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Chapter 838 The natal item left behind by the Willow God!

Lin Dong was stopped by Han Li. Although he was unwilling, he knew that Han Li made sense.

He could only stand on the edge, staring intently into the darkness, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

Cao Yusheng patted him on the shoulder and whispered reassuringly, "Don't worry, Brother Shi Hao isn't the kind of person to act rashly. If he dared to go down there, he must be confident."

at the same time.

Below the abyss, Shi Hao climbed down the steep rock face with the agility of a monkey.

His fingers dug into the dark red rock crevice, and his body moved as lightly as the wind, descending dozens of feet in an instant.

The surrounding light grew dimmer, and the occasional bursts of colored light from below looked particularly eerie in the darkness, as if countless eyes were watching him.

He could feel that the further down he went, the clearer the feeling of being called to him became, like an invisible thread pulling at his mind.

When they descended to about fifty feet, some inexplicable flowing runes began to appear on the surrounding stone walls.

The runes emitted a cold, eerie light, and crawled along the rock face like living creatures, blocking all attempts to investigate.

Shi Hao stopped and tried to activate his Martial Arts Heavenly Eye to see the situation further away.

Even the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye could only see a hundred feet away in this eerie darkness; the deeper parts remained a chaotic void.

"This place... is even more eerie than I imagined."

Shi Hao muttered to himself, becoming even more cautious.

He continued climbing downwards, taking each step carefully and not daring to be careless in the slightest.

As Cao Yusheng said, the first hundred zhang was relatively safe.

Although the runes flashed from time to time and occasionally transformed into weak attacks that swept across his body, he could easily deflect them.

As Shi Hao climbed, he carefully observed the patterns in the runes and discovered that they seemed to have a specific arrangement, like the remnants of an ancient formation.

Although the danger was not great, he had a feeling that this peace would not last long.

Once he exceeded the safe zone of one hundred zhang, the situation immediately became dire.

The runes that had previously only shone occasionally began to become denser and their light became more intense, like a disturbed swarm of snakes writhing wildly.

Shi Hao felt the stone wall beneath his feet become rough and cold, with strange patterns on it, as if it were alive, which made him feel a little uneasy.

"--ah!!!"

Just then, a piercing scream rang out from afar.

The sound came from the depths of darkness, piercing and sharp, as if someone was enduring unimaginable pain.

Shi Hao abruptly stopped what he was doing and looked up in the direction from which the sound came.

By the occasional flashes of colored light, he saw a figure fall off the stone wall.

The man desperately tried to use his magic to stabilize himself, but in this abyss, his magic seemed to be suppressed by some kind of rule, and it was of no use at all.

The figure tumbled through the air, letting out a desperate scream, then fell faster and faster until it disappeared completely into the darkness of the bottomless abyss, leaving no trace.

Shi Hao's breath hitched slightly. He could sense that the person was falling extremely fast, and there was no sign of flight or cushioning throughout the entire process.

This means that in this abyss, the ability to fly is likely completely suppressed.

He glanced at the darkness beneath his feet, took a deep breath, and without backing down, continued climbing downwards.

By the time Shi Hao reached 500 zhang, the attacks from those runes had become extremely frequent.

Some runes struck down like lightning, while others sliced ​​through like sharp blades.

Some runes even coiled around you like venomous snakes.

Each rune carries a deadly danger.

To cope with this situation, Shi Hao had to dodge constantly while climbing, occasionally drawing his Great Luo Sword Embryo to shatter any runes that came close.

Although his pace slowed down, his steps remained firm.

I don't know how much time has passed.

When Shi Hao descended to a depth of a thousand feet, the runes on the surrounding stone walls suddenly became even more violent.

The runes seemed to transform into tangible shockwaves, nearly knocking him off his feet.

Shi Hao's expression changed, and he quickly inserted the Great Luo Sword Embryo into the crevice to stabilize himself.

He felt the stone wall beneath his feet tremble slightly, as if the runes were resisting his intrusion and trying to drive him out.

His body shook violently in the shockwave, but he gritted his teeth and clung tightly to the crevice in the rock, refusing to let go.

"Something's getting increasingly wrong here... What's going on?"

Shi Hao said in a low voice, his eyes flashing with vigilance, but he did not stop there.

Although the current situation is somewhat troublesome, he can clearly feel that the feeling calling him is getting closer and closer, as if it is not far ahead, separated only by a thin veil.

He suppressed his unease and continued climbing downwards.

Time passed second by second.

When Shi Hao reached 1,300 zhang, a faint, crystalline light suddenly flashed before his eyes.

The glimmer of light was extremely faint, like a faint star in the night sky, standing out conspicuously in this endless darkness.

Shi Hao's heart tightened, and he quickened his pace to move in that direction.

He moved laterally for dozens of feet along the steep rock face, and finally saw something that made his heart race in a narrow crevice.

Those were a few golden willow leaves.

They lay quietly in the cracks of the rocks, having endured countless years, yet still retaining their complete shape, with sharp edges like knives, emitting a faint golden light, as if they had just fallen from the branches of the willow god.

For some reason, Shi Hao suddenly had a feeling.

Those willow leaves, like tokens of time, have traversed countless years and still retain their original appearance, just to await his arrival.

Shi Hao slowly approached the willow leaves, then reached out and gently touched them with his fingers.

"—Buzz!!!"

The next moment, a warm and familiar aura flowed into his body from the willow leaves, like the gentle caress of the Willow God, carrying a reassuring power.

Shi Hao seemed to sense something, his eyes welled up slightly, and his voice began to become hoarse.

"Willow Goddess... you really have been here before. It seems I haven't come to the wrong place..."

He carefully put the few willow leaves into the cave.

Over the long years, these emerald green leaves still exude a strong vitality, never perishing, and still radiating a sense of life, which is enough to show how valuable this thing is.

These willow leaves might just be the very things that the Willow God left here as his personal treasures.

Otherwise, how could an ordinary true spirit possess such a rich life force?

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