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šŸ“– Chapter 1162 - Home!

The definition of home was very vague.

Perhaps it had a special meaning for those who lacked a sense of safety.

In the past, Wang Baole had never lacked a sense of safety. When he stepped on the path of cultivation, his heart was full of happiness. But as he walked further along this path and learned more about the truth of the world, as his cultivation base rose and he discovered his essential self… gradually, that happiness faded.

And now… the changes to his senior brother made Wang Baole’s heart full of complicated feelings.

His senior brother’s current state made him uncomfortable. Although Chen Qingzi’s eyes were still warm and gentle, Wang Baole could sense the indifference from his very soul.

The Heavenly Dao is heartless.

Wang Baole had heard this sentence many times in the past, and he could now confirm that it was true.

Although he had just arrived, Wang Baole even thought for a moment about leaving the Underworld Sect. He wanted to return to the Raging Flame Galaxy, or maybe… return to the Federation. To Earth. To his parents.

But he also knew that he couldn’t do that. Because of his bonds and worries, he had no choice but to continue walking this path.

It was obvious that the world would undergo drastic changes in the coming decades. All his happiness would turn to dust, and it was very possible that he would no longer even be himself.

Wang Baole didn’t want to see such a world come about, so he could only do his best to change his fate.

ā€˜I wish I could… split this world apart with my sword, and make everything clear with a single slash!’ Wang Baole sighed emotionally. It was as if he was tangled in a spider web; he wanted to tear everything apart, but he didn’t have the strength.

As he sighed, Wang Baole ignored the hostility of the young Underworld Sect cultivators. He thought about his master from the Underworld Sect and everything that had happened in the Underworld Dream.

ā€˜Wait and see, wait and see… I can’t jump to conclusions. In the end, to these Underworld Sect cultivators, I’m nothing more than an outsider. It’s normal for them to have hostility and wariness toward me.’ As Wang Baole murmured in his heart, Chen Qingzi brought him to fly toward the distant Planet Underworld along with the delegation of Underworld Sect members.

Along the way, the Underworld Sect cultivators kept taking glances at Wang Baole. They might not have known his identity earlier, but they could sense the rich Underworld Fire in his body. For those of the Underworld Sect, it was impossible to not know the meaning of the Underworld Fire.

Moreover, as they approached the periphery of the Underworld River, the entire river seemed to respond to Wang Baole’s presence. It instantly churned, the sound of waves echoing through the void as if celebrating Wang Baole’s arrival. And between his eyebrows, a mark slowly emerged.

This was the mark of the Underworld Child!

The appearance of this mark was completely involuntary. Wang Baole touched the center of his brows, but said nothing. As for the Underworld Sect cultivators in his surroundings, all of them fell silent as well. Those youngsters whose eyes held hostility toward him earlier were now even more hostile than before.

Chen Qingzi, too, didn’t say a word.

In this silence, Wang Baole and the rest of the cultivators gradually crossed the Underworld River and approached the timelessly ancient Planet Underworld.

Perhaps it was because of the location in the Underworld River, or perhaps it was due to Planet Underworld itself, but the deathly aura around the planet was incredibly thick. At the same time, there was a flickering barrier blocking the planet off from the rest of the starry sky.

A specific method was required to enter the barrier. The cultivators of the Underworld Sect naturally had it, so they entered unimpeded. Chen Qingzi was the Underworld Sect’s Heavenly Dao, so he obviously had it as well. Out of everyone there… only Wang Baole didn’t have it.

Thus, after everyone else stepped into the barrier, Wang Baole alone was blocked outside.

Standing there, he looked at the people inside the barrier. They, too, were looking at him. No one spoke.

Wang Baole’s gaze turned to Chen Qingzi. Chen Qingzi’s expression didn’t change at all, and when his eyes met Wang Baole’s, Wang Baole suddenly smiled. He understood now.

Rather than his senior brother, the Chen Qingzi in front of him now… was more like the Heavenly Dao.

The Heavenly Dao was heartless. This was one of the fundamental rules of this world. Likewise… the Heavenly Dao was fair. This was also a fundamental rule. Now that Wang Baole had come to the Underworld Sect, whether or not he could gain everyone’s approval and be recognized as the Underworld Child all depended on his own ability.

However, the only reason Wang Baole even held on to the title of Underworld Child was because of his master from the Underworld Dream, as well as his senior brother of the past.

He didn’t care about the Underworld Sect at all. Aside from those two people, there was nothing about it that he couldn’t let go of.

ā€˜Wait and see…’ Wang Baole’s eyes were completely calm. He raised his right hand, and the Underworld Fire in his body rumbled as he exploded with physical might. The mark at the center of his brows shone brightly as he slowly pushed down on the barrier in front of him.

In an instant, the barrier distorted, then gradually softened. Wang Baole successfully stepped through it. However, the cultivators of the Underworld Sect cultivators didn’t speak, instead only narrowing their eyes before bowing to Chen Qingzi and continuing to lead the way.

Chen Qingzi gave Wang Baole a nod. However, no expression could be seen on Wang Baole’s face as he followed along with the group. On the way, he finally saw the full appearance of Planet Underworld. The land was gray and the sky was black, suffusing the whole world with a gloomy atmosphere.

Luxurious palaces could be seen all over this gloomy world. They were arranged very deliberately, evidently forming a huge spell formation that stretched into the distance.

All of this… wasn’t unfamiliar to Wang Baole. It was exactly the same as the Underworld Sect he saw in the Underworld Dream.

He saw the palace where he had resided in the dream, as well as densely packed arrays of Underworld Sect cultivators in the main square.

Just at a glance, there were more than a million of them.

At the same time, he saw nine enormous statues standing tall on the ground. Sweeping his gaze over them, Wang Baole stopped and looked at the prominent ninth statue for a long time. After a while, he cupped his fists and bowed deeply, murmuring respectfully in his heart.

"Master."

The man depicted by this ninth statue was the ninth grand elder of the Underworld Sect, Ming Kunzi. In the Underworld Dream, he had taken Wang Baole as his disciple.

Wang Baole still remembered the words his master told him at the very end of the Underworld Dream while sighing.

ā€œAll you need to do is follow your heart.ā€

Wang Baole closed his eyes. After reopening them, he glanced at Chen Qingzi, who was also staring at him. When their eyes met, Chen Qingzi suddenly averted his gaze.

ā€œBaole, about your question… I need some time to think about the answer.ā€

ā€œNo matter what, whether it’s for Senior Brother or myself, I will still enter the Underworld River. Senior Brother, you don’t have to rush. Just tell me before I enter.ā€ Wang Baole cupped his fists and spoke softly. He wasn’t in the mood to pay attention to the Underworld Sect cultivators who seemed to be glaring at him. Instead, he lifted his foot and headed straight toward the Underworld Sect’s headquarters.

Some of the Underworld Sect cultivators frowned, as if they were displeased with Wang Baole’s intrusion. But after glancing at Chen Qingzi, they held their tongues. However, there were many who were sneering internally.

That was because… the Underworld Sect didn’t only have a protective formation outside the planet. There were thousands of different formations inside the sect headquarters. Even if Wang Baole was the Underworld Child, if he didn’t have the proper methods to deal with all these formations, he would definitely find himself suffering.

But the scenes that appeared next shocked all these people who were waiting to see a good show. The moment Wang Baole stepped into the headquarters, the protective formation only flickered for an instant before he formed a hand seal that caused it to dissipate. Then, as if he was extremely familiar with the place, he directly bypassed all the spell formations and entered the sect headquarters like someone returning to their house. He walked straight toward… the Underworld Sect’s Underworld Child Palace!

Ever since it was rebuilt, no one had dared set foot in the palace. Wang Baole’s actions made the youths of the Underworld Sect even more hostile, but also slightly doubtful. Looking at his undaunted movements, it really did seem as if Wang Baole had been living in the Underworld Sect for a long time.

ā€œThis used to be his home.ā€ As Chen Qingzi stared at Wang Baole’s back, his aloof eyes seemed to slowly turn gentle. However, they quickly returned to cold indifference.

ā€œOne month from now, the Underworld River will open. At that time, you must… retrieve the remains of the Underworld Emperor!

ā€œOnly by mastering the Underworld River can our Underworld Sect regain control of this world and seal everything once again!ā€


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