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šŸ“– Chapter 1166 - Heavenly Dao, Please Bestow Your Power!

ā€œUnderworld Sectā€¦ā€ Wang Baole walked out of his palace and looked at the cultivators bowing toward the face of his senior brother high in the sky. A sigh came out of his mouth, but his expression gradually became serene.

Since he had made his decision, there was no need to hesitate.

After clearing his karma, his heart would become undisturbed like an ancient well.

Wang Baole took a deep breath. His thoughts, which were gradually calming down, soon became completely unruffled. He understood well that all things were impermanent. It was inevitable for there to be regrets in life, and no one could be perfectly content with everything that happened.

In that case, it was fine to let go of these regrets and turn them into beautiful memories.

ā€˜My primary goal in the Underworld River this time is to obtain the remains of the Underworld Emperor for Senior Brother. Aside from that, I need to get the World Ascension Disk and improve my cultivation base!’ Wang Baole’s heart was filled with resolve. Meanwhile, as the cheers of the Underworld Sect cultivators resounded, the crashing of waves in the Underworld River grew louder and louder.

Soon, the sound of the waves overwhelmed the shouts of the Underworld Sect. There seemed to be a call echoing in the hearts of every cultivator here, including Wang Baole. They all felt the call… of the Underworld River.

The call Wang Baole was experiencing was because the Underworld River seemed to be resonating with the Underworld Fire in his body.

It was as if all paths in the Underworld Sect originated from the Underworld River.

As Wang Baole was lost in thought, Chen Qingzi’s face in the sky scanned all the cultivators below him. After lingering for a moment on Wang Baole, he withdrew his gaze and spoke in a deep voice.

ā€œUnderworld River… open!ā€

As soon as he spoke, the Underworld River began churning even more intensely. At the same time, the Underworld Sect cultivators all flew up out of the atmosphere, leaving Planet Underworld and whizzing toward the river.

Wang Baole’s expression was calm as he slowly walked forward. His first step brought him into the sky, and the second brought him into outer space. After taking his third step, he was already above the Underworld River.

However, he was on one side of the river, and all the Underworld Sect cultivators were on the other. He could see that on the far side of the Underworld River, there were more than a dozen old men with incredibly powerful auras.

These people were all of the Underworld Sect’s Star Domain Realm Almighties. Among them was one who even seemed a little stronger than the Flame Patriarch – though of course, that was only if the latter didn’t use his curse. Anyway, this old man was so powerful that his existence itself seemed to pressure all directions. Even the waves of the Underworld River were forced to calm when they neared him.

Among the remaining Underworld Sect cultivators, there was another attention-catching figure. This person wore a mask that hid his appearance, and the only thing that could be judged was that he was male. At the same time, the fluctuations coming from his body were half a step into the Star Domain Realm.

But the most impressive thing about this person was his Underworld Fire, which was overwhelmingly powerful. As he released its aura without restraint, all the cultivators around him looked at his face with eyes full of admiration.

Wang Baole didn’t even need to guess this person’s identity. As soon as their gazes met, he could sense a familiar hostility in the other party’s eyes. It was obvious that this person was… the one who had been looking at Wang Baole ever since his arrival on Planet Underworld. At the same time, this person was the one behind the pseudo-Underworld Child who had initially come to provoke Wang Baole.

Perhaps, if not for Wang Baole’s sudden appearance, then this person… would have become this generation’s true Underworld Child.

Thinking about it this way, it wasn’t surprising for him to be hostile toward Wang Baole.

Once upon a time, perhaps this sort of hostility would have set Wang Baole off, and he would try to force the other party to call him Daddy. But to the current Wang Baole, this sort of thing was no longer important.

All he wanted right now was to retrieve the remains of the Underworld Emperor and fulfill his agreement with his senior brother.

Thus, Wang Baole ignored the hostile and provocative gazes, instead standing still and watching the roaring Underworld River down below.

He could faintly see countless faces in the waters of the river. These faces were glaring at the living outside the river with faces full of hatred and resentment.

Their hatred and resentment was because of the Underworld Sect’s mission, the mission that suppressed the world and forbade them from returning to life.

At the same time, as the Underworld Fire flickered in Wang Baole’s body, a profound light flashed through his eyes. He could see that the dead souls in the Underworld River had thin strings attached to them, strings that connected to the unknowable depths of the river.

No matter how savage these dead souls seemed, they were nothing more than puppets. If the strings behind them didn’t move, that was one thing. But the puppetmaster could take control at any moment.

ā€˜Those strings…’ Wang Baole narrowed his eyes and tried to peer into the depths of the Underworld River, but all he could see was a murky abyss. However, he still formulated a couple of guesses in his heart.

ā€˜Perhaps this is another reason why Senior Brother needs the Underworld Emperor’s remains. The puppetmaster behind these dead souls is likely… none other than the deceased Underworld Emperor himself.

ā€˜He’s dead, but his karma still exists. Thus, although his will is no longer here to restrain the dead souls, they still cannot leave the river.’ As Wang Baole pondered, Chen Qingzi suddenly appeared high above the Underworld River. Standing in the starry sky, he didn’t speak any unnecessary words and immediately lifted his right hand. The black fish imprint appeared between his brows, and the power of the Heavenly Dao erupted from his body.

This power converged on Chen Qingzi’s raised right hand, which he then pressed downward. A huge handprint instantly appeared in the starry sky and rumbled toward the Underworld River down below.

Rumbling instantly filled the starry sky, and the void quaked and trembled. The power of the Heavenly Dao, unleashed to its full extent, caused the minds of Wang Baole and the others to shake from its mere presence. The dead souls in the Underworld River all screamed in terror and immediately retreated deeper into the river.

At the same time… as the handprint fell, the waters of the Underworld River churned violently. A depression in the shape of a huge handprint suddenly appeared on the surface of the river, expanding at a rate visible to the naked eye. Only after it reached ten thousand zhang wide did it stop expanding, setting off rolling waves that crashed down in all directions. From a distance, the ten-thousand-zhang-wide handprint on the surface of the river seemed vast and boundless.

However, things weren’t over. After the handprint stopped expanding, it began… pressing down into the river, causing rumbles to sound out as it forcibly shoved the river water out of its way. It swiftly sank to a depth of one thousand zhang, then ten thousand zhang, a hundred thousand zhang, two hundred thousand zhang…

In the end, the handprint sank to a depth of five hundred thousand zhang before stopping. At this point, the shocking sight in front of everyone’s eyes was no longer a handprint. Instead, it was… a huge tunnel!

At the end of the tunnel… was nothing but murky water. Evidently, the bottom of the Underworld River was still far below.

ā€œBy itself, the Heavenly Dao will only reduce the distance by half. This is an ironclad law. Thus… we have to rely on you Underworld Children to summon the power of the Heavenly Dao, broach the remaining distance, and extend this passage one million zhang deep!ā€ Chen Qingzi retracted his right hand and spoke in a calm voice.

ā€œYes, sir!ā€ Several pseudo-Underworld Children, including the one who had provoked Wang Baole earlier, instantly shouted their assent. The masked man also respectfully lowered his head to show his acknowledgment.

After that, the young man who had provoked Wang Baole and ended up falling victim to Ebbing Time became the first pseudo-Underworld Child to step out of the crowd and bowed to Chen Qingzi.

ā€œHeavenly Dao, please bestow your power!ā€

Chen Qingzi nodded and raised his right hand. A mark suddenly appeared on between the young man’s brows, and his whole body instantly started trembling violently. The Underworld Fire in his body seemed to have been stimulated and burned crazily, causing his face to twist in agony. It almost seemed like he was about to explode.

However, pseudo-Underworld Children were all extraordinary figures. Enduring the severe pain, the young man lifted his hands and circulated his Underworld Fire to its full extent, letting out a maddened roar as he shoved down toward the five-hundred-thousand-zhang-deep passage below him.

With a boom, the Underworld Fire in his body exploded outward. Its power turned into a small handprint that instantly sank into the passage, causing the passage to suddenly extend!

In one go, it deepened by 20,000 zhang!

At this point, the young man coughed up a mouthful of blood and his body suddenly went slack. However, he endured the wave of weakness and gave Wang Baole a provocative glance. Someone quickly helped him back, and the second pseudo-Underworld Child stepped forward. Bowing to Chen Qingzi, their clear voice echoed through the starry sky.

ā€œHeavenly Dao, please bestow your power!"


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