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Chapter 294: Suppress
Chapter 294: Suppress
"How could this happen?"
"Quick, get away from here."
"The exit is gone, my Mourning River Register won't summon."
The Wang Family members who had followed Li Hao in quickly tried to summon their Mourning River Registers, but they all felt a growing sense of unease. It wasn't just the fear of death; many of them were influential figures in the Wang Family. If they all perished here, it would deal a significant blow to the clan.
The merging of the Mourning River was an extremely rare occurrence, yet they had stumbled upon it. It was almost as if they were cursed!
"Uncle Zhengdong, why aren't you leaving?"
Wang Yongzhi had also tried to summon his Mourning River Register, but to no avail. He couldn't help but look at Wang Zhendong.
This pillar of the Wang Family still provided them with a sense of security in this moment.
"I certainly plan to leave, but I want to observe the merging of the Mourning River a bit longer, as well as the Hell Mourning River", Wang Zhendong said, frowning. "This is a once-in-a-millennium opportunity. If we leave now, the next time we come back, this place might already be fully merged with the Hell Mourning River. Without the simple rules of this Netherworld-level Mourning River to protect us, we would be plunged directly into hell. Even I might die. This is a rare chance to understand the Hell-level Mourning River up close."
"But you all decided to come in here en masse."
As he said this, his gaze turned slightly disapproving as he looked at Wang Yongzhi.
Wang Yongzhi immediately understood Uncle Zhengdong's thoughts. With the two Mourning Rivers merging, they were under the protection of the Netherworld-level Mourning River's rules. This Mourning River was resisting the Hell-level Mourning River, which in turn protected them. Otherwise, they would be subjected to the Hell-level rules, which would be terrifying, even for a Dao Domain.
"Uncle Zhengdong, do you know how to leave?"
Wang Yongzhi quickly asked.
He had originally come to see how Li Hao would deal with the Nether Realm Mourning River, hoping to build a closer relationship. Being tied together in this Netherworld-level Mourning River should have been a leisurely affair, but now it felt like they had just stepped out the door and been caught in a torrential rain, complete with hail.
Seeing their anxious expressions, Wang Zhendong snorted. He knew now wasn't the time for blame and said:
"The rules here have reversed, and the original path out has disappeared. But at the deepest point, you should all have Tokens, right? I'll lead you there."
Hearing there was still a way out, Wang Yongzhi let out a sigh of relief, regaining his composure, at least on the surface.
"Yes, we do."
Wang Yongzhi nodded. He had long been aware of the Nether Realm Mourning River and had prepared Tokens to ensure they could leave at any time.
Turning to Li Hao, he said, "Divine General Huatian, you've heard the situation. It will become extremely dangerous here soon, and we need to leave as quickly as possible."
Before Li Hao could respond, Wang Zhendong suddenly raised an eyebrow. "What did you call him?"
Earlier, he hadn't paid much attention to Li Hao, but he had noticed his identity. So young, yet in control of a Dao Domain—there was only one such young man in Dayu territory, and that was General Huatian from Liangzhou.
He had come here on a secret order from His Majesty, tasked with helping this General navigate the Nether Realm Mourning River.
He understood why His Majesty held such a high regard for this General. After all, which Divine General Manor wouldn't envy having such a capable young man? But the difference between a General and a Divine General was significant, and it couldn't be mistaken.
"Hao Tian..."
The two young relatives beside Wang Zhendong were stunned, then stared straight at Li Hao.
Wang Yongzhi, seeing that Uncle Zhendong was extremely displeased with their rash visit, was worried that his anger might be directed at Li Hao. He quickly transmitted a message to explain.
"What?"
Wang Zhendong, upon hearing Wang Yongzhi's message, was momentarily stunned. His originally sullen expression turned to shock, and he then looked at Li Hao.
Chong Er?
The Chong Er who topped the Merit Board?
The one who established the Three States and opened the Virtue Treasure Vault?
Wang Zhendong was momentarily lost in thought, staring at the young face before him, finding it hard to believe.
But soon, he understood. No wonder Wang Yongzhi and the others had been so bold in coming here; they must have wanted to see if this Chong Er had any special methods to pass through.
His anger towards Wang Yongzhi and the others quickly dissipated. Putting himself in their shoes, he realized he would probably have wanted to come and see as well.
"Young and accomplished, young and accomplished indeed..."
Wang Zhendong sighed softly, his mood seeming to improve. He didn't delay any further and stood up, saying:
"Let's get you out of here first; it's dangerous."
While they were talking, Li Hao's Divine Soul remained vigilant, monitoring the dark rift outside the Small Town. He could feel its slow but steady approach, moving at a snail's pace, but inching closer every moment. Based on the current rate, it would reach the buildings within the Small Town in about a dozen hours.
Considering the increasing decay of the Mourning River, the fusion speed might accelerate in the future.
Time was running out.
Li Hao looked at the Wang Family members preparing to leave and asked Wang Zhendong:
"Do you have any leads or ideas on how to pass through this Mourning River?"
"You still want to pass through?"
Wang Zhendong's expression changed slightly, and he stared at Li Hao. "It's impossible now. There were methods before, but with the Mourning River's fusion, the Hell Level laws will interfere, making it extremely difficult to pass through!"
"I want to try."
Li Hao looked at him seriously. "But I'll send you all out first and then try on my own."
He didn't want to give up easily on this trip. If he didn't give it his best shot, he would feel uneasy.
Wang Yongzhi and the others also changed expressions, surprised by Li Hao's determination. Could the Thief Saint be a relative of Li Hao?
"Huatian Divine General, you're young and have a bright future. There's no need to take such risks here", Wang Yongzhi said earnestly.
Li Hao glanced at him and shook his head slightly.
"Two different things."
Wang Yongzhi opened his mouth to speak but then fell silent.
Indeed, they were two different things. Achieving personal success didn't conflict with helping others. However, those who had already succeeded often didn't want to risk it all again.
Wang Zhendong gave Li Hao a deep look, then glanced at the approaching dark mist outside the Small Town. He said softly:
"Let's get them out first, then I'll take you to find a way."
"Uncle Zhendong..."
"Let's go, no more delays!"
Wang Zhendong didn't waste time. His Dao Domain quickly enveloped everyone, but when it touched Li Hao's Dao Domain, he felt a significant resistance, preventing it from covering them.
He was taken aback by the strength of this young man's Dao Domain.
Wang Zhendong wasn't aware of the details of Li Hao's battle with the Buddhist Master, but the battle in Qingzhou City, where Li Hao publicly subdued two Great Demon Kings, was witnessed by all. Now, he personally felt the power and knew that Li Hao's reputation was well-deserved.
Seeing Li Hao about to speak, Wang Zhendong quickly said, "Don't think you'll be a burden to me. I also want to observe the peculiarities of this Hell Mourning River."
A Hell Level Mourning River, according to their estimates, could yield tens of thousands of Virtue even if destroyed.
If they can pass through, it could be in the millions!
Although this is just a conjecture by the Wang Family, no one can confirm it, but the likelihood is very high.
The Hell Mourning River is also extremely terrifying. All the Hell Mourning Rivers currently appearing within the territory are Forbidden Areas, without exception.
You must understand, the Dragon City Mourning River is only at the Yudu Grade, yet it still forced the territory to be ceded to avoid it. The area within a thousand miles of a Hell-Level Mourning River is entirely off-limits.
"Thank you."
Li Hao saw that the other party had spoken to this extent and immediately stopped fussing.
Under Wang Zhendong's lead, they swiftly flew toward the rear edge of the Small Town.
The black mist was surging here, already nearing the edge of the Small Town.
"Hurry, you all go out first."
Wang Zhendong immediately said.
Wang Yongzhi and the others also knew that they had become a burden and staying here would only add to the trouble.
They immediately took out the Nether Realm Mourning River Token, a black wooden plaque, which they had collected many of in the Mourning River Ancestral Hall.
If ordinary people came here, just collecting the Tokens from the Ancestral Hall would be extremely dangerous, as there were many mutated Demon spirits that would attack.
But for the Wang Family, experts had already cleared the dangers inside, so they only needed to focus on how to pass through.
At this moment, Wang Yongzhi handed one to Li Hao and then summoned his Mourning River Register.
Golden Papers floated up.
The Golden Light emitted from the Golden Papers seemed to guide them, enveloping their bodies, while another part fell on the black wooden plaques.
But in the next moment, the wooden plaques, enveloped by the Golden Light, suddenly turned to dust.
"Huh?!"
Wang Zhendong's face changed abruptly.
Not only Wang Yongzhi, but the wooden plaques of the others, over a dozen in total, all shattered upon contact with the Golden Light.
"This..."
Wang Yongzhi and the others' pupils contracted, their eyes filled with shock.
"The Mourning River has merged, the rules have changed, and the Tokens have also changed!"
Wang Zhendong's calm expression also changed abruptly.
What was originally a surefire way out had somehow changed without them noticing.
Li Hao was slightly stunned. The Nether Realm Mourning River Token had become ineffective. He quickly summoned his own Mourning River Register, and Golden Papers flew out.
Soon, Li Hao looked at the information on the Golden Papers and saw that the Token for exiting was still labeled as "Qingzhen Wooden Token."
But when he silently invoked the tracking, the Golden Light emitted by the Golden Papers pointed toward the darkness outside the Small Town.
Li Hao was taken aback. The Token hadn't changed, but it seemed to have changed.
Wang Zhendong also saw this situation. When he saw the Golden Light guiding them to the black, thick mist, his face turned ashen.
Wang Yongzhi and the others also understood what this meant. They had been calm before, but now their bodies began to tremble.
If the Token is within the Hell Mourning River, doesn't that mean the way out is blocked?!
"How could this happen..."
Someone's eyes showed despair, even though they were trying to control it, they couldn't hold back.
Wang Yongzhi's face was pale. He had thought this would be a pleasant trip, but now they were all trapped in a desperate situation. This was a miscalculation on his part as the Patriarch.
"You all stay here, I'll go and check."
Wang Zhendong said in a low voice. He could no longer afford to delay. He condensed his Dao Domain to cover only himself, his eyes becoming sharp:
"It seems we haven't gone too deep into the Hell-Level Mourning River. I'll test whether my Dao Domain can withstand it!"
As he spoke, he rapidly rushed toward the thick mist outside the Small Town.
As he approached the boundary between the Small Town and the thick mist, the outer mist seemed to sense something. Black Power formed tentacles and began to wrap around Wang Zhendong's body.
Wang Zhendong's entire body erupted with vital energy, and his Dao Domain condensed around him, enhancing its strength to counter the rules of the Hell Mourning River.
Soon, he took a step forward, entering the edge of the pitch-black Hell Mourning River.
The surrounding black mist seemed to yield, retreating under the pressure of his body.
But quickly, more black power surged forward, enveloping and entangling him, like countless claws tearing at his Dao Domain.
With a roar, Wang Zhendong's power erupted, the rules within his Dao Domain fiercely battling against those of the Mourning River, but the Dao Domain was compressed tighter and tighter.
Suddenly, a black mist transformed into a sharp spear, piercing toward Wang Zhendong's back.
His Dao Domain was instantly torn open, and the black mist rushed in, causing his body to tremble, with blue and purple veins protruding on his face.
He was greatly shaken. This was the power of Hell Rules. Even with his Dao Domain, he could only hold on for a short moment, less than two breaths.
And this was just at the edge of the Hell Mourning River!
Whoosh!
He hastily retreated, trying to pull back, but the surrounding black power seemed to sense his intention and quickly surrounded and bound his limbs. Despite his urgent desire to retreat, his body was forced forward, plunging deeper into the river by dozens of meters without any resistance.
The Netherworld-level Mourning River rules were also assimilated, manifesting within the Hell Mourning River.
Wang Zhendong's pupils contracted, realizing the terrifying nature of this Hell-level Mourning River.
It wasn't just one rule; there were many!
While he hadn't yet grasped the other unknown rules, he knew the Netherworld-level Mourning River rules. At this moment, he could only control his thoughts, focusing on the belief of "charging forward."
But then, his body actually did charge forward, refusing to retreat!
The rules had changed again!
Wang Zhendong's heart turned cold. Not only were there multiple rules, but they also alternated and changed constantly. This meant that it was impossible to discern the patterns of the rules within the Hell-level Mourning River, leaving one with no choice but to endure.
As he was stunned, the black power continued to spread and seep into his body, making him feel his power and vitality rapidly drain away.
He could hear the anxious calls of Wang Yongzhi and the others in his ears.
He tried to turn his head, but it wouldn't budge, his body constantly shifting between reversing and not reversing.
Wang Zhendong had a feeling that there was some form of life manipulating these rules within the Hell-level Mourning River.
Just as he was trapped in this desperate situation, preparing to unleash his ultimate move, a vast power swept over him from behind.
The black power around him melted away like snow, rapidly being pushed back.
The various powers that had been pressing down on him instantly released their hold.
A long, powerful hand grabbed his arm.
Wang Zhendong turned to see layer upon layer of Dao Domain enveloping and protecting his body.
One layer, two layers, three layers, four layers...
These layers of Dao Domain overlapped, radiating a terrifying force!
But the rules within the Dao Domain did not affect him; instead, they shielded his body.
The black power from the surroundings collided with the outermost layer of the Dao Domain, constantly trying to penetrate but being repelled.
Wang Zhendong counted ten layers in total!
"Go."
Li Hao pulled him behind him and tossed him toward the Small Town: "I'll go search. Take care of them and wait for me."
With that, he took a step forward, crossing over Wang Zhendong and charging into the black mist.
(End of Chapter)
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