"Boom!"
This was the Underworld. In the sunless depths of the Underworld, the deafening roar of fierce ghosts doing battle resounded.
Li Dalong and Xu Cuihua sat atop the Heavenly Coffin.
Beneath them were ghost-path generals like Xuan Tianzi and the Soul Duke, actively expanding his territory for him.
"Master, we have fought our way to the fourth layer of Hell. Shall we continue downward?" Accompanied by the ringing of bells, the little zombie Xuan Tianzi approached.
"Fight. Fight to the very end of Hell."
Li Dalong was calm and breezy. He had already sensed that besides himself in Hell, there was only one other entity—one who mastered the Dao of Slaughter.
That entity was a true king. Paradoxically, at the ultimate pinnacle of the Dao of Slaughter, there existed an aura of boundless peace.
Li Dalong had encountered him only once; the man remarked that he had slaughtered too many, was weary of being hunted by others, and now sought only to kill himself.
In such a chaotic era, Li Dalong felt it best not to disturb this person. Just from that single glance, even Li Dalong, who had seen much of the world, felt his blood run cold.
In this abandoned Hell, ordinary people coming here would merely be seeking death, and Body Integration realm cultivators would be polluted by the nether qi, suffering harm with no benefit.
Instead, it had become his absolute domain.
The Underworld's cycle of reincarnation had seemingly become a dusty, forgotten history, only passed down by word of mouth in the outside world.
Li Dalong had only heard from the Red Dust Immortal that the Underworld was once jointly controlled by several immortals in order to consume the memories, pain, and hopes of living beings.
There used to be so-called Yama Kings and Bodhisattvas, and the eighteen layers of Hell had their own rules.
In reality, they were all puppets of the immortals, existing merely to satiate the immortals' appetites.
Later, the Human Race slaughtered the immortals and invaded the Underworld. The cycle of reincarnation fell into the hands of a certain individual.
Mastering reincarnation was equivalent to becoming immortal and imperishable, trapped in eternal self-reincarnation.
"Cuihua, we couldn't keep the Fox Saint this time we went out, you..."
Li Dalong glanced at his wife. Since returning from Grandhaven Prefecture, Xu Cuihua had been sullen and depressed.
"It's not exactly that I miss my master."
Xu Cuihua's words surprised Li Dalong slightly.
Xu Cuihua said,
"The passage of time has been too long; I have seen through many things. Everyone has their own goals for living.
These goals we live and fight for are our paths; those who walk different paths cannot lay plans together.
Regarding our respective goals, even if my master had tried to kill me, I could understand."
"Then why are you...?" Li Dalong raised an eyebrow.
If he had known, he wouldn't have overthought things in Grandhaven Prefecture; he would have just smashed the Fox Saint with his coffin. He had been too careless.
"I'm just thinking about the Blood Moon."
Li Dalong frowned inwardly; he knew his wife was lying to him.
Xu Cuihua fell into a heavy silence, her slender fingers absentmindedly stroking the spatial ring adorning her hand.
Over the turbulent years, she had successfully broken through her bloodline realm. The Nine-Tailed Demon Fox bloodline was the absolute pinnacle of charm and illusion.
However, with the apocalyptic descent of the Blood Moon, she felt an overwhelming urgency to take a step further.
She had taken a trip to see the Red Dust Immortal and learned about various ancient demon saints throughout history.
Records regarding the Fox Tribe were exceedingly rare; the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox was widely considered the absolute final evolution.
To ascend and become a saint meant shattering those innate bloodline shackles. While shortcuts existed in demonic evolution, having forced her way to her current state, she had practically exhausted every last drop of her innate potential.
Attempting to take even half a step further would be a desperate plunge into near-certain death.
"It's alright, Cuihua. Leave everything to me. Leave the Blood Moon to me, too; you don't need to worry."
Li Dalong saw through Xu Cuihua's thoughts and smiled. "Don't forget, I am the final hope of our Green Valley Village."
Xu Cuihua burst into a giggle. Through all the turbulent years, they actually seemed to be growing younger as they lived.
Li Dalong truly was the final hope.
Even Li Wei, as the Old Ancestor, had to marvel at the current strength and potential of Li Dalong, the descendant who had followed him from the very beginning!
[Your descendant Li Dalong, through the Blood Sea, did not imitate Shen Wu in breaking through to the Body Integration realm.]
[By blanketing his Dao Gate with the 'Boundless Blood Sea,' devouring the flesh and ghost souls within the Underworld, manipulating all zombies, and utilizing his identity as an Underworld king, he mobilized the nether qi of the abandoned Underworld to push open the Dao Gate.]
[Acquired: Blood Sea Dao Path (The Dao of the Blood Sea that separates life from death.)]
[Using the Blood Sea as a foundation, and Underworld entities like fierce ghosts, zombies, and nether souls as auxiliaries, he reproduced Underworld Offices through his Underworld king identity, obtaining the final karmic luck of the Underworld to break open his Dao path.]
[Acquired Trait: Blood Sea Patriarch. Combat power increases tenfold within the Underworld. Protected by the Underworld, he can command the fierce ghosts of the Underworld.]
[Acquired Trait: The Final King of the Underworld]
[The man who broke through to Body Integration via the Underworld has inherited everything of the Underworld, becoming its final ruler.
During his years in the Underworld, he will receive the Underworld's inheritance. The final karmic luck of the Underworld is gradually transforming his body into a 'Yama King' physique.]
[The Capital of the Underworld awaits him.]
Atop the Heavenly Coffin, Li Dalong followed the Underworld army, heading toward the very end of the Underworld.
The arrival of the Blood Moon also filled him with anxiety.
He could even sense that after his trip to Grandhaven Prefecture, where his body had been tainted by the immortal qi of the Red Dust Immortal, the Underworld itself was resonating with fury.
It seemed the immortals were also enemies of the Underworld.
The entire Underworld was impatiently funneling karmic luck into him, transforming his body.
Furthermore.
Li Dalong closed his eyes, feeling everything within the Heavenly Coffin. He had opened the seventh layer of the Heavenly Coffin.
Within the seventh layer lay the technique inheritance of the former Mahayana expert, Shen Wu—
Myriad Corpses Immortal-Severing Array!
Beside the technique inheritance lay handwriting that Shen Wu had preserved from ancient times to this day.
[Use with caution, for under this technique of mine, even gods and immortals will die a miserable death.]
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