novelraw Chapter 1075 1075 The End of the Styx
Chapter 1075 1075 The End of the Styx
"Please board the vessel. Without my guidance, this mist region is not so easy to cross."
Mohoura smiled faintly.
Jun Xiaoyao, Shen Le, Su Hongyi, Naraku, Yun Xiaohei, and Zhuge — all six stepped onto the small boat.
Though the boat was not large, it had no trouble holding a few people.
"They cannot enter."
Mohoura glanced at the tower ship Yun Xiaohei had arrived on, which carried several immortal imperial clan members.
Yet these beings, who lorded over others in the outside world, dared not show the slightest arrogance before Mohoura of the Demon Origin Clan.
They had originally come to protect Yun Xiaohei, but that was no longer necessary.
They all clasped their hands and departed.
Yun Xiaohei remained composed.
He knew that Jun Xiaoyao would not make a move against him right now.
If Jun Xiaoyao did, Mohoura would be the first to object.
After all, opening the gate to the Unspeakable Land required all six of them to act together.
Once everyone had boarded,
the old man wearing the bamboo hat began to row.
The small boat started moving into the mist region.
Gray fog stretched endlessly in every direction.
Jun Xiaoyao could sense that dark matter was also present within the gray mist.
He was already quite familiar with this substance.
He had first encountered it back in the secret treasury of the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign.
This substance posed a great threat to beings of the Immortal Domain.
Without resistance, one would descend into madness.
But it had no effect on beings from the Other Domain.
Because they all carried varying amounts of this substance within them.
This was also why beings from the Other Domain were stronger than those of the Immortal Domain at the same level.
"Ultimate Calamity, I must figure out exactly what you are." Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.
At that moment, he sensed a gaze fixed on him.
It was Mohoura, staring at him intently.
"What is it?" Jun Xiaoyao smiled lightly.
"Nothing much. I just feel that you, the First King, seem a bit excessively strong." Mohoura also smiled.
"In that case, I'll take that as a compliment."
Jun Xiaoyao's bearing was calm and natural.
With Fate Void and the cover of the Heaven-Stealing Sun-Swapping technique,
he was confident he would not easily give himself away.
"By the way, where exactly is the location of the black blood you mentioned?"
Naraku was growing impatient.
Mohoura said, "You should know of the Nether River."
Everyone nodded slightly.
"As a river that spans the ten great regions of our world, it ultimately flows toward the Unspeakable Land. Legend has it that at its very end, there is a single drop of black blood."
Mohoura's words were startling.
"Are you saying that the dark matter contained within the Nether River all comes from..." Shen Le immediately made the connection.
"That's right, it all originates from that single drop of black blood." Mohoura said.
A sharp intake of breath...
Zhuge and the others were all stunned.
The Nether River — how vast it was, spanning the ten great regions.
Yet the power of just that single drop of black blood was enough to fill the entire river with the force of dark matter.
This alone spoke to how terrifyingly powerful that drop of blood was.
As for Jun Xiaoyao, a flicker of contemplation passed through his eyes.
A conspiracy theory came to mind.
If that drop of black blood originated from the Ultimate Calamity,
and was then used to shape the Nether River, spanning the ten great regions,
it could infect beings of the Other Domain within a very short time, causing them all to carry dark matter within their bodies.
If this theory were spoken aloud, it would absolutely overturn everything beings of the Other Domain believed!
Of course, Jun Xiaoyao had no intention of saying it.
Raising such doubts now would certainly draw Mohoura's suspicion.
After all, Mohoura was a devout believer of the Ultimate Calamity.
Or rather, the entire Demon Origin Clan were believers of the Ultimate Calamity.
Beyond that, Jun Xiaoyao also thought of another point.
The Nether River was of extreme importance to Luo Xiangling.
He wondered whether at the end of the Nether River, there might be something that could help Luo Xiangling break through and transform — that would be ideal.
"But if what you say is true and that drop of black blood holds such immense power, why has no immortal gone to seize it?" Naraku asked with a frown.
The power of the black blood was beyond question.
Even an Immortal King would be moved by it.
Mohoura shook his head upon hearing this.
"At the end of the Nether River, there is an ancient formation, and that drop of black blood should be within it."
"The formation itself is not particularly powerful, but legend has it that it is connected to the great Calamity, so no one has dared to take even half a step beyond it."
"If you truly are the Demon Dark Sovereign chosen by the great Calamity, that drop of black blood should automatically resonate with you." Mohoura explained.
"I see."
Hearing this, Naraku felt even more at ease.
This meant that no one else could compete with him for that drop of black blood.
Because he, and he alone, was the true sovereign.
Jun Xiaoyao stood quietly to the side, listening, a flicker of contemplation passing through his eyes.
Just then, the sea suddenly stirred.
In the mist ahead, numerous shadows seemed to emerge, like the tentacles of a giant octopus.
A powerful aura rose from the depths of the ocean abyss.
"What is that?"
Zhuge, Yun Xiaohei, and the others were all startled.
It felt like some ancient and terrifying sea beast.
"There is no need to worry." Mohoura seemed entirely unsurprised.
"Insolence!"
The old boatman in the bamboo hat let out a sharp shout.
A terrifying pressure poured forth, blanketing the entire sea!
"A Creation Divine Sovereign!"
Sensing this nearly suffocating aura,
Zhuge, Yun Xiaohei, and the others on the boat all felt their breath catch, their bodies involuntarily stepping back.
Only Jun Xiaoyao stood unmoved.
Shen Le and Su Hongyi leaned close behind him.
"Worthy of the ultimate imperial clan." Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.
Even a mere boatman possessed cultivation at the Divine Sovereign level.
"Elder Ke is a senior dedicated to guiding travelers. With him here, we have nothing to worry about." Mohoura smiled gently.
Along the way that followed, though there were many forbidden zones, death traps, and all manner of terrifying sea beasts,
under Elder Ke's guidance, they passed through each danger without serious incident.
Several days went by.
The mist ahead finally dispersed.
The view opened up before them.
Everyone looked forward at the same moment, and all held their breath.
Before them lay an incomparably vast dark continent.
It radiated an aura of deathly stillness.
Yet this stillness was not the kind that signified the extinction of all life.
This environment was fertile ground and a treasure land for beings of the ultimate imperial clans.
But for beings of the Immortal Domain, it was nothing short of a savage wasteland.
"Everyone, welcome to the core of our world — the Unspeakable Land." Mohoura said with a smile.
Jun Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the dark continent before him.
Among the countless beings of the Immortal Domain,
how many could ever reach this place?
Among the younger generation, Jun Xiaoyao was almost certainly the first.
"Let's head straight to the end of the Nether River."
Naraku could hardly wait to merge with the black blood.
"Oh, very well then."
Mohoura glanced at Naraku.
Naraku then turned to look at Jun Xiaoyao, a smile spreading across his face.
"Don't worry. Even after I truly become the Demon Dark Sovereign, I won't kill you — because I still need you to open the gate."
"But... I will make you understand what it means to know your place!"
Naraku seemed to already envision Jun Xiaoyao groveling pathetically beneath his feet.
Jun Xiaoyao didn't even bother acknowledging Naraku, ignoring him entirely.
He was in such a hurry to die — what was there for Jun Xiaoyao to say?