"We definitely can't run away from this. I'll find someone to inquire about Balor's situation." Jhonas hung his head and said dejectedly, "Although the Blood Demon race is a group of arrogant people, since that fellow was able to become the leader of the dozen or so Blood Demons in the Combat Cultivation Hall, his true form must be very powerful. Boss, you don't understand him at all. You're at a disadvantage."
Knowing oneself and one's enemy was the best preparation. Wang Zhong did not stand on ceremony with Jhonas and nodded his head. He had no choice but to request to participate in the Life and Death Arena. If not, there would be even more trouble in the future. He had to let others see his tough side so that those who dared to provoke him in the future would consider their strength. However, this did not mean that Lao Wang did not value Balor's strength. Just the semi-real form of the Blood Demon that he had seen in the Thunder Array Classroom was enough to shock Lao Wang.
In terms of combat techniques and experience, Lao Wang was not afraid. Balor was on a completely different level from him, even if he held back. The key problem was the difference in Soul Power. Even though the Devouring Heaven Technique and the Vitality Supplement Pill had greatly expanded his soul, under normal circumstances, it was only equivalent to 200,000 Soul Power. Meanwhile, a conservative estimate of Balor's true form was at least 350,000 Soul Power. This was a difference in level, and Wang Zhong could not solve this problem at the moment.
There was one thing that an Earthling could do when faced with a challenge — fight!
During the three days of preparation, various heated discussions outside had become extremely noisy. Jhonas was also very busy, but Lao Wang was rather free. The day before the battle, he received good news from Nini. It came from the Heavenly Treasures Street. There was a result from asking Old Cow and Uncle Sea to look for a prescription.
It was a level-8 Yin and Yang Pill.
Coincidentally, it was said that there was a large demand for Yin and Yang Pills in the Netherworld recently. It was said that they did not reject anyone, regardless of the quality! This item was a necessity in the Netherworld. Other than a very small number of civilizations that had completely adapted to the Netherworld River, most living beings needed the Yin Yang Pill to neutralize the Netherworld's Yin energy if they wanted to survive in the Netherworld. The Netherworld had always had an extremely large reserve of Yin Yang Pills. Many people speculated that something had happened in the Netherworld when they suddenly purchased a large number of Yin Yang Pills. Perhaps the pill houses of several large Factions that stored the Yin and Yang Pills had been stolen or destroyed, or perhaps the Netherworld had recently made a large movement around the Netherworld River.
The demand was quite strong. Not only did they purchase it at a high price, but a few large sects that were mainly purchasing it also took the initiative to disclose the pill recipes to some pill shops that were interested in refining the Yin and Yang Pill. Of course, he had to pay a certain purchase fee and sign a series of contracts. The most basic requirement was that he absolutely could not leak the recipe. What was more domineering was that if he could not refine the recipe after obtaining it, he would not be able to deliver the goods when the time came. The consequences would be very serious. He could stand anyone up, but not the underground world. After all, they were all fugitives …
Old Cow and Uncle Sea had also asked Wang Zhong about this. Lao Wang estimated how smoothly he had refined the Vitality Supplement Pill and was rather confident in refining this level-8 pill. In the end, he signed a contract with Uncle Sea's pill shop and took the prescription. However, when he signed the contract, Uncle Sea's hands trembled slightly. His pill shop was in contact with them. If anything happened, he would be the one to shoulder it first.
This was Wang Zhong. He was a legend of miracles in the Heavenly Treasures Street. If he wanted to help others, Uncle Sea would not dare to do so even if he had 10,000 guts.
The 60,000 Silver Star Stones that had just entered Lao Wang's pocket were gone in the blink of an eye. The purchase fee for the prescription was 10,000 Silver Star Stones. To a level-8 prescription, this was a very low price. They needed the Yin and Yang Pill and had deliberately set up this price. They were not really selling it. If not, they would not be able to buy it even with hundreds of thousands of Silver Star Stones. Furthermore, he had to collect the elixirs that were needed to refine the Yin and Yang Pill.
Under normal circumstances, the Heavenly Treasures Street did not have the ability to collect the ingredients for level-8 elixirs. However, refining the Yin and Yang Pill this time was a special requirement of the Netherworld. The few large Factions that sold the prescription would provide the buyer with the elixirs at a cost price. Lao Wang's 50,000 Silver Star Stones were barely enough to buy 10 sets of ingredients. He was considered lucky.
In the underground world, many races loved and hated the Netherworld River. They praised but also feared this long river that gave birth and destruction.
The underground world was originally prepared by the high-leveled civilizations for their biological chain and some low-leveled followers. It was somewhat nostalgic, but due to the continuous expansion of the divine territory and the intense competition, some civilizations lost their living space and could only continuously move to the underground world, which had a harsh environment. However, unexpectedly, they gradually found another path of power and survival. Furthermore, the divine territory allowed them to survive due to certain considerations.
A group of dragon-winged birds were flying anxiously in the sky above the Dragon's Head Shore. Their cooing sounds were endless. It was the breeding season for dragon-winged birds, and the Dragon's Head Shore was their breeding ground that had not changed for hundreds of years. However, their hotbed of courtship, which was originally undisturbed, was now occupied by a group of terrifying creatures. Their rationality told them to stay far away from these dangerous existences. However, the instincts that existed in their life memories drove them to circle around this place. They needed to complete the most important part of their journey here.
The group of birds screeched, hoping that these bandits would tactfully leave. However, very quickly, the furious screeches of the dragon-winged birds turned into despair. Not only did these terrifying bandits not leave this place, one day, two days … Even more bandits surged into this place from all directions.
Amid their mournful cries, the dragon-winged birds left their breeding ground that had not changed for hundreds of years. Without this place, the number of adult birds in the next breeding season might be reduced by half or even less.
On the ground, no one noticed the huge impact they had on a race. There was only one reason why they had come here — the Netherworld River Wanderer.
The trading location for the red spider lilies had already been fixed here. Although it was not the day to trade for the red spider lilies, thousands of people from various Factions had already gathered here. With so many people and powers, no one was so idle as to wait foolishly. There were people and goods. Unknowingly, a medium-sized trading market had naturally formed on the Dragon's Head Shore.
Unlike the previous few times of chaos, after confirming that the Netherworld River Wanderer could steadily provide a certain number of red spider lilies, the frenzied emotions of the various Factions had calmed down. Unless it was absolutely necessary, no one wanted to fight to the death. The underground world was cruel, and no one cared about the life and death of a group. However, it was precisely because of this that once one's strength weakened, they would definitely be targeted by other powers. The law of the jungle had always been the main theme here.
The current situation was in line with everyone's interests. This caused the market to be very lively. This time, the leaders that the various Factions had sent to preside over were all well-known figures. They were famous in the divine territory, and it could be said that all of them were supernatural beings with outstanding battle records. Even though they only had the status of Hall Masters or Deacons in their Factions, if they were to really fight, other than the likes of Suzerains and Great Elders, they were the ones who were the most capable of fighting. In fact, just based on their ability to kill, perhaps the Suzerains of the various Factions would have to give them some leeway.
The various sects and sects had sent them out not to fight, but to jointly intimidate. In the underground world, martial arts were respected, and this group of murderous people were gathered there. As long as they did not start fighting, the others would not even dare to fart. Even if they were to speak loudly, they would have to first organize their tone to prevent themselves from breaking any taboos.
When a group of murderous people met, the scene was extremely tense. However, even though there were some conflicts between the various Factions, they were all controlled at the lower level. When one reached their realm, killing techniques and even techniques were not as important. Instead, it was more about capturing the aura of killing intent and willpower. To put it bluntly, they had entered the path of cultivation through killing. When they reached the extreme of actual combat, they instead needed to turn from movement to stillness and start to study "theories" to push themselves further.
At this stage, even if they were to spar with each other, it would not be a physical battle. Instead, it would be a contest on the spiritual level.
"Ha ha ha, Lu Lian, it's been a long time. Over a hundred years ago, you defeated me by half a move. I still remember it vividly."
"Brother Yan, I haven't seen you for a hundred years, and your personality has changed. Your Soul Flame has already achieved great success, and I am no match for you."
Two ferocious murderous intents collided in the air.
On one side was a Ninth Grade Killing Red Lotus. On it was the Reincarnation of Hellfire. Countless Yin spirits and dead souls were spinning on it, as if there were thousands of sacrifices.
On the other side was a Giant Flaming Tiger. It was alive and lifelike. Countless phantoms of the tiger transformed into all kinds of shapes. All kinds of strange shapes were filled with the light of death. These tiger servants were formed from the souls that were devoured by the Giant Flaming Tiger. They had all kinds of unimaginable power.
"Aren't you guys annoying? Can you not show off in public? Do you think you can decide the winner without fighting for seven days and seven nights? "
A roguish voice hissed. Lu Lian and Sa Yan's murderous intents dispersed like clouds passing by on a sunny day. "Brother Ya Wu, how could the Soul Control Sect bear to let you out?"
"You want to ask why I, the great demon who craves for the world to be in chaos, changed my personality, right? Unfortunately, I won't tell you. "
"Isn't it just that when the Killing Secret Art is cultivated to the last level, killing to the extreme, you have to give birth to a kind thought to transform your Killing Golden Elixir into Nascent Soul." A pleasant female voice came, but it was exposed in one sentence.
"It's none of your business, old hag!"
"Say whatever you want. I have an immortal body. What's the difference between a thousand years old and eighteen years old?"
The upper echelons clashed openly and secretly. All kinds of murderous intents brushed past from time to time. It was obvious that they were here to observe this so-called Netherworld River Wanderer. There must be great opportunities in it.
"Slaves for sale! Martial Sea Slaves produced by the Machine Clan. Starting from ten. This is the best miner. Great bargain! "
"Imitation Dragon Pill Cauldron. Although it's an imitation, it has been nurtured for three years with the civil and martial pill fires. It increases the rate of pill formation. Anyone who uses it will know. Five thousand Star Coins can also be exchanged for a Divine Benefit Pill."
"I'm buying Hell Vine, Three Lives Grass, and Copper Silver Flower at a high price! Come to those who can afford it! "
"Delicacies from the Multi-Eyed Race. Come and have a taste …"
There were people coming and going. From time to time, there would be people negotiating and exchanging what they needed with each other. Furthermore, as it was completely free to trade, everything was sold here. There were supreme-grade pills that could only be seen in the auction house, and there were animal skins and prey that could be seen everywhere. Vendors selling food and services also occupied more than half of the market. Most of them were merchants from the Merchant Clan. They had seized the initiative and set up many simple but clean and comfortable inns on a piece of flat land far away from the river bank. Thus, the current market was centered around them. Various stalls with simple wooden sheds extended in all directions. Of course, the best stalls were the storefronts on both sides of the entrance and exit of the inns. Many merchants who dared to take risks rented these storefronts and were prepared to do a big job here.
Everyone had come here to wait for the Netherworld River Wanderer. No matter what they were waiting for, the process of waiting would definitely be painful. Meanwhile, the pain of others was often a business opportunity for merchants.
A man in black sat alone in front of a food stall and slowly enjoyed the delicacies of the Multi-Eyed Race. Lone wanderers like him could be seen everywhere here. Although their faces were completely covered, they did not seem out of place. Many lone wanderers had brought one or two "treasures" that they thought were valuable to try their luck. This was not an unfounded fantasy. In the previous transaction, a poor and dejected fellow had used ten energy crystals to exchange for a Red Spider Lily.
"That Lord is really straightforward. Although he mainly wants to exchange techniques and pills, there are times when he trades for whatever he likes."
"He is just pretending to be confused. He should be the spokesperson of a certain almighty. However, I don't know what that almighty wants to do. A large number of Red Spider Lilies have entered the market. There is hope for many races and sects in the underground world to rise."
"Indeed. The advancement of many special techniques requires the addition of the power of the Netherworld River. The best and safest medium for the Netherworld River is the Red Spider Lily."
"The Dark Demon Faction is the most profitable. They were the first to use Star Cola to make a profit. This thing has been quite popular recently. It seems to be related to the secret of the Netherworld River."
"I saw it in Summer Sand City last time. I drank a cup. It is not expensive, and the taste is not bad. There are many ways to drink it. I like to add Ice Orange Grass. It is especially stimulating."
Upon hearing the news about Cola, the body of the man in black who was eavesdropping on the conversation moved slightly.
At this moment, a cry came from outside. In the distance, a golden light shot into the sky and spread a message.
The Netherworld River Wanderer had arrived.
Boom …
All of a sudden, the busy market became quiet. Other than a few people who stayed behind to look after the shops, everyone ran toward the riverbank of the Dragon's Head Shore. At this moment, everyone had their own paths. Everyone displayed their own abilities and rushed all the way.
The black-clothed man also stood up. His exposed eyes also revealed a look of excitement. He cheered up and did not run. Instead, he walked slowly.
In fact, even if he ran fast, he would not be able to occupy a spot in front of the riverbank. The large Sects had already distributed the spots according to the strength of the Sects. As for the unaffiliated people who did not belong to a Sect, they could only try their luck at the periphery or at the back. In fact, most of the unaffiliated people who came to the Dragon's Head Shore to try their luck would trade their treasures with the various large Sects. Those who had not traded their treasures were mostly because the items they had taken out were too ordinary. The large Sects did not need to buy them at all.
"Tsk, he came a few hours early this time."
"This is normal. The Wanderer only set the date. To be honest, it is normal to come one or two days early."
When the man in black walked to the periphery, he heard a group of unaffiliated people discussing. He looked at the Netherworld River in the distance. A fog was slowly drifting down from upstream.
The fog stopped on the surface of the Netherworld River, which was not too far from the shore, and gradually dispersed. The Netherworld River flowed past, but a small boat was not touched by a single wave. It was as if the boat was a part of the Netherworld River and a part of the tranquility amidst the movement.
Rumble. Just like the previous transactions, the Life and Death Coffin landed on the shore with a rumble, signaling the start of the transaction.
In the distance, more than a dozen leaders of the various large Sects exchanged glances. At the same time, they confirmed a fact. They could not clearly see how the fog had dispersed. There were many explanations for this, but no matter which one, this person knew the secrets of the Netherworld River. He was closer to the Netherworld River than anyone else and could please the Netherworld River better.
In the distance, the man in black let out a long sigh. Then, he took off the hood that covered his head. His face, which was supposed to be handsome, was decorated with several scars, giving him a cold, murderous aura.
He passed through the crowd and walked towards the Life and Death Coffin. Then, he passed the Life and Death Coffin and walked towards the Wanderer. It was as if he wanted to board the boat.
In the surroundings, no one attacked him. The small Sects and the unaffiliated people all had cold smiles on their faces. This kind of thing had happened many times in the past. There would always be people who did not have brains. Without exception, these idiots whose brains were filled with the water of the Netherworld River were all swallowed by the Netherworld River.
Meanwhile, the large Sects also looked at each other coldly. They had arranged this kind of transaction many times in the past. This was a type of test. The people who went over either had special techniques or more or less had Netherworld River treasures on them. As long as they were close to the Netherworld River, there would not be too much of a problem. However, the result was no different from the real idiots. It was obvious that the Wanderer had made a move, but they could not see any traces of it.
However, this time …
They furrowed their eyebrows. In the past, the Netherworld River would surge angrily before they even reached the edge of the river. However, this time, the Netherworld River was abnormally quiet!
"Wait, the boat is moving! Lord Walker, are you … "
"Is he picking him up? Picking up that idiot … No, he's picking up that lord? "
Everyone watched as the boat slowly approached the shore and the black-robed man boarded the boat.
Just as everyone was dumbfounded, the fog rose again. Then, they saw the Life and Death Coffin suddenly rise from the ground and disappear into the depths of the Netherworld River along with the fog, leaving behind a group of idiots.
Compared to the spider lilies, everyone here wanted to know the deepest secret inside …
Mu Zi smiled like a fool who had seen the stars for the first time. He looked at the scarred man in black and called out his name.
"Grai!"
"Long time no see, Mu Zi!"
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