The mad knife finally stopped talking and obediently dodged away.

It seems that he knows where he came from.

Traceless stared at the spirit, feeling as if there was some kind of mysterious rule within it.

It seemed that it was the king of the spirits, so he bowed to him and said: "We are indeed a human race, because we strayed into nothingness, we walked here, we are lost, and we want to get out of nothingness again."

Without a trace deliberately made a very friendly expression that needed help.

The spirit stared for a moment before it spoke: "You lie, no one can pass through the void and live to get here."

Traceless made a helpless expression and said: "What I said is true, if you don't believe it, I will do it."

The spirit stared at Traceless for a moment before saying, "Okay, I can send you out of the Sumeru Realm, but you need to do something for us."

"What's the matter?" Traceless stared at the spirit in confusion.

"Help us retrieve something" spirit is quite mysterious.

"What" without a trace was even more confused.

"It's a head, a crystal skull that once held the soul of the spirit," the spirit said.

Leaving no trace wondered, "Where is it?".

Lingluo blinked, "Aren't you here for the Nine Shadows Palace?"

Nine Secluded Underground Palaces?

It's the first time I've heard of the term without a trace.

The spirit stared at him for a long time before he was sure he really didn't know.

The spirit also transmitted: "The Nine Secluded Underground Palace is spread from ancient times, legend, there is a mystery of the gods hidden in it, as long as the mystery is revealed, you can know the reason for the battle of the ancient gods, in addition, there are many ancient magic weapons in the underground palace, as well as various sacrificial items, it is said that any one of them can be called a god-level spiritual product."

The spirit babbled on and on until Traceless got a little tired of it, and he didn't stop describing.

He stared at Traceless and said, "I'm not interested in those treasures in the dungeon, I just want to get back the holy weapon that originally belonged to our Spirit Clan, the Crystal Skull, as long as you can bring it to me, our Spirit Clan will be grateful to you and willing to do anything for you."

Traceless wondered: "Since you know where the underground palace is, why don't you go and get it yourself."

The spirit shook his head and said, "There is a spirit forbidden technique in that underground palace, and no spirit spirit or ghost can get close to that ban."

Traceless groaned: "It seems that you are not telling the truth."

Lingluo smiled embarrassedly and said: "In addition to this, there is also the extremely dangerous underground palace, it is said that for thousands of years, people who want to enter the underground palace have been ruthlessly killed, and only a few people can come out alive, but they have never really entered the lowest layer of the underground palace."

Traceless frowned and said, "You are right, but the underground palace is full of charms?"

Suddenly, without a trace, he remembered the old man's description of the underground palace.

Lingluo nodded and said: "That's only the outermost layer, and you haven't really entered the dungeon yet, if you go inside the dungeon, you can hardly see the superficial things like charms."

Extradimensional spells or superficial?

Traceless felt a little speechless, but the tone of the spirit expression didn't look like a lie.

He didn't question it anymore, so he stared at the spirit spirit and asked, "Can you send us out and return to the entrance of the Heavenly Gate of the Underground Palace?"

Lingqi shook his head and said, "I can't do that, but I can help you point out a guide, and with it, you may be able to find the exit the fastest."

Traceless was a little disappointed, but it was better to find a glimmer of hope than to scare yourself.

So Traceless accepted the spirit's suggestion and placed it in the so-called crystal skull, which was only a verbal agreement.

You can only get it when you enter the dungeon.

The spirit chatted with him about something more, and then brought it into the body of a strange spirit.

The whole building is a spirit.

"There is nothing for you Terrans to eat, only symbolism has made you some beautiful items, you can taste some tea," he said and beckoned, and several spirits came in with some colorful spirits. They come in a variety of delicate shapes and are simply perfect works of art.

"These are all natural?" Traceless was a little surprised, he knew that each of these exquisite shapes was a living spirit.

"This is a kind of spiritual cultivation, our spiritual spirit originally has no form, but in order to achieve a state of turning the void into reality, we will self-cultivation, restrain ourselves, and finally achieve a so-called static beauty, such as these flowers, which are molded by decades of tempering, and every detail is condensed by tempering willpower."

Lingling said, expressing a sense of longing and nobility, which shows how much he admired such things in his heart.

But to the eyes of the Traceless, these things look like a boring graffiti, does that make sense? No matter how perfect the art form you make yourself, you still can't have a real form, it's like a scoop of water, you have to do dirt things.

There is no similarity between the two in the first place, so why bother yourself.

Perhaps this is the spirit's pursuit of the unreal and infinite, and the so-called extreme emptiness is the essence.

The purpose of the spirits is to challenge themselves, and perhaps that is what they really intend.

Thinking of this, without a trace and then looking at the spirit, it seems that he has some new insights.

It's just that if you want to truly understand the spirit, it's still a little surprising.

As the spirit turns, the spirit takes on an eerie and enchanting hue.

Every angle is like flowing water.

Seeing this scene, Traceless seemed to feel a transcendent spiritual beauty.

The spirit pondered for a long time before saying, "They are just giving you spiritual guidance, remember, they are only making predictions, and the person who really makes the choice is yourself, and they don't know more about nothingness than you do."

"What do you mean?" Traceless stared at the spirit in surprise.

It shook its head and said, "This needs you to understand slowly, or rather, all this is a kind of self-redemption, and you will slowly understand."

The spirit is vague and full of metaphors.

However, Traceless couldn't think clearly, but that didn't prevent him from continuing to understand the two spiritual leads.

He fixed his eyes on the waterfall of light, and in an instant, he saw a reflection of light and shadow within it. With each light, a whirlpool of stunning beauty is presented.

What is it?

A thought came to Traceless's mind, and then a weak syllable came: "I am Lingyi, I am responsible for probability detection, and I am Linger, responsible for trial and error."

Two voices appeared as if out of nowhere, and then disappeared one after the other.

Traceless stared at the two auras, knowing that it was them who spoke, but they didn't seem to have any spirits.

Without a Trace stared at them for a moment, then turned to leave.

With the old man and the mad knife, he said goodbye to the spirit.

As they walked down the hill, the mountain behind them turned into a whirlwind and disappeared.

Then the earth began to shake, cracking a crack out of thin air, and a void passage unfolded in front of him.

Traceless smiled bitterly and walked down.

It turned out that everything was under that spiritual vision. Zero-One Reading Network

When they were back inside the messy pipe.

Traceless immediately took out the two apertures, and they were still there, floating in that strange vortex posture.

One of them: "Frequency detection, the probability is three, then the chance of you getting into the right exit is three percent, you need to make your own judgment".

Another spirit said: "I can reduce the probability of failure by 30%, this is the limit value I can reach."

Wuxian was silent for a long time and shook his head and said: "No, even if it is half the probability, there is a chance of fifty mistakes."

Ling Er said: "You can take the ingestion method, which can reduce the chance of trial and error on a large scale."

Traceless was surprised: 'What is the ingestion method?'.

Ling Er said: "Take half of it, for example, no matter where your correct passage is, it will be divided into left and right sides, for example, there are fifty in this piece, and there are fifty on that side, either within these fifty, or another fifty, so we only need to guess which part of the correct passage is, and we can suddenly change from one out of a hundred to one out of fifty."

Although one out of fifty is still a lot, Traceless also accepts Lingji's suggestion.

"Okay, there is a fifty probability on the left and right, I can have an extra 30 percent probability of specifying the correct channel and then this side, but there is still a 20% probability of error" Ling Erdao.

Traceless shook his head and said, "I believe in you, although continue to deduce."

Ling Er shot the light to the left again and said, "Here you can use the rule of thirds, you can turn the channel here into three points, and each probability is 30%, so you can have a 60% probability of finding the right direction",

Traceless frowned and said, "Why don't you use the dichotomy just now."

Ling Er said: "The dichotomy has been used just now, if you continue to divide the dichotomy, then you have to add the superimposed interference component of the dichotomous law just now, then the probability will form a decreasing, then the judgment will be wrong, so three points is the maximum accuracy that can be achieved in this step."

Without a trace, he had no choice but to follow the division of three pieces, and then under the guidance of Ling Er, he opened the three-point probability choice.

This time he chose which one on the right, and then Reiji floated over.

Traceless stared at him and asked, "Now you switch to the rule of quarters?"

Ling Er shook his head and said: "There is no need for four points, here is already the accurate answer, as long as there are no mistakes in the front, one of the eight choices here is exactly within my trial and error range, if it is all right before, then this is the most correct channel."

Reiji pointed to the exit and said.

Traceless frowned and said, "What if something goes wrong in front."

Reiji smiled and said, "Everything starts from scratch, I asked Reichi to do the frequency positioning, and we can come back again."

Traceless sighed helplessly, and began to rush into the passage with the old man with the mad knife.

This time with the spirit guide, the effect was different, they took a lot of forks in the road, but none of them got lost. It wasn't until they came to an empty and empty time and space that they realized that they had gone wrong.

As soon as the spirits unfolded the frequency, they were instantly teleported back to their original places.

Then start trial and error.

Again and again, they returned a dozen times, and the last time they finally found the right exit. It turns out that this exit is under the Heavenly Gate of the Underground Palace.

Just as Lingji and Lingyi were about to leave, Traceless stared at them again and asked, "Can you help us save people?"

As he spoke, he told the spirits what they looked like.

Ling Yi Ling Er thought for a while and said, "If you want to find out from the great nothingness, you almost can't."

Traceless was a little disappointed, but he suddenly remembered a possibility and said, "What if I could make them feel like you."

Ling Er and Ling Yi glanced at each other before saying, "That's much simpler."

Traceless immediately unfolded the Extreme Spirit Realm, releasing that faint sense to Ling Yi and Ling II.

After they reconnoitred, Lingyi turned on the frequency, and then countless lights and shadows shuttled back and forth, and I don't know how many figures switched past. Eventually, Reiji returned with a geist.

Then they continued to shuttle, each longer and longer.

Until all the geists returned, Lingyi Lingji had lost almost all of its brilliance.

Traceless immediately cherished them in his arms, then stared at the wandering spirits and said, "I brought you back, you shouldn't hate me."

The smiling Yan Luo said: "That's right, no matter how empty it is, I really don't have to worry about being sucked away by the Extreme Soul Realm, but I can't stand such a lonely place."

"Me too" and the Demon God, along with several other spirits, echoed in unison.

Seeing that several geists had expressed their positions, Traceless no longer felt that there was a problem.

He took them to open the right passage and rushed directly into the gate of heaven.

At this time, it was still that gray-brown void, but the strong man seemed to be long gone.

There was only a grayish-brown cloud.

Where did that guy go?

Just when he was surprised, there was suddenly another geist beside him.

When did it become a geist?

Isn't that the guy?

The smiling Yan Luo smiled and said, "That's because it's self-inflicted, maybe it has stimulated the Extreme Spiritual Realm in your body."

I see.

Leaving no trace with a helpless sigh, he ignored the geist and turned farther away, where he found the entrance to the Heavenly Gate. It's like a palace gate.

It's just that the palace gate is covered by a circle of purple seals, and in front of it, there is also an armored warrior.

He was as motionless as a statue. The long sword in his hand was deeply clubbed to the ground, and the whole person seemed to have merged with the palace again.

Staring at the huge statue-like armored warrior, Traceless looked at the mad knife and said, "He is the last strong man?"

Crazy Knife nodded and said, "Only he is called the guardian of the Heavenly Gate, because everyone else became the gatekeeper after he was captured."

Hearing this, Traceless didn't gasp. He knew how powerful the previous powerhouses were.

This man was able to subdue them, and the combat power can be imagined.

The mad knife clenched his fist vigorously and said, "I have long wanted to compete with him in sword skills."

Seeing that the armored warrior was also holding a long knife in his hand, the mad knife was a little itchy.

"Crazy Knife, how sure are you?"

The mad knife choked up: "There is no one, but my mad knife will never succumb to any knife technique."

Traceless dragged him and said, "This is not the time to be strong, since we can't defeat it from the forces, we can only outwit it."

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With the flicking of the crazy knife arm, he turned around helplessly, stared at the old man and said, "Use your brain, find him, Lao Tzu only has brute force."

Without a trace had no way to take the mad knife, he could only reassure him and said: "I want to fight and go out, but now we need to get out, either we are trapped here, or we have to defeat him, you choose."

Traceless and the old man discussed countermeasures together.