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Chapter 413: Xie Yun Shen's Return and the Fortune of the World (Part 2)
Chapter 413: Xie Yun Shen's Return and the Fortune of the World (Part 2)
Even with Tian Can Di Que's ability to use combination techniques, reaching the Half-step Divine Warrior level of battle power, they were powerless against the true Divine Tribulation...
Beneath the black and white split King Yama mask, Li Che looked deeply into Xie Yun Shen's eyes.
Xie Yun Shen's body glowed with golden radiance, and he bowed respectfully.
"Rest assured, my lord. I will do my utmost to gather all the Fortune of the world for you!"
"The Fortune of the world will all return to the Netherworld!"
Xie Yun Shen's voice was high-pitched, and his emotions were stirred as he spoke.
Gather all the Fortune of the world? Beneath the mask, Li Che's lips curled slightly.
He clenched his fist.
A white chess piece floated in his palm.
Then, his entire body suddenly disappeared.
Xie Yun Shen maintained his bowing posture, his back bent at a ninety-degree angle, his sleeves almost touching the ground.
Only when his master's figure completely vanished did he slowly straighten up.
A suppressed smile appeared on his face.
"Hahahaha..."
A deep laughter escaped his lips.
Liberating!
Unprecedented liberation! Xie Yun Shen spread his arms, his golden hair flying, and he felt an overwhelming joy.
After becoming a restrained spirit...
If he didn't sense the master's suppression, Xie Yun Shen could only feel freedom and liberation!
Freedom at the level of life!
Now, he was...
An immortal existence!
With a substantial physical body, an independent will, and the ability to improve his cultivation through devouring other spirits, he was now an immortal!
Xie Yun Shen regretted not becoming a spirit sooner.
Over the years, to improve his cultivation and elevate his status, he had sacrificed too much...
From a humble background, he had climbed step by step to the height of an imperial tutor, and such a journey required sacrifices.
To rise from a lowly status and see the world, one had to work harder than those born into privilege and talent!
He had endured countless humiliations, but he endured them all. Verbal insults and mockeries were nothing compared to what he had endured.
When he was still a boy, to cultivate and seek admission into a divine sect, he even endured the humiliation of being rejected by a divine sect, a rejection that left him forever branded with shame.
But now, he finally understood.
The world... there was another perspective!
Xie Yun Shen would never forget that lofty divine sect, and perhaps, that sect had long forgotten about a certain insignificant boy they had humiliated.
Smiling bitterly, Xie Yun Shen's mood turned melancholic.
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Li Che's gaze swept over the ground, focusing on the area where the shattered remains of blood and flesh were no longer visible.
That was...
The location where the sword-wielding guard Ning An was struck down.
A pity.
A loyal guard.
He knew that his master could resurrect Ning An, but... Xie Yun Shen dared not speak, nor could he open his mouth.
Because...
In this battle, Ning An must die.
If Ning An lives, it would be the biggest loophole.
Xie Yun Shen survived by borrowing the Dajing Dynasty's secondary fortune and harnessing the power of the Fortune Golden Lotus, which was what blocked the killing blow from the Netherworld King, a Half-step Divine Realm warrior.
And Ning An...
A mere Grand Master, how could he survive?
"Farewell..."
Xie Yun Shen sighed softly.
The next moment, he raised his hand and struck his own chest with a palm.
Puff—
Golden blood gushed out, sliding down the corner of his mouth.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—
The wind of heaven and earth blew, tearing through the ruins like a silken ribbon, scattering the dust and debris.
High in the sky, countless gazes as sharp as blades pierced through.
Xie Yun Shen stood atop the Fortune Golden Lotus, his brow adorned with the radiant Golden Lotus Divine Seal, bathed in the light of the Heavenly-Earth Will, and the Fortune Pillar that descended upon him.
Xie Yun Shen's robe billowed, and he turned his back, proudly raising his head.
As if addressing the entire Qianyuan Dao City.
"Old man against the Netherworld King, a fifty-fifty chance!"
"Old man!"
"Not dead!"
...
...
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—
The raging wind howled, tearing through the solidified smoke and dust as if a terrifying blade had slashed it open!
High in the sky.
Guzhang Qianchi, who was facing off against the Hunter God assassin Fang Hanshu, their gazes locked onto each other. Their Heaven Earth Dao Souls seemed to span the distance in an instant, scanning the torn smoke and dust.
An image appeared, entering their sight!
"Not dead?!"
"As expected..."
"It failed..."
Beneath the Star Whirl Mask, Fang Hanshu sighed softly, looking at Xie Yun Shen standing with his hands behind his back, proudly raising his head, his face revealing a hint of suppressed, unrestrained laughter.
A trace of regret flashed in Fang Hanshu's eyes.
It seemed like it had indeed failed.
The Netherworld King's strength was indeed impressive, but unfortunately... he hadn't reached the Divine Realm.
Without the Divine Realm, it was extremely difficult to kill Xie Yun Shen, who was empowered by the Fortune Golden Lotus.
Xie Yun Shen, invincible below the Divine Realm, had already done well by injuring the Netherworld King. The Netherworld King was able to escape, which didn't tarnish the reputation of the Netherworld.
"The assassination failed... It seems I should leave as well."
With a light sigh, Fang Hanshu, beneath the Star Whirl Mask, let his sleeves flutter as he charged towards the back, and the space exploded into fragments.
Guzhang Qianchi clenched his fist, and sword energy clanged as he made a symbolic strike.
There was no need to fully engage.
Retaining a Divine Tribulation Cultivator would be challenging, unless he went all out and summoned the Calamity Wheel, which might restrict the opponent.
There was no such necessity. Previously, when attacking Qianyuan Dao City, they had been tricked by the Divine Carving Demi-Saint of the Qianyuan Divine Sect, triggering the Three Disasters Nine Tribulations, which they barely managed to conceal. If they summoned the Calamity Wheel now, it would be difficult to evade again.
So, Guzhang Qianchi made a symbolic block.
He then indifferently watched the Hunter God assassin with the Star Whirl Mask disappear into the void.
"Hunter God Tower..."
Guzhang Qianchi exhaled softly.
His gaze shifted to Xie Yun Shen, standing amidst the ruins, slowly retracting the Fortune Golden Lotus' power.
A sense of relief filled his heart.
As long as he was alive, that was good.
Bashu Sword Pavilion had chosen to surrender to the court, accepting the imperial amnesty. If Xie Yun Shen, the cloth-robed State Tutor, died, it wouldn't be good news for Bashu Sword Pavilion.
...
...
A terrifying boom reverberated through the entire pitch-black city, as if the sky itself was about to collapse.
Dark clouds piled high in the sky, ten thousand feet above! Electric snakes slithered, and thunder roared! Countless ink-colored raindrops fell like a torrent, tearing open the dark clouds and pouring down.
It was as if countless sharp spears were piercing through, carrying the wrathful thunder, slamming into the ruins, smashing into the ink-colored roof tiles, and erupting into a misty, ink-colored rain.
The Netherworld, Fengdu! An awe-inspiring pressure, as if the heavenly river's embankment had been breached, and the unrestrained heavenly waters poured down.
The waves of air and gusts of wind expanded in all directions!
A figure hovered in the sky above the city, while the ground was covered in hideous cracks, and countless stones were suspended by an invisible force.
Boom! It was as if the city's ground was being flooded by a surging wave.
Zhao Beidou, with his white hair and youthful face, hovered in mid-air, his hands spread wide, and within his palms, white tribulation fires danced.
Intense heat and chilling coldness intertwined, creating a dual-layered heavenly aura, causing the surrounding airflow to shatter.
The terrifying pressure of the Dao essence emanated from his body.
The heavens and earth lost their light, and the wind and rain trembled!
The entire city's void seemed to tremble, about to be torn apart, ready to explode!
Zhao Beidou's eyes glowed with the light of tribulation fires, and his face was filled with killing intent.
"Netherworld... Who gave you the courage to drag me into this Minor Heavenly Realm?!"
Zhao Beidou showed neither joy nor sorrow, but his words were filled with murderous intent.
He hadn't expected that while trying to rescue Xie Yun Shen, he would be unexpectedly pulled into this bizarre city.
The dense death energy was like a city built in the underworld.
However, Zhao Beidou instantly understood that this city... should be a Minor Heavenly Realm!
City bodies are the first choice for most Divine Tribulation Cultivators when creating their Minor Heavenly Realms! Additionally, there are mountains, lakes, islands, and other terrain used as references when Divine Tribulation Cultivators create their Minor Heavenly Realms.
When Zhao Beidou was pulled into this Minor Heavenly Realm, his heart sank.
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The assassination plan against Xie Yun Shen in the Netherworld had been meticulously arranged. Even for Divine Tribulation Cultivators, they dared to plot against him!
How audacious!
A fierce wind howled as the ground shattered, and countless raindrops poured down, slowly outlining the figures of Tian Can Di Que and others, including Yue Huang Long, Han Sixi, Qing Long, Zhu Que, and Bai Hu, all of whom were Bound Deities.
Tian Can Di Que and the Half-step Divine Warrior's shadow appeared once again, joining forces.
These Bound Deities had been previously defeated by Zhao Beidou, only to revive and reform.
Zhao Beidou's gaze fell upon the Netherworld Ox Demon, standing atop the pure black rectangular building.
It was as if countless threads connected these figures, linking them to the Ox Demon, infusing its body with power.
"Kill!"
The Ox Demon's towering body resembled a mountain, its eyes deep and cold, emitting a chilling aura.
In an instant, Tian Can Di Que, the Half-step Divine Warrior, took action, fearless and unconcerned about his own life.
Like a mountain leaning forward, their overwhelming aura descended, smashing down with immense force.
However—
Zhao Beidou's eyes narrowed slightly.
A chill crept into his heart.
"How can these guys... How can they not die?!"
They died and revived, fearless of death.
One by one, they charged like madmen.
Zhao Beidou had never seen such a situation. What kind of divine nature secret technique was this?!
But Zhao Beidou's mind remained calm. He spread his five fingers, then clapped them together, and in an instant, a white flame erupted from his palm, forming sharp bone claws that swept across.
Bang!
Tian Can Di Que, the Half-step Divine Warrior, was sent flying by the force of the clap, and the shadow of the Half-step Divine Warrior shattered.
Yue Huang Long and Han Sixi, both top-tier experts, immediately took action.
"I can beat you once, and I can beat you twice!"
Zhao Beidou clenched his five fingers into a fist and swung his arm, lashing out at the void.
In an instant, one of the three great Tribulation Fires, the White Dark Tribulation Fire, transformed into a sharp white blade that tore through the void, slicing through Yue Huang Long and Han Sixi.
The overwhelming power was nearly crushing.
The strength of these top-tier experts seemed insignificant before a true Divine Tribulation Cultivator.
The mere pressure of their Dao essence was enough to make them unable to resist.
The terrifying white flame blade pierced through numerous Bound Deities, and with a fierce slash, it gouged a massive chasm in the ground of Ink City, shattering countless buildings.
Boom! The ground trembled endlessly, and cracks spread like a spider web, expanding ten zhang, a hundred zhang, and a thousand zhang.
Countless buildings in Ink City were affected, collapsing and erupting into a rain of ink-colored dust and smoke.
Zhao Beidou's eyes were cold and unyielding, but he wasn't in a hurry to leave this place.
Why?
Because he was trapped here, and the assassination attempt should have already ended.
Even if he managed to escape, it would be too late to protect Xie Yun Shen.
Instead, he decided to destroy this Netherworld base and eliminate all the Netherworld evildoers.
However, these Netherworld evildoers were extremely bizarre. They seemed to have immortal bodies, reviving repeatedly after being defeated, which was truly unbelievable.
This strangeness made even a Divine Tribulation Cultivator like Zhao Beidou feel a chill in his heart.
"Is it because of this city?"
Zhao Beidou's hair fluttered in the wind as he narrowed his eyes.
Or perhaps...
These people were just puppets!
The true Netherworld members...
Were they controlled by the Ox Demon that had thrown him into this city?
Countless fierce winds raged around Zhao Beidou, and his gaze lifted, falling upon the towering Ox Demon standing atop the pure black rectangular building.
Zhao Beidou's killing intent surged.
"Take me into this Minor Heavenly Realm... I don't sense any Divine Tribulation aura..."
"This is a Minor Heavenly Realm without Divine Tribulation!"
Zhao Beidou took a deep breath.
The next moment, he spread his arms, and behind him, countless white flames danced, slowly forming two enormous light wheels that rotated, emitting a captivating radiance that drew one's gaze.
Hum!
"Within this Minor Heavenly Realm..."
"Calamity Shield! Here... Divine Tribulation can freely unleash the Calamity Wheel, fully unleashing their battle power!"
Bang! The sky seemed to shatter in an instant.
Countless black cracks weaved through the sky.
The voice reverberated throughout Ink City.
Zhao Beidou, the Divine Tribulation Cultivator, tore through the shattered space and appeared before the Ox Demon standing atop the building.
He struck out with a palm.
In an instant, white flames surged in the sky above Ink City, resembling a boiling sea of fire.
A white bone hand emerged from the flames, and as Zhao Beidou moved, it struck down from the sea of fire, aiming to kill the Netherworld Ox Demon on the spot.
Zhao Beidou didn't believe it...
In this vast Minor Heavenly Realm, there wasn't a single living person.
And the only living person here must be the key to breaking this situation!
"Die!"
Zhao Beidou roared.
Heaven and Earth paled, and the sky trembled.
However, in the instant his palm descended—
Behind the Ox Demon, a white chess piece suddenly floated up, transforming into the Netherworld King Yama wearing a black and white mask.
Terrifying golden energy erupted like an ocean.
King Yama's eyes blazed with intense battle intent.
He took a step forward, his five fingers like hooks, tearing through the wind.
With a twist of his waist, eight great sun wheels appeared behind him, illuminating the sky.
Facing Zhao Beidou's all-out attack...
With a fierce strike!
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