After sending off Mu Zifeng, Xiao Chen made preparations for his trip to the Abyssal Underworld and Lin Feng's meeting at the summit of the Abyssal Underworld three days later.
The two of them nodded slightly and greeted each other. Even though they were both feeling a little strange, there was no trace of it on their faces. They were extremely calm.
It didn't take long for Hua Tianyang and the seven core grand elders to arrive.
"It looks like you're almost done with your preparations. I won't be able to send you off on this trip. Ku Yun, help me send the two of them off."
Unexpectedly, Hua Tianyang did not send Mu Zifeng or Suiren Ji. Instead, another core Doyen, Ku Yun, did it.
This Ku Yun was known as Master Ku Yun. Among the core Doyens, he was in charge of the Heavenly Alliance's blacksmithing and blacksmithing matters. He never competed with others.
"Follow me."
Whoosh!
A figure that seemed to have jumped from the other side of the world appeared before the two of them. It was Master Ku Yun.
Xiao Chen and Lin Feng followed Master Ku Yun to the Heavenly Alliance's Dao Platform.
The Netherworld was located beneath the Central World. It was composed of nine realms and had its own laws. It was equivalent to the dark side and shadow of the Central World. The two were interdependent, and neither could destroy the other.
"Huh? Xiao Chen, your Alloy Battle Armor seems to have reached two stars."
Master Ku Yun exclaimed in shock when he saw Xiao Chen's gloves. Lin Feng, who was at the side, also looked over in surprise.
The upgrade of Alloy Battle Armor required an enormous amount of resources, and he was still stuck at a one-star Alloy Battle Armor.
Xiao Chen's expression did not change as he said calmly, "I used all the resources in the Faux God World on the Alloy Battle Armor. When I returned to the Heavenly Alliance, I asked Lord Mu Zifeng to upgrade it."
"No wonder. Come, let's head to the Central World first."
It was just a small matter, so it was over after a brief mention. Through the Dao Platform's teleportation, he arrived at the Central World.
Xiao Chen looked at the familiar surroundings and felt slightly shocked. This place seemed to be the Desolate Sea. Desolate City was not far ahead.
"Is this Barren City?"
"Indeed. We should do our best to keep a low profile. The Desolate Sea is a good place to hide from others. Come, I'll send you to the Abyssal Underworld."
Master Ku Yun used his own cultivation to carry Xiao Chen and Lin Feng. Soon, they arrived at a deep chasm.
Demonic energy gushed out from the pitch-black abyss. The surroundings were secluded, and there was no one in the wilderness.
This was one of the more secretive passageways from the Central World to the Abyssal Underworld. Very few people knew about it.
"This Ten Thousand Demon Abyss is too dangerous and leads directly to the ninth layer of the Abyssal Underworld. Very few people use it. You two should be careful."
Said Master Ku Yun as he looked at the bottomless abyss filled with unknown dangers.
Xiao Chen and Lin Feng exchanged glances. Then, they did not hesitate to jump down.
The two of them were no strangers to the Netherworld. Xiao Chen had once carried out a mission in the Heaven Dragon Hall and killed Rakshasa Tian's clone with one saber strike. However, at that time, he had gone to the first layer of the Netherworld. This time, he was going to the even more dangerous ninth layer of the Netherworld.
As for Lin Feng, he was originally a Flood Dragon Human and had been born in the Netherworld since he was young. Coming here was like returning home.
Looking at the two of them entering the abyss, Ku Yun fell into deep thought before he shook his head and sighed.
Soon, two figures descended from the sky. They were Suiren Ji and Mu Zifeng.
Master Ku Yun did not feel surprised at the two's appearance. He just nodded slightly to them.
"Brother Mu, who do you think will bring back the holy relic in the end?"
Mu Zifeng replied indifferently, "The Abyssal Underworld is very dangerous. Brother Suiren, you should be worried about whether they can return alive. As for finding the holy relic, they have failed for so many years. It would not be strange for them to fail again. "
Suiren Ji smiled and said, "Stop pretending. You and I both know that the chances of finding the holy relic this time are the highest. However, you are right. We still have to worry about whether Xiao Chen can return or not. That is the most important thing. After all, he has not even opened a Divine Vein. Lin Feng was once a Sovereign Emperor expert and grasped the Death Dao Domain. He should not have to worry about self-preservation. "
Mu Zifeng's expression changed slightly. He smiled and said, "It looks like Brother Suiren thinks that Xiao Chen will definitely fall in the Abyssal Underworld. Let's see who can return alive at that time."
The two clashed with each other, their words containing needles. After exchanging a few words, the atmosphere turned exceptionally hostile.
Master Ku Yun did not find this strange. Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows and said, "The two of them have already arrived in the Abyssal Underworld. It is time to go."
After saying that, Master Ku Yun left first, not lingering.
Mu Zifeng and Suiren Ji both snorted coldly and left at the same time, not leaving any traces behind. ---
At the bottom of the Ten Thousand Demon Abyss:
Xiao Chen and Lin Feng landed one after another. When they looked around, they saw a desolate scene. Tall shrubs grew on the ground, and dark clouds hung in the sky. A blood moon hung high in the dark clouds.
After landing, Xiao Chen sheathed his saber. His journey in the Ten Thousand Demon Abyss had not been smooth. There were many ferocious Abyssal Underworld creatures, especially vampire bats. There were so many of them that it was flabbergasting. If one was not careful, one would end up sucked dry.
As Xiao Chen sized up his surroundings, he saw a gushing river at the limits of his vision. There seemed to be the silhouette of a city further away.
With a thought, the Yin and Yang Divine Energy Sea in Xiao Chen's Time Core flipped over.
Now, the Divine Energy Sea surging with Demonic Qi was revealed. Immediately, Xiao Chen's aura changed drastically. Xiao Chen's eyes turned pitch-black, filled with a demonic nature. His entire body gave off an aura that could devour the world, inspiring fear.
Xiao Chen could feel the Demonic Qi Divine Energy filling his meridians. A violent and bloodthirsty emotion spread throughout his body. This was the first time he allowed the Demonic Qi Divine Energy to occupy his physical body without holding anything back, so he was not used to it.
After calming down for a while, Xiao Chen's mental state returned to normal. Now, he could deal with the Demonic Qi Divine Energy in his body, as well as the violent and bloodthirsty emotion.
Lin Feng felt flabbergasted as he watched from the side. In the blink of an eye, it was like Xiao Chen had vanished.
A bona fide Demonic Dao Sovereign Emperor stood beside Xiao Chen, radiating a frightening aura from all over.
"The two of you are too big of a target. Let's split up for now. We will meet at the Final Blood Battlefield half a month from now."
Lin Feng suddenly spoke before Xiao Chen could stabilize himself, startling him slightly.
"Alright."
After thinking about it, separating for now was not a bad idea. So, Xiao Chen nodded in agreement.
As Xiao Chen watched Lin Feng leave, he guessed that Lin Feng might be meeting some people or doing some other things in the Abyssal Underworld.
After all, Lin Feng had grown up here and became a Sovereign Emperor here.
This was fine. After all, Xiao Chen could not figure out Lin Feng's thoughts. Furthermore, Lin Feng's Death Dao Domain was extremely difficult to deal with.
Anyone would be tired of being on guard all the time.
Xiao Chen changed into black clothes and a conical bamboo hat. Then, he got the Demon Blood Vulture to perch on his shoulder. His getup was perfect.
Xiao Chen chose a different direction from Lin Feng, heading forward.
The Abyssal Underworld had a total of nine layers. The ninth layer was the most bustling. Aside from the Asura Race, which controlled the ninth layer, the elite cultivators of the Rakshasa Race and Yaksha Race from the other layers gathered there.
This was because the Underworld God Hall's main hall was in this ninth layer of the Abyssal Underworld.
Aside from the Abyssal Underworld's races, there were also many human Demonic Dao cultivators in this ninth layer of the Abyssal Underworld. Most of them were here on experiential training.
The Demonic Dao cultivators and the Abyssal Underworld cultivators cultivated very similar Cultivation Techniques. Hence, they frequently communicated with each other.
Along the way, Xiao Chen met with several Demonic Dao cultivators. When the Asura Race and the other Abyssal Underworld cultivators saw Xiao Chen, they did not find him strange and did not give him a second look.
There was no one in this place except for Righteous Dao cultivators. Perhaps there were, but they disguised themselves better.
The Righteous Dao cultivators and the Abyssal Underworld's races could be considered mortal enemies. They had fought several times before, wanting to destroy the other side as soon as possible.
Unlike Lin Feng, Xiao Chen's understanding of the ninth layer of the Abyssal Underworld was limited to some information on paper.
If Xiao Chen wanted to reach the Final Blood Battlefield, he needed to head to the nearest Abyssal Underworld city and obtain a map there.
Otherwise, who knew how long it would take to find the Final Blood Battlefield if he was blind?
Four hours later, Xiao Chen arrived before the river at the limits of his vision. That was a scarlet river. The gushing river looked like the rough blood of a Demonic Beast, looking very uncomfortable.
The gushing river was like the sea with horrifying waves. From time to time, layers of ghostly shadows would appear, causing people to tremble with fear.
Xiao Chen knew that this was the Abyssal Underworld's holy river. It held a high and sacred position in the hearts of the Abyssal Underworld's races.
The holy river gushed all the way to the Asura Purgatory. The Underworld God Hall was above that Asura Purgatory.
Even the Abyssal Underworld's races were not allowed to touch the holy river water. Only those with meritorious contributions or noble bloodlines could enjoy the baptism of the holy river.
As for outsiders, that went without saying.
Right now, Xiao Chen was a Demonic Dao cultivator. He could only obediently wait for the underworld boat on the other side to cross the river.
Several cultivators already gathered at the pier. There were many Rakshasa, Yaksha, Asura, and Demonic Dao cultivators.
Most of them were only Star Venerates or Holy Venerates. Even Sovereign Personages were rare. Xiao Chen spread out his aura slightly, attracting the attention of the crowd.
This attracted the attention of the crowd. They kept their distance from him and looked at him with respect.
Even the Asura cultivators, the masters of the ninth layer of the Abyssal Underworld, did not dare to show any disrespect or be impudent.
In the Abyssal Underworld, the respect for the strong was exceptionally exaggerated.
The underworld boat docked on the holy river. As long as Xiao Chen did not leave, no one dared to move.
After Xiao Chen boarded, the cultivators behind him rushed to board the underworld boat.
The surging river water surged. However, the underworld boat, which was not very large, moved against the current like it was on flat land.
Xiao Chen stood at the bow of the boat and looked at the river. The river was vast like the sea, boundless. Blood mist and ghostly figures filled the air. Occasionally, he heard the cries of infants and the wails of malicious spirits.
"That should be a Demon Blood Vulture on that senior's shoulder, right?"
"That should be it. What a strong Demon Blood Vulture. Its bloodline is already starting to revert. How enviable. It would be great if I had such a demonic pet."
"Recently, many Demonic Dao seniors have come to our ninth layer of the Abyssal Underworld. I wonder why they are here?"
"Who knows? How can we be qualified to participate in the matters of these major characters?"
The cultivators whispered to each other as they looked at Xiao Chen at the bow. Their words were filled with awe and worship.
Xiao Chen felt very satisfied with this. Before he came, he had learned that the Abyssal Underworld worshipped the strong.
If he deliberately kept a low profile, he would end up attracting trouble. The races of the Abyssal Underworld were all hot-tempered, cold-blooded, and bloodthirsty people.
It would be much more convenient to keep a low profile. Not only would no one dare to seek trouble for him, but it would also be more convenient.
"Greetings, Senior."
As Xiao Chen looked at the river, a trembling voice came from behind him. He turned his head and saw a young Asura Race cultivator calling out to him.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
