Soul travels through the world of immortality

Ling Tian flew for half a day, and it was unusually smooth. Li Mingyang also consumed a lot of energy. He took a full bottle of recovery pills, and his face was as pale as wax paper.

Seeing his face getting worse and worse, Xingqing felt unspeakably anxious and gloomy as if covered with frost.

Hu Ailin felt the oppressive atmosphere in the flying boat and glanced at Li Mingyang from time to time, hesitantly wanting to speak.

Xingqing couldn't stand it anymore and said in a deep voice.

"I think you'd better put away the shield. If this continues, if you can't reach the Nine Netherlands, your power will be exhausted and you won't be able to continue the journey."

Li Mingyang didn't care about his loss and still said bravely.

"I'm fine. At this flying speed, it won't take long for us to reach the Land of Nine Netherworlds."

Xingqing looked at Li Mingyang, walked to him angrily, and said sternly.

"Hmph! You're the only one who's going to the Land of Nine Netherworlds? I told you to take off the shield. If you can't fly like this for a long time, why don't you listen?"

Li Mingyang saw Xing Qing's expression change, his head drooped, so he had to stop his technique, take the elixir, and rest in the cabin.

At this time, Hu Ailin walked in front of the flying boat, using the talent Devouring from Qiongqi, constantly absorbing the turbulence coming from all directions of the flying boat.

Although the effect of his devouring was not as obvious as that of Li Mingyang's shield, in the next few hours, the airship ran smoothly without any major bumps.

At this time, Li Mingyang had recovered his skills with the help of the elixir.

Seeing Hu Ailin's frighteningly pale face, Li Mingyang hurriedly called him to come in and rest, and threw the recovery pill to him.

He continued to move the shield, maintaining Ling Tian's smooth flight.

For nearly a day and night, they alternately recovered their luck and sailed in the thick fog of emptiness.

Xingqing, who had been standing in front of the ship, saw a huge foothill not far ahead and said quickly.

"Stop the flying boat quickly. We have arrived at the Nine Netherlands and have to find the entrance at the foot of the mountain."

At this time, Hu Ailin, who was controlling the navigation, stopped the spacecraft as instructed and couldn't wait to look outside the cabin.

In front of us stood the desolate brown-black mountains, like naked giants guarding the Nine Netherlands.

The rock formations with no vegetation here exude a cold atmosphere, making the foothills nearby even more mysterious.

The surroundings were filled with endless silence, and time seemed to stand still at this moment, swallowing up this desolation.

They discussed flying along the foothills to find the entrance to the Nine Netherlands.

On the way, they discovered that some of the foothills were unevenly white, probably due to the occasional falling snowflakes in the mountains, which added a touch of life to the place.

The temperature was getting lower and lower as we marched, and it was many times worse than Conch Island. Even a body as strong as Li Mingyang couldn't stand the coldness of this place.

He and Hu Ailin put on the animal robes and boots they had purchased in advance, which instantly cut off the cold air.

The further we flew forward, the entire foothills shrouded in mist became increasingly blurry, and even the light source of the Night Pearl became dim.

They almost ran into protruding rocks several times, which made them all break into cold sweats, which further escalated the terror of this place.

Li Mingyang had already removed the protective shield at this time, and was staring ahead intently, working hard to control the flying boat.

In the silent environment, there was only the faint sound of breathing and wind in the ears, as if echoing the whispers of ghosts.

Xingqing found that there seemed to be a haze in the mountains ahead, as if covered by some mysterious power.