Chen Mu set out for the Western Wilderness, and the divine ship arrived at the coordinates given by Jiang Fuxian in just half a day.

The Western Wilderness has always been the most desolate place in the deserted continent, and is even poorer than the Northern Wilderness. Many years ago, there were evil sects that caused the world to be harmed. Later, the Hongmeng also slaughtered here, resulting in the Western Wilderness not recovering now.

After mastering the Heavenly Eyes, Chen Mu soon discovered that the entrance to the underworld was a dilapidated palace on the desolate plain, and there was a dry well nearby. That well was the passage to the underworld.

Chen Mu felt the cold soul energy, so he jumped into the well, passed through the black passage, and appeared on the gloomy and dark path.

Green flames floated in the sky, and there were many obsessions here to absorb and refine. Chen Mu walked along the path and soon saw a crimson stone more than ten feet tall, with two big words engraved on it, the Underworld.

The yin energy around him became heavier and heavier. Chen Mu's body was strong and his blood was boiling. He was not afraid of evil things. He could also absorb the obsessions around him to strengthen his soul.

After passing the stone tablet, Chen Mu saw a large-scale underworld, a large number of houses built along the mountain. At the foot of the mountain was an endless sea of ​​fire, covered with gloomy black clouds, below it was boiling magma, and surrounded by green ghost fire.

Ordinary immortal cultivators are prone to mental breakdown and damage to the Taoist heart here, but Chen Mu is not affected. This is a good place for him to practice.

Chen Mu came to the square in the middle of the underworld, and there were ten hideous and terrifying stone statues around him, but Chen Mu still took out the Bodhi Pagoda Platform and sat cross-legged here to practice.

A golden vortex appeared behind Chen Mu, and the surrounding soul energy and obsessions surged into the vortex.

The golden soul even left the body and sat cross-legged in the air. After practicing the immortal method, there was a layer of golden light on the soul, just like the Buddha light of the Buddha clan, and all things are not invaded.

The underworld has a lot of obsession and soul energy. Chen Mu's soul can be greatly improved here. He constantly polished the soul, and the layer of golden light became brighter and brighter.

In the blink of an eye, half a year passed.

Chen Mu's mental power has been greatly improved, his perception has become more acute, and he even feels like he is being peeped.

Is there something else in the underworld?

Places like this are usually unclean things. Chen Mu was not careless. He used his heavenly eye power and looked around and saw a woman in white in the distance.

Chen Mu frowned. He could not feel the life fluctuations of the woman in white, but she was not like a ghost.

The woman in white disheveled her hair and disappeared in the blink of an eye. To be honest, ordinary people will be timid when they see such a dress, but Chen Mu dares to chase her.

Swish!

Chen Mu approached the woman in white in the blink of an eye. He had space teleportation and was very fast.

The woman in white suddenly turned around, with a cold face, a starry eyebrow and starry eyes, and her messy hair twitched towards Chen Mu, carrying a wisp of sword energy, and the space was cut.

Chen Mu's pupils shrank slightly. It was indeed not a ghost. The ghost was not dispersed, but he could not attack the living person. The woman in white in front of him could attack him.

Chen Mu blocked the sword light with the Qingyun Sword, but the woman in white suddenly stopped and stopped running.

"Who are you?"

Chen Mu stared at the woman in white and asked.

The woman in white said proudly: "I am the sword spirit, the sword spirit guarding the hell of the underworld."

Chen Mu was a little surprised. No wonder she felt that she was very special. It turned out to be a sword spirit, not a ghost.

"You are the sword spirit here. I'm a presumptuous person. I'll be sorry for any disturbances." Chen Mu bowed.

The white-clothed sword spirit said coldly: "It's okay, it's boring here, it's hard to see living people, and it's even more difficult to see the fairy sword. I think the fellow Taoist is very strong, and maybe he can get luck in the depths of the underworld hell."

"What luck?"

"The remains of the Immortal King may have a lot of luck on him, and he is a fortune himself."

When Chen Mu heard the Immortal King, he knew it was not simple. He was a little moved, "Why do you want to give me good luck?"

The white-clothed sword spirit sneered: "Haha, you think fortune is easy to obtain. Even if it is a sitting immortal king, it will be difficult for you to get close to you, let alone there is weirdness there."

Chen Mu felt it was interesting.

"Please take me to see the sword spirit."
Chapter completed!