Capítulo 2002: Chapter 2001: Sea of Corpses in Hell
In the Immortal King Palace, one palace after another collapsed, with a massive cloud of dust rising into the sky, obscuring the sun.
The old man swiftly escaped, carrying the Eighth Prince’s Primordial Spirit, followed by the roar of heaven and earth collapsing.
The enormous Nine Queues Hall, which held countless fortunes, shattered in an instant, turning into ruins under everyone’s regretful gaze.
Over a million people stood on the mountain, looking bewildered, unable to believe that this opening of the Immortal King Palace would be the last.
The cracks in the ground widened, rumbling as they swallowed up so cultivators into the chasms.
Everyone frantically fled down the mountain, unable to fly too high due to the impact of the Netherworld Qi.
They could only leap down the mountainside, forming a downward torrent.
Chu Feng and his group were pursued to the foot of the mountain, shouting upwards, “It’s over, Brother Long and Little Ya haven’t co out yet!”
A loud voice yelled from behind, “Little thieves, worry about yourselves instead!”
Five elders from the Nine Clans arrived.
Holding longswords, they had been chasing them for a long ti.
Chu Feng and his group cursed, “This never ends!”
The Bald Dog set up formations to block them while Chu Feng and the others took off running.
As soon as the old man arrived, he waved his hand and shattered the formation to dust effortlessly, rendering it useless.
Chu Feng cursed from the front, “You old geezers of the Nine Clans, I will definitely seek revenge on you one day!”
Because the old monk had gilded them with golden bodies, they were resistant to the Netherworld Qi.
The Bald Vulture carried Chu Feng and the others into the sky, flying towards the swamp’s far side.
The Bald Dog and Da Heiniu, along with the Ground Rat Demon King, dashed on the ground, splitting into two groups to divert the five clan elders, looking extrely disheveled.
Before leaving the swamp, Elder Wang brandished his sword.
A sharp ring sounded, and Sword Qi rose, slashing past the Bald Vulture’s leg.
With a puff, the sharp Sword Qi severed half of the Bald Vulture’s leg.
The Bald Vulture cried out in pain, blood staining the sky, yet it still struggled to carry Chu Feng and the others through the Netherworld Qi.
On the Heart-Refining Bridge, they had already beco inseparable, and although the Bald Vulture was cunning, it found a sense of belonging.
Now it shared its fate with everyone, unable to survive alone if it abandoned them.
“These old guys deserve to die!”
Chu Feng cursed, seized the opportunity, and threw all the Celestial Realms Thunderbolt Pearls from his Storage Ring down the mountain.
The crackling echoed chaotically, as the enormous thunder and lightning laws exploded one after another, trapping the elders inside.
In just one breath, the elders broke through the electric net and charged out.
However, in that short ti, the Bald Vulture had already distanced them significantly.
In the Nine Queues Hall, opportunities were seized, and the Bald Vulture’s bloodline had greatly advanced.
More crucially, its soul and body were in complete harmony.
It seed as if this body were tailor-made for it, allowing its Primordial Spirit to take root firmly in the Divine Sea.
With a flap of its wings, it soared over a thousand miles, glancing worriedly at Chu Feng, “Is Brother Dog okay?”
Chu Feng looked irritated and said, “I don’t know, let’s get out of here first before making a plan. These old geezers all have families and ties; when I break through to the Divinity Transformation Realm, I’ll settle the score with each of you!”
Murong Chong and Wang Jie were also full of resentnt, never having been pursued so miserably.
Within their group, Chang Xi had already found her sect along the way.
Chu Feng had her return to her sect, as the elders’ protection would prevent trouble from the old n.
He understood that the old n’s pursuit wasn’t due to past robbery grievances, but because they knew they were close to Long Fei.
As rumors spread after they erged,
it was said Long Fei and his group were the first to enter the Nine Queues Hall, and the old n wanted to seize their opportunities.
If it weren’t for this, when the Immortal King Mountain opened,
the old n guarding outside would have gained nothing, leaving them feeling extrely frustrated.
Below the mountain ravine, within the Netherworld Water,
Wang Xiaoya had no idea how long she had fallen through the air before splashing into the water, wrapped like an egg by the Chaos Green Lotus above her head, protecting her from the impact of the massive shockwave.
Rays of green light emanated, enveloping her, shielding her from the intrusion of the Netherworld’s toxic Yin Qi.
Chaos, in essence, is a state of Yin and Yang undifferentiated, a primordial state between heaven and earth.
The Chaos Green Lotus not only resisted the Netherworld’s toxic erosion but also unfurled its petals, absorbing the surrounding Yin Malevolence Qi.
Previously, the Demon Race had connected to the Netherworld with a great formation, leading the Netherworld Water to cleanse the Immortal King Mountain.
Later, the old monk used water from the Tranquil Glazed Vase to cleanse the Immortal King Mountain again.
The divine waters of differing properties mixed with the mountain’s myriad beasts, plants, and the blood of immortals and demons under the ravine.
The already toxic Netherworld Water, rged with these poisonous malevolent substances, grew even more toxic.
Yet the water was not cold but boiling hot.
The mountain’s mist was precisely from the vapor rising from here.
This place was vast, and Wang Xiaoya’s Divine Sense couldn’t probe it, unable to see the edge even with her eyes.
“Long Fei, can you hear ?”
She surfaced, summoning the Phoenix Dharma Laksana above her head, shouting loudly with it towards the distance.
The sound traveled in all directions, with not even an echo returning, indicating the vastness of the area, much to Wang Xiaoya’s surprise.
She guessed there must be a volcano below.
Otherwise, it wouldn’t be possible to boil such a large Netherworld Pool.
The interaction of extre Yin and extre Yang here astonishingly maintained equilibrium for such a long ti.
Wang Xiaoya used Essential Qi to vibrate the water’s surface, using the ripples to explore her surroundings.
Soon, she discovered sothing unbelievable.
Amidst the mist, one humanoid creature after another surfaced, only their heads visible as they scrutinized her.
Wang Xiaoya felt icy cold, her hair standing on end, as a chill ran from her spine to her scalp, causing her to involuntarily shiver.
The humanoid creatures were densely packed, one following the other endlessly.
They resembled a sea of corpses from hell, each head peeking out, staring at her peculiarly.
It was remarkable that she hadn’t been scared to death.
“What kind of place is this?”
Wang Xiaoya’s nose tingled with an urge to cry in helplessness.
She stepped back in the water, suddenly feeling a weight on her ankle as if sothing grabbed her.
“A ghost!”
Looking down, Wang Xiaoya saw a bloody, featureless corpse grabbing her ankle.
Terrified, she raised the Vermilion Bird Feather Sword, ready to strike into the water.
Instead, she heard a voice, “It’s !”
Wang Xiaoya’s pupils dilated as she quickly withdrew her sword, plunging into the water to embrace the bloody figure, laughing and crying while hurriedly enclosing them both in the leaves of the Chaos Green Lotus like an eggshell.
The space inside was quite large, enough for a lotus dais of over a dozen square ters to lie on.
Since it was plucked from Mount Hua, this was the first sign of growth in the Chaos Green Lotus.
The surrounding Chaos Qi was absorbed by the Chaos Green Lotus, transforming into Green Lotus Essence, perating the interior.
Within it, one felt as if soaking in a hot spring of Essence.
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