The master of the Purple Smoke Holy Master had been an emperor in two lifetimes. He was an emperor in life, and after death, his very corpse became an emperor.
Among the Emperor Realm powerhouses related to the Netherworld, the only one known was the Great Emperor Youming, who was rumored to have achieved his emperorship within the Netherworld thirty-six epochs ago.
Xu Lai didn't seem too concerned. He said nonchalantly, "Whatever demons or ghosts are in there, we'll find out once we go inside."
"But this Netherworld…" Taotie grew anxious.
Though he was a brute, he wasn't a fool. If they rashly entered the Teleportation Array in the Netherworld, heaven only knew where they would be sent. No one had ever known what lay on the other side of the Netherworld. This Netherworld waterfall may have been incomplete, but it was still terrifying enough.
