Chapter 961: Chapter 961

Chapter 961: Chapter 125: Netherworld King Meets Netherworld King

Amidst the sweeping waves of sound, the main boat began to turn!

Under the impact of the airwaves, all the source energy boats were thrown into turmoil, teetering unsteadily—

At this moment, both Osmond and Lin Lin understood the true significance of this siege… These extraordinary creatures didn’t care at all about their own “deaths”, using their bodies to surround the main boat toward Black Snow Mountain, and then waiting for the arrival of the great explosion from the far sky.

Under the sound waves’ sweep.

Lu Zhe, on the summit of Black Snow Mountain, resisted the fierce wind as he dashed down the mountain.

His figure constantly disappeared and reappeared.

“Instantaneous Movement” was an enormously consuming ability, but at this moment, Lu Zhe used it again and again!

Compared to the great explosion, he was more concerned about Mu Wanqiu… Xiao Qiu should be at the latter part of the Duolu River, hoping Her Majesty the Empress would protect her, she mustn’t end up at the explosion’s epicenter.

Lu Zhe prayed as he accelerated.

This time entering the Disaster Realm, his task was actually only one—

To protect the safety of this North Continent S-rank!

The waters of the Nether River were still relatively calm.

The surging waves overturned and swallowed the ashes Gu Shen had scattered.

From now on, “Meng Xiao” would no longer exist in this world; this Blessed Son of Light City had already “gloriously” merged into the Nether River, though he wouldn’t be lonely, for at the bottom of the Nether River, there were hundreds of Holy Judges accompanying him.

“It’s time to leave.”

Gu Shen mercilessly scattered the entire remains of Duke Zhen Yue into the Nether River, not leaving a trace, then clapped his hands.

In the distance, from the end of the Nether River, came the rumble of sound.

That should be the sound of the traveller charging through the gate.

“Not sure what’s happening on the main control boat side?”

This journey to the Nether River, for Gu Shen, was essentially satisfactory; he obtained the black gemstone containing “spiritual poison” and successfully broke through the barrier of the Transcendent.

The only headache was the aftermath of killing Meng Xiao…

But where else would be more suitable for burial than the Nether River?

At this moment, Gu Shen noticed a hint of trance in Mu Wanqiu’s expression.

She sat on the Judge’s back, her eyes wandering, constantly gazing into the distance of the Nether River, her spiritual power vaguely showing signs of drifting… The direction she gazed at was the Dark Origin shrouded in mist.

Even as the “Netherworld King,” Gu Shen didn’t want to touch it at this moment.

The Nether River had already manifested; there would be opportunities to return in the future.

“Gu Shen… haven’t you felt… the summons?”

Mu Wanqiu bit her tongue tip.

She spoke in a daze and confusion: “Right there…”

When resolving the nightmare of the Holy Judges, Gu Shen had entered Mu Wanqiu’s Spirit Sea.

He knew very well what Mu Wanqiu had seen… That scene was indeed breathtaking.

The boundless Nether River, prostrating beneath the throne, with raging waves, the “Netherworld King” concealed on the throne, shrouded by mist, commoners unable to glimpse its true form.

Under the guidance of this dream.

Beholding the face of the Netherworld King became Mu Wanqiu’s deepest longing.

At this moment…she was just a tiny step away from the dream’s end.

Gu Shen was silent for a moment, then asked, “Do you want to see the end of the Nether River?”

Mu Wanqiu didn’t know that the Netherworld King of twenty years ago was already dead.

The Netherworld King stood before her at this moment.

The moment the guiding voice in the dream appeared, it shook her Heart Lake, and despite her efforts to resist, she ultimately failed.

Mu Wanqiu’s voice was hoarse, murmuring, “I… I don’t know…”

Somewhere along the line, that nightmare had become a haunting specter of her mind.

Gu Shen witnessed this scene, a situation he was not unfamiliar with, the former Netherworld King was an extremely domineering character, anyone he took an interest in would be corrupted by an irresistible evil spirit… the golden spike flowers were so, Mu Wanqiu was so.

Under this black gem’s influence, the direct purpose of the Nether River spreading “spiritual poison” over the years was to develop the “Undead Army” for the Pure Land!

If those who died from the poison were soldiers.

Then “special beings” compatible with the Nether River’s nightmare were higher-level “Apostles.”

In fact, Mu Wanqiu was the Apostle chosen by the Netherworld King through the Nether River.

Her abilities matched the Nether River perfectly.

If Gu Shen did not intervene… then it wouldn’t be long before her mind gradually became “unstable,” though such instability might not be perceptible to outsiders.

For instance… she would become indifferent to life, wouldn’t care how many people she killed, and might even take pleasure in killing.

To be a qualified “Netherworld King’s Apostle” was to carry forward the Pure Land.

“I’ll accompany you.”

After contemplating for a few seconds, Gu Shen made the decision.

It wasn’t that he wasn’t afraid of death.

But he also wanted to see the sight at the end of the Nether River.

So far, the only transcendent who had reached the end should be General Bai Xi of the Third Legion, but unfortunately, the information returned was too vague, making it difficult to glean useful insights.

Gu Shen was very curious.

Was Mu Wanqiu’s dream a real vision…

If it was, then what did the face of the “Netherworld King” on the throne look like?

Regarding the true identity of the “Devil,” Gu Shen has always harbored doubts. Going to the end of the Nether River might not yield answers… but at least some incorrect options can be eliminated.

The earth-shaking sound grew heavier.

Two figures sped through the air above the Nether River.

The Judge, holding a large banner, resembled an eagle, stirring up turbulent waves.

On the other side, Gu Shen and Mu Wanqiu advanced together. He merely unfolded a small domain, projecting the “Pure Land” onto himself. Relying on just this small trace of Domain Power, his speed was on par with the Judge’s.

Though both were of the third tier, there was a qualitative difference.

Mu Wanqiu looked at Gu Shen with a complex expression.

She knew that a Three Realms Transcendent had crossed an insurmountable chasm. No matter how skilled her Judge was, he couldn’t possibly be a match for Gu Shen with the Pure Land Domain.

But what truly complicated her feelings wasn’t this fact.

It was her competitive spirit. After joining the Investigation Corps, Mu Wanqiu had never conceded defeat. If she encountered a Transcendent stronger than herself, the only thought in her mind was to cultivate and then defeat him!

Even the captain was !

But when she met Gu Shen… she couldn’t muster any sense of competition. Being near Gu Shen, her constantly turbulent Heart Lake would miraculously calm down.

Why exactly was this?

Could it be the spiritual influence silently exuded by the S-class “Blazing Fire”?

While she was thus lost in thought, a giant wave suddenly crashed over, bringing Mu Wanqiu’s mind back to the real world. She saw the “end of the Nether River” that General Bai Xi mentioned.

The latter half of this great river connected with the Skytop. Where was there any true end?

The distant dome was shrouded in a faint shadow. That shadow was the “Throne” from her dream, mist swirling around it, forming a vague outline of the colossal Throne.

Amid the raging waves, the Judge, no matter how hard he tried, couldn’t move forward…

The scene of a Netherworld King meeting a Netherworld King was indeed rare, but unfortunately, even though Gu Shen stared at the Throne for a long time, he couldn’t discern the true appearance of the shadow. But it wasn’t without gain.

The aura of the Devil and the Netherworld King was very similar, and both obscured their appearances.

Even if they weren’t the same person.

They must be of the same origin!

He turned his gaze to the Origin Stone of Disaster Realm lying beneath the shadow… it was indeed ancient scripture, looking identical to the “Duolu” in human language. Unfortunately, this Nether River had already reached its end, and the specific appearance of the distant scene could no longer be explored.

Perhaps that Throne truly existed.

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But… too many “maybes” were meaningless now.

Gu Shen spoke softly, but he received no reply.

Gu Shen narrowed his eyes slightly.

He saw the Judge, suspended over the raging sea, struggling violently amidst the waves, gradually losing consciousness. Sitting on its back, Mu Wanqiu gazed vacantly at the majestic shadow of the Skytop, her pupils slowly enveloped by darkness.

The nightmare planted by the Nether River began to sprout at this moment.

The evil spirit of the previous “Netherworld King” started to invade Mu Wanqiu’s Spirit Sea… this was his method, domineering, cold, unreasonable.

If he had his eye on someone, he would definitely “bring them under his command.”

Even if it meant using “enticement.”

Unfortunately, Mu Wanqiu was not alone.

“It’s just as I expected…”

Gu Shen looked toward the tall Divine Throne sitting at the end of the long river, coldly mocking, “You’ve done all kinds of evil things; you truly deserve to die.”

The silent shadow that covered the entire Nether River overlooked everything.

This silence seemed like a response to Gu Shen.

As if saying, “What can you do to me?”

Gu Shen took out a ring artifact.

It was an “unknown object” he obtained from the Taoyuan Mountain tomb, with irrational traits similar to an iron sword.

This ring artifact could absorb all spirits!

It could even devour all of the Divine Thought from the Southern Continent’s Storm God’s Throne!

Once the ring was taken out, the fierce winds at the end of the Nether River intensified. Countless black mists imbued with sinister power rolled toward Gu Shen, but Gu Shen’s expression remained unchanged…

He lightly tapped his finger.

The unconscious Judge gained a moment of clarity.

The cherished “flame” it held suddenly leapt out, jumping into the Judge’s forehead, and sparked a brilliant light in Mu Wanqiu’s forehead!

Blazing fire entered, directly into the Spirit Sea!

Gu Shen saw the nightmare continuously reflecting in Mu Wanqiu’s Heart Lake at that moment and also saw the nightmare seed planted by the “Nether River.” He aimed at Mu Wanqiu’s forehead and ruthlessly reached out to grab it…

A crack opened in Mu Wanqiu’s forehead, blood trickling down.

She closed her eyes tightly, her expression suddenly pale, and from that bloody crack, a strand of struggling, twisting black mist was pulled out!

Gu Shen directly threw it into the ring artifact.

The ring artifact accepted everything, emitting clear sounds of grinding and destruction. It was chewing this strand of black mist!

Notions of ominousness, disasters, Netherworld King…

Once swallowed by the ring, they would all be shattered, completely severed from the outside world.