Practice begins with immortality

After entering the archway, Wang Bai felt as if he had entered a completely dark world, where he couldn't see his hand in front of him and the surroundings were icy cold.

Afterwards, he sent out his spiritual consciousness to explore this place, but—

"The range of spiritual sense detection is less than ten meters!" Wang Bai frowned, thinking secretly about this abnormal situation.

He then summoned the Blood Soul Killing Sword. A pitch-black longsword hovered in mid-air, its blade gleaming with an eerie light. With the appearance of the Blood Soul Killing Sword, the surrounding black fog gradually dissipated, forming a circular space with a diameter of ten feet.

"Can't I just move forward?" Wang Bai muttered to himself in confusion. When the black fog dissipated, he tried taking a few steps forward. Suddenly, he realized that when he tried to retreat, he seemed to be stuck in a strange state, as if he were standing still. Even though his body was moving, the distance to the front remained the same.

After some thought, Wang Bai realized that there might be some kind of rule or restriction in this place, requiring people to continue forward to find another exit. And no matter which direction they chose, they would probably end up at the same destination. Thinking of this, Wang Bai chose a direction without hesitation and continued forward.

Along the way, although Wang Bai did not use his spiritual sense to perceive, he could still clearly hear the roars of demons and ghosts coming from the black fog. However, once these low-level demons and ghosts noticed Wang Bai's approach, they fled in fear and did not dare to approach.

Seeing this, Wang Bai swung his sword, slashing fiercely in one direction. In a flash of sword light, dozens of child-sized ghosts were instantly killed. These ghosts were completely black, with only a single eye, and exuded an eerie aura. As they were killed, a trace of blood flew and merged into the sword.

Time passed minute by minute, and in the blink of an eye, another hour had passed. Suddenly, a huge roar came from the front. After hearing the roar, Wang Bai quickly rushed in the direction of the sound.

When he arrived, he saw a nearly ten-foot-tall ghost with three heads, a green face, and fangs, looking ferocious and terrifying. The ghost was trapped by a chain emitting white light, but it looked like it was about to break free.

"Nascent Soul Ghost King? Perfect." Wang Bai muttered to himself with a flicker of excitement in his eyes. He then swung his sword, and a dark red blade slashed towards the ghost like lightning, slicing its body in two.

Immediately afterwards, the powerful ghost power that made up the ghost's body rushed into the killing sword like a tide. In less than half an incense stick of time, all the ghost power was swallowed up.

"That's right. If one or two more ghosts like this come, the Killing Sword will become a mid-grade magic weapon." Wang Bai said excitedly after feeling the changes in the Killing Sword.

After that, Wang Bai rested for a while and then continued on his way.

Ever since Wang Bai learned the Silent Heavenly Origin, he would burn his life to increase his power whenever he faced a being of the same level. This is also the reason why Wang Bai could kill the enemy with one strike.

On the other side, the three people who had entered the Yinhun Road before were engaged in a tough battle.

"Damn it, I actually ran into a Silver-winged Yaksha!"

I saw a flying corpse with green hair all over its body, a pointed face, silver eyes without pupils, and silver wings on its back fighting with Xuanyin and the other two.

In the Yinhun Dao, the strength of cultivators is naturally suppressed, while the strength of demons, ghosts, and zombies is enhanced. In addition, the Silver-Winged Yaksha is not an ordinary zombie, so even if it is one against three, it still has the upper hand.

This silver-winged yaksha was incredibly fast, darting between the three of them like lightning, sometimes pouncing on one, sometimes swiftly flying back, making it impossible to defend against them. Its attack method was extremely strange, and when it waved its arms, it brought about gusts of cold wind that could damage a person's soul.

Not to be outdone, Xuanyin and the other two unleashed their own magical weapons and spells, attempting to fend off the Silver-Winged Yaksha's attacks. However, even if their attacks managed to hit the Silver-Winged Yaksha, it would quickly recover from the dense Yin Spirit power in this area.

As time went by, except for Xuanyin, whose main practice was the Xuanyin Sutra, the magic power of the other two had been consumed by more than half, but the Silver-winged Yaksha seemed to be unaffected.

"No, if we keep dragging it on like this, we will never be able to defeat these zombies. Besides, the Silver-winged Yaksha is very good at flying, and it will easily catch up even if we run away." Xuanyin was extremely anxious, his brain working rapidly, trying to find a way to solve the problem.

"Looks like I have to use my trump card. Hmm?" Just as he was thinking, he suddenly felt another powerful breath.

A man in a black robe appeared not far behind them, as silent as a ghost.

"Fellow Daoist, please help us!" Xuanyin shouted loudly.

"Fellow Daoist, this Silver-Winged Yaksha is extremely fast. You can't run away. Once it kills us, it will come and kill you!" another cultivator also shouted hurriedly.

"Fellow Daoist, let's work together to kill this Silver-Winged Yaksha. After we succeed, we will tell you what benefits there are in this Yinhun Dao!" The last cultivator also shouted.

Seeing Wang Bai approach, the three of them shouted in unison, hoping to get his help. However, the silver-winged yaksha ignored their cries. Its gaze was fixed on Wang Bai, its eyes flashing with greed and cruelty. The moment it saw Wang Bai, it let out a creepy laugh and suddenly pounced on him.