once again.But this time, he completely changed color.A terrifying, monstrous force erupted, like an ancient behemoth crushing everything in its path.He was knocked backwards, coughing blood from his..."The Bridge of Sighs..."

Jun XiaoYao muttered to himself.

and Xuan Yue stepped onto the bridge together.

There is still a stone tablet above.

Above it still bears two lines of inscription.

The彼岸flower blooms in seven colors, reaching heaven! When it falls, it becomes an immortal for a thousand years!

Seeing these words, Jun Xiaoyao's eyes narrowed suddenly.

Because this is not what he heard.

Prior to this, he had encountered the woman with a ghost face several times.

In the Lower Realm, at the Ten Realms Rift, on the Spirit Altar, the Ghost-Faced Woman also once manifested.

And then he said this sentence.

Jun Xiaoyao was deeply impressed by this.

He didn't expect to see him here.

It was as if the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm, encompassing other realms and even the entire myriad worlds of existence, had all once been touched by the specter of the Ghost-Faced Woman.

But the woman with the ghostly visage was shrouded in mystery, as if she never existed in ancient history.

She herself, is a mystery, an incredible enigma.

Jun Xiaoyao and Xuan Yue stepped onto the Bridge of No Return.

Unlike Huangquan Road.

The moment he set foot on it, Jun Xiaoyao felt a pressure.

A pressure emanating from the soul and primordial spirit.

“That fog…”

Jun Xiaoyao's gaze fell upon the mists.

Those mists placed immense pressure upon the primordial spirit.

Ordinary prodigies, might take just a few steps before their souls are crushed by the pressure.

However, Jun Xiaoyao is a Three Realms Primordial Spirit, so there's no need to worry about anything.

< Xuan Yue's complexion was pale, though she felt pressure, this was just the beginning and it wasn't unbearable yet. >

“If you can’t make it, you can wait for me here.” Jun Xiaoyao said.

"No, I'm coming with you." Xuan Yue was very insistent.

She wanted to follow in the footsteps of Jun Xiaoyao.

And I also want to see, what the mother of the other shore flower looks like.

Two people advanced towards the Naihe Bridge.

The pressure is mounting.

Every wisp of mist was absorbing soul power, as if it could crush the primordial spirit.

At the same time, all sorts of fantasies arose.

Similar to the endless reincarnation in the ocean of Samsara.

Jun Xiaoyao was still alright, but Xuan Yue's face became increasingly pale.

After all, her past experiences have been quite bumpy.

Considered a freak from a young age, subjected to abuse and contempt.

He cared only for his brother, and in the end, he killed him with his own hands.

It's perfectly normal for life experiences, even those that give birth to powerful inner demons, to occur.

When Jun Xiaoyao saw this, he frowned slightly.

Directly urges the three realms' primordial spirits.

In the void, soul power surged mightily, transforming into three blossoms of the Great Dao.

On every blossom of the Great Dao, a primordial spirit sits in meditation.

Past, present, future!

When the three souls emerged, their vast spiritual power surged around them.

Even those eerie mists were completely scattered.

Three divine souls, like three bright lamps illuminating the world, shine their light, dispelling the fog and darkness from this place.

Only Jun Xiaoyao could have such skill, reaching his destination smoothly.

Soon, the two crossed the bridge of Nai He.

At the end of the bridge, stood a gigantic black palace.

Surrounded by a sea of crimson red spider lilies, the dark palace seemed even more mysterious and eerie.

Like the underworld, the hall of Yama in the netherworld.

A river of the underworld flows around a dark palace.

Many petals of the彼岸花, floated on the water surface, tragically beautiful.

Jun Xiaoyao stepped forward and pushed open the doors of the dark palace.

Xuanyue followed closely behind.

A terrifying aura swept over everything.

This pressure was not intentionally emitted.

but a natural aura of intimidation.

It is as if an unimaginable immortal being resided within.

Even the mere presence of his aura could crush a supreme being, even shatter their physical body.

Of course, Jun Xiaoyao is not an ordinary supreme being.

He was tall and slender, a chaotic aura surging around him, holding back the oppressive force.

Xuan Yue followed behind him, unaffected.

"...Even the natural aura was so powerful…" Jun Xiaoyao pondered secretly.

as someone who has withstood a move from the emperor.

Jun Xiaoyao probably knows the kind of pressure an emperor possesses.

but the current pressure.

That is not the kind of aura that an ordinary emperor could possess.

"What realm has the Mother of the Other Shore reached" Jun Xiaoyao mused to himself.

Perhaps even those from the Other Shore Imperial Clan, such as Meng Nu'er, wouldn't know.

The mother of the彼岸花, at the very least, is the king of immortality.

But Jun Xiaoyao felt that she should not just stop at this step, but had entered a deeper level.

Within the palace, the red spider lilies were still in full bloom, with a small path winding through them.

Jun Xiaoyao and Xuan Yue, resisting the pressure, ventured deeper.

Above the palace, stars shimmer and trails of starlight encircle it, as if one has arrived in an infinite universe.

The mother of the red spider lily's seclusion, quite astonishing.

Finally, at the end of the road.

Jun Xiaoyao saw it.

A throne that seems to have stood forever.

On that throne, carved with the ancient mark of the other side flower.

A peerless figure shrouded in a black long dress sat on it.

An endless terror emanated from her, shrouding her delicate form in an unsettling haze.

It seems like a mysterious presence, not belonging to this time and space.

Only the strongest of the strong would manifest such a vision.

Tremendous power, as if it could blur even cause and effect, and existence itself.

All sorts of order divine chains, traces of the great Dao, mysterious runes, surround him.

Jun Xiaoyao frowned slightly, and chaotic qi surged in his eyes.

The special ability of the chaotic body, the Eye of Chaos, is unleashed.

Can see through all illusions.

After being bestowed with the Eye of Chaos, Jun Xiaoyao could finally faintly make out the figure on the throne.

Three thousand strands of hair, like a waterfall, cascaded down from the throne.

A pair of straight and long legs, beautiful beyond compare, protrude from under the skirt, crossing each other.

The bare jade feet, without shoes or socks, had crystal-clear toes and a fair, delicate instep, like a fine work of art.

Such a pair of snowy white feet, should have never touched the ground, nor been stained by dust.

Looking up from the feet and legs of a peerless beauty, one sees a slender yet graceful figure perfectly enveloped in a black dress.

Above that was a swan-like, snowy neck.

As it fell onto his face, Jun Xiaoyao's eyes paused.

A ghostly mask concealed her mysterious visage.

"You are the first to ever dare to look at me like this."

A voice, both majestic and sweetly melodious, emanated from the lips of the Mother of the 彼岸花.

But, Jun Xiaoyao could hear it.

In this sound, there seems to be something amiss.

"The senior must be the mother of the Otherworld Flower. She came here just to find an answer."

Facing this legendary figure of the Other Shore Imperial Clan, it's safe to say that anyone would find it hard to stay calm.

Though he was carefree and at ease, with a smile on his face, he spoke in the most calm and collected manner.

"Oh Has this king ever had any karma with you" The mother of the 彼岸花 (higanbana) spoke in her usual indifferent tone.

Jun Xiaoyao took out a ghost face mask.

This ghastly mask was obtained by Jun Xiaoyao in the Bronze Immortal Palace.

And the Bronze Immortal Palace was also one of the ghost-faced woman's backhands.

When he saw the mask, which seemed both to cry and not to cry, both to smile and not to smile, and looked rather clumsy.

The mother of thehiganbana, seated high upon her throne, stirred slightly, clearly reacting.

"The owner of this demon mask, what is their relationship to the senior... or perhaps..."

"The senior is the master of this ghost face!"

Jun Xiaoyao's eyes were fixed on the mother of the other shore flower!untered before in Zàngtǔ.Such a man, anyone who gets even slightly close to him will feel the pressure, as if they are going to suffocate.But at this moment, facing Jun Xiaoyao, the God of War Man ret...