Chapter 1633: Chapter 1633
The King of Souls and three others narrowly gathered eighty-one "black bricks". The dark energy here was incredibly strong, which allowed the Drowned Ghost Princess to level up here and finally cross the Seventh Level!
They even managed to conquer the fragments of the Yama Hall’s Chaotic Void. But when they came to the few hundred semi-independent voids in the Eighteen Hells, they were stumped. Azure Dragon just took a glance and bluntly suggested, "Give up. Unless that kid comes by himself, it’ll be a dead end for you guys."
The King of Souls was ready to "die for their Honored Lord and Young Master", but then he heard the Young Master’s voice: "That’s enough, come back."
Although they were preparing to return, Meredith and others didn’t want to give up on this place. It was just too suitable for the cultivation of Underworld creatures. So, using Bridge Tiles, they established a teleportation site here, turning the last semi-independent void they conquered - and the closest one to the shattered Eighteen Hells - into a "bridgehead". They decided to leave someone here to stand guard and observe the Eighteen Hells, and take advantage of the environmental benefit for cultivation.
They all plan to take turns in the future, and even Treasure Ghost Judge will be part of the rotation.
With his back to the Drowned Ghost Princess, the King of Souls signaled Corpse Fiend and Lord of the Skeleton Sea. They immediately showed a cooperative and fraternal attitude, saying to the Drowned Ghost Princess, "Let’s give this opportunity to our little sister first. Her realm is the lowest; she can stay here to cultivate and catch up."
With her eyebrows frowning, the Drowned Ghost Princess thought, ’Leave me here? How am I supposed to ... serve our Honored Lord and Young Master then? I don’t want to stay here, I want to go back.’
But her realm was indeed low. Not only was she declining in her usefulness in the Miniature Underworld, but she could also not present herself in front of the Honored Lord and Young Master.
After some hesitation, she reluctantly agreed. But before the King of Souls and others left, she quietly spoke to Corpse Fiend, who she thought she had the best relationship with: "Take good care of home for me. Don’t let those seductive female ghosts get anywhere near our Honored Lord or Young Master!"
Corpse Fiend looked at her, somewhat speechless. Drowned Ghost Princess explained: "It’s clear your stubborn mind won’t understand. With the existence of our Miniature Underworld, especially if it eventually gets upgraded to Underworld, there must be a ghost from a concubine’s origin by the Honored Lord or Young Master’s side!"
She twanged her sharp, half-foot-long nails, which shimmered like cold metal, her face fierce: "Hmph! This position is mine! If anyone dares to steal it, I’ll scratch her slutty face to pieces!"
Corpse Fiend simply nodded in agreement.
When the King of Souls and others left, the Drowned Ghost Princess was left alone in the semi-void. She looked around and cursed, "Damn this haunting place". But she didn’t realize, she was meant to live in a "haunted" place.
The Drowned Ghost Princess decided she would work extra hard and diligently cultivate, quickly increase her realm level. That meant... she would dedicate four Shichen every day... no, three Shichen a day for cultivation. That seriously cut down the time she could spend sleeping and daydreaming.
The master and disciples of Azure Jade Temple were utterly distressed. They had only gotten halfway across the Path of Netherworld, and yet they were full of wounds, uncertain how long they could hold out.
Just earlier, one of the disciples couldn’t dodge in time and had his left hand and forearm cut off by what seemed like a layer of void acting just like a guillotine. The severed hand fell into the obscure chaotic void and vanished without trace.
Although the master and disciples had advanced their realms, they severely lacked knowledge accumulation, had very few spiritual pills and magical treasures, and were really risking their lives by venturing on to the Path of Netherworld.
"Let’s rest a bit, and heal." With a look at the road ahead, the Old Taoist Priest assessed, "I think we’ve covered half our journey. As long as we persevere and get past the remaining half, we will reach the Netherworld, thus completing our Ancestral Master’s mission!"
What if they learned from Meredith that the more dangerous, fragmentary Netherworld lies behind the Path of Netherworld, would they fall into despair?
The three of them, including the King of Souls, returned to the Miniature Underworld. Meredith instructed them to melt these black bricks into the Miniature Underworld. King of Souls did as instructed, the black bricks smoothly became the foundational structure of the Miniature Underworld’s Rules.
So, in the Miniature Underworld, all Unique Cultivators watched in horror as the once "little stream" roared and widened becoming a vast river. Some of the powerful Unique Cultivators used to be able to fly across, but a glance at it now filled them with reverence. It was no longer an idea to "fly across", and they all knew this river had truly become the "River of Forgetfulness", possessing supreme power to drown everything and sever past and present lives!
The only path across this river was the bridge that stood on the river - Rebirth Bridge.
With the formation of the River of Forgetfulness, a crude-constructed, ravaged wooden bridge that looked ready to tumble anytime, possibly dumping anyone on it into the river, appeared on the water.
Also, thanks to the formation of the River of Forgetfulness, the Miniature Underworld seemed to expand, becoming endless.
Touching his chin, Meredith had a wicked idea: "We are missing a ’witch’ on the bridge huh. How about...we get the Drowned Ghost Princess to do it? Hehehe..."
The Miniature Underworld was still expanding. This upgrade was substantial and needed a long time. The King of Souls had politely returned the Chop God Platform and Gourd Elder to Meredith.