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Chapter 413: The Return of the Fortune God, the Fate of the World, and the Netherworld's Victory (Pa
Chapter 413: The Return of the Fortune God, the Fate of the World, and the Netherworld's Victory (Part 2)
Boom!
Hmm?
The Ink City Netherworld Gateway trembled slightly.
The Divine Tribulation Cultivator, Zhao Bei Dou, was pulled into the Ink City Netherworld Gateway, as if a terrifying explosion was about to occur.
In fact, from Li Che taking action as the King of Hell, to Xie Yun Shen's resistance triggering the Fortune Lotus and being killed, and then becoming a Divine Embryo...
It wasn't a very long time.
But it was still three or four dozen breaths.
Within the Ink City Netherworld Gateway, Zhao Bei Dou was doing his utmost to break free.
However, Li Che hadn't paid attention to the situation inside.
But the problem wasn't too big.
Because within the Ink City Netherworld Gateway, the top-tier experts and gods like Heaven Wreck Earth Void, Han Sixi, Qing Long, Zhu Que, Bai Hu, and others were besieging Zhao Bei Dou.
Even with Heaven Wreck Earth Void, who could use combination techniques and reach the Half-Step Martial Deity level of combat power, couldn't stop Zhao Bei Dou when faced with a true Divine Tribulation.
Even with a mask, Li Che looked deeply at Xie Yun Shen.
Xie Yun Shen's body radiated golden brilliance, and he bowed respectfully.
"Rest assured, my lord. I will do my utmost and gather the world's fortune.
"The world's fortune will belong to the Netherworld!"
Xie Yun Shen's voice was high-spirited, his heart stirred as he spoke.
Gather the world's fortune? Beneath the mask, Li Che's lips curled slightly.
He clenched his fist.
A white chess piece floated in the air.
And then his entire person suddenly disappeared.
Xie Yun Shen maintained his bowing posture, his waist bent at a ninety-degree angle, his scholar's robe hanging low, almost touching the ground.
Until his master's figure completely disappeared.
He slowly straightened his body.
On his face, a suppressed smile appeared.
"Hahahahaha..."
A deep laughter escaped his lips.
Joy!
Unprecedented joy!
Xie Yun Shen spread his arms, his golden hair flying, his entire being carefree to the extreme.
After becoming a Divine Embryo...
If he couldn't sense his master's presence, he could only feel freedom and unboundness!
Freedom in the layer of life!
He was an immortal existence!
With a substantial physical body, an independent will, and a chance to make up for his cultivation, he could enhance himself by devouring other Divine Embryos...
Xie Yun Shen only regretted not becoming a Divine Embryo sooner!
These years, for cultivation, for the chance to enter a divine sect, for the opportunity to cultivate, he had endured too much...
As a commoner in a humble background, wanting to rise above, he had to endure more than those privileged children and talented dragons!
He had endured countless humiliations, but he endured them all, and verbal taunts were nothing to him.
When he was still a youth, for cultivation, for the chance to enter a divine sect, he even endured the humiliation of being rejected by the divine sect's second generation, being forever branded as a failure.
Smiling, Xie Yun Shen suddenly felt a sense of desolation.
His gaze swept across the ground, where the shattered remains of flesh and blood were no longer visible.
That was...
The loyal guard, Ning An, had been struck down.
What a pity.
A truly devoted guard.
He knew that his lord could resurrect Ning An, but... Shen Yun Shen dared not speak of it, and he couldn't bring himself to say it either.
Because...
In this battle, Ning An had to die.
If Ning An lived, he would be the biggest loophole.
Shen Yun Shen survived because he had borrowed the fortune of Dajing's second division, and with the power of the Golden Lotus, he managed to block the Nether King's half-step Martial Deity killing intent.
And Ning An...
How could a mere grandmaster survive?
"Farewell..."
Shen Yun Shen sighed softly.
The next moment, he raised his hand and struck his chest with a palm.
Puff—
Golden blood gushed from his mouth, sliding down from the corner of his lips.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—
The wind stirred, blowing away the smoke and dust like silk ribbons.
Gravel and dust rolled endlessly.
In the sky, one gaze after another, sharp and piercing, shot towards him.
Shen Yun Shen stood on the Fortune Lotus, the Golden Lotus mark between his brows shining brilliantly, as the Heavenly Will descended, bathing him in its light.
Shen Yun Shen's robe sleeves billowed wildly, his back to the sky, as he proudly raised his head.
As if he were shouting to the entire Primordial Vortex City.
"This old man and the Nether King... a fair fight!"
"I'm not dead!"
...
...
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—
The raging wind tore through, as if the solidified smoke and dust had been split by a terrifying long blade!
In the sky.
Gu Qianchi and the Hunter God Assassin Fang Han Shu faced off, their gazes freezing, their Heavenly Dao souls almost instantly scanning the torn smoke and dust.
The scene suddenly appeared, entering their vision!
"Not dead?!"
"As expected..."
"We've failed..."
Beneath the Star Vortex Mask, Fang Han Shu sighed softly, looking at Shen Yun Shen, who stood with his hands behind his back, his head held high, a smile of unrestrained joy on his face.
In Fang Han Shu's gaze, a hint of regret flashed.
Indeed, it seemed they had failed.
The Nether King's strength was indeed impressive, but unfortunately... he had not reached the Divine Realm.
Not being in the Divine Realm, killing Shen Yun Shen, who was empowered by the Fortune Lotus, was no easy task.
Shen Yun Shen, invincible in the Divine Realm, had already done well by not killing the Nether King, and the Nether King, who managed to injure Shen Yun Shen and successfully escape, did not disgrace the name of the Netherworld.
"The assassination failed... it seems I should leave too."
A soft sigh.
Beneath the Star Vortex Mask, Fang Han Shu's sleeves fluttered, and his entire body slammed into the void behind him, causing it to explode.
Gu Qianchi narrowed his eyes, clenching his five fingers, and sword energy swept out.
But it was only a symbolic sweep.
To forcefully keep a Divine Tribulation Cultivator, the difficulty was not small. Unless he used his full strength and summoned the Tribulation Wheel, there was little chance of restricting the opponent.
There was no need for that. Previously, when attacking Primordial Vortex City, he had been tricked by the Divine Sculpture Demi-Saint of the Heavenly Origin Divine Sect, bringing upon them three calamities and nine tribulations. They had barely managed to hide it, and if they summoned the Tribulation Wheel now, it would be difficult to escape again.
So, Gu Qianchi symbolically blocked him.
Then, with a detached gaze, he watched the Hunter God Assassin wearing the Star Vortex Mask as he vanished into the void.
"Hunter God Pavilion..."
Gu Qianchi exhaled softly.
His gaze shifted to Shen Yun Shen standing amidst the ruins, slowly retracting the Fortune Lotus's power from his robe.
A weight lifted from his heart.
It was good that he wasn't dead.
The Bashu Sword Pavilion had already chosen to surrender to the court, accepting the court's amnesty. If the robed country tutor Shen Yun Shen had died, it wouldn't be good news for the Bashu Sword Pavilion.
...
...
A deafening boom shook the entire city, shrouded in pitch-black ink.
Black clouds piled high in the sky! Electric snakes slithered, and thunder roared.
Countless ink-colored raindrops fell like a torrent, as if the black clouds had been torn open, unleashing a deluge of water.
A figure floated in the air above Ink City, while on the ground, countless cracks and broken stones were suspended by an invisible force.
Boom! It was as if the ground beneath Ink City was surging with energy, ready to burst into the sky.
Zhao Beidou, with his white hair and youthful face, floated in the air, his hands spread wide, fingers hooked. In his palms, white Tribulation Fire danced.
Intense heat radiated, like a strange force of two heavens, causing the surrounding airflow to constantly shatter.
The pressure of Dao Essence was overwhelming, constantly emanating from his body.
The entire city trembled, as if it were about to be torn apart by the force.
Zhao Beidou's eyes flickered with Tribulation Fire, his face devoid of emotion, but his words were filled with killing intent.
"Netherworld... who gave you the courage to drag me into this Minor Inner World?"
He hadn't expected that, while trying to rescue Shen Yun Shen, he would be unexpectedly pulled into this strange city.
The city was filled with a dense and heavy aura of death, as if it were built in the underworld.
But Zhao Beidou instantly understood that this city... should be a Minor Inner World!
The city's body was mostly chosen by Divine Tribulation Cultivators to create Minor Inner Worlds. Additionally, there are mountains, lakes, islands, and other terrains used as references when Divine Tribulation Cultivators create their Minor Inner Worlds.
When Zhao Beidou was pulled into this Minor Inner World, his heart sank.
He knew, it was bad!
The Netherworld assassination of Xie Yun Shen had been meticulously planned.
Even a Divine Tribulation Cultivator, they dared to scheme against!
It was truly...
Incredibly audacious!
Buzz—!!!
A fierce wind swept across the shattered ground, countless raindrops cascading down, gradually converging and slowly forming the figures of Heaven Wreck Earth Void, Yue Huanglong, Han Sixin, Azure Dragon, Vermilion Bird, White Tiger, and other divine spirits!
The shadow of a half-step Martial Deity reappeared as Heaven Wreck Earth Void and Yue Huanglong joined forces!
These divine spirits had all been shattered by Zhao Bei Dou but had one by one resurrected and reformed.
Moreover, Zhao Bei Dou’s gaze rose, landing on the Nether Bull Demon standing atop a pure black rectangular building.
It seemed as if countless threads were being connected from these figures, injected into the body of the Nether Bull Demon.
"Kill!"
The Nether Bull Demon’s massive and towering body, like a mountain, eyes stern and cold, bellowed!
In an instant.
Heaven Wreck Earth Void, transformed into a half-step Martial Deity, launched an attack, fearless of death!
Like a mountain tilting forward, a vast and overwhelming aura descended with a thunderous crash!
However—
Zhao Bei Dou’s eyes narrowed.
A chill involuntarily rose in his heart.
"These guys... why can’t they be killed?!"
They died and resurrected, charging forward without fear of death!
Each one seemed possessed, charging in like madmen.
Zhao Bei Dou had never seen such a situation before. What kind of divine secret technique was this?!
However, Zhao Bei Dou remained extremely calm. His fingers spread wide, and he slammed out. Instantly, a bone claw wreathed in white flames swept across!
Bang—!!!
The half-step Martial Deity Heaven Wreck Earth Void was slapped flying, the half-step Martial Deity shadow shattering and exploding!
Yue Huanglong, Han Sixin, and other top-tier experts immediately joined the fray!
"Old man can shatter you twice, he can shatter you thrice!"
Zhao Bei Dou’s fingers clamped together, and he swung his arm, lashing out through the void.
In an instant, one of the three great White Hellfires transformed into a razor-sharp, bone-white blade, distorting the space and slicing through Yue Huanglong and Han Sixin...
The power was overwhelming!
The strength of top-tier experts was truly insignificant before a true Divine Tribulation Cultivator!
Even the terrifying Dao Essence pressure alone made them unable to resist!
The fearsome white flame blade pierced through numerous divine spirits and then ruthlessly slashed into the ground of Ink City, carving out an immense gash!
Rumble—!!!
The ground trembled continuously, crack patterns spreading out in a network, the cracks densely expanding, ten feet, a hundred feet, a thousand feet!
Countless buildings in Ink City were affected, collapsing with a thunderous crash, sending up rainwater and black dust!
Zhao Bei Dou’s eyes were cold and calm. He was no longer in a hurry to break out.
Why?
Because he was sealed here, and the assassination outside should have already ended.
Even if he broke out, it would be too late to protect Xie Yun Shen.
It might as well be better to destroy this Netherworld base!
To kill all the Netherworld fiends!
However, these Netherworld villains were extremely strange, as if they had an immortal body, constantly reviving after being shattered, which was quite inexplicable.
This strangeness made Zhao Bei Dou, a Divine Tribulation Cultivator, feel a chill in his heart!
"Is it because of this city?"
Zhao Bei Dou’s hair fluttered, his eyes narrowing.
Or perhaps...
These people were just puppets!
The true Netherworld members...
Were they the Bull Demon that crashed him into this city?!
Countless fierce winds raged around Zhao Bei Dou, his eyes rising, his gaze landing on the Nether Bull Demon, towering like a mountain, standing atop the pure black rectangular building!
Zhao Bei Dou’s killing intent surged!
"Bringing old man into this Minor Inner World, I felt no Divine Tribulation aura..."
"This is a Minor Inner World without Divine Tribulation!"
Zhao Bei Dou took a deep breath.
In the next moment, he spread his arms, and countless white flames danced behind him, slowly forming two enormous wheels!
Like the wheels behind a deity, they slowly rotated, emitting a dazzling and captivating light!
Buzz—!!!
"Within this Minor Inner World..."
"Disaster is shielded! Here... a Divine Tribulation can unleash the Tribulation Wheel without restraint, fully releasing their power!"
Bang—!!!
The sky seemed to shatter in an instant.
Countless black cracks intertwined.
The sound of his words still reverberated through the entire Ink City!
But Zhao Bei Dou’s figure, a Divine Tribulation, had already crossed the broken space, appearing before the Bull Demon standing on the building!
A palm slapped down!
Instantly...
Above Ink City, white flames surged and roiled, like a boiling sea of fire!
A bone-white hand, following Zhao Bei Dou’s movement, emerged from the sea of fire, aiming to kill the Nether Bull Demon on the spot!
Zhao Bei Dou didn’t believe it...
In this vast Minor Inner World, there was not a single living person!
And the only living person must be the key to breaking the deadlock!
"Die!"
Zhao Bei Dou roared!
Heaven and earth lost their color, the universe fell silent!
However—
At the moment his palm landed.
Behind the Nether Bull Demon, a white chess piece suddenly floated up, the chess piece twisting and transforming into the Nether King wearing a black and white divided mask!
A terrifying golden qi surged forth like an ocean!
The Nether King’s eyes erupted with the most brilliant battle spirit!
He took a step forward, his fingers hooking, shattering the wind and waves!
His waist twisted!
Eight great suns leaped out from his back simultaneously, illuminating the universe!
Facing Zhao Bei Dou’s full-power attack from a Divine Tribulation Cultivator...
He slammed his palm out with all his might!
(End of Chapter)
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