novelraw Chapter 508, All Races of the Nine Netherworlds Emerge
Chapter 508, All Races of the Nine Netherworlds Emerge
"Mingyue, has the Netherworld Blade really appeared?"
The ghostly carriage, hovering high in the sky, swooped down, and as soon as it approached the black sedan, its sharp, piercing sound rang out impatiently.
The nine heads spoke simultaneously, their voices overlapping, like nine rusty, blunt knives repeatedly cutting into the soul, causing the surrounding ghosts to tremble violently and almost kneel down.
Su Mingyue glanced over coldly, snorted, and without moving, simply raised her hand to condense a ball of black light, which she then flung towards Guiche.
The black light shot through the air, transforming into an extremely condensed black blade of light.
The black blade was faster than the limits of vision. The ghost car only saw a blur before a deadly chill struck it. It didn't even have time to dodge before being hit head-on by the black blade.
"Boom!"
With a loud bang, the enormous body of the ghost car plummeted uncontrollably from the sky, crashing heavily to the ground and kicking up clouds of dust.
As the smoke and dust cleared, the once enormous body of the ghost carriage had vanished, replaced by a disheveled man in black robes.
The man in black robes scrambled to his feet, his face filled with shock and disbelief. He stared intently at the floating black sedan chair: "You've actually broken through to the King Realm!"
Inside the sedan chair, Su Mingyue remained seated, looking down at the man on the ground with indifferent eyes: "Mo Xiao, if you dare to be presumptuous again, I won't mind tasting the flavor of the ghost carriage."
Upon hearing this, Mo Xiao was furious and let out a suppressed snort. However, given the difference in strength, he didn't dare to retaliate.
Seeing that he had backed down, Su Mingyue withdrew her gaze, her eyes flashing like lightning as she suddenly pointed towards the direction of Soul Nightmare Valley: "Crimson Nightmare."
The sound was not loud, but it clearly pierced through the mist at the valley entrance.
"Aren't you going to come out and see me?"
Hua Changxi, who was hiding behind the Soul-Nourishing Tree that would take several people to encircle, suddenly felt her heart clench. She even subconsciously held her breath and leaned against the tree, motionless and giving no response.
"Humph!"
Looking at the still quiet Soul Nightmare Valley, Su Mingyue's expression darkened. It seemed that she, who had only recently entered the Ghost King Realm, was not yet strong enough to intimidate others.
Hua Changxi could sense that the Ghost King's gaze had not left her. Just as she was hesitating whether to hide directly in the depths of the Soul Nightmare Valley, an even more powerful aura suddenly swept in from the horizon outside the valley.
It was a deep blue that tore through the sky.
Without warning, it split open at the highest point of the Nine Netherworld Sky, trailing a long, soul-consuming tail of flame, like a shooting star, and fell into the depths of the fifth level of the Nine Netherworld Abyss.
Hua Changxi craned his neck, trying to see what the shooting star was, but he only managed to catch a glimpse of the black sedan chair and the ghost carriage transforming into two streaks of light, one in front of the other, frantically chasing after that dark blue streak.
Almost simultaneously, the entire fifth realm was in an uproar, with powerful auras emerging from all directions.
The River Styx surged, its green waves towering, and several dark green figures moved like arrows released from a bow, traversing the waves with incredible speed, tearing invisible cracks in space as they rushed toward the spot where the meteorite had fallen!
On the banks of the Yellow Springs River, a cold wind howled, and two ghostly figures, one yellow and one red, suddenly appeared. Only a few wisps of their shadows remained before they vanished into the horizon in an instant.
North of Soul Nightmare Valley, demonic energy was as black as ink, covering the sky and the earth. The powerful demons transformed into a surging black tsunami, carrying a world-destroying pressure, sweeping towards the area where the meteor fell.
South of Soul Nightmare Valley, blood energy surged, and several powerful warriors of the Blood Sea Clan, their blood energy churning like tangible matter, converged into a crimson torrent, rushing forth in a mighty rush.
East of Soul Nightmare Valley, demonic energy soared into the sky. A ferocious beast resembling a tiger with fangs as menacing as a wild boar and dragging a tail several meters long, and a demonic creature resembling a vicious dog with wings on its back, roared and burst out of the air, transforming into two destructive streaks of light, frantically rushing towards Meteor!
West of Soul Nightmare Valley, the void twisted, and two figures, one black and one white, moved like ghosts, leaving behind afterimages.
The man in black, dressed in a stern official robe, wore a tall hat with the four characters "Peace Under Heaven" embodying a chilling aura. The Soul-Locking Chain in his hand gleamed coldly, and the air seemed to freeze wherever the chain passed.
The man in white wore a flowing robe, and the words "Seeing Him Brings Wealth" on his tall hat were written in an eerie style. The soul-snatching tablet in his hand had runes that flowed around it, exuding a chilling and sinister aura.
The two moved with lightning speed, their afterimages intertwined, and in an instant they disappeared into the western void.
Furthermore, other areas are also not peaceful.
A silver streak of light pierced the sky, swift as lightning, leaving trails of silver afterimages in the void that vanished in an instant.
The gray phantom appeared and disappeared intermittently, its aura as ethereal as smoke, drifting silently toward the direction of the shooting star.
All forces, whether rushing, flying, surging, or stealthy, converged around that falling meteor.
Watching those fleetingly powerful auras, Hua Changxi felt her throat go dry and subconsciously swallowed.
She had previously thought that the fifth level of the Nine Netherworld was sparsely populated, but who would have thought that this seemingly desolate place would harbor so many powerful figures.
Hua Changxi stared at the direction where the meteor fell for a while, but his curiosity was eventually overwhelmed by his fear. He then decisively turned around and walked deeper into the Soul Nightmare Valley.
Given the commotion in the Nine Netherworlds, it's best for her, as a human, not to join in.
"That is..." At the same time, in a valley dozens of miles away from Soul Nightmare Valley, Lady White Bone and Chu Junyi and the other five were also looking up at the disappearing blue light.
Looking at the flowing light, Lady White Bone's eyes surged with intense desire and greed, but when she thought of the powerful figures who had just appeared, she finally let out a long sigh.
"That's right, that's the Netherfire Match, the key to unlocking the Nine Nether Soul Realm."
After a pause, Lady White Bone looked with amusement at the five people beside her, including Chu Junyi, whose expressions were solemn.
"The Ghost Clan, Demon Clan, Soul Clan, Styx Clan, Blood Sea Clan, and Yellow Spring Clan have all dispatched many Commander-level experts, and there may even be King-level experts among them."
“Even the Netherworld City and the Samsara Palace have sent people, and the demon race has also mobilized the descendants of Qiongqi and Taotie. Are you sure you still want to participate in the battle for the Soul Realm Key?”
After hearing this, Chu Junyi and the other four remained silent.
The situation in the Nine Netherworlds was more complex than they had imagined, and the number of powerful figures in the Nine Netherworlds far exceeded their expectations.
After a moment of silence, Chu Junyi looked at Lady White Bone: "Was that black broken sword that the ghost clan member was holding really the legendary Netherworld Sword?"
After they descended from the fourth Chongyuan Pass, they began to hear rumors of the 'Netherworld Blade' appearing.
Besides them, many members of the Nine Nether Clan were also fortunate enough to escape with their lives from the black broken blade.
Clearly, they were the ones who spread the rumors.
Lady White Bone did not answer immediately, not because she was unwilling to answer, but because she herself was not very sure. After a moment, she slowly opened her mouth, her voice carrying a hint of hesitation.
"Although I can't see through the depths of that ghost clan, one thing is certain: her cultivation level is definitely not very high."
"Otherwise, she wouldn't have been unable to maintain even the ghost fire in the fourth level of the Nine Netherworld."
"A ghost of low cultivation level can kill generals and marshals with ease, so the only thing she can rely on is that broken black sword."
"The black broken blade carries an extremely pure aura of the Nine Netherworld's origin."
Chu Junyi and the other four looked at Lady White Bone, waiting for her to continue.
Lady White Bone looked at the five people, her eyes narrowing slightly: "Therefore, there is a greater than 70% chance that the black broken sword is the legendary Netherworld Sword."
As she finished speaking, she sighed softly, her tone carrying a complex and incomprehensible emotion: "The Ghost Clan... truly is protected by the Nine Netherworlds."
"I originally thought that Ghost Mother Mountain and Ghost Infant River had suffered heavy damage because of your human race, and that the Ghost Clan would have to recuperate for a long time."
"Unexpectedly, the Netherworld Blade has fallen into the hands of the Ghost Clan."
"With the Netherworld Blade in hand, all the races of the Nine Netherworlds will have to be wary of the Ghost Clan."
After hearing this, Chu Junyi remained silent for a while, then took out a jade bottle from his bosom and poured out five jet-black pills.
He tilted his head back and swallowed one pill first, then handed the remaining four pills to his four subordinates beside him.
As the pills entered their stomachs, a chilling aura instantly spread throughout their bodies.
In the blink of an eye, the living aura on the five people vanished without a trace, replaced by a ghostly aura so dense it was almost tangible.
Their skin turned pale, and a ghostly green flame flickered deep in their eyes. If one did not know their true nature, one would mistake them for genuine demons.
Two beams of light suddenly flashed in Lady White Bone's eyes as she stared intently at the five people, her voice sharp with disbelief: "Ghost Breath Pill!"
"Where...did you get the Ghost Breath Pill?"
Lady White Bone's emotions were in turmoil. This Ghost Breath Pill was a secret medicine of the Ghost Clan, which could only be barely refined by a powerful Ghost King Realm expert using the Ghost Pouch from the Ghost Yin Wood as the main ingredient.
Regardless of race, anyone who takes the Ghost Breath Pill can 'transform' into a ghost within a certain timeframe without harming their original physical body.
The fact that the Demon Suppression Army could produce such a secret medicine suggests that they have connections with the King-level experts of the Ghost Clan.
Chu Junyi did not answer Lady White Bone's question, but simply looked at her and said, "Get in the sedan chair."
Lady White Bone frowned: "You still want to get involved in this mess?"
She paused, her voice carrying a hint of dissuasion, "Even if your aura is now indistinguishable from that of the Ghost Clan, and your identities won't be exposed, with your current strength, trying to snatch the key from the various races of the Nine Netherworld is nothing short of a pipe dream."
Chu Junyi's eyes were firm: "Even if we can't seize it, we still need to go and see the foundation and strength of the various races in the Nine Netherworld, and find out the trend of the situation in the Nine Netherworld."
The situation in the Nine Netherworlds is crucial to the stability of the Demon Prison; if the Nine Netherworlds are in turmoil, the human race will not be able to remain uninvolved. (End of Chapter)