This is the Stygian Continent, a strange world with only night and no day! The master of this world is a race called the Netherworld.

The Netherworld people are born with the talent of communicating with the underworld, and all they cultivate is the power of the underworld. Their cultivation system is relatively simple, and it is divided into five stages: the quenching period - the underworld period - the underworld period - the underworld period - the underworld period - the underworld ghost stage.

Although there is no difference between day and night in the Dark Moon Continent, there is a difference between fog and fog. When the fog rises, it covers the moonlight, and the sky and the earth are dark, which is the time of rest, and when the fog disperses, the bright moon is in the sky, and the sky is bright, that is, it is the time of busyness.

At this moment, there is no fog between the heavens and the earth, only a bright moon is hanging high in the air, sprinkling the gentle and white moonlight on the earth.

On the earth, there is a mountain range that is not majestic, called "Death Mountain". In the embrace of the Dead Mountain, there are hundreds of families, and these families gathered together to form a tribe called the "Dead Mountain Tribe".

There was an empty teaching ground in the tribe, and at this moment, dozens of children in animal skin shorts were working hard to cultivate. They are all cultivators in the quenching stage, and they can't directly absorb the power of the Yin and Netherworld, so they can only strengthen their physique through continuous training.

"Hmph, hah, hmph, ha......" The uniform sound of the horn echoed with the sound of the children's boxing.

There was a flat boulder around the teaching ground, and at this moment there was a handsome young man about sixteen years old lying on the boulder.

The young man was wearing a cyan robe, and on the left chest of the robe were depicted three very strange mandalas, one purple, one blue, and the remaining one was black! These three mandalas were connected at the end, and the flowers bloomed outwards to form a circle.

The mandala flower is one of the four flowers of the underworld, and it is also the symbol of the Dark Moon Hades!

And the patterns on the robe are also exquisite. Ordinary disciples can only depict one mandala, elite disciples can depict two mandalas, and only Tianjiao, who is extremely talented, can depict three mandalas.

This young man's name is White Candle, and he is indeed a genius disciple of the Dark Moon Underworld, but he has to add the word "once".

The former white candle, full of spirit, just entered the dark moon and the underworld, and was recognized by the three-color mandala, and was given the three-color mandala totem imprint, which can be used to leap with the power of the totem to transcend the same group of disciples who entered the mansion.

At that time, the white candle was surrounded by the sound of whiskers and horses, and even all the disciples called him "senior brother" in unison. It doesn't matter if the white candle itself wants it or not.

But the good times didn't last long, until three years ago, he was fixed at the peak of the quenching stage when his cultivation progress was very fast, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't be promoted to the underworld stage.

Many elders of Hades have tested it, but they have never been able to find the cause. Even the mansion master personally checked it, still shaking his head helplessly.

In this way, the original genius became a waste material in people's mouths overnight, and the crowd that used to be flattering around them also dispersed. After staying in the quenching period for three years, he was finally driven out of the Dark Moon Hades a few days ago. Hades said to the outside world that Bai Zhu was suffering from illness, and letting him go home to recuperate was also a little face reserved for the boy.

The white candle lay on the boulder, one arm resting under his head, and his right hand took out a wooden bead from his bosom and played back and forth.

The beads are yellow-brown in color, unusually round, and covered with rings of annual rings, as if silently telling the endless years she has experienced.

"You, you, what the hell are you! Since I picked you up, my master's cultivation hasn't improved for a day! Now I'm still kicked out of the underworld, it's really unlucky to get home!" White Candle complained angrily.

The bead was obtained during an expedition in a hidden cave. At that time, all kinds of precious medicinal herbs grew everywhere in the cave, and surrounded by these medicinal herbs, there was a stone platform, and this wooden bead was placed on the stone platform.

It's not ordinary!" White Candle concluded at the time.

But what Bai Candle never imagined was that since he picked up this wooden bead, his cultivation had not improved in the slightest, and he suspected that this bead must be secretly making trouble. He once ruthlessly threw Muzhu to the bottom of the cliff, but in a blink of an eye, he found that Muzhu ran into his arms again. Well, this is clearly relying on him!

Bai Zhu also thought about telling the high-level of the underworld about this, but after thinking about it carefully, she dispelled this idea, this wooden bead is absolutely extraordinary, since she chose herself, she can't destroy this opportunity with her own hands. Let's stay up slowly, but I never thought that it would take three years......

Most of the children in the teaching field were eight or nine years old, and they had just embarked on the path of cultivating the underworld. For them, the cultivation of the white candle was already strong enough. Therefore, many children are practicing boxing while looking curiously at this teenager who has just returned to the tribe, and the quality of boxing practice is naturally not as focused as in the past.

"What to see, what to see, a waste that has been driven out of the Dark Moon Hades, what is there to be distracted by you!" a strong and loud voice reprimanded.

Bai Zhu frowned slightly, took the wooden beads back into his arms, looked for a sound, and saw a tall man with a burly figure walking on the teaching field.

When the man saw Bai Zhu coming over, he was not afraid at all, but raised his head provocatively, his eyes were full of disdain, and then said: "Tomorrow Young Master Xiao Yuan and Miss Lin Yueshuang will come back to worship their ancestors, if you want to see it, then look at these two tomorrow." The two of them are the true pride of my Mourning Tribe!

"Xiao Shan's sect leader, right?" Bai Zhu got up and jumped off the boulder, shook off his robe, shook off the dust on his body, and then smiled meaningfully at the burly man in front of him, and even narrowed his eyes into a thin line. Those who knew him well would have known that this man was already in combat mode! That smile was a danger signal!

Xiao Shan was a little flustered, after all, the young man in front of him was a genius who was rare to see in the tribe for hundreds of years, and his talent was far superior to that of Xiao Yuan's son and Miss Lin Yueshuang. But when he thought that he was now in the underworld period, and the other party was just at the peak of the quenching period, he stabilized his mind and said sharply: "That's right, below is Xiao Shan, who is the current head of my Yanshan tribe, and the uncle of Xiao Yuan's son!

Hearing Xiao Shan's words, Bai Candle felt even more funny, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth became even bigger, this Xiao Shan deliberately said that his relationship with Xiao Yuan was nothing more than to deter himself. But just Xiao Yuan, who was following behind him at the beginning, also wanted to shock himself? It's a joke!

"I don't dare to give advice, but Xiao Shan Sect scolded me one by one, if I don't do some punishment, it will inevitably make outsiders think that I have no rules in the Yanshan tribe! Besides, the Hades only said to let me go home to recuperate, but it did not officially expel me from the house. Nominally, I, White Candle, am still a disciple of the Dark Moon Underworld, and now that you are insulting me, don't you even take my Dark Moon Underworld in your eyes?" said White Candle as he slowly walked towards Xiao Shan.

Xiao Shan only felt a powerful coercion coming towards him, as if it was not a thin boy who was coming towards him, but an unusually fierce beast! Xiao Shan finally remembered at this time, the young man in front of him was a person who was recognized by the three-color mandala, and that was a ruthless character who could only be born out of tens of thousands of people!

"Smack!" Just when Xiao Shan's heart was flustered, a strong slap slapped him directly in the face. Suddenly left a bright red palm print!

"I wonder if the head of Xiao Shan is satisfied with the instructions below?" Bai Zhu still smiled, but in the eyes of outsiders, that smile was too cold.

Xiao Shan's face was flushed, and he didn't know if he was slapped by the slap just now, or he was ashamed. His body trembled, he wanted to resist, he wanted to use the means of the underworld to make a move, but he always felt a voice in his heart saying to him: "Give up, you can't beat it...... He's a rare genius in the tribe for hundreds of years, how can you fight it?...... If you can't beat it, you may even die...... Give it up and surrender to him......"

Finally, Xiao Shan gave up, he felt that the young man in front of him was a mountain that he could not overcome in his life, and he didn't even have the courage to make a move.

"Satisfied. Xiao Shan thanked the White Candle Boy for his advice. Xiao Shan lowered his head and knelt on one knee in front of Bai Candle, not daring to look directly at the young man anymore.

Only then did Bai Candle restrain his smile, leaned over and whispered in Xiao Shan's ear: "A master of the underworld period like you, I have killed more than ten! Today, I will spare your life, and teach these juniors in the future, don't be like you, so as not to die, I don't know how to die!"

"Yes, yes...... Many...... Thank you for teaching the White Candle Boy...... Teachings ......" Xiao Shan said tremblingly, he finally understood how stupid his previous provocation was, and he was glad that he was lucky enough. He knew that an arrogant genius like Bai Zhu didn't bother to tell lies, and he said that if he had killed a master of the Netherworld, he must have really killed him! And there were more than ten! This young man in front of him was dangerous! Extremely dangerous!

"Get up, teach well, I'll go back, I don't have to send it. Bai Zhu straightened up, walked past Xiao Shan's burly body, and walked slowly away along a path.

It wasn't until a moment later that Xiao Shan stood up, ignored the chatter around him, and left straight in the other direction. "This matter must be told to Xiao Yuangongzi, although this white candle cultivation is trapped in the quenching period, but the strength of his body is far beyond the ordinary immortal period!

The Dead Mountain is actually a continuous mountain range, not very majestic, but winding, if you want to hide a person, it is still difficult to be quickly discovered. At this moment, Bai Zhu hid in a cave, supporting the stone wall with one hand and covering his chest with the other, the ground was a pool of blood-red liquid, and there were still unwiped bloodshots at the corners of his mouth.

"Phew!" White Candle spat out another mouthful of bloody spit, and then found a clean place to sit down against the stone wall.

"I must quickly find a way to break through to the Netherworld Period, the price of activating the power of the mandala in the Quenching Period is too great, and such a serious backlash cannot be carried a few times with my current body!" Bai Zhu gasped and ripped off his shirt, revealing his strong muscles.

And on the chest of the white candle, I don't know how to imprint the imprint of three mandalas. This is a totem!

Purple, blue, and black are intertwined to form a circle in an unusually strange way. At this moment, the purple and blue mandalas on it were emitting a foul smell, and when you got closer, you could see that the stench did not come from the totem itself, but from the flesh and blood it covered!

Stimulating the power of the totem itself relies on the power of the underworld, and the white candle has not yet penetrated the underworld, but it is just a cultivation at the peak of the quenching period, and forcibly exerting the power of the totem will naturally suffer from the unbearable flesh and blood backlash of ordinary people!

In fact, Bai Zhu just lied, although he is a rare Tianjiao, but in the final analysis, it is just a cultivation in the quenching period, where can he easily kill the master of the underworld period. So far, he has killed only three masters in the Netherworld Period, and every time he has been seriously injured and killed.

Being a man is three points true and seven points false, this is the truth that Bai Zhu realized after experiencing the warmth and coldness of human feelings. People who are too honest will not live long in this world of the jungle!

The pain in his chest was still bone-shattering, but it was much better than before, perhaps too weak, and White Candle slept in this hole......

In this cave, where there are no outsiders, no one can find that the chest of the white candle actually emits a mysterious green glow, and the ghost light flickers, healing the wounds caused by the backlash at a speed visible to the naked eye......