"The thirty-fifth heaven!" Lin Yun's heart tightened.
The area of each universe's layers is pyramid-shaped, with the first layer being the largest and the area decreasing as you progress to higher layers. The Netherworld is no exception.
Perhaps, as more new heavens are broken, the area of each heaven will increase, but this size pattern will remain unchanged.
The area of the thirty-fifth heaven of the Netherworld is much smaller than that of the thirty-fourth heaven. As soon as Lin Yun entered the thirty-fifth heaven, he saw a mid-level Saint King Ghost Cultivator refining something on a mountain not far away.
"Hmm? A living being?" The mid-level Saint King ghost cultivator had already sensed the space being torn open. He looked up and was slightly taken aback when he saw Lin Yun. He asked in surprise.
“I knew it. This is already the thirty-fifth heaven. Even if a ghost cultivator could do it, he wouldn’t dare to tear through space at will. Who is so bold? It turns out to be a mere Saint King level being. You, a superior Saint King level being, are lucky to have made it this far. However, your good luck has come to an end…” The next moment, the mid-level Saint King level ghost cultivator laughed loudly and said.
"boom!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the mid-level Saint King ghost cultivator stood up, flipped his huge hand, and a terrifying force came out of him.
"You're courting death!" Because this mid-level Saint King ghost cultivator attacked so quickly, Lin Yun didn't have time to open the boundary between the thirty-fifth and thirty-sixth heavens. A cold glint flashed in Lin Yun's eyes as he coldly said.
"boom!"
The next moment, Lin Yun drew the Blood Prison Sword from his back and launched a powerful attack, swiftly slashing towards the mid-level Saint King ghost cultivator.
Previously, Guomuboer was also a mid-level Saint King and the Lord of the Twenty-Seventh Heaven. He had not only received the power bestowed by the Great Laws of Heaven and Earth, making him equivalent to the Child of Destiny of the Netherworld, but also had the help of the spatial power of the Twenty-Seventh Heaven. Even so, he was no match for him. Now, this mid-level Saint King ghost cultivator is just an ordinary ghost cultivator, and he is even less of a match for him.
"Boom—"
In an instant, Lin Yun's attack completely neutralized the attack of the mid-level Saint King Ghost Cultivator, and a massive force continued to attack the mid-level Saint King Ghost Cultivator.
"What?" The mid-level Saint King ghost cultivator was shocked, but at that moment, the enormous force struck him, and his body was immediately thrown out and quickly torn to pieces.
"How is this possible..." The mid-level Saint King Ghost Cultivator exclaimed in disbelief after being severely injured in one move.
He was a ghost cultivator at the intermediate Saint King level, while his opponent was merely a being at the upper Saint King level. And this was the Netherworld; how could his opponent unleash such terrifying power? How could he, a ghost cultivator at the intermediate Saint King level, be severely injured in a single move?
How powerful must the opponent be?
"Buzz! Buzz!"
The Blood Prison Sword emitted a powerful blood-red light, rapidly absorbing and refining the scattered soul power of this mid-level Saint King ghost cultivator.
Unlike their previous encounter with Guomuboer, who was in the 27th Heaven and was the master of the 27th Heaven, capable of using the spatial power of the 27th Heaven, it was not easy for the Blood Prison Sword to absorb the opponent's soul power.
At this moment, the Blood Prison Sword absorbed a large amount of the opponent's soul power with a slight activation.
At this rate, Lin Yun would only need a few dozen moves to kill his opponent.
Dozens of moves are extremely fast for cultivators of their level.
"Sizzle! Sizzle!"
As he was thinking this, Lin Yun slashed down with his sword three more times. The Blood Prison Sword trembled excitedly as it absorbed massive amounts of soul power.
"No! No! How can this creature be so powerful? What is this thing that can absorb my soul power so quickly..." the mid-level Saint King exclaimed in horror.
At this moment, he felt the danger of death, which filled him with panic. What kind of enemy had he provoked? This was even more terrifying than a ghost cultivator at the peak of the Saint King realm.
If this continues, he will probably be killed by the other party in just one or two breaths.
Damn it, he should have realized that the other party was definitely not an ordinary being, since they could make it all the way to the thirty-fifth heaven. Why did he think of provoking them?
At this moment, the mid-level Saint King ghost cultivator felt endless regret.
"Spare me! Spare me! I had no intention of provoking you, sir. Please spare me!" The mid-level Saint King ghost cultivator begged for mercy repeatedly.
However, Lin Yun ignored the other party and simply slashed down with the Blood Prison Sword in his hand.
"Um?"
However, just as Lin Yun had slashed a few times, he suddenly frowned and looked up in one direction.
The space there was breaking apart. If he wasn't mistaken, the boundary between the 34th and 35th Heavens was being breached, and powerful ghost cultivators were coming from the 34th Heaven.
Lin Yun thought of the mid-level Saint King he had just encountered in the thirty-fourth heaven.
"I thought they would arrive in a while, but I didn't expect them to arrive so quickly..." Lin Yun frowned.
The next moment, Lin Yun put down the mid-level Saint King under his command, turned slightly, and with a wave of his blood sword, opened a spatial rift, which was the passage between the thirty-fourth and thirty-fifth heavens.
He could quickly kill one mid-level Saint King ghost cultivator, but it would take much longer to kill two mid-level Saint King ghost cultivators. If one or two more powerful ghost cultivators appeared at that time, it would be impossible for him to kill them completely.
We have no choice but to give up.
It's not too late for him to kill these powerful ghost cultivators who dared to attack him after he has accomplished his goal.
call!
With that thought in mind, Lin Yun stepped forward and flashed into the passage.
"He actually... let me go?" The mid-level Saint King ghost cultivator who was being killed by Lin Yun was in a state of extreme fear and despair. He was slightly stunned when he saw this scene.
Judging from their posture just now, they showed no sign of letting him go!
"Hmm? There's some movement over there? So it's cultivators. That makes sense. They're living beings, and all ghost cultivators would kill them on sight. If other cultivators discover them, they'll naturally retreat. I wonder who came and scared them away..."
The next moment, he noticed the movement in the distance and suddenly realized what was happening. As he did so, he quickly condensed his body and looked up.
Regardless of who the other party is, he must recover his strength quickly. Otherwise, the environment of the Netherworld is cruel, and if the other party takes advantage of his weakness, they might kill him.
Just then, two ghost cultivators entered from the spatial rift and looked at the mid-level Saint King with slight surprise.
These two ghost cultivators were none other than Emperor Wu and his mid-level Saint King ghost cultivator friend.
"Isn't that being only at the Upper Saint King level? How could it deal with a Ghost Cultivator at the Middle Saint King level so easily? If we had arrived any later, that Upper Saint King being would probably have already annihilated this Middle Saint King Ghost Cultivator..." Emperor Wu said, slightly shocked.
What he just witnessed was almost beyond his imagination. How could there be such a powerful superior saintly being in this world?
"That superior Saint King being actually possesses such terrifying strength..." His mid-level Saint King ghost cultivator friend also gasped in astonishment.
At that moment, he recalled how he had chased after the other person and tried to stop him, and he couldn't help but feel a wave of fear.
Fortunately, he was a bit far away from the other party and didn't stop him. He recognized the middle-level Saint King in front of him. His strength was not higher than the other party's, and was even a bit weaker. Now, this middle-level Saint King ghost cultivator, if they had arrived any later, they would probably have been killed by that superior Saint King being.
How long has it been? Less than the time it takes to breathe? And yet such great damage has occurred!
If that superior saintly being had attacked him just now, how long could he have held out?
Thinking this way, he felt even more fortunate.
Fortunately, he was a bit far away from the other person and didn't catch up.
"Carso, what happened just now? How did that tiny creature injure you so badly?" Emperor Wu stepped in front of the mid-level Saint King ghost cultivator and asked in a deep voice.
At this moment, he was even more certain that his friend behind him was right. That being at the superior Saint King level likely possessed a very powerful magic weapon. However, he still needed to ask more carefully about the specifics so that he could be mentally prepared.
"Karso greets the Martial Emperor! I was just refining a magic weapon when, without knowing what happened, that being attacked me as soon as it entered the thirty-fifth heaven..." Karso, a mid-level Saint King ghost cultivator, secretly groaned. His barely formed ghost body hurriedly bowed, speaking with great trepidation.
As fate would have it, the ghost cultivator who came was none other than the Martial Emperor, one of the Nine Emperors and the Lord of the Thirty-Fifth Heaven, and the mid-level Saint King ghost cultivator Black Face. He hoped that the Martial Emperor and Black Face would ignore him and go about their business, but unfortunately, they were still targeted.
Upon hearing Emperor Wu inquire about the superior sage-king, he was momentarily unsure of the Emperor Wu's relationship with that superior sage-king and dared not tell the truth.
"Huh? You dare not tell the truth? Are you looking for death!" However, before Karso could finish speaking, the Martial Emperor's gaze turned cold, and he said in a deep voice.
Karso forgot that if he hadn't been injured, he could have concealed his thoughts, making them half-true and half-false, which might have fooled Emperor Wu. But now he was seriously injured, and his soul was in a state of disarray, so he could no longer hide the many thoughts in his mind. Emperor Wu immediately noticed that his words were untrue.
"boom!"
Before he finished speaking, a terrifying domain power rose from the Martial Emperor and quickly suppressed Karso.
The ghostly body that Kalso had just begun to condense was almost completely destroyed by this terrifying domain power. Kalso was horrified and hurriedly shouted, "Emperor Wu, spare me! Emperor Wu, spare me! It wasn't that being that attacked me first; I attacked it first, and it retaliated, which is why I was so badly injured..."
"Is that so? Tell me in detail, or I'll kill you if you dare to lie again!" Emperor Wu said coldly.
"I dare not, I dare not do it again..." The mid-level Saint King Ghost Cultivator Karso hurriedly told Emperor Wu what had just happened, no longer daring to hide anything.
"In that case, the sword in the hands of that superior saintly being might be an extremely powerful magic weapon..." Emperor Wu said thoughtfully after listening.
Many years have passed since he broke through the thirty-fifth heaven of the Netherworld and became one of the nine emperors of the Netherworld. He still does not have a suitable weapon, so this information is very much to his liking.
Carso kept his head down, not daring to interrupt.
"Hmph! You lied to me before, so you may be spared the death penalty, but you will not escape punishment. Go and reflect on your actions in the cycle of reincarnation!" However, the next moment, Emperor Wu raised his eyes to look at Karso, snorted coldly, and said.
"boom!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he flipped his hand and struck Carso with a palm, causing Carso's body to explode immediately.
"Boom!!"
Subsequently, under the control of his large hand, Carso's entire soul body continuously condensed and exploded. At first, Carso was still screaming and begging for mercy, but later his voice became weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared.
In just a moment, a mid-level Saint King ghost cultivator perished.
He put away a black soul crystal bead and some spatial items.
In the Netherworld, a mid-level Saint King is already a top-tier cultivator. The soul crystal of a mid-level Saint King ghost cultivator is extremely precious to him. Normally, he wouldn't necessarily kill the other party if he encountered them, especially at this crucial moment.
However, if the opponent is seriously injured and he can easily defeat him, then he shouldn't blame him for reaping the benefits.
This is the Netherworld!
The real-world underworld!
The cruel underworld!
He spared the other person in the end and even allowed them to reincarnate, which was already an extraordinary act of mercy!
Although it was because he needed some methods to completely annihilate the opponent's true spirit, which might take some time, it was indeed merciful compared to the Netherworld's methods of exterminating everyone!
After all, who knows if the other party will rise again after reincarnation, regain their past life memories, and become a problem?
“Even if I wanted to kill a mid-level Saint King Ghost Cultivator, it wouldn’t be an easy task. That superior Saint King was able to easily kill a mid-level Saint King Ghost Cultivator with just a sword. That sword is definitely not a simple magic weapon…” The Martial Emperor looked up at the direction of the thirty-sixth heaven, his heart slightly excited.
If that sword is truly powerful, obtaining it will undoubtedly allow him to advance even further in strength. At their level, advancing even half a step is incredibly difficult. What could possibly excite him more than allowing them to further improve their strength?
"boom!"
The next moment, Emperor Wu punched open the boundary between the thirty-fifth and thirty-sixth heavens, and entered the thirty-sixth heaven with his mid-level Saint King friend, Black Face.
"Boom!!"
The space of the thirty-sixth heaven is undergoing a tremendous change, as if the world has just been created. Various yin-attribute energies are surging and churning, and there is a tendency for them to spread rapidly outward from the thirty-sixth heaven.
"This is... the thirty-seventh heaven has been broken?" The moment Emperor Wu entered the thirty-sixth heaven with his friend Black Face, he saw this scene and his eyes widened in disbelief.
He had once broken through a new level of the Netherworld, the thirty-fifth level. He was very familiar with this scene. He had dreamed countless times of breaking through a new level of the Netherworld, but he had never been able to do it. However, he had always recalled this scene, so it left a very deep impression on him.
This is the commotion of the opening of a new heaven, and this is the thirty-sixth heaven space... So it is obvious what happened here!
The thirty-seventh heaven of the Netherworld... seems to have been broken!
According to the previous pattern, the Netherworld is about to open a great new chapter!
"What? The thirty-seventh heaven has been broken?" The Black-Faced Ghost Cultivator, a mid-level Saint King and friend of Emperor Wu, was also shocked and couldn't believe it when he heard Emperor Wu's surprised words.
The thirty-six heavens of the Netherworld have been established for many years. The thirty-seventh heaven, being the beginning of a new small entity, led many ghost cultivators to believe that it would be a very long time before a new powerful ghost cultivator would break through it.
Blackface himself had fantasized that one day he might break through the thirty-seventh heaven of the Netherworld. At that time, he would be the master of the thirty-seventh heaven, becoming a supreme being and surpassing his friend, Emperor Wu.
Now that he sees the thirty-seventh heaven being broken by another cultivator, how can he not feel disheartened?
A new heaven in a living universe becomes increasingly difficult to break through as one progresses, and the Netherworld is no exception. He would occasionally try to gauge how far he was from breaking through the new heaven, but each time the result told him that he was still a very, very long way from breaking through the new heaven.
However, he always held onto a sliver of hope, which was now shattered in an instant.
He was still far from breaking through the thirty-seventh heaven. Now that the thirty-seventh heaven has been broken through by other cultivators, the newest heaven is the thirty-eighth heaven. How could he possibly break through it?
"Impossible! Brother Wu, you must be mistaken... Every time a new heaven is broken, the entire Netherworld is in turmoil. We didn't sense a thing before..." Then, Black Face shook his head and said, realizing something.
However, Emperor Wu did not reply to the dark-faced man's words.
He was even more reluctant than Blackface to see the Thirty-Seventh Heaven broken by other cultivators, but it was already a fact.
Just then, Emperor Wu saw a dark figure standing straight ahead, with a surging aura emanating from it. The dark figure stood there with its hands raised, its aura extremely transcendent.
"The Lord of the Thirty-Sixth Heaven! The Three-Eyed Emperor!"
Emperor Wu's pupils contracted slightly, and he said in a deep voice.
The Three-Eyed Emperor is famous for the third eye on his forehead, which possesses extremely powerful supernatural abilities. In addition, he is also a peak Saint King and has broken through the thirty-sixth heaven, making him an extremely powerful being in the Netherworld.
Naturally, he was also one of the Nine Emperors. Because he had three eyes, and his third eye was extremely powerful, he was named the Three-Eyed Emperor, one of the strongest among the Nine Emperors.
Was the Thirty-Seventh Heaven broken by the Three-Eyed Emperor?
The Three-Eyed Emperor is the master of the Thirty-Sixth Heaven and can control the spatial power of the Thirty-Sixth Heaven. If it was the Three-Eyed Emperor who broke through the Thirty-Seventh Heaven, then the commotion of breaking through the Thirty-Seventh Heaven could be concealed.
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