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The spirit ship of the North Sea Holy Land passed through the sky like a stream of light. As it gradually approached the Netherworld, its speed slowly decreased, as if it felt the invisible pressure from this forbidden land.

At this moment, several dark shadows emerged from the dark and dark ghost den like ghosts, and arrived in front of the spirit ship in the blink of an eye.

They were dressed in black robes, their faces hidden in shadows, revealing a strong sense of coldness.

The characteristics are so obvious, it is obvious that these people are local monks from the Netherworld, and they are responsible for verifying the origins and identities of outsiders.

As the person in charge of this trip, Zhang Liang naturally had to come forward to take over.

His expression was calm as he moved towards the black-robed monks, saluted with his hands clasped together, and then presented a series of supporting documents in an orderly manner.

These certificates record in detail the ownership of the spirit ship, the purpose of the trip, the identity information of the people on board, etc.

After careful inspection and verification, the black-robed monks finally confirmed that Cao Rui and his group were monks from the North Sea Holy Land, and that they came here to participate in the battle monk event.

After learning of this result, the black-robed monks looked at each other and nodded slightly.

Then, a black-robed monk took out a piece of talisman paper emitting a strange light and waved it lightly. The talisman paper flew to the spirit ship as if it had life and stuck steadily to the side of the ship.

This is a temporary identity confirmation mark, indicating that this spirit ship has passed the inspection and can move freely in the underworld for a period of time.

The monks in the underworld can use special means to detect the information recorded on the talisman paper.

At the same time, another black-robed monk took out ten identity tokens of ancient style and handed them to Cao Rui and ten other disciples who were about to attend the event.

Each token is engraved with a unique string of numbers, which are said to be used for matchmaking at subsequent events.

Cao Rui took his identity token and took a closer look, only to see that the number on it was 123.

This number is very smooth, maybe it will bring him good luck!

After all the formalities were completed, the black-robed monks bowed to Zhang Liang and others again, then disappeared without a trace in a flash, as if they had never appeared.

At this point, Cao Rui and others finally completed the entry procedures smoothly.

With a slight tremor, the spirit ship restarted and slowly sailed into the depths of the Netherworld...

The boundaries of the Netherworld's ghost den's territory were defined within the entire vast basin.

This basin is like a naturally formed solid barrier, isolating this mysterious place from the outside world.

The basin here is also unique and full of strange things. It actually gave birth to a large amount of dark-attributed ghostly alien energy.

Because of this, when Cao Rui and his party stepped into the Netherworld, they immediately felt an eerie chill coming towards them, as if countless Netherworld energies were about to invade their bodies.

Yuan Qi is a higher level existence than ordinary spiritual energy. Its variety and changes are beyond imagination.

And this Netherworld Energy is just one of many special energies.

At this moment, the spirit ship of the North Sea Holy Land, led by a cultivator from the Netherworld, slowly landed in a wide parking area near the venue of the battle and cultivation event.

The Netherworld monk who was in charge of guiding the people was wearing a black robe, tightly wrapped from head to toe, and even his face was covered by a strange ghost mask.

This kind of attire is very common for the monks in the underworld.

He only said in a low and hoarse voice: "Everyone, the spirit ship can be anchored here, there is no need to find a specific fixed location."

After saying that, he turned and walked away, soon disappearing from everyone's sight.

In this huge parking lot, there are many spiritual warships of various shapes and shining lights parked densely.

These spirit ships are like sleeping beasts, lying dormant here quietly.

The spirit ships belonging to the North Sea Holy Land seemed to be a little late among the many spirit ships.

The North Sea Holy Land is located in the vast northern region of the Frost Sky Realm. Compared with other forces, its location is extremely remote, and the journey is long and dangerous.

Because of this, when they arrived, most forces had already arrived first.

Among the areas surrounding the North Sea Holy Land, the closest one is the Kunpeng Demon Land.

Zhang Liang's eyes were sharp and he soon discovered the magnificent spirit ship from Kunpeng Demon Land, which was built with the skeleton of an ancient demon fairy as its theme.

He ordered several mentors to operate their own spirit ships to slowly approach and accurately dock on the side of the Kunpeng Demon Land Spirit Ship.

Just as the spirit ship had landed smoothly, a hearty shout came from the spirit ship in Kunpeng Demon Land: "Haha, brother Zhang Liang! Come over and have a drink with us!"

Following the sound, he saw a tall and mighty monster with a lion's head and a human body waving at Zhang Liang with a smile on his face.

It was obvious that he recognized that this was the spiritual ship of the North Sea Holy Land, and then he also recognized Zhang Liang.

This demon cultivator with a lion's head and a human body exudes a powerful aura. He is obviously a ninth-level demon cultivator with unfathomable strength. His strength is comparable to that of a human cultivator in the fusion stage.

Moreover, his position in the Kunpeng Demon Land is extremely important, and he came here this time as the leader of a group of demon cultivators.

His identity and role are exactly the same as Zhang Liang in the Beihai Holy Land.

Zhang Liang was obviously very familiar with this lion-headed demon cultivator. He licked his lips and immediately said to the disciples on the deck: "The event will officially start tomorrow. You can move freely around in the next few hours, but remember to bring your identity tokens and don't go too far away."

Cao Rui and a group of Holy Land Academy disciples nodded in agreement.

Then Zhang Liang left a mentor to guard the spirit ship, and took the other mentors to the spirit ship of the Kunpeng Demon Land next door with a smile.

"I heard that the demon fruit wine from Kunpeng Demon Land is extremely famous." Lu Li said softly.

Ok?

So this guy went out to drink?

Oh my god, Zhang Liang looks quite serious, but I didn't expect he is such a heavy drinker.

He had just arrived, and without making any arrangements for his disciples, he went to drink first.

Cao Rui complained slightly in his heart, not knowing what Chu Xiyue's current situation was.

"Brother Cao, now that we are here, why don't we go to the underworld and take a look at the local customs and culture." Cheng Li came up to Cao Rui and invited him.

The Netherworld Ghost Den is the second power point that Cao Rui arrives at in the Frost Sky Realm.

Although this place is also themed around human cultivators, the style of cultivation is very different from that of the North Sea Holy Land.

It is indeed worth seeing.

Cao Rui was also somewhat curious about the environment here.

Then he nodded.

So the instructors on the ship went to drink, while the nine disciples and Cao Rui, the city guard, got off the spirit ship and went for a stroll.