"Connecting the Nine Heavens and Nine Earths, where even gods and buddhas cannot cross?"
Gao Xuan gazed at the muddy and tumultuous Yellow River thoughtfully. In terms of law, this river was indeed extrely powerful.
The Thundering Iron Horse excelled at traversing the void, able to even cross the spatial barrier between the Netherworld Realm and the Star River World, yet it struggled to pass over this Netherworld.
Even with his Sky-breaking Divine Wings, Gao Xuan probably couldn't cross this Netherworld ford by countless laws.
It was conceivable how formidable this Netherworld was.
The Old Wang Ba's claim that even gods and buddhas found it hard to cross was not an exaggeration.
Having road the Star River, Gao Xuan had never imagined he'd one day be trapped by a river.
Moreover, there was a very crucial question: how did the Ghost Prison Race traverse this Netherworld, which even gods and buddhas found hard to cross?
Gao Xuan had a feeling that Chujiang City was just on the other side of the Netherworld. Moreover, King Zhuanlun should be in Chujiang City.
Chujiang City was the core hub of the Wuman Realm, and King Zhuanlun was the strongest there.
This wasn't just his wild guess; he ca to this conclusion by forcibly extracting mories from the Ghost Prison Race experts through the Soul Chain, piecing together information from those mories.
Gao Xuan was very curious about the Divine King Zhuanlun. In a previous life, when the Ghost Prison Race invaded the Star River, the re presence of a Tenth-Transformation powerhouse of the Ghost Prison Race left the Human Race's army in disarray.
Throughout it all, King Zhuanlun never even appeared.
Gao Xuan had rely heard of King Zhuanlun, knowing he was the core leader of the Ghost Prison Race.
Back then, they had even considered assassinating King Zhuanlun, and had made so preparations for it. The Godslaying Sword had also been considered as a backup marvel for killing gods.
So powerful marvels might potentially restrain divines in terms of law. Of course, it was only a possibility.
The might of a divine was formidable, and it was hard to speculate blindly whether a god-killing marvel would be effective; it had to be tested.
Even today, standing at the pinnacle of human power, Gao Xuan still knew little about divines. He knew King Zhuanlun was on the other side, and he wanted very much to go over and see what was going on.
However, this river of Netherworld was indeed hard to cross. The Old Wang Ba sat there leisurely, looking every bit like a conniving shopkeeper waiting to fleece custors.
Gao Xuan said to the Old Wang Ba, "You must be able to cross this Netherworld, which even gods and buddhas cannot?"
The Old Wang Ba shook his head with a self-satisfied grin and said, "Kid, you do have so insight."
Gao Xuan asked, "I want to cross the river. Can you help ?"
After a brief pause, he continued, "In heaven and earth, there's no reason to use others for free. Whatever terms you have, feel free to propose."
"You're fairly smart."
The Old Wang Ba nodded; he had no reason to help Gao Xuan out of the blue.
Slowly, the Old Wang Ba said, "I've always been fond of treasures. What good things do you have? Bring them out for to see. If I fancy them, I'll take you across the river."
"What do you like?"
Gao Xuan found this amusing. The Old Wang Ba imdiately demanded treasures, but the scope of treasures was very broad.
Different races and lives had completely different definitions of treasures. How was he supposed to know what the Old Wang Ba liked?
The Old Wang Ba shook his head and said, "That's hard to say clearly."
Gao Xuan knew the Old Wang Ba deliberately kept it vague to see what good things he had.
Gao Xuan took out a few Golden Marvels, and the Old Wang Ba glanced at them without much interest, "With these things, you can't cross the river."
"How about this Black Tortoise Cauldron?"
Seeing the Old Wang Ba's expression, Gao Xuan took out a top-level Golden Marvel, the Black Tortoise Cauldron.
This ancient three-legged Bronze Cauldron was said to have so connection to the Black Tortoise. In all legends, Black Tortoises had deep ties to turtles.
Indeed, when the Old Wang Ba saw the Black Tortoise Cauldron, his eyes lit up, "Now, this item is interesting. Bring out ten or eight more, and it'll be about right."
Gao Xuan laughed, "Old Wang Ba, this is a top-tier treasure. Do you think they co as easily as turtle eggs, an entire clutch in a lifeti?"
This was not a very funny joke, and the Old Wang Ba rolled his mung bean-sized eyes, "Kid, don't talk nonsense."
"You were the one who spoke nonsense first."
Though Gao Xuan had many Golden Marvels, he'd only have about a dozen of the Black Tortoise Cauldron's level. The Old Wang Ba demanding ten or eight was a bit too greedy.
The Black Tortoise Cauldron could unleash the Black Tortoise Battle Armor, whose defensive power was renowned as the best among various Divine Artifacts. It was also the Zhang Family's ancestral Clan's Divine Artifact, almost on par with the Innate Eight Trigrams Mirror.
It's just that with Gao Xuan possessing the chanical Combat Body Eight Extres Divine Weapon, the Black Tortoise Cauldron had been unused.
Gao Xuan said indifferently, "I have just this one good item. If you accept it, fine; if not, forget it."
Old Wang Ba was too greedy, and Gao Xuan did not want to continue negotiating with him.
If worse ca to worst, he'd attempt to swim across himself. Although the Netherworld Water was formidable, his Power Dominating the Ancient, Thirteen Grand Protectors' Cross Training was not for show.
The Old Wang Ba saw that Gao Xuan was serious and took the Black Tortoise Cauldron to play around with for a bit, "Alright, let's be friends."
Gao Xuan said nothing to that; he disliked such rhetorical tactics. Business was business, but pretending he was helping you as if he wasn't charging you money was unwelco.
Those types of businessn were annoying; they not only wanted to earn your money but also gain your gratitude.
To him, others showing gratitude was gracious even if unsaid; if not, saying more would only annoy further.
This Old Wang Ba by the Netherworld River was so vulgar and greasy, making Gao Xuan quite displeased.
Still, he didn't need to beco friends with him. Like it or not, things still had to be done.
Even though the Old Wang Ba was still sowhat reluctant, he stood up, stretched lazily, and his small and thin body suddenly expanded.
In a blink of an eye, the Old Wang Ba turned into a gigantic green-shelled Wang Ba. His turtle back was dozens of square ters, large enough for a basketball court.
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