Immortal cultivation starts with copying.

Although the movement of the ancient mirror was slight, it was directional.

So Chen Yunhao turned his head and looked at the huge rift valley that spanned hundreds of miles.

This great rift valley is about a hundred miles long and no more than thirty to fifty feet wide.

And when you look down from a high altitude, it becomes narrower as you go down.

However, looking down from the air, one can only see a depth of several dozen feet below, and any lower depths are blocked by black fog.

Chen Yunhao slowly descended, retracted the Fire Crow Sword, took out the Green Mang Sword and held it in his hand.

Going down from the Grand Canyon, the light gradually disappeared.

When descending about forty or fifty feet from the horizon, the road becomes narrower and narrower, and at the narrowest point only two people can walk side by side.

The narrowest part is about a hundred feet deep. After passing this section, the bottom suddenly becomes open, like a bottle with a small mouth and a big belly.

There is a mystery deep in the canyon, like another world with no end in sight.

Of course, the naked eye doesn't work here, as it's all black fog.

Strictly speaking, it should not be called fog, but cold air.

After passing through the narrowest part of the canyon, the temperature dropped sharply. The black mist was very cold when it stuck to the skin, and it even penetrated into the body through the skin pores.

Fortunately, Chen Yunhao has always been cautious and sacrificed the Hun Tian Bell early.

Chen Yunhao's spiritual sense can now explore more than a hundred feet, whether to the sides or downwards, but it has not reached the bottom.

Chen Yunhao's descent was not fast, because the world below was unknown, so he had to explore carefully while descending.

Chen Yunhao just made a hand gesture and threw out a ball of fire as big as a bucket.

The ball of fire fell freely, and after falling only two or three feet, it was extinguished by an invisible force.

Because Chen Yunhao was protected by the Hun Tian Zhong light curtain, he did not have a very direct feeling of the dense cold air.

But in reality, this cold air is so cold that it can freeze into the bone marrow, so the fireball cannot last long in this cold air.

In this way, Chen Yunhao slowly descended while throwing fireballs downwards.

The first is that it can illuminate the space under his feet, and the second is that it can also serve as a warning.

I don’t know exactly how deep it descended, but Chen Yunhao felt it was at least nearly ten thousand feet.

This place can no longer be called a canyon, it would not be an exaggeration to call it an abyss.

Finally, the fireball touched the bottom after descending more than ten feet. The cold and gloomy air here was so thick that it almost took shape.

This cold and gloomy air stained the light curtain of the Hun Tian Bell and was actually consuming the light curtain bit by bit.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, he felt a chill under his feet, a chill that could freeze a person to death.

At the bottom of this abyss, the detection range of spiritual consciousness seemed to be restricted, and it could only detect a dozen or twenty feet at most.

Chen Yunhao stomped his feet and activated his skills to dispel the chill.

Just as his consciousness was spreading out in all directions, several black shadows suddenly pounced towards him.

"Ghost..."

Chen Yunhao's expression froze. This was not an ordinary ghost, but a ghost that a cultivator turned into after his death.

After practicing, the soul of a monk is relatively stable. After his death, if he happens to come across a suitable place by chance, such as under this abyss, he can easily transform into a ghost.

As the saying goes, ghosts linger. This does not mean that ghosts are powerful, but that they are not easy to disperse, and after being dispersed, they can gather again.

Although it is not immortal, it is still a rather difficult existence!

Whether it is dealing with ghosts or spirits, ordinary spells are not very effective.

So Chen Yunhao immediately took out the Buddhist beads.

Before he could activate his true energy, the ancient mirror in his dantian suddenly moved and actually ran out of his body by itself.

A burst of light flashed by, and a ghost that had just approached was enveloped by the light, as if it was under a spell and could not move at all.

Then, in the blink of an eye, the ghost was sucked away by the ancient mirror.

It was so smooth and easy, done in one go, that it was completed in the blink of an eye, and Chen Yunhao didn't even have time to react.

He then did the same thing, and the ancient mirror was completely out of Chen Yunhao's control, flickering up and down beside him on its own.

Several ghosts that had just approached and had not yet started to show their fangs and claws were absorbed completely.

Then he saw the ancient mirror floating straight in one direction, and Chen Yunhao hurriedly followed.

Every three or five steps, one or two or three ghosts would rush over, but without exception, they all turned into the ancient mirror's tonic pills.

In this cold and gloomy abyss, it is impossible to tell east from west, south from north.

Chen Yunhao could only follow Gu Jing and move forward in one direction.

Along the way, no less than a thousand ghosts were swallowed by the ancient mirror.

Fortunately, he had the ancient mirror, which helped him get rid of these troublesome ghosts. Otherwise, just keeping the Hun Tian Bell running all the time would have been a bit tiring for him.

After all, the Hun Tian Zhong is a top-grade magic weapon with considerable power, so it naturally consumes more of his true energy.

From the time he descended into the abyss to now, it may have been less than an hour, and more than 30% of the true energy in his body has been consumed.

There are dangers everywhere here, and Chen Yunhao doesn't dare to use up all the true energy in his body.

When dealing with ghosts and spirits, true energy spells are relatively more effective, and physical strength is almost useless here.

So Chen Yunhao took out the Buddhist beads again and replaced the Hun Tian Bell.

The Buddha light stimulated by the magic weapon of Buddhist beads also has the effect of resisting the cold and yin energy, but it is not as easy and natural as the Hun Tian Bell.

Although the effect was slightly worse, it was easier for Chen Yunhao to manipulate the magic weapon, and the consumption of true energy in his body was relatively less.

Following the ancient mirror, we kept walking forward, changing direction once on the way, and it took more than three hours.

Although the speed of advancement was not fast, considering Chen Yunhao's leg strength, he had at least run thousands of miles, which shows how vast the abyss was.

In this way, Chen Yunhao followed all the way to a strange altar.

This altar looks like a huge eye, oval in shape, with a black stone the size of two or three millstones in the middle.

This huge black stone, like the pupil in an eye, flashes a strange and cold light.

A cold air was constantly coming out from this altar. It was likely that all the cold air in the abyss came from here.

The ancient mirror suddenly flew over the altar, emitting a huge light that Chen Yunhao had never seen before, covering the entire altar.

Then Chen Yunhao felt the ground beneath his feet begin to shake, as if a dragon was turning over.

Cracks on the ground began to spread outward from the altar.

After five or six breaths, the light on the ancient mirror dimmed.

Looking at the altar again, the black stone in the center had disappeared, revealing a dark, bottomless hole in the ground.

The cold and gloomy air that permeated the abyss actually began to flow back through the hole.