"The Underworld Sect …." Wang Baole walked out of the temple and looked up at the figures in the sky. Then, he looked up at the image of his Senior Brother Chen Qing's solemn face. He sighed inwardly, but his expression gradually calmed down.
Since he had made up his mind, there was no need to hesitate.
Only by dispelling the Karma would he be able to remain calm.
Wang Baole took a deep breath. His heart, which had been gradually calming down, calmed down even more. He understood that life was impermanent, and that there were bound to be regrets. It was difficult to be perfect.
Since that was the case, then it would be good to turn those regrets into beautiful memories. They would become the accumulation of life.
"This time … my first goal is to do everything in my power to obtain the remains of the Underworld Emperor for my Senior Brother. My second goal is the Realm Ascension Disc and my cultivation!" As Wang Baole made up his mind, the roars of the Underworld Sect cultivators filled the air. The sound of the waves of the Underworld River grew louder and louder.
Gradually, the waves suppressed the shouts of the Underworld Sect and formed a summoning will that enveloped every cultivator. Wang Baole was no exception. He could feel the beckoning of the Underworld River.
More accurately speaking, the beckoning was a resonance with the Underworld Flame inside of him.
It was as if all the Dao of the Underworld Sect came from the Underworld River.
As Wang Baole sat there thoughtfully, Chen Qing's face in the sky swept his gaze over all the cultivators below. His gaze paused for a moment on Wang Baole, then he looked away and spoke in a low voice.
"Underworld River, open!"
As soon as the words left his mouth, the Underworld River outside exploded with even more intensity. At the same time, the cultivators of the Underworld Sect transformed into figures that shot up into the sky. They pierced through the air and shot out of the Underworld Planet.
Wang Baole's face was calm as he took a step forward. With one step, he rose into the air. With another step, he left the Underworld Planet. With the third step, he was already outside the planet, above the Underworld River.
However, he was alone. Opposite him were all the Underworld Sect cultivators who were preparing to enter the Nether River. Among them, there were more than ten old men with powerful auras.
These people were all powerful beings of the Dark Sect's star domains. One of them even had a will of the Way all over his body. Wang Baole felt that he was even more powerful than the Blazing Laozu when he didn't use the curse. It was as if he could suppress everything with his strength alone. Even the waves of the Nether River gathered beneath him.
Aside from that, one of the Underworld Sect cultivators was wearing a mask that covered his face so that others couldn't see his face clearly. They could only tell that this person was a man. At the same time, the energy waves coming from his body gave off the power of a half-step Star Domain.
However, the most eye-catching thing about this person was his Underworld Fire. This Underworld Fire was so strong that it almost reached the heavens. Now that it was released without any concealment, it resonated with the Underworld Sect cultivators around him. Their eyes were filled with fervor as they looked at this person.
As for his identity … Wang Baole didn't need to guess anymore. The moment he saw this person, this person's gaze also fell on Wang Baole. Their gazes met for a moment, and there was a hint of well-hidden enmity. Wang Baole already knew that this person … was the person who had been staring at him when he stepped into the Underworld Sect. He was also the cultivator behind the would-be Underworld Child who had provoked him.
Perhaps if he hadn't appeared, this person … would be the Underworld Child who was most recognized by the Underworld Sect.
Looking at it this way, it was understandable that this person had enmity towards him.
In the past, with Wang Baole's personality, this kind of enmity would have turned into motivation for others to call him daddy. However, to Wang Baole now, this wasn't important.
Right now, all he wanted was to help his senior brother retrieve the remains of the Underworld Emperor and fulfill his promise.
Hence, Wang Baole didn't care about the enmity or the provocation. Instead, he stood there and lowered his head to look at the roaring and tumbling Underworld River below.
He could faintly see countless faces in the Underworld River. When these faces looked at him and the others, they were filled with venom and hatred.
This hatred came from the suppression, the enmity, and the Underworld Sect's mission to prevent them from coming back to life.
At the same time, as the Underworld Fire in Wang Baole's body circulated, a dark light shone in his eyes. He vaguely saw that there seemed to be threads on the bodies of the countless deceased souls in the Underworld River that extended into the depths of the Underworld River.
It was as if no matter how ferocious they were, they were still puppets on strings. If the puppeteer behind them didn't move, it would be fine. However, once he moved, he could control their every action.
"These threads …." Wang Baole narrowed his eyes and stared into the depths of the Underworld River. Unfortunately, he couldn't see through them. He couldn't see them clearly, but he did have some guesses and speculations in his heart.
"Perhaps this is another reason why senior brother needs the remains of the Underworld Emperor. The puppeteer behind these deceased souls … is very likely the deceased Underworld Emperor.
"It's also because of his death that the Karma still exists. Although these deceased souls no longer have the will to interfere, they're still trapped here and can't leave." As Wang Baole muttered to himself, Chen Qing's figure appeared above the Underworld River. He didn't say anything unnecessary. The moment he lifted his right hand, the mark of a black fish appeared on his forehead. In that instant, the power of the Heavenly Dao erupted from his entire body.
Finally, the power converged on his right hand, which he then pushed down toward the Underworld River. An enormous handprint appeared out of nowhere and shot toward the Underworld River.
The starry sky rumbled, and the void trembled. The power of the Heavenly Dao was unleashed to the pinnacle. The might of the Great Dao caused the minds of Wang Baole and the others to reel. Looks of terror appeared on the faces of the deceased souls in the Underworld River. Howling, they began to sink down into the depths of the Underworld River.
At the same time … as the palm print descended, the water of the Nether River rumbled, and a depression in the shape of a palm print appeared. The depression grew larger and larger until it was hundreds of thousands of feet wide. Only then did it stop growing. Waves surged out from the center of that palm print, which was hundreds of thousands of feet wide, and spread out in all directions. It looked incredibly vast.
However, things weren't over yet. Although the depression didn't grow any larger, its depth … continued to rumble. Soon, the handprint was tens of thousands of meters deep. Tens of thousands of meters deep. Hundreds of thousands of meters deep ….
In the end, a hand imprint roughly 500,000 meters deep appeared in front of everyone's eyes, causing their hearts to tremble violently. What they saw could no longer be considered a hand imprint, but rather, a passageway, a vortex!
At the end of the vortex … was nothing. It was as if the bottom of the Underworld River was still very, very far away.
Chen Qing retracted his hand and calmly said, "The Dao of the Heavens has decreed that only half of the passageway can be reached. Next … we'll have to rely on you Underworld Children to bear the weight of the power of the Dao of the Heavens and extend this passageway to 1,000,000 meters!"
"Yes sir!" Immediately, all of the Underworld Sect cultivators, including the young Underworld Child who had provoked Wang Baole earlier, began to speak out in loud voices. Even the masked cultivator bowed his head respectfully in acknowledgment.
Next, the young Underworld Child who had provoked Wang Baole earlier and had been neutralized by his waning moon was the first to step out from the crowd and clasp hands toward Chen Qing.
"Heavenly Dao, please send down your power!"
Chen Qing nodded. He waved his right hand, causing a sealing mark to appear on the young man's forehead. A tremor ran through him, and the Underworld Flame inside of him exploded out. His face twisted with pain, as if he were about to explode.
However, he was no ordinary person. Enduring the pain, he roared and lifted both hands up, causing the Underworld Flame inside of him to push down toward the 500,000 meter handprint.
Rumbling could be heard as the Underworld Flame inside of him exploded out, forming a small handprint that sank down into the passageway, causing the passageway to grow even deeper!
This time, it grew to a depth of more than 60,000 meters!
By this point, the young Underworld Child coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his body weakened. However, he endured the pain and gave Wang Baole a provocative look. Then, he was helped back to his original position. Next, a second Underworld Child flew out and bowed toward the void.
"Heavenly Dao, please send down your power!"
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