"A mighty and great Underworld God, ruler of the Underworld, the supreme existence, yet he would ask a mortal for help. Hahaha, just thinking about it is truly satisfying!" Leng Yueyan laughed heartily, her bone sword flying, fully resisting the Nether God's attack.
Two bone swords flew through the air, their blades tearing through the void, terrifying fluctuations of laws shredding the void.
Long Chen leaned against the Gate of Evil Trap, pinned down by the terrifying gale and unable to move. The howling sword energy actually tore his body apart, causing intense pain throughout his body, as if he was about to be crushed.
"Leng Yueyan, you and I were originally one. If I die, you will die with me. To re-condense the divine seed, you must enter the next reincarnation. Everything must start over.
A hundred thousand years of cultivation, ruined in an instant—are you really willing to accept it? "The Underworld God shouted sternly.
Leng Yueyan smiled faintly: "I don't care. Anyway, you separated me from me to kill me."
Don't say you and I are one; you are you, I am me. You have always seen me as a flaw, trying to erase me.
Now everyone dies together and then enters reincarnation—wouldn't that be wonderful? We no longer have to fight to the death. "
Leng Yueyan wore an air of calm and composure, as if she didn't care about her own life or death.
But Long Chen was utterly shocked upon hearing this, as if his Great Brahma Heaven Scripture had summoned something extraordinary—even the Nether God was about to be destroyed.
Long Chen wanted to persuade them to stop fighting, but the terrifying sword wind compressed the space, shattering the laws. Long Chen's chest felt like it was about to burst. As soon as he spoke, he would exhaust all his strength and die, unable to speak.
"Long Chen, do you really want to watch her die right in front of you?" The Underworld God couldn't break through for a long time and shouted loudly at Long Chen.
"Ming Cangyue, I never expected you to have fallen so low, using me to threaten a mortal. You are truly a disgrace to the Nether God Realm." Leng Yueyan sneered with endless mockery.
The Nether God ignored Leng Yueyan and continued to Long Chen, "If the Nether God Hall collapses, the Netherworld will fall into chaos. Everyone you brought will be wiped out by the laws." Long
Chen was shocked, but on the other side, Leng Yueyan was already sneering, "Nonsense! You're only the guardian of the laws of the underworld, not the creator. If you die, the underworld will operate according to the laws. Ming Cangyue, I'm looking down on you more and more." "
But I can tell you clearly, with the throne destroyed, the laws here will temporarily fall into chaos, and the laws here will definitely change. For your Dragon Blood Legion, having thirty percent leave is already a blessing.
If the Underworld can preserve it, according to the laws here, half of your Dragon Blood Legion could leave alive... Ming
Cangyue said to Long Chen in a deep voice, "Long Chen, don't you want to say something at a time like this?" "
I'm telling you, your old man... Pfft! Long
Chen gathered all his strength and cursed loudly. As soon as he spoke, a mouthful of blood sprayed out. Long Chen immediately felt his soul power rapidly draining away, and a terrifying threat of death loomed. Long Chen had no choice but to shut his mouth once more.
But after Long Chen's scolding, Ming Cangyue finally realized that Long Chen was, after all, just a mortal—a classic case of immortals fighting, and mortals suffering.
Long Chen's previous behavior shocked Ming Cangyue; she could no longer regard him as an ordinary mortal.
But now, the divine wind stirred by the two pressed Long Chen firmly against the door, finally revealing their differences.
"Whoosh!"
The Nether God retreated, no longer battling Leng Yueyan, and the divine winds in the sky vanished.
"Creak...!"
Long Chen's body finally slid down slowly against the door. He felt as if all his bones had shattered, like rotten mud.
Long Chen knew he was only gathering his primordial spirit, not a true flesh and blood, but the laws of the Underworld were so strange that everything here felt no different from the Tianwu Continent.
Long Chen gritted his teeth against the intense pain and was about to speak when suddenly the entire hall shook, and Ming Cangyue's expression changed.
"The protective divine light of the Nether God Hall has already been burned away by the Netherworld Karmic Fire. If we don't drive them away now, the main hall will soon be destroyed." Although Ming Cangyue's voice was calm, deep in her eyes there was already a trace of anxiety and panic.
She now pinned all her hopes on Long Chen. If Long Chen was willing to perish with them, this place would be burned to nothingness.
As Ming Cangyue spoke, the temperature inside the hall shot up rapidly. Soon, the doors, walls, floor tiles, and stone pillars were all red-hot, and the space inside the temple started to warp.
Long Chen felt that as the flames outside burned, a certain law within the hall was rapidly decreasing. Perhaps, once the laws completely disappeared, the entire hall would be burned to ashes.
"If you promise me to let all my people return alive, I'll find a way to calm them off immediately." Long Chen looked at Ming Cangyue and said.
"That's impossible. She's just the enforcer of order, not the one who makes it. She doesn't have that ability." Before the Underworld God could answer, Leng Yueyan had already walked over.
At this moment, Leng Yueyan wore a calm expression, seemingly unafraid of death. She came to Long Chen's side and smiled:
"You don't need to be afraid. If she dies, your primordial spirit will be reshaped under the rules of the Underworld. You can still attempt to break through to the Underworld."
"Then you?" Long Chen said in surprise. He didn't feel relieved by Leng Yueyan's words; instead, he was even more worried, because in her words, there was a faint sense of parting between life and death.
Leng Yueyan reached out her jade-like hand, gently caressing Long Chen's resolute cheek. Looking into his eyes, her sea-blue gaze carried a trace of sadness as she said, "
My foolish man, you have countless close female friends by your side. Do you still care about me?"
"I've always missed you, even in my dreams." Long Chen shouted excitedly.
He was telling the truth. Ever since parting with Leng Yueyan, he had been worried about her, constantly worried about her, fearing she would be merged with the Nether God, which would mean Leng Yueyan would die.
In all his life, Long Chen had never experienced the feeling of being deeply worried about someone. Leng Yueyan's figure appeared in his mind every moment—a feeling that was both painful and joyful.
He never expressed his feelings in front of Leng Yueyan, because her indifference was always hard to fathom.
But at this moment, when Leng Yueyan asked, Long Chen loudly voiced his true feelings, his eyes turning red.
To outsiders, he was a hero with unyielding bones, but even a hero could not bear the pain of longing. At this moment, his heart was filled with endless grievance, and he even felt an urge to cry.
"You really are a jerk. If you keep doing this, we'll lose—completely lost." Leng Yueyan looked at Long Chen, and suddenly tears streamed down her face. Choking with emotion, she embraced Long Chen and cried out loud.
Long Chen cares so much about Leng Yueyan, which makes her both comforted and sad. The comfort is that Long Chen loves her and always thinks of her.
What sadly was that Long Chen couldn't bear to see her die, which meant the Nether God had found a weakness. If Long Chen wanted to retreat the flames, Leng Yueyan would never have another chance to perish together with the Nether God.
Her only fate was to be merged with the Nether God, erasing all her memories. If that happened, she would rather die than accept it.
"Long Chen, if you keep delaying, everyone will be safeI'm going to die. Seeing Leng Yueyan and Long Chen embrace, the Nether God actually felt a strange sensation and took a deep breath.
The Nether God Hall was now blazing red and showing signs of melting, and it looked like it wouldn't last much longer.
"Alright, I'll figure something out right away." Long Chen formed hand seals with both hands, preparing to activate the Great Brahma Heaven Sutra.
"Wait."
Leng Yueyan suddenly stopped Long Chen and spoke to the Nether God, "Ming Cangyue, for our safety, I want you to temporarily hand over the Nether God Order to me for safekeeping. Otherwise, who knows you won't wait for the flames to die down and kill us immediately." "
The Nether God's expression changed, and he shouted coldly, "Absolutely impossible. The Nether God Token is the key to controlling the entire Netherworld. If I give it to you, how am I any different from giving you my life?" "
Leng Yueyan sneered, "You and I are one and the same. Are you saying these things for Long Chen?" If you try to fool me, don't you think you're insulting your wisdom?
Even if I have the Nether God Token, so what? You are the real one, you have absolute control. Can I compete with you?
Besides, you still have the Throne of the Underworld God, which is the gathering place of the entire Underworld's laws and powers. Only you can absolutely control it.
Even if I have the Nether God Token in hand, I can't pose any threat to you. It's just a guarantee for us. If you don't want to, then forget it."
Long Chen, don't waste your energy. Once you retreat from the sea of fire, she'll kill us immediately. Rather than that, it's better for everyone to die together—it's a good thing." Long
Chen's hands were held by Leng Yueyan, so he couldn't form hand seals. Long Chen knew Leng Yueyan was competing with the Nether God for more trump cards, so he could only watch quietly.
The Underworld God's expression changed several times, but as the roof outside roared and explosions erupted, parts of the temple's roof began to deform. Finally, she reached out, and a black token was flung out.
It was a token as black as ink, but it contained no aura at all. It looked very ordinary, engraved with nine colored patterns.
Long Chen's heart tightened. The nine-colored pattern was actually a miniature version of the Nine Springs design, with the core area being the Nine Springs Waterfall, inside which stood a large door.
Before Long Chen could take a closer look at the Nether God Token, Leng Yueyan had already put it away. With the token in hand, a smile appeared on Leng Yueyan's face. This smile startled the Nether God, making her feel as if she had fallen into Leng Yueyan's trap.
"Let's go!"
Leng Yueyan moved, and the three of them disappeared from the grand hall. When they reappeared, they were already at the top of an ancient tower reaching to the sky.
When Long Chen appeared atop the ancient tower, he was shocked—a ten-thousand-li bone tower was actually wrapped in endless fiery lava.
Within the fiery lava, there were endless, ferocious figures frantically assaulting the bone tower.
Around the bone tower, endless black mist enveloped it, but as those fierce monsters attacked, the black mist grew thinner and thinner.
"Buzz"—
Long Chen formed hand seals, and the sacred chanting echoed through heaven and earth. He began to fully activate the Great Brahma Heaven Sutra.
The chanting of scriptures rang out. The endless sea of flames below, which had once surged and surged, had been roaring with monsters, but upon hearing the chanting, it gradually calmed down. The Nether God finally breathed a sigh of relief.
However, the sea of flames only subsided for a single breath before becoming violent again. Within the flames, endless tides surged and surged again, and the Great Brahma Heavenly Scripture actually lost its effectiveness.
No matter how Long Chen tried to control it, he still couldn't stop the onslaught of the sea of fire. Seeing the temple's black mist fading and about to be burned down, Long Chen let out a frustrated roar:
"How could this happen?"