629: Searching for Ninth Prince Youming Han of Cangkong City!

There was a trace of fear in the Little Beast's eyes; after all, this incredibly powerful aura was genuine.

The pressure it felt, originating from the level of life itself, was identical to that of Demonic Thought.

Its little nose kept sniffing the air; it seemed that something beneath the Seal was strongly attracting it.

"Damn! This... this thing is too scary. Just looking at it makes my scalp tingle!"

Demonic Thought swallowed hard and whispered to the Little Beast:

"Little Brother... how about... we find somewhere else to dig? It's not that Big Brother is afraid; it's just that Big Brother is worried about your safety, that's why I'm saying this!"

"Awoo! Awoo!"

The Little Beast, however, would not have it. It nudged Demonic Thought with its little head and pointed at the Seal below, signaling that there was a great treasure down there.

"Ah... a great treasure... but this is too unsafe..."

"Awoo awoo!"

The Little Beast was very firm; it just wanted to go down and search for treasure.

The two little ones stared at each other, then put their heads together for a long time.

In the end, they reached an agreement.

Since they were likely unable to handle it, they would call their Master!

...

Almost the instant Demonic Thought and the Little Beast had the thought, Lu Hao, who was hundreds of millions of miles away, received the summons.

He casually tossed the strange plant into his Storage Pouch, then took a step forward, his figure vanishing from where he stood.

The next moment, he had already appeared in the deep mine tunnel, standing before the two little ones.

"What is it? Why did you call me back?"

Lu Hao asked softly.

"Awoo awoo..."

The Little Beast pointed its claw at the light screen in front.

"Oh? You mean there's a great treasure inside??"

As Lu Hao spoke, his gaze had already fallen upon the massive Seal in front of him.

"It is indeed a very powerful Seal Formation."

Lu Hao stepped forward and extended his finger, gently touching those pitch-black runes that flowed with an ominous aura.

A terrifying force, capable of instantly annihilating the Divine Soul of an ordinary Yang Solid Cultivator, surged along his fingertip!

However, the moment it made contact with his skin, it instantly vanished into nothingness.

Hongmeng Array Spirit Body, ignoring all Formations and Restrictions in the world!

After a detailed investigation, Lu Hao confirmed the strength and antiquity of this Seal.

The existence who laid down this Seal possessed an extremely high Realm of cultivation!

This made Lu Hao somewhat curious.

What kind of existence had laid down this Formation? And what kind of thing required such an effort to Seal?

Regardless, he possessed the Grandmist Undying Body, impervious to all Laws, so it wouldn't hurt to go inside and take a look.

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated and beckoned to the two expectant little ones.

"Let's go, I'll take you to search for treasure."

Demonic Thought was still somewhat afraid, while the Little Beast was full of excitement. In the Little Beast's understanding, the young man before it was the Incarnation of Luck; following him could never go wrong!

Ignoring the Seal, Lu Hao took Demonic Thought and the Little Beast and stepped directly into that giant web of pitch-black runes.

His body passed through with ease.

...

Beneath the Seal was a boundless, dark space.

There was no light here, no sound, not even the concept of time or space; even the Laws of Heaven and Earth were completely severed.

As soon as they entered, a primordial pressure, as if from the very beginning of the Universe, swept in from all directions, threatening to crush any intruder into powder.

Demonic Thought and the Little Beast instantly wilted, feeling as if their very existence was about to be erased by this pressure.

Hum!

Lu Hao's Grandmist Undying Body activated involuntarily, and a faint glimmer enveloped the three of them, instantly neutralizing all pressure for the two little ones.

Lu Hao looked around, his brows furrowing imperceptibly.

This place made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.

An inexplicable sense of crisis lingered in his heart.

He had never been a person who liked to take risks; caution and prudence were his principles of conduct.

Since he felt danger, there was no need to continue exploring.

The thought of leaving had just arisen.

[Ding!]

A crisp prompt sounded in his mind without warning.

[Detected clues related to the fifth Personal Disciple!]

[Location: Within the current vast space!]

Lu Hao's movement to turn around paused abruptly.

Wild joy surged into his heart instantly!

Found it!

Finally found it!

Since there was a clear clue, all previous concerns were no longer issues.

He abandoned the idea of leaving immediately, his gaze becoming firm as he looked into the depths of the endless darkness.

...

Meanwhile.

In another void, infinitely far from Chaotic Soul Mountain, a section of violent turbulence raged, forming a natural dead zone that completely isolated this place from the outside world.

In the center of the dead zone, a young man was quietly floating.

He wore a plain ink-colored robe, his face was handsome, his posture upright, and his aura was as deep and heavy as an abyss.

His whole person exuded a faint sense of composure and calmness.

Judging by his appearance, he gave people a rather amiable feeling.

It was just that his slightly raised chin and the disdain occasionally revealed in his glances all displayed the touch of arrogance within his heart.

The young man looked at the Seal covered by distorted space before him and muttered to himself:

"With the help of Father King and Big Brother, I have finally found this place. So, right here, I, Netherworld Cold, will surely rise completely and make a name for myself throughout the entire Netherworld!"

His words were full of longing for the future.

Immediately, he formed an arcane hand Seal with both hands, a strange ripple undulating around him. His entire being turned into a beam of faint light, and he actually ignored the violent turbulence, diving headfirst into the Seal Formation.

...

When the light condensed again, he was already in a vast, boundless dark space.

This young man in the ink-colored robe was none other than the ninth son of the City Lord of Cangkong, Netherworld Cold.

And Cang Kong City was one of the most powerful top-tier forces in the Nine Nether Imperial Capital, aside from that mysterious, supreme power!

If that power did not emerge, even within the entire Nine Nether Imperial Capital, Cang Kong City was a hegemon-level power!

Netherworld Cold was born in such an exceptionally favorable environment.

As soon as he was born, Heaven and Earth bestowed ten thousand zhang of rosy light, manifesting his uniqueness.

Netherworld Cold was born with an peerless Physique, the Spirit-Devouring Profound Body!

This Physique was incredibly overbearing; it could forcibly devour all kinds of Heaven And Earth Treasure containing energy in the world to improve his cultivation. Whether it was Spirit Medicine, immortal materials, Magic Treasure, or Ore, all could become resources for his advancement!

Precisely because of this, under the near-endless supply of vast resources from Cang Kong City, his cultivation had advanced rapidly all the way. To this day, Netherworld Cold had already successfully achieved Immortal Ascension!

Relying on his Heaven-Defying talent, he was deeply recognized and loved by his father, the City Lord of Cangkong, and in the eyes of countless people in Cang Kong City, he had long been tacitly accepted as the next successor of Cang Kong City!