A ripple spread across the dead sea, and violent eyes at the bottom of the sea slowly opened.
The light from the eyes illuminated a monstrous beast head as large as a mountain under the dark sea.
Whoosh~
The giant beast breathed slightly, and two invisible streams of air spewed from its nostrils, stirring the deep sea and turning into two hurricane tornadoes that shot straight to the sea surface.
But in an instant, the sea surface returned to desolation.
The two breaths seemed to stagnate in the sea water and slowly disappeared.
In the giant beast's ferocious and violent scarlet eyes, a trace of white light appeared, and then evolved into a young man with white hair and white clothes:
“Xie Qi!!!”
The sound of endless violence echoed and spread in the seabed. Wherever it passed, the ink-black sea rolled, like a volcano that had been suppressed for hundreds of millions of years was about to erupt.
“Hmm?”
Yan Xiake, who was steering the boat, felt a chill in his heart. He only felt an indescribable and huge terror suddenly descend, and he couldn't help but want to look back.
“No need to pay attention.”
An Qisheng said lightly, the ripples in his eyes calmed down:
“If I still need to take action in his territory, then he is not Xie Qi...”
With his perception, the 'Hui's' movements naturally couldn't be hidden from him, but he didn't care.
Xie Qi is not dead yet.
How could a person who obviously has a deep obsession with cleanliness, even to the point of wearing white shoes, be willing to lose face like this?
Whoosh~
As his voice drifted, the ghost ship crossed the sea.
Yan Xiake looked up, and at some point, a dark coastline had emerged under the dissipated mist.
Arrived?
The thought flashed through his mind, and the ghost ship had already stopped slowly.
“Phew!”
It wasn't until this time that Wei Shaoyou and Mingxin Daoren, whose faces were still covered in cold sweat, slowly opened their eyes, their faces pale, as if they had been emptied.
They staggered a few times before standing up, looking around, as if they had lost their minds.
“The Real One is right, this is indeed a good fortune.”
Looking at the two, Yan Xiake was a little surprised.
Although the state of these two people was not good at this time, they seemed to have become more refined, like raw iron that had been hammered.
“Master...”
The daze on Wei Shaoyou's face gradually faded, and he looked at his hands in disbelief.
It was difficult for him to describe this feeling, tired yet relaxed, especially this body, as if the last layer of separation had been peeled off, making it easier to use.
Whoosh~
An Qisheng didn't say much, and stepped onto the shore.
Without looking up, he could already see the magnificent city in the distance.
The city was extremely large, like an ancient beast lying prostrate on the plain, stretching for thousands or even tens of thousands of miles from north to south, far surpassing any city in the Yang world!
This city was extremely high, rising above the sky. There was nothing higher in the Netherworld, like a pillar supporting the Netherworld!
All the cities in the human world were far from being able to compare to even a ten-thousandth of it.
Looking from a distance, it was like the pillar of heaven had been pulled out, and the sky was hanging upside down, dividing the earth in two.
How could it be described as merely magnificent?
An Qisheng was a little surprised, and Wei Shaoyou and others had been completely shocked.
This was not just a city, but the core of this world, the hub of everything, the destination of the dead, and the forbidden area for the living.
Nether City.
Wuwu~~~
Looking at the city from afar, as the expressions of the few people varied, they heard a faint wailing sound coming from the void.
Sometimes low, sometimes high.
Every time it sounded, it made people's hearts surge.
“A funeral dirge?”
Yan Xiake's heart moved, and a look of wry amusement appeared on his face, which had no flesh:
“Is this the unexpected way the Netherworld welcomes people?”
Wei Shaoyou and Mingxin Daoren were also a little speechless.
Because, as the funeral dirge sounded, several paper figures could already be seen in the distance, carrying a sedan chair unsteadily through the misty shadows.
Rising and falling, it was full of a strange beauty.
Their speed seemed slow, but in fact, one rise and fall covered a hundred miles. Before long, the eight pale and dull paper figures carrying the sedan chair had stopped in front of everyone.
Following behind were a group of little ghosts playing percussion instruments.
The funeral dirge was played by these little ghosts.
“We are ordered by Lord Seven to welcome Lord An.”
The eight paper figures and a group of little ghosts bowed together:
“Please, Lord An, get into the sedan chair.”
There was only one sedan chair.
And it was inviting An Qisheng.
Yan Xiake and the others naturally had no objections, but when An Qisheng got into the sedan chair, these paper figures, accompanied by the percussion of the little ghosts, floated away.
Everyone's expressions changed.
They were all at least at the stage of condensed supernatural powers, but they couldn't keep up with these little ghosts, these paper-made dummies!
“How is this possible? How could we lose them?”
Wei Shaoyou's expression changed drastically. He looked into the distance, but only saw mist and no people. They had actually lost them!
Ac!
Tu!
Al!
Ly!
Lost!
Even Yan Xiake, a boneman without skin or flesh, felt a little embarrassed.
Not to mention Wei Shaoyou and Mingxin Daoren?
The three of them looked at each other, and for a moment, they were speechless.
“No, the Netherworld is different from the human world. Our slightest deviation can't compare to even a single step of those paper figures. It's not that they're fast, but that we've been standing still!”
After sensing for a long time, Yan Xiake spoke:
“This is a ghost wall!” (A type of illusion)
“How can a ghost wall reach such a level?”
Mingxin Daoren was a little surprised and uncertain.
Of course, he knew about ghost walls, but that was only for ordinary people. Cultivators are sensitive and can already break through them, let alone those of their cultivation level.
With their supernatural powers, even a Yuanshen (Primordial Spirit) would not be able to deceive their senses for so long without them seeing any flaws.
“This is the Netherworld, anything can happen.”
Yan Xiake looked at the majestic city from afar, but he knew in his heart.
Although the city was visible, it could not be entered.
Even though he was only one step away from the Yuanshen realm, he was not qualified to meet Lord Xie Qi.
He even suspected that even a Yuanshen might not be qualified to be received by Lord Xie Qi.
Otherwise, those Yuanshen Grand Masters in the rumors would not have gone and never returned.
“It seems that Lord Seven only wants to see Master...”
Wei Shaoyou's face calmed down, but a chill rose in his heart.
This Lord Xie Qi was even more terrifying than the rumors said. Perhaps, as he had guessed, he was no longer in the pure realm.
Since coming to this world, after hearing the legends about the Eight Lords of the Netherworld, he had always felt incredible.
The eight powerful beings who suppressed the Ten Ferocious Ones of Huangtian before the Old Celestial Master actually only left behind the legend of the 'Netherworld Lord Offering' in later generations.
How could this not make him feel puzzled?
In fact, during the thirty years of following Sa Wuling to patrol the world, he had also been constantly collecting various legends and historical records about the Ten Ferocious Ones of Huangtian.
But the more he collected, the more incredible he found it.
These eight people were probably already at an extremely terrifying realm, especially the Netherworld Lord, who had probably already surpassed the Mandate of Heaven!
Whoosh~
A gust of wind blew past.
Yan Xiake's heart suddenly moved, and he looked back, only to see a sudden gust of wind rising in the sky. Amidst the rolling and exploding mist, a pale giant hand descended from the sky, grabbing at the three of them:
“The aura of living people is so sweet and delicious!”
“Courting death!”
Wei Shaoyou was already angry, and at this time, seeing the monsters attacking, he immediately had a channel to vent.
With just a cold shout, rolling thunder tore through the sky and descended from the sky.
He was obedient and cautious in front of his master, but that didn't mean he didn't have a temper. In fact, he cultivated the thunder method passed down by Sa Wuling, and his attacks were the most violent!
Rumble!
In an instant, streaks of thunder dragons tore through the heavy mist, engulfing the pale giant hand in a deafening scream.
“The aura of living people is indeed dazzling. In just a moment, monsters have come to our door...”
Mingxin Daoren looked around, only to see countless monsters wriggling in the heavy mist.
Roaring,
They pounced over!
......
The paper figures carried the sedan chair, swaying and wobbling, but their speed was very fast.
Before long, they had arrived in front of Nether City.
“We've arrived!”
“Please, Lord An, get out of the sedan chair.”
The paper figures and little ghosts bowed to welcome him.
An Qisheng walked out of the sedan chair. A hundred zhang away was the towering and majestic city wall like a pillar of heaven.
Chirp~
At this time, the paper sedan chair, along with the eight paper figures, turned into green smoke and disappeared.
Floating in front of An Qisheng, it turned into a paper bridge leading directly to the city wall.
“Fellow Daoist An has come from afar, but Xie Qi cannot greet you from afar.”
The clear and clean voice was like flowing spring water. As it flowed down, the endless mist surrounding the huge city retreated and dissipated.
“It is An who is disturbing you.”
An Qisheng responded lightly.
At the same time, he stepped onto the paper bridge and walked up the steps.
The paper bridge was very stable, and An Qisheng walked very fast. It seemed that before the two of them finished exchanging greetings, he had already seen the city gate tower like a dragon's head on the city wall.
And in front of the city gate tower, there were two figures, one black and one white, sitting back to back. The white-clothed man sat facing south, and the black-clothed man sat facing south, their backs pressed tightly together, seemingly fused together and inseparable.
An Qisheng's eyes flashed, and he had already seen through the mystery.
This Black Impermanence was neither alive nor dead, or rather, he should have died long ago, but White Impermanence Xie Qi used his own origin to provide for him, forcibly pulling him back.
But at the same time, White Impermanence Xie Qi was also imprisoned on this city wall, unable to leave, or even move.
It was a pity that even so, Black Impermanence's current state was not much different from death.
From this, it could be seen how tragic the losses of the Netherworld were in that battle. The Eight Lords of the Netherworld were almost completely wiped out, and only Xie Qi, who remained, could not leave Nether City.
It was no wonder that the City God system of the Yin Division was paralyzed, and finally collapsed under the pressure of the Dragon Qi of the Heavenly Will Daoist.
Tap tap tap~
Thoughts flashed through his mind, and An Qisheng continued to walk, reaching the city gate tower.
At this time, he saw the true form of this Lord Xie Qi. His appearance and attire were the same as when Qin Wuyi fell in the past. The only difference was that there was no faceless Black Impermanence behind him.
“Fellow Daoist An.”
Xie Qi raised his eyebrows and glanced at An Qisheng, a complex expression of unknown meaning appearing on his face:
“Your path has come to an end.”
The path has come to an end?
The yellow dog, squatting on his shoulder, was originally looking at this Lord Xie Qi, but was taken aback when he heard this sentence.
It had followed the master for the longest time, so it naturally knew how terrifying its master's progress was, as if he was always improving. How could there be an end?
But to its surprise, An Qisheng nodded:
“It has come to an end.”
His heart was calm, without any waves.
Cultivation has no end, but the world is limited.
What he cultivated was not the Dao of this world, but although the realm might be different, the level of power would not be too different. After the Qi seed spread and replaced the entire Central Continent's mountain aura, his power had already reached the limit of purity in this world.
Even because of the increasing number of cultivators practicing the 'Taiji Qi Seed' Dao in the world, his power was still increasing as if there was no end.
This end was not his end, but an extremely delicate critical point.
The Heavenly Mandate realm of this world meant 'dominating the fate of all beings like the heavens.' This realm was enough to avoid the doomsday disaster and survive to the next era.
It could even be like the Netherworld Lord, blocking the means of 'Heaven'.
For example, suppressing the Ten Ferocious Ones of Huangtian.
Therefore, after the Netherworld Lord, purity was already the end.
The Heavenly Mandate would not allow it.
The only place in this world where one could advance to the Heavenly Mandate realm was the Netherworld!
The advancement of Xie Qi, as well as the other giants of the Netherworld, was all achieved in the Netherworld.
But it was only limited to the Netherworld.
Once a master of the Heavenly Mandate realm stepped out of the Netherworld, they would inevitably face the 'Ninefold Heavenly Punishment.' Especially now, once the Heavenly Punishment was triggered, it was even possible to bring the doomsday disaster forward.
“Originally, it wouldn't be impossible for you to use the Netherworld to achieve the Heavenly Mandate...”
The Yin wind blew, lifting the white hair at Xie Qi's temples, making his face look even colder:
“But you have killed the people I should have killed...
What are you going to use to compensate?!”