You're Not A Lord Of The Apocalypse Chapter 328: Two Paths of the Netherworld, Spirit Qi Depletion - Novel Cool

Chapter 328: Two Paths of the Netherworld, Spirit Qi Depletion

Chapter 328: Two Paths of the Netherworld, Spirit Qi Depletion

"First time to the Netherworld, what do you think?" Qin Muye looked into the distance, tightening his outer skin, which seemed to be about to tear, as if it were about to burst.

"A bit, Dad, is your skin torn? I feel a cold wind rushing into my forehead." Ji Shan moved to the side, noticing the red-black smoke that occasionally rose from Qin Muye's skin.

"..." Qin Muye was at a loss for words: "This is due to the environment. This area is too netherworldly, so I'm like this."

"Are you sure?" Ji Shan thought his father was just looking for an excuse, but it was good that he could blame it on the environment; otherwise, it might have been blamed on him.

Qin Muye nodded: "Sure, certain, and definitely."

"Stop blabbering. Let me use your divine power. I've prepared for so long, all for a big event."

Then, Qin Muye didn't intend to argue with Ji Shan about his appearance. After all, this could be dealt with later. Completing the main quest was the priority.

"How do I borrow it?" Ji Shan didn't continue the conversation with Qin Muye; he knew it was time to act.

"Just like this." Qin Muye finished speaking and shoved Ji Shan into a giant mechanical device.

Ji Shan didn't even react. By the time he realized it, he was already inside. He was quite curious about what this thing was.

"Don't touch it randomly. Don't be clumsy and break it; this is high-tech." Qin Muye's voice came through.

"Strange, didn't you say you were a serious scholar? How come you can do this?" Ji Shan asked. In his memory, Qin Muye was a cultivation master, but now he casually pulled out a sci-fi gadget and called it high-tech, which seemed a bit out of character.

"I know a lot of things, enough for you to learn for a lifetime. Alright, I'm starting. If you feel uncomfortable, just shout, and I'll lower the power." Qin Muye said.

Although the device had detection functions, it was still necessary to give a warning.

"Alright, start then. I also want to see how powerful my divine power is." Ji Shan was actually quite curious about how strong his Nine Cauldrons of Stabilizing Fortune were. He knew the potential was great, but it was currently just potential. The power Qin Muye would release through this device would simulate a future level.

Whether he could develop to that level depended on whether he could unlock it himself. After that, the goal would be to surpass it.

Qin Muye's skin split open, revealing a terrifying abyss from the crack.

"If I shout 'Break,' can it achieve the effect of a Chosen One?" Qin Muye suddenly asked Ji Shan, a thought flashing in his mind.

Ji Shan, observing inside the device, was taken aback. He knew this was a protagonist's exclusive ability; just shouting "Break" could break through realms, seals, or difficulties.

"Dad, we need to get our positions right. What protagonists can do, we, the antagonists, can't." Ji Shan said tactfully.

This meant that even shouting "Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west" wouldn't work, as they were usually on the opposite side, listening to the protagonists shout "Break."

"Alright, if it won't break, then it won't."

Qin Muye's body instantly disintegrated, revealing the vast abyss.

Ji Shan was shocked. He hadn't expected Qin Muye's true form to be so terrifying. If you were already this strong, why did you need his divine power?

He could feel the device floating in the abyss and thought of something: 'Is a too powerful spirit soul too much for the body to handle?'

In his eyes, Qin Muye's appearance was that of a spirit soul, just a strange-looking one.

This led Ji Shan to a new idea: 'If the body is too weak, then focus on the spirit soul. Does this mean the body is restraining the spirit soul?'

His mind was filled with thoughts.

As a cultivator, after completing the Nine Cauldrons of Stabilizing Fortune, he had indeed noticed that his body was gradually falling behind his spirit soul, even becoming a burden. Seeing Qin Muye's true form, he finally understood that developing the body was not as important as focusing on the spirit soul.

After all, the spirit soul could replace the body.

This thought seemed to clear the fog in Ji Shan's mind. Why be confined to human form when a powerful spirit soul cannot be contained by the body?

Just like Qin Muye, who was truly formidable. As he was contemplating this, he suddenly felt the Nine Cauldrons of Stabilizing Fortune within him stir.

Then, he saw nine massive bronze cauldrons spanning beyond the city walls, black-red demonic power continuously spreading out, causing the area outside the walls to begin collapsing.

It was as if a powerful force was slicing through two worlds.

"Whoa~ So terrifying!!!" Ji Shan couldn't help but draw a sharp breath.

"..." Qin Muye, in the heat of the moment, couldn't help but feel a twinge of embarrassment. He thought that a protagonist with the innate talent of a Chosen One shouldn't utter such words; it was more fitting for antagonists, side characters, or extras.

Oh, Ji Shan is also an antagonist, so it's fine.

Soon, Qin Muye refocused his attention on the Nine Cauldrons. Although it appeared he was controlling the Nine Cauldrons, he was actually using the Will of Heaven, forged into the cauldrons, to guide and communicate with the entire world.

Qin Muye intended to sever the Netherworld, but there was a problem: what if the Netherworld retaliated after he did it?

So he used the Will of Heaven as a blade. If there were any issues, they wouldn't target Qin Muye but would instead blame this world.

It was a way to find a scapegoat, so saying it was the Will of Heaven's blade was essentially a way for him to collect the payment while the world took the blame.

Otherwise, severing this branch of the Netherworld wouldn't be so troublesome.

The Nine Cauldrons summoned the convergence of the entire world, causing the Yang World to begin trembling continuously.

The originally thriving spiritual energy began to wither, as if some entity was voraciously consuming it.

Well, it wasn't some entity; it was Qin Muye. He liked to freeload, using the Tidal World to cut the Netherworld, and the force driving this blade was the spiritual energy of the Yang World and the Netherworld water separated by the Two Worlds Wall.

He was using the original broth to dissolve the original food, ensuring that the other party couldn't detect his presence. If they traced it, they would most likely blame the world.

The earth shook, the Two Worlds Wall crumbled inch by inch, like collapsing blood vessels. The Netherworld began to surge, seemingly unwilling to let a world break away.

The Tidal World, acting like a fool, allowed Qin Muye to guide the Nine Cauldrons to continuously sever all the Netherworld regions beyond the Two Worlds Wall.

The Netherworld branch was severed, the spiritual energy withered, and all the cultivators in the Yang World simultaneously sensed this.

Whether they were novices or long-dormant family elders spanning eras, they were filled with fear. The disappearance of spiritual energy meant the loss of their power, lifespan, and authority.

Everyone roared in disbelief, as the Age of Spiritual Energy couldn't possibly end so abruptly without reaching its peak. The elders couldn't endure another era.

But what they didn't know was that there would be no next Age of Spiritual Energy.

In the instant the spiritual energy withered, the original order of the Yang World collapsed. All the strong began frantically seizing various cultivation resources. They still had spiritual energy in their bodies, but without the replenishment of spiritual energy, their spiritual energy would eventually vanish. Without the nourishment of spiritual energy, their realms would regress, their lifespans would shorten, and they might even die on the spot.

So, these resources were now everything to them.

How long they could endure was a gain. As for the beloved younger generations? That was no longer something the elders needed to consider.

Some elders, taking advantage of the remaining trace of spiritual energy, began large-scale blood refinement to bolster their spiritual energy. Even if the spiritual energy was impure, they couldn't afford to be picky as long as it ensured their own survival.

However, as the Netherworld and the Underworld gradually moved farther apart, everyone was horrified to discover another fact: the resources became worthless after the spiritual energy disappeared, and even the spiritual energy in their bodies began to wither.

More terrifyingly, the elders who had lived for thousands of years began to repay the extra lifespan they had gained.

With the collapse of the high-level combatants, order gradually returned, at least the killings subsided, and ordinary people once again returned to the top of the ecological hierarchy.

(End of Chapter)

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