Chapter 354: The Netherworld King's Touch Bestows Immortality, Unprecedented Double Dao Fruit Transf

Chapter 354: The Netherworld King's Touch Bestows Immortality, Unprecedented Double Dao Fruit Transformation [Seeking Monthly Tickets]



The Netherworld is fair.

It gives everyone a chance.

As long as one willingly submits.

There is an opportunity to obtain a rebirth package, but the prerequisite is...

Submission.

Li Che spread his five fingers and pressed them onto Huang Mei's remaining golden skull.

The Netherworld King's touch bestows immortality! By transforming into the Bound Spirit, one truly gains immortality. Even if the body perishes, it can still re-condense and reform, and no matter how powerful the force, it cannot extinguish the Bound Spirit.

Unless that powerful existence can trace back to the source of the Bound Spirit, find the power at its origin, and eradicate it.

And the source of the Bound Spirit... is Li Che.

It is Li Che's Pure Heart Dao Fruit! Only by following the path of the Bound Spirit and eradicating the Pure Heart Dao Fruit can one truly extinguish it.

And the Pure Heart Dao Fruit...

Hangs in the vast and boundless Dao Tree space, possessing great mystery.

Li Che couldn't imagine how terrifying the power would be that could trace the Bound Spirit, find the Dao Fruit, and then extinguish it from the Dao Tree!

"You want to atone, but it's not enough to shed a tear of the devil. You must show it through actions. As long as hell exists, you will never attain Buddhahood."

A faint voice echoed from beneath the black and white mask, divided between light and darkness, separating day and night.

With detachment and coldness, it caused Lu Tai Bai, who had sheathed his sword and stood with his silver hair dancing, to feel his hairs stand on end.

Then...

Lu Tai Bai's pupils constricted.

An intense sense of disbelief erupted from his eyes.

The sword intent and sword qi in his body trembled uncontrollably!

This...

What is this?!

The Netherworld King's five fingers curled like hooks, pressing onto Huang Mei's golden skeletal remains, charred by the Nether Lotus Flame.

Streams of black gas rose like burnt offerings, and black smoke billowed as if from a dark abyss, filled with endless deathly energy.

"Soul, return—"

"Bound Spirit... bow to me!"

Clatter, clatter—!

The nearly ruined Ink City Netherworld shook violently.

Countless drops of ink-colored water fell from the city's heights, soaking the ruins below, like a cold rain during a funeral, solemn and silent.

The entire world was shrouded in mist, losing all color and leaving only black and white, symbolizing death.

A deep voice echoed, like a primitive human from the wilderness, chanting at an altar stained with blood, burning black smoke, and communicating with the gates of death, allowing the departed souls to return from the underworld.

Countless death-like black qi swirled and spread around the Netherworld King and Huang Mei's golden skeletal remains, constantly intertwining and spreading.

Clatter, clatter—

The sound of cold chains clanking and scraping echoed through the heavens.

It was as if someone was emerging step by step from the depths of darkness, where no trace of life could be seen.

An enormous black hole appeared, woven entirely from the energy of death.

Beneath Lu Tai Bai's Star Hunter King mask, which had cracked, an expression of horror appeared.

Such dense death energy...

The Corpse God Sect?

No! That's not right!

This death energy is different from that of the Corpse God Sect. It is pure, without any trace of evil, a true death energy!

Lu Tai Bai stared at the pitch-black death energy that had condensed into a black hole, and the chilling sound of clanking chains made every hair on his body stand on end.

The black hole of death devoured all light and warmth, as if connecting the underworld with this world.

Then...

Slowly, one by one, black threads, like death itself, descended, filled with surging vitality, intertwining and binding together.

Like a mother's thread, they slowly wove into a human form!

Countless black threads gathered, forming a dense pile of ink!

A terrifying aura and spirit rippled and spread, creating ripples in the sky, causing the falling ink-colored rain to explode and dissipate.

Gradually, the ink gained color and radiance.

The monk's robe fluttered in the wind, and the golden-trimmed red kasaya billowed. His face, weathered like an old tree, trembled slightly, and his two yellow eyebrows danced in the wind.

On his head, nine scar-like marks glowed faintly.

Huang Mei!

Huang Mei sat cross-legged in mid-air, his robe, eyebrows, and kasaya fluttering. His palms were pressed together in front of his chest, but black chains bound his hands and his crossed legs.

The chains were pitch-black, devoid of any light, wrapping around Huang Mei and extending into the underworld.

Clink, clank—

In the underworld, it was as if a terrifying presence slowly pulled the chains back, intending to drag Huang Mei back as well.

However, the chains slipped away from Huang Mei's hands and feet like eels.

Finally, the chains were pulled back into the death energy black hole, bit by bit.

The death energy black hole also gradually shrank, eventually becoming a small spatial anchor point and disappearing completely.

Huang Mei!

He was alive!

Lu Tai Bai's eyes narrowed in disbelief.

His heart was filled with incredulity and horror.

Blood, flesh, essence, and soul—

All were present!

It was hard to believe that this was a dead person!

Not a fake, but a real person!

Huang Mei—had come back to life!

Lu Tai Bai's eyes behind the mask were filled with shock. What kind of method was this?!

No!

Lu Tai Bai's scalp tingled, and his silver hair stood on end. The sword qi within him stirred uncontrollably.

As a top-tier Apex, Lu Tai Bai had never been shaken to his core by any bizarre occurrences.

But this time, his worldview and consciousness were challenged in an unprecedented way!

The Netherworld... What is its origin?

Could it truly be the power that governs life and death?

Humm—

The Tai Bai Sword slid out from his wide sleeves, gripped tightly in his hand. The sword seemed to reflect his current turbulent state of mind, trembling violently with a mix of horror and solemnity.

The Netherworld... It was too bizarre.

Even after Lu Tai Bai's perfect collaboration with the Netherworld King, slaying Huang Mei, a top-tier Apex on the Dual Rankings.

However, Lu Tai Bai witnessed a terrifying aspect of the Netherworld—a power that could bring the dead back to life.

This Netherworld instilled fear.

"Amitabha..."

Huang Mei clasped his palms together, and the chains on his body vanished, granting him relief and a genuine rebirth.

Ink-colored raindrops fell, splashing on his body, allowing Huang Mei to embrace life's storms and find inner peace.

But...

Huang Mei gazed at the golden Buddha bone held by the Netherworld King.

It was his Buddha bone, a testament to his death.

He had indeed died, but the Netherworld brought him back to life.

"As long as the hells are not empty, you will continue striving for your childhood vow. The Netherworld will be your strongest support, helping you fulfill your vow of emptying hells." The Netherworld King's calm voice echoed.

Huang Mei's eyes flickered, and his face, like a withered tree bark, revealed a hint of complex emotions.

The message transmitted to his mind made his expression intricate. He now knew the identity of the person before him—the Netherworld King, or rather, the entire Netherworld, was not what he had imagined. It was not the Black Vajra, nor the Dark Heavenly Court, nor the Deceptive Demon Den...

But now it seems all guesses were wrong.

Huang Mei, clearly aiming to be a qualified Bound Spirit, would strive to be a perfect one.

Sovereign?

Lu Tai Bai's body trembled again.

The resurrected Huang Mei... voluntarily submitted to the Netherworld King? This meant the Netherworld gained another powerful ally.

Lu Tai Bai seemed to realize something, his gaze sweeping over the figures emerging from the Ink City Pool's buildings.

His eyes landed on Yue Huang Long.

Yue Huang Long, and after exploding the Strange Gate Divine Seed, he directly succumbed to the Netherworld's allure? You resisted his curiosity?

Lu Tai Bai's temptations?

Lu Tai Bai's eyes flickered, turning towards the Netherworld King. He couldn't guarantee the Netherworld couldn't find a way out of the Pure Martial path.

This mysterious power had an enigmatic foundation, making it hard to fathom.

"Brother Netherworld King..."

"Is there only one Netherworld King in the Netherworld?"

"Are there other Netherworld Kings?"

Lu Tai Bai asked the question that had long lingered in his mind.

Li Che smiled behind the black and white mask, his eyes seeming to smile yet not smile.

"The Netherworld... naturally has more than one Netherworld King."

Li Che's mind stirred, and his dominant body was activated.

On the top of the Dominant Tower, a second figure appeared, wearing a black and white mask divided by stars.

The Dominant Body, disguised by Li Che, directly assumed the identity of the Netherworld King.

Although Lu Tai Bai was the leader of the Heavenly Origin Divine Sect, and thus an ally, the need for secrecy remained. When one is completely unaware, their acting skills are at their most genuine.

Lu Tai Bai swept his gaze, sensing another Netherworld King sitting cross-legged atop a skyscraper, also exuding an extremely terrifying pure Martial Dao bloodline power!

His heart couldn't help but tremble.

There was indeed another Netherworld King hidden here!

He hadn't sensed it before!

Perhaps...

The Huang Mei brought to Ink City Netherworld would undoubtedly face certain death.

The Netherworld had prepared layer upon layer of countermeasures, waiting for him.

Lu Tai Bai shook his head, his heart filled with increasing apprehension towards the Netherworld.

Boom!

The entire city began to shake violently, as if it were about to collapse.

The Netherworld King's eyes flashed as he looked towards Huang Mei.

With a slight movement of his heart, he conveyed his thoughts to Huang Mei.

Boom!

Li Che directly opened the gates of Ink City Netherworld, throwing Lu Tai Bai and Huang Mei out of the city.

...

...

Whoosh!

The sound of breaking through the air reverberated.

In the sky above the Fourth City, powerful auras intertwined, resembling writhing dragons, and the scorching bloodline power instantly evaporated the raindrops falling from the leaden clouds in the sky.

The ground shook incessantly, and the Divine Capital's Fourth City's Divine Guards, the Azure Dragon and White Tiger Divine Guards, clad in blue and white armor, rushed along the long streets.

A terrifying presence rolled in.

On the spacious streets, the Divine Guards surged like a flood, quickly heading towards the direction of Little Lingyin Temple.

In the void surrounding Little Lingyin Temple, numerous powerful figures had already gathered.

In front of Little Lingyin Temple, a white-robed monk knelt on the ground, his piercing cries echoing through several cities of the Divine Capital.

Someone recognized the white-robed monk as a member of the Third Prince's staff, from Little Harmony Temple.

The white-robed monk knelt on the ground, his palms pressed together, his body trembling slightly, his eyes bloodshot, as if two tear streaks had run down his face.

In the void, various leaders of divine sects hurriedly arrived.

Lu Tai Bai's Immortal in Painting clone, along with Shi Jian, the leader of the True Martial Sect, stood in the air, their complex expressions fixed on the scene below.

The courtyard walls couldn't block their vision; they clearly saw the horrific scene inside...

Mutilated bodies lay scattered, blood flowing like a river. All the cultivators from Little Harmony Temple who had come to the Divine Capital to attend the Pan Peach Feast were dead!

Whether they were Dragon Chicks or Heroes, even the First Hero, Wu Kong, who had once fought against Li Che, had been reduced to minced meat.

Gu Changqing, Ning Caishen, Gu Cheng, Bai Buyi, and other leaders of divine sects had solemn expressions.

They were shocked that someone had massacred Little Harmony Temple, and they had no idea who it was! And who could be so ruthless and vicious?

Boom!

The sound of breaking through the air rang out, and figures rushed over at high speed.

The Divine Guards arrived, surrounding the courtyard, leaving no gaps.

Following them was a group of Golden Scales Forbidden Guards, covered in dragon-scaled golden armor, like spears tearing through the Divine Guard formation, slowly advancing at the forefront.

Leading them was a burly figure with a commanding presence, wearing the Temple Governorate Robe, with a red-haired and red-bearded appearance.

Wang Kui, the Great Supervisor, had arrived.

"Wow..."

"Just after the Second City lost Ji Gui Fei, the Fourth City... the team sent by the Divine Sects for the Pan Peach Feast has been slaughtered."

"It's been many years since such a brutal case in the Divine Capital."

Cold intent swirled in Wang Kui's eyes.

Besides Wang Kui, the Great Supervisor, the Azure Dragon and White Tiger Divine Guard Commanders, Xuan Qinglong and Xuan Baihu, also arrived. These two were also Apex Martial Saints, as they had to have the strength to lead the Azure Dragon and White Tiger Divine Guard armies.

"Such a brutal criminal... truly vicious!"

Xuan Qinglong's eyes flashed with a fierce light, but there was also a sense of solemnity.

After all...

Such a brutal case had occurred in the Fourth City, so close to the various divine sects, and not a single person had noticed.

If not for the white-robed monk remembering something and returning, who knows how long it would have taken to discover the crime.

"Where is Huang Mei Great Mage?"

Xuan Qinglong and Xuan Baihu stepped into the courtyard, which was filled with blood, leaving almost no room to stand.

"The attacker's Martial Dao is extremely strong, with pure and domineering bloodline power, directly overwhelming them. Even this high-level monk with the Divine Embryo Triple Transformation couldn't even send a message. The attacker must be a top-tier Apex expert!"

Wang Kui came to a conclusion after surveying the scene.

Suddenly, he looked towards the distance, where a figure in black heavy armor, followed by four three-meter-tall black-armored soldiers, appeared.

The expressions of the various powerful figures changed slightly.

Ji Moli and his four sons had arrived!

"Such a brutal method... could it be that Lu Tai Bai of the Heavenly Origin Divine Sect took revenge on Little Harmony Temple for offending some power?"

Xuan Qinglong spoke in a deep voice.

"Hey... Azure Dragon Commander, don't slander me. I've been discussing important matters with Shi Jian, and he can vouch for me," said Lu Tai Bai's Immortal in Painting clone, spreading his hands.

Shi Jian immediately confirmed that he had indeed been discussing important matters with Lu Tai Bai.

Hearing this, Xuan Qinglong's doubts vanished.

They might not believe Lu Tai Bai, but they wouldn't doubt Shi Jian.

The men of the True Martial Sect were straightforward; they wouldn't beat around the bush, especially Shi Jian. If he said Lu Tai Bai had been with him, it couldn't be a lie.

Suddenly, the void began to fluctuate!

The powerful beings present, sensing the heavens and earth, their souls trembled, and their gazes sharply turned towards a spot.

They saw the void as if it was collapsing.

As if a pitch-black door was suddenly opening, a figure covered in blood tumbled out from within.

With a loud thud, he smashed into the ground.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Huang Mei Great Mage's face turned as pale as paper, his long eyebrows trembled uncontrollably, and the Buddha Light on his body dimmed, the power of his Dao Essence Tribulation still lingering...

He opened his mouth and spat out thick blood.

"Huff, huff, huff—"

Huang Mei covered his chest, his entire body in disarray, stained red with blood.

"It's Huang Mei!"

"He's still alive!"

"Great Mage!"

...

Everyone's expressions changed slightly.

The white-robed monk, filled with sorrow and blood-red eyes, knelt on the ground, his knees knocking against the ground as he crawled into the courtyard. From the depths of his throat, a piercing sound emerged.

So many junior brothers from Little Lingyin Temple... all dead!

Was the attacker targeting monks?

Would he kill him too?

He was terrified to death!

Huang Mei's eyes dimmed, and with a weak gesture, he waved his hand.

"No worries, this poor monk... won't die."

He scanned the entire courtyard with his eyes, his face turning crimson as he spat out a large mouthful of blood mist.

Sorrow, blood-red eyes, and heart-wrenching emotions overwhelmed him.

"Amitabha... such sins."

Wang Kui's gaze fell upon Huang Mei Great Mage, his eyebrows furrowed slightly: "Huang Mei, who attacked you?"

"The Netherworld..."

Huang Mei's face turned pale, and he shook his head, sighing heavily.

"Such a cruel Netherworld, so ruthless..."

Grief surged in Huang Mei's eyes.

"This poor monk was captured by the Netherworld King and taken to the Small Cave Heaven. There, I fought with the Netherworld King, who had the advantage of time and location. Unable to defeat him, I had no choice but to use my trump card, the power of the Dao Essence Tribulation..."

"Although I injured the Netherworld King, I also suffered severe injuries..."

Huang Mei held nothing back, revealing the situation.

"It was indeed the Netherworld... capable of concealing their presence and committing the crime. Among the various forces, the only one I can think of is the Netherworld."

"The Great Mage used the power of the Dao Essence Tribulation?

"Could the Netherworld King fight against a Great Mage who wields the power of the Dao Essence Tribulation?"

Wang Kui's gaze intensified.

Huang Mei lifted his head, gasping: "Governor Wang, don't underestimate the Netherworld or the Netherworld King..."

"Until now, the Netherworld has been too mysterious. No one knows the extent of their true power..."

"Perhaps, the Netherworld is the one behind the Deceptive Tower Army, the resurrected Divine Camp."

"It's possible!"

"It's very likely!"

Wang Kui's expression changed, and after briefly questioning Huang Mei, he clasped his fists: "Great Mage, please accept my condolences."

"This official will do my utmost to apprehend the Netherworld culprit and offer solace to the spirits of the fallen dragons and heroes of Little Lingyin Temple."

"Amitabha... thank you, Governor Wang."

Huang Mei's voice was faint, yet filled with sorrow.

Subsequently, Wang Kui left with the Mystic Guards and Forbidden Guards, while the various Divine Sect leaders expressed their condolences and comfort.

Finally, the entire courtyard fell into silence.

The white-robed monk knelt on the ground, his entire body trembling.

"Rest assured, the Netherworld is after me. Wu Kong and the others suffered undeservedly, and it's all because of my sins."

"You should go and do what you need to do."

"Little Lingyin Temple in the Divine Capital has lost many of its members. This year's Peach Blossom Festival will likely end without a single peach."

Upon hearing this, the white-robed monk finally exhaled a long breath.

He took his leave, and Little Lingyin Temple became quiet. Blood mist rose, and the air was filled with death. Huang Mei Great Mage's Buddha Light was dim, as if he was sitting in a sea of blood illuminated by golden light.

Suddenly, Huang Mei lifted his head, his palms pressed together, and his expression calmed.

"Your Highness, is my handling of this matter acceptable?"

Huang Mei spoke.

Behind Huang Mei, a figure stood with his back turned, and his ink-black robe suddenly fluttered.

"Not bad."

As the words fell, Li Che clenched his fists, and his figure disappeared.

Outside the door, footsteps echoed.

Ji Moli, clad in dark heavy armor, returned.

Ji Moli gazed at Huang Mei Great Mage, sitting amidst the blood and corpses in the courtyard, his dark eyes flashing.

He slowly approached and sat down in the blood.

Amidst the clanking of armor.

Ji Moli turned to the weakened Huang Mei.

A slight curve formed on Ji Moli's lips.

"In Xiling Dao, the Little Lingyin Temple created a hell..."

"But now, it has been turned into a hell by someone else..."

"How interesting."

"Is the Great Mage filled with hatred and anger?"

Ji Moli asked.

Huang Mei's eyelids lifted slightly...

He looked at Ji Moli without emotion.

"Your Highness, please speak frankly."

Ji Moli opened his hands.

"Great Mage, are you willing to join forces with me..."

"To hunt down the Netherworld!"

Huang Mei's eyes flickered, and he abruptly lifted his head, staring at Ji Moli.

Suddenly, the power in his eyes seemed to dissipate.

"The movements of the Netherworld's evil beings are mysterious and unpredictable, making it difficult to track them down. Hunting them down is no easy task."

"Difficult! Difficult! Difficult!"

Ji Moli stood up, looking down at Huang Mei, who seemed to have lost his spirit.

A faint smile appeared on his face.

"Indeed, it's challenging to locate the Netherworld's evil beings."

"But..."

"Li Che and Li Nuanxi, these two are extremely important to the Netherworld..."

"This Li Che, he's even one of the Netherworld's evil beings."

"Using their lives as bait, we can lure out the Netherworld's forces!"

Upon hearing this, Huang Mei's eyes, filled with confusion and loss, suddenly lit up with Buddha Light!

The next moment, Huang Mei, the Great Mage, pressed his palms together.

As if even his back teeth were grinding.

"Amitabha!"

"Your Highness..."

"This humble monk is willing!"

...

...

Lu Tai Bai's painting spirit clone and Shi Jian, the leader of the True Martial Sect, bid farewell and left.

Shi Jian also expressed his request, desiring the Namo Divine Art Gatling in Xi Xi's hands, and the more the better.

However, Lu Tai Bai's painting spirit clone mentioned that Xi Xi's mechanism was beyond his reach. If Shi Jian wanted to make contact, he would have to seek Li Che, as Li Che was a Sacred Falcon Demigod and highly skilled in mechanism techniques. Perhaps he could assist in the creation.

Shi Jian's robust body turned to look at Lu Tai Bai, who was wearing black armor, observing Lu Tai Bai's silver hair flying as he turned and left, his wide sleeves fluttering.

It was said that the True Martial Sect's warriors were crude and straightforward.

But Shi Jian wasn't foolish. The coincidence of Lu Tai Bai's appearance was too convenient, but that wasn't important. What mattered was the unusual aura emanating from Lu Tai Bai's body.

Shi Jian, who cultivated a nearly pure martial path, had an extremely keen perception of aura.

As a top-tier apex being, Lu Tai Bai's aura was sharp and distinct.

Who said warriors were stupid? Warriors could also have the heart of a tiger and the scent of roses!

"It seems... this matter involves Lu Tai Bai's collaboration with the Netherworld..."

"Intending to kill Huang Mei."

"Without Huang Mei's past and future selves... wanting to kill him is understandable. If it were me, I'd want to kill him too."

Shi Jian rubbed his head, which was as hard as a steel needle.

"I hope this favor will be worth the mechanism... If so, facing the True Martial Sect disciples in the Great Li Dynasty Court will be less deadly."

...

...

In Ink City's Netherworld.

A wasteland.

However, an invisible force was surging, stirring up thick ink-colored mist, restoring the city and reconstructing the buildings.

Amidst the ruins.

Li Che appeared, sitting cross-legged.

The ink-colored robe fluttered, and the black and white Yan Wang masks were slowly removed, revealing black and robust hair like thunderbolts striking the air.

In his eyes, a strange color gradually emerged.

"Ji Moli... inviting Huang Mei to join forces against me and Xi Xi?"

Li Che's face was filled with a strange expression, tinged with a hint of severity.

This Ji Moli had indeed set his sights on him and Xi Xi.

First, he bewitched Ji Gui Fei to whisper into the Emperor's ear, and now he's joining forces with Huang Mei.

Two extremely powerful top-tier apex beings, both on the same list, were joining forces.

This was enough to make one lose sleep and appetite.

He and Xi Xi might face a significant threat.

After all, Li Che had just killed Huang Mei with Lu Tai Bai's assistance. He was all too aware of the terrifying power of these top-tier experts!

Li Che believed that Ji Moli must have also cultivated Dao Essence Tribulation Power, just like Huang Mei and Lu Tai Bai. He just didn't know which of the Three Calamities Dao Positions he had chosen.

Li Che exhaled.

...

The rain of ink continued to fall.

But Li Che's aura was so intense that it instantly turned into steam.

"Huff—"

"Suck—"

The world fell silent, and the city was still as death.

Only the sound of breathing thundered.

Suddenly, Li Che opened his eyes, and golden lightning arcs surged, striking the void.

In an instant, centered on his body, thunder rumbled, like a thousand birds chirping, amidst the chaos.

Within his chest, a Lightning Magnetic Dao Body, having absorbed a Divine Heaven Lightning Tribulation, throbbed!

Li Che's black hair fluttered wildly.

He vaguely felt that the entire city had sprouted countless invisible lines, falling from above and curving beneath him, forming a closed loop!

Li Che's eyes snapped open, and a golden thunder dragon roared.

Golden light like thunder!

A prompt appeared.

[Dao Fruit: Lightning Magnetic Dao Body (Lv. 4, 0%)]



And within the prompt.

The maturity of the newly transformed Dao Fruit was rapidly increasing, at an incredible speed, from 1% to 99%!

Finally, with a loud rumble, the golden light changed again!

[Dao Fruit: Lightning Magnetic Dao Body (Lv. 5, 0%)]



Unprecedented!

Dao Fruit transformed twice in a row!

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