Although people came to the banks of the Netherworld River every day to dig and collect the materials washed ashore by the Netherworld River, over the past 100 years, these people were unorthodox or outer disciples of various Factions. As they were weak, the influence of the rules of the Netherworld River was similarly weak. This allowed them to resist the erosion of the Netherworld River for a longer period of time. The stronger they were, the greater the influence of the Netherworld River on their souls. It was just like some sounds. Those who could not hear could face them calmly, but those with extraordinary hearing would feel as if they were in the center of a hell of noise and could not bear it.
However, now, a group of powerful Void Core experts lingered on the banks of the Netherworld River. In the past, they would avoid getting so close to the Netherworld River, but now, they had no choice but to suffer the torment of the Netherworld River. They were following the clues of the Netherworld King and trying to figure out the route of the Netherworld River Wanderer in the Netherworld River.
"This group of people will not give up."
Above the Netherworld River, Mu Zi and Grai looked at the Void Cores on the banks in the distance. In terms of strength, each of them could kill the two of them. The people of the underground world were better at fighting than those above.
Of course, if they were beside the Netherworld River, they would be like fish and shrimp in a pond and would not pose any threat to them.
Grai smiled. "Our existence has already touched the cake of many bosses. They are afraid that we will break the current situation that has been stable for hundreds of years."
Mu Zi nodded his head. The most typical example was the Dark Demon Faction. They were the faction that had been following his tracks and even laid a trap for him. They were not big, but they had once been glorious. Now, because they had enough red spider lilies, they had regained more and more influence in the underground world. This had an impact on the current peaceful situation.
Furthermore, more Factions were experiencing something similar to the Darkness Demon Faction. Perhaps they might not be as successful as the Darkness Demon Faction, but they were becoming stronger. This was something that everyone acknowledged. Many Factions were almost crazy about worshipping the Netherworld King that they had fabricated.
The more difficult a place was, the more faith was needed.
A breeze blew past, and Mu Zi's mind moved slightly. He turned his head and said to Grai, "It's time."
This was the calmest moment of the day in the Netherworld River. Of course, this was only for them.
Grai smiled. "It's my turn to go down this time."
Mu Zi nodded again. Although he was more efficient, Grai needed more direct contact with the Netherworld River. Naturally, Grai would become the Netherworld King's Second Apostle!
Then, he slowly slid down the body of the ship. A piercing feeling immediately surged up and caused damage to every inch of his body. However, it was not that painful, as he was protected by the Netherworld River. This pain was like the hug of a hedgehog. Although it was a form of damage, it was not a form of pain with the intention of hurting.
He let go of his entire body and mind, including his soul. There were a few times when his soul was taken away by the Netherworld River, but the rope was effective. It was made of glass fibers made of Netherworld River sand. It could allow his soul to find its way back to his body in the darkness. Thus, his soul rushed back to his body several times.
For people like them who had experienced hardships on Earth and were afraid to come up, there were not many things in this world that could make them afraid.
The will of the Netherworld River was not concentrated, and it did not experience the miraculous encounter that Mu Zi had experienced. However, as it got used to its power, the Netherworld River once again recognized his qualifications. The surging Netherworld River no longer took away his soul, allowing him to search for treasures and dig up treasures. It saw him as a part of it — for now. The next time he entered the water, he would still have to go through this process. Mu Zi had always wanted to replicate that miracle on him, but Grai felt that it could not be replicated. The accidental awakening of the Netherworld River, coupled with the mysterious effects of the Life and Death Coffin, was a one-time event. He did not think that replicating it was a good thing. Maintaining this situation was beneficial to Mu Zi and humans.
The soles of Grai's feet touched the mud at the bottom of the river, causing him to quickly withdraw his attention from his thoughts. He moved his arms and legs in the water, and the strength of his waist allowed him to flip his body. Then, he dived into the water at the bottom of the river. There was a deep green in front of his eyes, but he was already used to it. He could already see the real situation at the bottom of the river through the green.
Most of the soil under the water was fertile Netherworld River sand. These were also treasures that were very attractive to the various large Factions. The sand contained the characteristics of the Netherworld River, and it had various powerful effects in array formations and weapon refinement.
However, this common sand was obviously not their target. Grai carefully examined the areas that he had passed through. As time passed, the pain that accumulated in his body increased. After a slight twitch, Grai had no choice but to give up on this round of searching. He pulled on the leash and sent a signal to Mu Zi, who was on the boat. Very quickly, a force came from the leash and dragged him in the direction of the boat.
On the boat, Mu Zi dragged the leash, and water splashed from the surface of the river with a whoosh. When he saw Grai emerge from the water, he immediately approached the boat and pulled Grai onto the boat.
"Nothing."
Grai panted, and there was a helpless smile on the scars on his face.
Mu Zi also smiled and said, "Our luck isn't good. Let's try somewhere else."
The next time, it was Mu Zi's turn to enter the water. Compared to Grai, it was much simpler for him. In the Netherworld River, he could determine the direction and sense the position of the boat. The color of the Netherworld River would not affect his vision. Thus, every time he entered the water, he would always be able to find something.
There were many treasures in the Netherworld River. As long as they could withstand the baptism of the Netherworld River, they would have extraordinary characteristics. Furthermore, after being washed by the Netherworld River, they would be given even more powerful energy. These were powerful treasures that were 100 times more precious than the red spider lilies.
Just like that, they continued to fish. Most of the time, it was Mu Zi who entered the water. Occasionally, he would let Grai try. Furthermore, Grai did not find nothing every time. There were times when his luck was good.
This time was no exception. When they were completely exhausted, the two of them turned around and returned to Hell Island.
At this moment, Hell Island was very different. A simple pier made of Netherworld Wood extended from the riverbank. When the boat docked, a group of puppets immediately came forward. They took over all the chores, such as mooring the boat, transporting goods, cleaning …
When Mu Zi and Grai reached the shore, another group of puppets immediately welcomed them. Unlike the puppets that did chores, these puppets all had the appearance of celestialoids that had almost no flaws. They were puppets that specialized in serving others.
These were top-notch puppets from the Netherworld Puppet Faction. Mu Zi had coincidentally obtained them as a gift during a trade. It was very obvious that the Netherworld Puppet Faction had hidden some schemes in them. However, after soaking in the Netherworld River for three days, the hidden tricks had all disappeared. Furthermore, they had been strengthened by a certain amount of materials.
Grai redesigned these puppets. With his hard work, Hell Island was beginning to take shape. They provided various conveniences for the two of them. Not only did they build a warehouse and pier, but they also built a villa on Hell Island for the two of them!
If the Netherworld Puppet Faction knew what these puppets were doing now, they would definitely be so angry that they would vomit blood! They had painstakingly created these top-notch combat puppets definitely not to build houses, carry things, or massage people's backs!
The puppets sent the treasures into the warehouse one after another, and the two of them discussed the next step of their plan.
"Now, the ones who are watching us and have the greatest enmity against us are the Three Great Factions, the Netherworld Faction, the Heaven Killing Faction, and the Moon Faction."
The Netherworld Faction was all-encompassing, the Heaven Killing Faction specialized in killing remarkable abilities, and the Moon Faction was treacherous and profound.
Mu Zi nodded. He was familiar with these Three Great Factions. Not long ago, he was still an Outer Sanctum Disciple of the Netherworld Faction, and he had also met her there …
If not for her, there would not be the current Netherworld River Wanderer.
Foonilia. Mu Zi muttered her name in his heart. He did not know how she was doing now, and whether she was still as overbearing as before.
Grai did not notice that Mu Zi was distracted, and he continued to share his thoughts. "These Three Great Factions keep each other in check, and the reason why they have the greatest enmity against us is that they are the creators and maintainers of the current situation. A large number of materials that we trade have fallen into their hands through some underhanded means. Therefore, if the Netherworld King wants to rise, the situation between these Three Great Factions must be broken.
"My idea is to seek victory in the midst of chaos. Among the treasures that we have salvaged during this period of time, there are many items that are related to these Three Great Factions. We can openly bestow these treasures to one of these Three Great Factions. We will not be worried about the scarcity, but we will be worried about the uneven distribution of these treasures. There will definitely be a rift between them because of this, and the balance between the Three Great Factions will be broken. Only then can the Three Great Factions stand on equal footing. Once we lose a corner, the Netherworld King's opportunity will come."
Mu Zi raised his head and smiled. "Then let's choose the Netherworld Faction."
Grai blinked his eyes. He felt that Mu Zi's smile today was a little different. Ever since they reunited, this was the first time he felt a trace of anticipation in Mu Zi's smile.
This was a world where the weak were prey to the strong. As the pioneers of the human race, they had to lay a solid foundation for the human race to disembark.
Among the humans who had entered the divine territory, Grai was perhaps the calmest one, and he had the biggest picture. Even when he was by Wang Zhong's side in the past, he was a neutral existence. Deep down, Lao Wang was a little emotional and would advance rashly, but Grai would not.
Lao Wang was also depressed. He should have refined the level-7 pill a long time ago, but it had been delayed from the beginning of the month to the end.
After returning from Lavel's place, he had been caught up in the Combat Cultivation Hall's curriculum and had no time for half a month. Then, he was dragged by Lavel to do manual labor for seven or eight days. He did not refine equipment directly, but he practiced pouring spiritual energy waves with high-quality materials. Even though he had paid off his debt and Lavel started to pay Lao Wang extra every time he went, it was only 10,000 Silver Star Stones a day. Who cared … Did he really think that he was a beggar?
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