You're shameless!
"Why are you running?"
"Don't run!"
"Hold it right there!"
"Still running? Don't you feel ashamed? "
"Aren't you going to devour me? Aren't you going to become an immortal lord in the land of immortals? Aren't you supposed to be awesome? "
"Come on, talk to me about the Netherworld. I won't devour you."
Ning Qi's consciousness chased after the black-robed young man in a frenzy. As long as he caught up, he would tear him apart. The black-robed young man was no match for Ning Qi at all. He could only give up a bit of his consciousness to escape.
"Damn it! Damn it! "
The black-robed young man's consciousness was furious and humiliated. But he couldn't use any means in this void, and his consciousness was weaker than his opponent's. He had no choice but to run. He couldn't imagine what would happen if his consciousness was devoured completely. Would his cultivation, which had lasted for nearly four epochs, be reduced to ashes just like that?
After an unknown number of days, Ning Qi's consciousness grew stronger bit by bit, and the black-robed young man's consciousness shrank bit by bit. Finally, the black-robed young man stopped running.
"Let's make a deal. We'll call a truce for now. When we get out, I'll use the Enlightenment Art to raise your cultivation to... Creator. That should be the limit of this world. What do you think?"
The black-robed young man said.
"Do you think I'll believe you?"
Ning Qi smiled faintly.
"If you don't believe me, I can swear on my inner demons!"
The black-robed young man said.
"You'd better keep running."
Ning Qi smiled faintly. Even though he was only in his consciousness, the black-robed young man probably couldn't see his smile.
"I'll fight you to the death!"
The black-robed young man was furious. He was a dignified Netherworld cultivator, but he'd already lowered his voice and begged for mercy from a mere ant, and the other still wouldn't let him go!
"Evil Asura, then let's fight to the death. I'll devour you bit by bit."
Ning Qi laughed loudly.
Evil Asura was the black-robed young man's name, something Ning Qi had learned during their chase.
After another round of bitter struggle, the Evil Asura's consciousness became smaller and smaller. In the end, it was almost the size of a palm.
Ning Qi, on the other hand, was a full three meters tall. He chased after the evil Asura like a giant. His current speed had far surpassed the evil Asura.
"Where are you going, little brother?"
Ning Qi's consciousness grabbed the evil Asura with a smile.
"No, don't swallow me! I can give you four great eras' worth of cultivation. I beg you to spare my life. I'm willing to return to the Netherworld and never leave! "
The Malevolent Asura's consciousness begged for mercy in terror. After cultivating for so many years, this was the first time he had felt fear! Even the great enemies that he had encountered over the years had never made him so afraid. In the Netherworld, there was no such thing as death. At most, he would be imprisoned in the Netherworld Prison by a stronger Netherworld cultivator, unable to be reincarnated for eternity!
But now, the Evil Shura knew that as long as his consciousness was devoured by the other party, there would no longer be a Evil Shura in the Underworld or this world! There was no chance for him to come back to life. He had completely disappeared from the heavens!
"There's no use begging for mercy. Since you want to devour me, I'll naturally devour you. Unfortunately, you're too greedy. If you let me leave earlier, this situation wouldn't have happened. Do you regret it?"
Ning Qi looked at Evil Asura with a smile.
Regret? Fear? Unwillingness?
There were too many emotions in the Evil Shura's consciousness. Of course he regretted it. After plotting for over three million years, he had successfully abandoned his identity as an Netherworld cultivator and became an immortal with immortal bloodline. He could enjoy this wonderful world, and success was right before his eyes!
But! Now, he was about to be devoured by an Eternal Realm cultivator. Everything he had was about to return to nothingness!
"I regret it! I beg you, please spare my life. I don't want anything. You can have my immortal body, my cultivation, I just want to return to the Netherworld! "
The Evil Shura's consciousness suddenly changed. At that moment, what appeared before Ning Qi was … a monster the size of a palm.
It was as skinny as a stick, with long, thin arms, a pair of legs, and a round body. On its deformed head were two eyeballs that took up three-quarters of its head. At that moment, the eyeballs were begging for mercy.
"This is an Netherworld cultivator? Such an ugly thing killed three immortals? "
Ning Qi sized up the Evil Shura curiously.
"I'll ask you a few questions. If I'm satisfied with your answers, I'll let you go."
Ning Qi said calmly.
"Please ask!"
The Evil Shura's eyes flickered with hope.
"In the Netherworld, how many existences like you are there?"
Ning Qi said calmly.
"I don't know how many!"
The Evil Shura said.
"You mentioned that when a cultivator of the Netherworld reaches the end of their lifespan, they will be brought to the Netherworld. Is that true?"
Ning Qi's eyes flickered with a hint of surprise. He then asked.
"It's true, it's true."
The Evil Shura blurted out.
With his intelligence, he should not be in such a passive position. However, his life was currently in Ning Qi's hands. His only hope was that Ning Qi would keep his promise and spare his life!
"Don't cultivators of the Netherworld have to pay a great price to be able to descend?"
Ning Qi frowned.
The Evil Shura could not see the frown on Ning Qi's face, but he could sense that Ning Qi was slightly displeased. He blurted out, "They have to pay a great price to descend, but when the lifespan of the Netherworld is about to reach the end of their lifespan, we cultivators of the Netherworld are forced to descend. Not only do we not have to pay a price, we can even devour them to improve our cultivation!"
"Forced to descend?"
Ning Qi was slightly shocked. If the Evil Shura was not lying, didn't that mean that there was a pair of hands controlling the entire Netherworld?
Were there also cultivators of the Netherworld that he could not see when the people he killed died?
Ning Qi felt chills run down his spine as a chill rose in his heart.
Perhaps he sensed Ning Qi's emotions, the Evil Shura took the initiative to speak, "That's why I wanted to escape from the Netherworld. No matter how strong one's cultivation is in the Netherworld, one will never be able to obtain true freedom. I'd rather give up my eternal life and become an immortal!"
The Evil Shura's eyes flickered with regret as he said that.
If he had known that this would happen, he would have stayed in the Netherworld obediently. Although his status was not high, he would not have to worry about his life.
"Why? Why did I spy on the location of those immortals? If I hadn't discovered them, I wouldn't be begging for mercy like an ant today!"
The Evil Shura's consciousness was extremely unstable.
"I'm not satisfied with your answer."
Ning Qi said calmly.
He wanted to ask a few more questions, but there were too many and it would take up a lot of time. To avoid any accidents, Ning Qi decisively lunged at the Evil Shura's consciousness.
"You're shameless!"
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