Chapter 1736: Chapter 1767: The King Permits, the King Bears, the King Endures
Seeing Li Xiaobai only found stones to block the woman’s legs instead of killing her, the taciturn man breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed on the ground, tears flowing uncontrollably.
After months of confusion, today’s events made his situation truly clear; he felt betrayed by the Netherworld.
In the center of the battlefield.
The Baihe Boy walked unhurriedly, his feet stepping in an arc towards Li Xiaobai’s direction. The King of Underworld constantly entangled him, slowing his steps, causing Baihe to take his time reaching the Ghost Fetus.
“Why is this deity so slow?”
Li Xiaobai looked at the hostile Netherworld messengers around him, his back feeling cold, knowing that if Baihe Boy didn’t reach the battlefield soon, both he and the taciturn man would be lost.
“Stay put, little junior brother, you won’t be harmed. The fortune between you and the Liu family’s daughter-in-law has established a connection, which equates to a connection with Baihe Boy; the Baihe Effect will work on you.”
Yang Chen’s voice came from within his mind, speaking in a mysterious manner.
Li Xiaobai still didn’t understand what the Baihe Effect was; he always felt it wasn’t merely just good luck.
In front of the attic ruins, the battle reached unprecedented levels of intensity.
But it was all in vain on the King of Underworld’s part; Baihe had never truly targeted him, seemingly continuously obstructed, yet the rhythm of his steps was never truly disrupted.
“Baihe’s power was given by Ksitigarbha; ultimately, it’s the power of the Netherworld. There’s no chance to transcend. I’m considered the highest combat power in the Netherworld, so why do I feel there’s no chance of victory before him?”
The King of Underworld’s face was ferocious, showing no mercy with his subordinates. Numerous souls entangled, condensed into shackles, binding Baihe Boy, but particularly every time he moved his steps, all sorts of coincidences would cut the shackles apart.
Sometimes it was his own attacks accidentally cutting through the shackles; other times it was collisions between shackles causing gaps. Either way, he couldn’t trap this man.
Regardless of a strong attack or confinement, an invisible force in the dark would dissolve it.
“What is this power? Five hundred years ago, that person bestowed the name Baihe Effect upon you. I didn’t take it seriously, but now it seems the path is far more than just explained by mere good luck.”
Grinding his teeth, the King of Underworld continued to attack, hoping to force Baihe to say something.
“It’s just luck.”
“When I was young, due to my father’s reason, I stayed in the Boundary Sea for a time. There was a proverb circulating there: a person who loves to smile will have good fortune.”
“Your expression is too stiff, matched with your appearance, destined to have no affinity with good luck.”
Baihe Boy said flatly, expressionless.
He stood there motionless, the King of Underworld’s attacks autonomously avoided him as if having eyes.
“Even on the brink of death, you have a mind to joke around. As long as the Ghost King can be smoothly borne, even the charge of being a Godslayer can be written off.”
“You won’t walk out of here today.”
Behind the King of Underworld appeared a giant gate, towering into the sky, blocking Baihe Boy. The gate opened, inside lay an endless, deep darkness, chilling to behold.
This was his Visualized Item, similar to the Ghost Gate, but the world beyond the gate was unknown.
“Even if you kill me, the Ghost Fetus won’t be birthed well. It’s already forced to disperse too much Ghost Qi, damaging the origin. Even if you force it to breach, it can’t meet the plan’s requirements, meaning you’re doomed; you’ll be treated as a pawn by the Netherworld, bearing infamy.”
Baihe Boy spoke slowly, not rushed at all, knowing the longer it dragged, the slimmer the chances for the Ghost Fetus to recover.
“So, what of it? Do you know why the entire Netherworld tacitly permits my actions?”
“Five hundred years of humiliation have deeply imprinted into our flesh. Even if living a lifetime humiliated, future generations are difficult to advance. Only by creating the strongest combat power now, entering the starry sky to defeat those foppish young masters of the past, can we restore the former glory of the Netherworld, reclaim the dignity of the Underworld!”
“You were defeated back then too, weren’t you? That man mocked you, even jestingly naming this power the Baihe Effect. Isn’t there a sliver of shame in your heart?”
“As a member of the Netherworld, you should unconditionally support my actions. Baihe, don’t obstruct anymore!”
The King of Underworld restrained his attack, his voice carrying a sense of agedness, his usual thin and sharp voice now much rougher.
“That’s your issue. I only sense the presence of evil forces here, slay them; that’s my duty.”
Baihe remained unmoved. His figure danced, lightly leaping forward, causing a painful twisted infant’s face to appear on the woman’s belly, releasing a massive amount of Ghost Qi, sending the Ghost Fetus back into turmoil.
“Do you dare let them repeat those words?”
The King of Underworld growled, from the darkness inside the gate emerged thousands of ghostly souls in sorrow, only those who experienced it knew the meaning of those faces; they belonged to sacrifices from five hundred years ago.
Symbolizing the humiliation of the Netherworld’s defeat.
“Why wouldn’t I? King, don’t make mistakes repeatedly. Being defeated isn’t shameful; committing such inhumane acts with the Netherworld’s citizens is truly demon-like behavior. Who would allow you to do such a thing?”
“How would you bear it?”
Looking at the souls within the Ghost Gate, Baihe’s eyes showed a flicker of emotion, but soon returned to a deadpan look, speaking indifferently.
“The king allows it!”
“The king bears it!”
“The king carries the burden of the entire world!”
“Baihe, you are no longer part of the Netherworld, eternally exiled!”
The King of Underworld roared, countless starry giant hands suddenly stretching out from the gate, grabbing Baihe Boy’s body and pulling him in as the Ghost Gate slowly shut, everything returned to tranquility.
“After the last defeat, I forged the small world into a tunnel leading to the starry sky. Even I don’t know where behind this gate is. Maybe I’m not your match, but banished to the depths of the starry sky, you will only face self-annihilation.”
The King of Underworld panted heavily, dismissing the Visualized Item.
In a flash, he appeared by Li Xiaobai’s side.
“You two actually managed to kill the Liu family’s old woman; you do have some skill, but unfortunately, you’ve meddled with things better left untouched. Today, you’ll both die!”
The King of Underworld’s eyes were red, intending to kill all witnesses for his and the Ghost Fetus’s safety.
All for the future of the Netherworld.
“Well, actually, I was kidnapped by Baihe Boy. After hearing the King of Underworld’s eloquent speech, my admiration for you is like the gushing river…”
Li Xiaobai wanted to cry without tears, cursing inwardly, thinking Baihe Boy wasn’t supposed to be that high and mighty. How did the King of Underworld take him down? If you don’t have the skill, don’t do the ceramic work!
Isn’t this courting death?
In his sleeve, he gently pinched a Thousand-Miles Instant Travel Talisman, preparing to escape.
Yang Chen’s voice came again from his mind: “Little junior brother, listen to me, don’t move. With the Baihe Effect around, as long as you don’t step, he can’t harm you!”