The Netherworld Path of the Ninth Layer, that will be the power truly touching the threshold of immortality, perhaps able to contend with an immortal existence.
And yet, it's merely a slight possibility.
Then, with a mere thought, Gu Qingfeng saw the Yellow Springs surge, the rushing river water flooding the entire void of the great hall.
The muddy river water flowed within the hall, emanating a thick aura of death.
Compared to before, the aura of the Yellow Springs at this moment was undoubtedly much weaker.
The once surging waters now appeared somewhat listless.
The extremely dense aura of death had also become much thinner.
Even the number of struggling yin souls in the river had visibly decreased by more than half.
"Countless yin souls have perished, and the Yellow Springs has also been severely damaged. With this, entering the third stage seems to be an indefinite prospect!"
Gu Qingfeng shook his head, a look of helplessness on his face.
