"Hong Yaoyang?" Hahaha, you bastard, you actually have this day. After
Mo Nian understood what was happening, the Demon Moon Furnace floated above the sea of fire. Mo Nian emerged from the furnace and pointed at Hong Yaoyang, laughing heartily.
At this moment, Hong Yaoyang's face was pale, the divine light on his brow showing signs of collapse, and his divine power fluctuations became extremely unstable, as if someone was about to go mad—utterly disheveled.
Clearly, fighting against the Netherworld Karmic Fire had cost him dreadfully, and now he was at the point of being exhausted.
"Bastard, how dare you steal my legacy." When he saw Mo Nian, Hong Yaoyang's eyes turned bloodshot, looking extremely frightening.
"What do you mean by stealing? I got this by my own ability, at worst it's just stealing. Heh heh, little brat, you've been chasing me for so long, I'm taking some of your things, so what?" Not convinced? Then come bite me. "
Mo Nian laughed heartily, watching Hong Yaoyang's disheveled state, and he was so excited he danced with excitement.
"Alright, stop showing off. We don't have much time left. Once the Netherworld Karmic Fire fades, even if this guy dies out, he can still take us down in one blow." Long Chen saw Mo Nian getting carried away, determined not to stop until Hong Yaoyang was driven mad. He mustn't let joy turn to sorrow.
"Alright, now that I'm angry and got the treasure, let's go. There's nothing left to hold on to here.
The only regret is, I can't slap this guy in the face. Damn, this is driving me crazy. You've hit him several times, can't you give me one? Mo Nian said somewhat unwillingly.
"Pfft!"
In the distance, Hong Yaoyang suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. The colorful blood transformed into divine brilliance in the air, and endless divine power rippled through the space.
"Wow, that blood is spit out beautifully, bro, I'll give you money. Can you perform for us again? We're from the countryside, we've never seen anything like this." Mo Nian cried out in shock.
"You..."
Hong Yaoyang had just uttered a word before quickly shutting his mouth. Blood slid down the corner of his mouth. If he hadn't stopped in time, he would have spat out another mouthful of divine blood.
"If you want to throw up, just let it out. Holding it in is so uncomfortable, and if you hold it in, you can't get out from above. If you squirt from below, pulling up pants won't be much fun." Mo Nian earnestly advised.
Hong Yaoyang's face darkened, but he said no more. Mo Nian wanted to keep annoying him, but Long Chen grabbed him:
"Don't waste time with him. He's turned off his divine sense, so no matter what you say, he won't hear you. Let's go."
"Alright, although I didn't drive him crazy, the gains are already plenty, hehe." Mo Nian chuckled; the anger had already been vented. This gain was enormous, making it feel like a dream.
"Hey, hey, where are you going?" Long Chen actually let the Demon Moon Furnace slowly approach the Hall of the Nether God. Mo Nian was startled—he was heading in the wrong direction.
"It's not easy for us guys to come here, and now that we're at their doorstep, we have to bring something back. Let me tell you, that door bolt is a treasure." Long Chen pointed at the main gate of the Nether God Hall.
"Damn, you're not serious, are you?"
Mo Nian stared at the gate, the flesh on her face twitching.
The Hall of the Nether God didn't look large, but once you got closer, you realized that just the gate alone was towering ten thousand miles high.
Between the two large doors was a groove, on which a massive door bolt stretching a thousand li stretched across the horizontal section.
The door bolt was pitch black, emitting an aura that made one's scalp tingle. Without Long Chen saying anything, just from the aura, Mo Nian knew it was a treasure.
But although Mo Nian was bold beyond measure, he had never dared to think about tearing down the temple gate.
"Will this work?" Mo Nian felt uncertain.
"It's fine. I've done this twice already. This time, with Nether Karma Flame as cover, it's definitely fine." Long Chen, however, was familiar with the route and quickly flew to the front gate.
"Bastard, what do you think you're doing?" When Hong Yaoyang saw Long Chen heading straight for the front door with Mo Nian, his expression changed instantly. He had a bad feeling.
"We're leaving, but you're not very warm and don't even bring any gifts. Since that's the case, we'll take them ourselves." As they spoke, Long Chen and Mo Nian had already flown to the front door.
A strange force was here, blocking the Netherworld Karma Fire from approaching. Long Chen and Mo Nian didn't need to resist the Netherworld Karma Fire and jumped directly onto the gate.
Mo Nian looked at the door bolt, hundreds of zhang in diameter, feeling a surge of excitement in his heart. He didn't know what material it was made of, and it contained endless energy. However, its energy was extremely sinister, and he wondered if the Swallowing Heaven Hunting Sun Bow could absorb it.
"Get up!"
Mo Nian shouted sharply, pressing his shoulder against the door bolt. With all his might, the bolt didn't budge at all, showing no reaction at all.
"Wow, that's way too heavy." Mo Nian's mouth dropped open, feeling as if a dragonfly had shaken a pillar.
"Boom boom boom...
On the other side, Long Chen also unleashed his full power, but the door ring began to tremble slowly, but only a tremor. He tried to lift it up but was far from it.
"No way, I can't lift it at all," Mo Nian said somewhat dejectedly. Although Long Chen's strength was much greater, he still couldn't lift it.
"Sure, come over. We'll lift the latch to the side and let the bolt slip off the front door."
Long Chen shouted.
Mo Nian flew to Long Chen's side. Long Chen took a deep breath, summoning the Azure Dragon Battle Body. Veins bulged on his forehead, and Mo Nian used all his strength.
Although Mo Nian wasn't skilled in strength, with his help, the huge door latch lifted up at one end and slowly rose.
"Crack, crack, crack..."
The door bolt began to pour out, making a loud noise.
"Stop! That gate is the Gate of Evil Trap. Once it opens... You will be killed immediately. Hong Yaoyang cried out in shock, but that distraction caused the entire Nether God Hall to tremble. Endless Netherworld Karma Fire rapidly approached the hall, frightening him into a desperate defense.
"What is the Gate of Trapped Evil?" It looks pretty scary. Mo Nian transmitted his voice. At this moment, he was using all his strength to push the door and bolt it, leaving no strength to speak, so he could only send a message.
"It has nothing to do with us. Put in more effort. The fluctuations of the Netherworld Karma Fire have weakened, and I estimate it won't be long before it disappears." Long Chen pushed the door latch with all his might, repeatedly increasing its tilt.
"Stop it!" Hong Yaoyang let out a heart-wrenching roar.
Long Chen ignored him and continued pushing the door latch. When the bolt started to tilt, it actually made it much easier, and the tilt grew larger and larger.
Over there, Hong Yaoyang let out a hysterical roar, but Long Chen chose to ignore it. Soon, when the door latch tilted to a certain point, it suddenly fell off the main door.
"Now's the time,"
Long Chen sped down. After the massive bolt detached from the main gate, Long Chen grabbed one end. The power of space surged, and the huge bolt vanished instantly. When it reappeared, it had already entered Mo Nian's star space.
"Boom"
Mo Nian's starry space erupted with a loud bang. The massive door bolt landed on the ground like a golden pillar sinking into the mud, smashing a huge pit into the earth. The entire star was quickly covered in cracks. Mo Nian's face turned pale with fright as he shouted, "
Are you trying to kill me? You almost smashed my starry world to pieces!"
The entire Star World was almost shattered, almost shattered, and Mo Nian was so scared she broke out in a sweat—the door bolt was too heavy.
"Buzz!"
The moment the bolt fell off, the door roared and exploded. Endless evil energy seeped out from the crack, and a terrifying threat of death made Long Chen and Mo Nian's scalps tingle.
"Run!"
Long Chen and Mo Nian immediately hid inside the Demon Moon Furnace. At that moment, the door was burst open by a mysterious force, followed by endless black mist surging out, swallowing the entire world.
Even the Netherworld Karma Fire was blasted open by a chasm tens of thousands of li long when it encountered the black mist. After this impact, the Netherworld Karma Fire finally exhausted all its strength and slowly retreated, eventually disappearing into the horizon into the distance.
"It's over, it's over, this Underworld can't be saved."
The Netherworld Karmic Fire receded, releasing endless black mist from the gate, resembling the mouth of a giant beast corroding the entire world. Hong Yaoyang's face was filled with hatred and despair.
But at that moment, Long Chen and Mo Nian had both disappeared. He stared blankly at the open door, then suddenly let out an angry roar: "
Long Chen, and that bastard, just you wait! I will definitely find you!"
"Crack!"
With Hong Yaoyang's furious roar, the Underworld God Hall actually shattered in the middle. Hong Yaoyang sped away with the upper half of the hall, disappearing into the horizon.
Shortly after Hong Yaoyang left, black mist eroded the entire Underworld. Immediately, endless dark creatures emerged from inside the gate, roaring with voices full of resentment ....
...
Inside the secret chamber of the Mo family's ancestral land, the Mo family patriarch, Old Master Mo Yi, and Liu Zongying stood silently like statues. Time passed bit by bit, but to them, every blink felt as long as a year.
Long Chen's life fluctuation disappeared, but a trace of soul energy still lingered within him. However, this soul aura came and went, making their hearts restless. The three stood there, not daring to breathe, staring intently at Long Chen and Mo Nian, waiting for a miracle.
Seven days had passed, but there was no sign of revival between them, which made their hearts sink deeper and deeper.
"Whew."
Suddenly, Long Chen moved and let out a long sigh of relief. The three of them were overjoyed, and Liu Zongying couldn't help but shout in surprise:
"Long Chen, you're awake, Mo Nian... Mo Nian ... How is it? Liu
Zongying's voice trembled, his eyes full of nervousness, afraid of hearing bad news.
Long Chen originally wanted to tease Liu Zongying, but after thinking it over, he decided and smiled, "Don't worry, Mo Nian is fine. Haven't you noticed that his soul has already returned to its place?" Only
then did Old Master Mo Yi and the other two notice that Mo Nian had regained his vital energy and soul, though he was still unconscious. Even so, Liu Zongying was already holding Mo Nian and weeping with joy. Even Old Master Mo Yi's eyes were brimming with tears, and the family patriarch thanked Long Chen profusely.
"Long Chen, what's wrong with Mo Nian? When will he wake up?" Old Master Mo Yi asked.
"This ..."
Long Chen suddenly felt a bit embarrassed. The reason Mo Nian couldn't wake up was because all his power now needed to repair the star space. The star space was nearly destroyed, and if not repaired in time, it really could shatter.
Mo Nian needed to wait until the Star Space had passed the dangerous period before waking up. To be honest, this was a miscalculation of his plans, and he didn't quite know how to explain it.
"Buzz!"
Just then, runes flashed rapidly above the stone door of the secret chamber. Old Master Mo Yi and the Mo family patriarch were startled:
"Enemy attack."