"It's not complete." In the lowest level of the Underworld Emperor's Tomb, the old man sat cross-legged beside the coffin with a smile on his face. Although he exuded an ancient aura, his smile was the same as ever. It was just as warm and loving as Wang Baole's memories from the Underworld Dream.
That gaze entered Wang Baole's eyes and fused into his heart. It seemed to dissolve some of the bitterness in Wang Baole's heart over the years. All that was left was peace and tranquility.
"Master …" Wang Baole looked at the figure in the depths of the Underworld Emperor's Tomb, and a smile gradually appeared on his face. He didn't ask why it was not complete. Instead, he stood up and walked into the passageway formed by the huge fissure in the black sea.
He walked into the black sea, into the fissure, and into the next level that resonated with the Dao he had comprehended. Originally, this level was connected by Karma, but now, it couldn't touch Wang Baole's aura at all. He walked into the next level.
It was in this way that he got closer and closer to his Master. He arrived at the bottom of the Underworld Emperor's Tomb, in front of the coffin, in front of his Master.
He did not look at the coffin, nor did he pay any attention to the man and woman who had appeared on the floor above him. He did not pay any attention to those two figures either. When they looked at him, their gazes were filled with bewilderment, wariness, and even more so, with complicated emotions and unwillingness to accept defeat.
None of that mattered anymore. That was because Wang Baole only had eyes for his master now.
Wang Baole gradually walked closer until he was three meters in front of his smiling Master. He lifted the hem of his robe and knelt in front of his Master. He kowtowed respectfully, with gratitude, and with peace.
His movements were meticulous. Although they were slow, they were serious. Very serious.
Ming Kunzi's smile was the same as ever, but there was more emotion in his eyes, more admiration, and more … heartache.
"Master regrets a little. Perhaps I shouldn't have lured you into the Underworld Dream back then." Ming Kunzi sighed softly. He looked at the disciple before him. He saw Wang Baole's bitterness, his tiredness, his confusion, and his Dao.
"Master, your disciple has no regrets." Wang Baole raised his head and smiled.
Ming Kunzi shook his head. More wrinkles appeared on his face, and the aura around him grew older. His gaze also grew gentler, but it was filled with even more heartache. He seemed to want to raise his hand and stroke Wang Baole's head, but he didn't do so. Instead, he shifted his gaze away from Wang Baole and looked towards the void outside the Emperor of the Underworld's Tomb. Beyond the Nether River, there in the void … was the figure of his other disciple.
When he looked at the figure, his eyes were no longer filled with warmth. Instead, they were filled with regret, mixed feelings, grief, and most of all … helplessness. The figure silently bowed deeply to him.
In the end, Ming Kunzi withdrew his gaze and sighed slightly. After a short while, he looked at Wang Baole once more and muttered softly.
"Are you here to retrieve the remains of the Emperor of the Underworld for your Senior Brother?"
"The remains of the Hell-Emperor are of great use to Elder Brother," said Wang Baole softly, looking at his Master. "Disciple … wishes to help him get it."
Ming Kunzi smiled and looked deeply at Wang Baole. Then, he nodded.
"Go get it."
"Many thanks, Master!" Wang Baole rose to his feet and bowed again. Everything had gone smoothly. He had gained enlightenment of his own Dao, and was about to retrieve the remains of the Emperor of the Underworld for his Senior Brother. He had even met his Master, whom he had assumed to be dead.
All of this made him feel even more at peace. His original plan of not staying in the Underworld Sect was now wavering. Even though their Daos were different, if his Master and Senior Brother were here, then … Wang Baole felt that he should stay.
With that thought in mind, Wang Baole walked towards the coffin. At that moment, the male and female quasi-Demon Child not far away were looking at him.
At this moment, Chen Qing's eyes were also fixed on him from the Nine Underworlds above.
Even the cultivators of the Underworld Sect who had been freed from the Underworld Sect because of the unforeseen events in the Underworld Emperor's Tomb noticed him and looked at him!
All eyes were on Wang Baole. What he didn't notice was that as he approached, his Master's eyes were filled with reminiscence, as well as … reluctance to part.
That was because Ming Kunzi hadn't told Wang Baole that before Wang Baole had arrived, Chen Qing had already come to take the remains of the Underworld Emperor. However, Ming Kunzi had refused.
That was why … Wang Baole had come. Ming Kunzi didn't want to talk about such things, nor did he want to see any conflict between Wang Baole and Chen Qing. Both of them were his apprentices. One had been taken in the real world, and had followed him from a young age. Eventually, he had betrayed him, and had lived in pain until he merged with the Dao of the Heavens.
The other had been taken in as his apprentice in an Underworld Dream. In that dream, he had experienced everything, and had reached this point in his search for his own Dao.
"That's … fine," he murmured. Ming Kunzi murmured in his heart as he closed his eyes. He did not want this youngest disciple of his to witness the scene of him disappearing.
However, Wang Baole's experiences made his senses sharper than Ming Kunzi's. Just as Wang Baole was about to reach the coffin, Wang Baole suddenly stopped in his tracks. A look of suspicion appeared in his eyes. His intuition was telling him that … something wasn't quite right!
However, he wasn't sure what exactly was wrong, so he looked back at his Master.
At first glance, there didn't seem to be anything out of the ordinary. However, after a moment of silence, Wang Baole's eyes suddenly flickered with a mysterious light. The images of his previous life appeared, and the aura of his life essence scabbard spread out. Everything converged in his eyes, causing them to shine brightly. However … nothing seemed out of the ordinary.
When he sensed Wang Baole's gaze, Ming Kunzi opened his eyes and said gently and kindly, "Why aren't you going?"
Wang Baole stopped in his tracks. Right now, he was less than five feet away from the coffin. However, his instincts made him hesitate. Even though everything he saw and checked was normal, he still looked at his master's face and asked, "What is it?"
"Master, is there … something that you haven't told your disciple? If I take the remains of the Underworld Emperor, will it … affect you in any way? "
Ming Kunzi smiled.
"Child, you weren't a suspicious person in your Underworld Dream. Why are you acting like this now? Oh, don't think too much about it. I'm not the Underworld Emperor. What kind of effect can I have? Hurry up and take it."
Wang Baole was silent for a moment before he suddenly spoke.
"Master, you said that my Dao is incomplete. How can it be complete?"
"Once you've taken it, I'll tell you. Go now." Ming Kunzi laughed hoarsely, then closed his eyes.
Wang Baole frowned. He looked at his Master, and then at the coffin of the Underworld Emperor. After the space of a few breaths, he suddenly waved his hand over his bag of holding. Instantly, a small bottle appeared in his hand!
It was none other than the wishing bottle!
"I wish that you would give me the Eye of Truth!"
As soon as Wang Baole spoke, Ming Kunzi's eyes opened. At the same time, the gaze from above grew serious. That was because … the wishing bottle was emitting a warm current that entered Wang Baole's body and converged in his eyes. In that instant, black lightning appeared in his eyes.
As soon as the lightning appeared, everything before Wang Baole's eyes changed in an instant!
It was still the Underworld Emperor's Tomb, still the coffin, still his Master. However … his Master's figure was not corporeal. It was illusory …. It was a soul body!
Three strands of Soul Strands extended out from the soul body and connected to the coffin. Inside the coffin … were three Soul Lamps that Wang Baole hadn't been able to see before!
When the Soul Lamps are extinguished, the coffin can be opened!
When the Soul Lamps are extinguished, the Underworld Emperor dies!
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