Wu Gengji, I will become Zi Yu's apprentice at the beginning! ! !

In the gloomy cave, Bu Wen Bu Wen looked firm, his eyes revealed a hint of determination, and he said, "There is no time to lose, let's set off immediately."

After saying this, she turned around gracefully and paid a solemn salute to the eternal night deep in the cave. Her clear voice echoed in this quiet and eerie environment: "Senior, I am leaving!"

The sound seemed to carry some mysterious power, hitting the walls of the cave back and forth and lingering for a long time.

Wang Hun also stood tall and straight like a pine tree, with a solemn and dignified expression. He bowed respectfully towards Eternal Night and said loudly: "Senior, I'm leaving." After he finished speaking, the two of them quickly left the cave with their sleeves fluttering.

As soon as he left the cave, Wang Hun couldn't hold back his anxiety and asked impatiently, "Where is the Ancient Dark Mountain?"

His tone was full of anticipation for the unknown, as if the Ancient Dark Mountain was hiding countless secrets, waiting for him to explore.

He looked calm and composed, nodded slightly, his eyes showing confidence and composure, and said calmly: "Of course I know, come with me."

After saying this, she tapped the ground with her toes and rushed towards the north like a light and nimble swallow. Her posture was agile and graceful, and her movements were done in one go without any delay.

Seeing this, Wang Hun followed them without hesitation. The figures of the two disappeared in a flash like ghosts, leaving only a slight sound of wind lingering outside the cave, as if it was a sigh of their departure.

After they left, the low and slightly mysterious muttering of Eternal Night came from the depths of the cave: "Underworld, hey, what should I do next?"

The voice echoed faintly in the darkness, as if a conspirator hidden in the shadows was secretly planning something, adding a touch of weirdness to this mysterious world of hell.

The sound seemed to be swallowed up by the darkness, and seemed to spread in the darkness, making people shudder, as if there was a pair of invisible eyes watching everything in the darkness.

Wang Hun followed closely behind Bu Wen Wu Wen. Along the way, they were like two nimble flying birds, flying rapidly in the sky. Below them was a vast land, full of dangers.

There are steep and dangerous valleys, which are bottomless and the bottom of the valley seems to be an endless abyss, exuding a chilling breath, as if it is the earth's gaping mouth, ready to swallow up any creature that dares to approach; there are surging rivers, the river water is roaring and rushing, raising layers of huge waves, and the waves are like angry beasts, constantly beating the river bank, making a deafening roar; there are also eerie and terrifying swamps, exuding a disgusting stench. The swamp looks calm on the surface, but it actually hides mysteries. If you are not careful, you will fall into it and there is no way out.

But with their agility and extraordinary alertness, the two cleverly bypassed these obstacles and rushed north. Their figures drew graceful arcs in the sky, as if they were integrated with the sky, becoming a unique landscape on this vast land.

Finally, after many hardships, they arrived at the foot of a towering mountain. The mountain was so high that it reached the clouds, and was surrounded by clouds and mist, giving people a mysterious and solemn feeling.

There was a powerful aura emanating faintly from the mountain. That aura seemed like an invisible pressure that made people breathless, as if countless pairs of eyes were secretly watching them, making people shudder.

Bu Wen Wu Wen landed slowly and lightly on the ground with graceful and natural movements, and Wang Hun also landed steadily on the ground.

Wang Hun looked around, his eyes full of confusion, and asked, "Is this the Ancient Ming Mountain? Why not fly directly up?" His voice sounded particularly loud at the foot of the silent mountain, as if it had broken some kind of peaceful balance.

He looked calm, raised his head slightly, and looked at the top of the mountain covered with clouds. His eyes were full of depth, and he said calmly: "You will know soon."

At this moment, the surrounding fog began to surge slowly as if it was stirred by an invisible giant hand, as if some mysterious power was awakening.

After a while, a large number of black shadows gradually emerged from the fog ahead, and the shadows were like ghosts in nightmares, which made people feel creepy. Those black shadows were looming in the fog, as if they were ghosts from another world, with a mysterious and terrifying atmosphere.

Wang Hun's eyes shone, and he summoned the Day and Night Soul Sword without hesitation. The sword was emitting black and white light, and as the light shone, there was a faint sound of thunder, as if the sword was demonstrating to the enemy.

The light illuminated a small area around it, forming a sharp contrast with the surrounding darkness. Wang Hun held the magic sword in his hand, his posture was as agile as a pine tree, his eyes were vigilantly staring ahead, and he was fully focused on guarding against the impending danger. His body was tense, like a cheetah ready to pounce at any time, full of strength and alertness.

At the same time, Bu Wen Wu Wen also quickly drew out the Prison Shadow Sword. As soon as the sword was unsheathed, it emitted a bone-chilling cold air, and a faint black light flickered on the sword body, as if it was the dark light from hell, which made people afraid. The cold air seemed to be able to penetrate the human soul, making people feel a deep fear.

As the shadows gradually approached, they finally saw the true faces of these mysterious creatures. They were hideous black skeleton soldiers, their bodies were made up of black bones, and strange green phosphorescent lights flickered on the bones, as if they were ghost lights from hell, illuminating their empty and terrifying eye sockets.

These black skeleton soldiers were divided into several teams. Some of them held spears with the tips of the spears flashing with cold light, as if they could easily pierce through anything that blocked them; some held bows and arrows with taut bowstrings and green phosphorescent fire flashing on the arrows, as if they were messengers of death, ready to take people's lives at any time; some waved broadswords with bloodstains on them, emitting a strong bloody smell that made people want to vomit; others held shields engraved with mysterious runes, as if they could withstand all attacks.

There were hundreds of them, densely packed together, forming a powerful and terrifying formation. Their footsteps were neat and heavy, as if they were ringing the death knell, making people feel a strong sense of oppression.

After these black skeleton soldiers dispersed, a larger skeleton slowly walked out from behind. This skeleton was three meters tall, standing there like a small hill. In its hand was a huge iron hammer, with a black iron chain wrapped around it, and huge iron balls hanging on the iron chain. Every time it shook, it made a dull sound, as if it could collapse a mountain.