Run! If you die at his hands, you'll lose everything!

Chapter 612 The Bridge of Burial Souls, Crimson-Eyed Mountain Ointment!

Now, the players Ye Xuan killed have a new place to go: the cultivation stripping space.

In addition, the life force and death energy inherent in living beings will also be completely extracted.

Ye Xuan now possesses methods that can be said to have squeezed every last bit of value out of his enemies.

All players within the range of perception who harbor ill intentions towards Ye Xuan.

They were all killed by the White Tiger Killing Sword Tide.

Of the hundreds of second-stage prodigies, only three remain, trembling in fear.

No matter how many enemies appeared around him, Ye Xuan never stopped.

Since the appearance of the Primordial Chaos God-Demon Body, Ye Xuan's spellcasting speed has become almost instantaneous.

Especially the soul explosion.

Now even the time to snap your fingers is saved.

With a mere thought, players with low soul attributes were instantly headshot.

This led to Ye Xuan walking from the second ring altar to the first ring palace.

Only a dozen minutes had passed.

With a clear goal in mind, coupled with overwhelming strength.

Ye Xuan saved himself a lot of troublesome preliminary work.

"The Netherworld Palace has been attacked and reduced to this state?"

"I remember this used to be known as one of the strongest defensive structures in the entire universe."

Looking at the scene before him, Nirvana Sky Sparrow could hardly believe it.

The overall strength of the Netherworld Royal Family is extremely strong.

Even the top ten races in the heavens could not destroy such a force so quickly.

No system notification appeared in front of Ye Xuan this time, because there was no need for it.

Above the entire palace, there was a distorted, purplish-black ball of light that kept sprouting human faces.

"It was pitch black behind me; even using my eye technique, I couldn't see anything."

"That's the key to this dungeon."

Ye Xuan had no intention of getting entangled with the distorted light orb. He used his escape technique to transform into a beam of divine light and rushed towards the darkness behind the palace.

However, as the last checkpoint responsible for selection, how could they let Ye Xuan pass so easily?

A whisper as deep as the abyss reached Ye Xuan's ears.

Ye Xuan, who had already transformed into divine light, froze instantly.

At the same time, a soul storm appeared around him.

"Another soul attack."

The sustained damage from this soul storm is even more terrifying.

If you try to withstand the entire storm head-on, you'll die if your soul attribute isn't at least 50,000.

In the second stage, although a soul transformation of 200 levels was completed.

However, most players' soul attributes are generally between 1 and 1.

The Netherworld Royal Family is clearly selecting players with exceptional soul attributes to enter the later areas.

Unable to cross this distance, Ye Xuan simply erected his soul shield and began to walk step by step into the darkness.

With his soul attributes, he could withstand the storm all night without losing any health.

Not to mention, he has always been immune to soul attacks.

In addition to Soul Storm, other soul-based attack skills such as Soul Spikes and Demonic Illusion also appeared later.

This further confirmed Ye Xuan's suspicions about the Netherworld Royal Family's purpose.

"Very good, it seems things have become simpler this time."

As long as there is no existence here that exceeds the limits of destiny.

Then Ye Xuan could walk sideways without any problem.

Beyond the palace lay endless darkness.

Ye Xuan walked on the dark road, and even his divine senses were compressed to a radius of 10 meters around him.

Unable to use escape techniques, unable to explore the surroundings.

Ye Xuan walked for a full hour before finally seeing the first glimmer of light ahead.

The time spent on this route was longer than the journey through the three ring roads leading to the palace.

"Holy crap, no way!"

"Even the third young master of the Black Soul Sect was blown to death by this wind!"

"He's a renowned and unparalleled genius; even he can't cross this bridge."

"Why are we wasting our time here?"

After Ye Xuan emerged from the darkness, he encountered other players from different races once again.

However, they now seem to be in a dilemma.

"What can we do?"

"This area is for entry only, not exit."

"If you want to choose different routes to explore, you must first cross this Soul-Burial Iron Chain Bridge."

"If we don't make it to the other side, we'll have to stay here until the 15-day instance ends."

"I give up. I should have just looked for the treasures in the Netherworld Palace outside."

"This kind of place is clearly prepared for those unparalleled geniuses."

Ye Xuan looked ahead and saw dozens of iron chains made of bones and metal lying across the abyss.

The surroundings were still pitch black.

The iron chain is the only way to get to the other side.

"No flying, no items, no teleportation."

"This godforsaken place is full of restrictions."

"And yet, a soul-devouring wind constantly blows across that bridge."

"It can blow away the soul in an instant."

"The second strike could obliterate someone's soul; who would dare try that?"

"I think we should just stay here and wait until the dungeon ends."

The group consisted of approximately twenty to thirty people.

Moreover, each of them is a top-notch genius.

Their soul attributes are also different from ordinary people, otherwise they would never have been able to get here.

But now, they are blocked by a bridge of white bone chains.

As soon as Ye Xuan appeared, three people in the room suddenly showed a strange look in their eyes.

These players are almost all from different races, but they are all within the top 100 in the rankings of the heavens.

This demonstrates that racial rankings still hold significant value.

"Huh? How come someone can still get in at this hour?"

The Netherworld Imperial City has been open for seven days, and many renowned geniuses have already ventured deep into it.

"You're not wearing a Taoist robe, so you're probably not a disciple of the Youxian Sect."

"Which legion of the Divine Dynasty are you from?"

In the Chaos Land, the most renowned human races are the Divine Dynasty and the Wandering Immortal Sect.

Moreover, the players who emerge from these two factions are indeed exceptionally strong.

Neither.

After giving a calm reply, Ye Xuan walked straight towards the Bridge of Burial Souls.

"Neither?"

The players from other races looked at each other in bewilderment.

Are there still wild human geniuses these days?

Seeing Ye Xuan recklessly heading towards the Bridge of Burial Souls, no one stepped forward to stop him.

Since they are not disciples of the two major hegemonic forces of the human race.

Then we are not qualified to have them take the initiative to befriend us.

What the others didn't notice was that three of them were already silently channeling their spiritual energy.

The Bridge of Souls is actually just a series of narrow iron chains.

To get through here, you need exceptional physical control.

The most troublesome ability of Soul-Devouring Wind is blowing out souls.

However, it still possesses the power to influence the physical body.

Falling into this endless darkness means certain death.

The length of the Bridge of Funeral Souls is actually not too bad, only fifteen meters.

If you're lucky and don't encounter the Soul-Eating Wind, you can pass through in just a few seconds.

Ye Xuan randomly chose a chain and walked onto it.

Even without using any escape techniques, Ye Xuan's speed was enough to quickly reach the other side.

"Wow, so fast!"

There are other suppressive forces on the physical body above the Bridge of Burial Souls.

This is to prevent players from progressing quickly.

Even under the influence of this force, Ye Xuan was rapidly leaving behind a series of afterimages.

In the blink of an eye, half of it had already been completed.

But at that moment, the chain was disturbed by an external force, causing it to shake violently.

The chains had flipped almost 180 degrees; an ordinary player would have already fallen into darkness due to the unique gravity here.

But Ye Xuan's feet seemed to be glued to the iron chains.

No matter how you flip it, it won't fall off.

&34;How is that possible?&34;

Ye Xuan turned around and found that the chain he was on was being held by a monster with a pig's head and a human body.

This is the danger of the Bridge of Souls.

In addition to the inherently dangerous rules, there is also the influence of other players.

【Red-eyed Mountain Oyster】: It resembles a wild boar and speaks human language; it is an ancient and exotic species.

They specialize in using foul language to corrupt people's minds; their fangs can even break the golden body of a Buddhist monk.

Seeing that the shaking couldn't affect Ye Xuan, Chi Mu Shan Gao spat out his signature technique from his mouth.

The Grudge-Induced Mire!

A curse-type ultimate skill; the small swamp contains a large number of rotting corpses.

At the same time, the Soul-Devouring Wind appeared.

"Hahaha, damn humans, you're doomed!"

Upon seeing this, Akameyama laughed excitedly.

I'm so lucky!