The ripples grew longer and longer, and the river rushed faster and faster, and before long a bronze gate broke through the water and rose silently from the river.

Ghost Gate!

I distinctly remember that when I first encountered the fierce god in the shattered space, the Netherworld Tongbao summoned this bronze ghost door in a violent tremor.

At this point I looked up at it, it was floating in mid-air, it seemed so far away from me that I couldn't judge its size.

To the naked eye, it was only about the size of a small cloud in the sky, but I had a vague premonition that it seemed to want to swallow the entire night sky.

Under my gaze, the ghost door completely surfaced and slowly opened.

As the heavy door panel opened, the dark green water seemed to be disturbed, and it boiled for no reason, and when I saw the large number of blisters raised on the surface of the river, I suddenly remembered the boiling water canal I saw in the broken space.

After a full twenty minutes, the ghost door finally opened completely, and the moment the door stopped moving, the river suddenly fell silent, and my heart sank, and I felt as if the earth shrouded in night had lost all vitality at this moment.

The ghost door with the door wide open stood there quietly, and on the other side of the door was a quiet ghostly light, and on the other side of the door, there was a quiet night.

I had a faint feeling that in this overly extreme silence, there seemed to be a great force brewing silently.

For a moment, without warning, I realized that the silence of the night sky had been broken, and then, a huge attraction suddenly erupted from the ghost gate, and a silent hurricane swirled violently in the night dome, and even the yin and yang qi between heaven and earth poured into the ghost gate uncontrollably.

First the Yin and Yang Daqi, then the telekinesis on my body, and then the lonely ghosts and wild ghosts lurking in the night, all of them were sucked into the ghost gate by this huge power.

In the line of sight, countless souls were flashing rapidly, like clusters of meteors gathered together, rushing into the ghost gate at a speed that was difficult to catch with the naked eye.

I don't know how many lonely souls have been sucked away by the ghost gate, I just know that every time there is an extra soul in the ghost gate, there is more pressure in my heart.

This kind of pressure didn't appear out of thin air, there was really a force pressing on my heart, and as more and more souls were sucked into the ghost gate, this force became stronger and stronger.

I realized at that time that all the souls that had been sucked into by the ghost gate had entered my body.

It wasn't until now that I began to seriously consider what the Sky Cloud Dao Master had said to me.

The entire underworld is hidden in your body.

I knew that this was simply impossible, but why did the Sky Cloud Daoist say such a thing, and if his words were wrong, how could he explain the scene in front of him?

The attraction in the ghost gate appeared suddenly, and when it disappeared, it was still without warning.

When the last group of lonely ghosts entered the ghost gate, my vision suddenly blurred, and by the time I recovered, the ghost door was closed, and the attraction that could almost swallow the night sky disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared.

I squinted my eyes to take a closer look at the bronze ghost door, but at this moment, my vision blurred again, and then, I felt my heart first loosen, then sank, as if something had returned to my body.

After a minute, my vision finally returned to normal, the night sky was no longer as dark as it was just now, at the west pole of my sight, a small cloud floated on the unreachable dome, and the moonlight of midnight pressed on this cloud, outlining the outline and shadow of the cloud, and beside me, I don't know when there was an extra street lamp.

The dim light shone behind me, and I looked straight ahead and saw my shadow reflected on the opposite wall.

The lights in the depths of the alley, along with the moon half obscured by the clouds, seemed to deliberately instill in me an awareness that all the sights I had just seen were fake.

I lifted my hand and looked at the Nether Treasure in my hand, and now it had stopped shaking, and there were no scars on the base of my fingers.

But on the edge of the palm, there was a wisp of blood that had not completely dried up.

(End of chapter)