Chapter 453 - 184: Peng of the Seven Hegemons! Paper Effigy Sedan and Demon Ghost Invasion
Chapter 453: Chapter 184: Peng of the Seven Hegemons! Paper Effigy Sedan and Demon Ghost Invasion
It tore away at a furious pace!
GLUG GLUG GLUG!
A moment passed after the Ghost Ship had vanished.
Suddenly, a patch of the Dead Sea’s surface began to bubble as if it were boiling water.
Then, ripples slowly spread out, layer by layer.
Unseen by anyone, in the deepest depths of the Sea of Deathly Silence.
A pair of enormous, crimson eyes, filled with endless brutality.
Suddenly flew open!
...
As ripples spread across the surface of the silent sea and the brutal eyes slowly opened on the seabed,
a ferocious head as large as a mountain stirred slowly in the dark depths below.
WHOOSH!
The great beast exhaled softly. From its nostrils, two invisible streams of air churned the deep sea in all directions, forming two hurricane-like vortexes that shot straight toward the surface.
But in an instant, the sea’s surface was once again deathly still.
The two breaths seemed to freeze within the seawater and slowly dissipated.
A glimmer of white light appeared in the great beast’s ferocious, brutal, crimson eyes. It then transformed into the image of a young man with white hair and white robes:
"Bai You!!"
A voice of infinite brutality echoed and spread through the depths of the sea.
Wherever it passed, the inky-black seawater roiled as if a volcano, dormant for a hundred million years, was on the verge of erupting.
"Hm?"
Jin Yunfeng, who was driving the Ghost Ship, suddenly felt a chill in his heart. He sensed a colossal, indescribable terror abruptly descend.
He couldn’t resist the urge to turn and look back.
"Pay it no mind."
Su Bai said lightly.
"If I have to intervene while we’re on his territory, then he wouldn’t be Bai You."
With his perception, even the slightest movement from the great beast naturally couldn’t escape his notice.
But Su Bai wasn’t concerned.
That Venerable Bai You isn’t dead yet.
How could someone who insists on even wearing white shoes—a clear sign of extreme fastidiousness—suffer such a humiliation?
WHOOSH!
As his voice drifted, the Ghost Ship sped across the sea’s surface.
Jin Yunfeng looked up. At some point, beneath the dissipating gloomy mist, a pitch-black coastline had appeared.
’Are we here?’
The thought spun in his mind as the Ghost Ship slowly came to a halt.
"Phew!"
Only then did Chen Shaoyou and the Nianxin Daoist Child, with cold sweat dripping down their faces, slowly open their eyes.
Their faces were deathly pale, as if they had completely collapsed from exhaustion.
The two of them staggered a few times before slowly getting to their feet, looking around as if in a daze.
"The elder was right. This truly was a fortunate encounter."
Watching the two of them, Jin Yunfeng was a bit surprised by their strange state.
Although they didn’t look well, it was as if they were pig iron that had been hammered and refined; their Mental Realms had grown sharper.
"Ancestral Master..."
After a moment, the dazed look on Chen Shaoyou’s face gradually faded. He stared at his own hands in disbelief.
He found it hard to describe the feeling—exhausted, yet light.
His body, in particular, felt as if a final barrier had been stripped away, allowing him to control it with even greater ease.
Su Bai, however, said nothing more. He had already stepped onto the shore.
Without even looking up, he could already see the great city in the distance.
The city was immense, like a primordial beast crouching on the plain. It stretched for tens of thousands of miles from north to south, far surpassing any city in the Mortal Realm!
The city was also extremely tall, rising from the ground and piercing deep into the clouds above.
Within the Netherworld, there was nothing taller.
It was like a celestial pillar supporting the entire Netherworld!
No city in the mortal world could compare.
It was more than just magnificent.
It was simply indescribable.
Even Su Bai was somewhat surprised; Chen Shaoyou and the others were completely awestruck.
This was not just a city, but the core of this realm, the hub of everything.
It was the final home of the dead and a forbidden zone for the living.
The Netherworld City.
WOO! WOO!
As they gazed at the distant city with varied expressions, they heard a faint, almost illusory sobbing sound coming from the void.
Sometimes deep, sometimes shrill.
Every time it sounded, it stirred their emotions.
"A funeral dirge?"
A thought flashed through Jin Yunfeng’s mind. On his fleshless face, a wry expression—something between a laugh and a cry—actually appeared.
"The Netherworld’s way of welcoming guests is truly unexpected."
Chen Shaoyou and the Nianxin Daoist Child were also rather speechless.
Because as the funeral dirge played, they could already see several paper effigies in the distant, swirling mist, floating erratically as they carried a sedan chair toward them.
Rising and falling, they possessed a strange, eerie beauty.
Their speed seemed slow, but in reality, a single rise and fall covered dozens of miles.
Before long, the eight paper effigies with deathly pale faces, carrying the sedan chair, had stopped in front of the group.
Following behind them was a procession of Little Ghosts, banging and clattering.
It was these Little Ghosts who were playing the funeral dirge.
"We have come to welcome Elder Su, by order of the Second Master."
The eight paper effigies and the crowd of Little Ghosts all bowed and said in unison,
"We invite Elder Su to board the sedan."
There was only one sedan chair.
And the invitation was only for Su Bai.
Of course, Jin Yunfeng and the others had no objections.
However, when Su Bai had boarded the sedan and the paper effigies floated off into the distance amidst the banging and clattering of the Little Ghosts,
the expressions on the others’ faces changed completely.
The weakest among them had a Dao Palace Realm Cultivation, yet they actually couldn’t keep up with these Little Ghosts and a few paper-maché dummies!
"How is that possible?"
"How could we have lost them!?"
Chen Shaoyou’s expression changed drastically.
Straining his eyes to see into the distance, he could only see the gloomy mist, without a single figure in sight.
They had actually been left behind!
Even for someone like Jin Yunfeng, a fleshless body of white bone, it was a bit of a humiliation.
To say nothing of Chen Shaoyou and the Nianxin Daoist Child.
The three of them looked at each other, momentarily speechless.
"No, that’s not right!"
"This Netherworld is different from the Mortal Realm. After entering, we’ve been subjected to many restrictions. A thousand of our steps might not even equal one of those paper effigies’."
"It’s not that they’re fast, it’s that we’ve been running in place!"
After sensing his surroundings for a long while, Jin Yunfeng finally spoke in a low voice,
"Is this a ghost wall?"
"But how could a ghost wall be this powerful?"
The Nianxin Daoist Child was also shocked and uncertain.
He had naturally heard of ghost walls.
But that was something that only affected mortals; a Cultivator’s perception and sensitivity could easily break through it.
Not to mention their Cultivation was far from weak.
With their level of Cultivation, even an Array set up by a Feather Transformation Realm expert couldn’t possibly fool them without them noticing a single flaw.
"This is the Netherworld. Anything can happen here."
Jin Yunfeng gazed at the great city in the distance, knowing in his heart that although the city was visible, they could not advance any further toward it.
Even though he was only a step away from the Feathered Transformation Realm, he was still not qualified to meet the esteemed Venerable Bai You.
He even suspected that perhaps even those in the Feathered Transformation Realm were not qualified enough for Venerable Bai You to grant them an audience.
Otherwise, the legendary Great Feathered Transformation True Masters who entered the Netherworld wouldn’t have all vanished without a trace.
"It seems that Master Qi only wishes to see Ancestral Master."
Chen Shaoyou’s expression calmed, but a chill crept into his heart.
This Venerable Bai You was even more terrifying and domineering than the legends claimed.
Perhaps, just as he suspected, this Venerable Bai You was no longer in the Spirit Immortal Realm.
Ever since coming to this realm and hearing the legends of the Eight Lords of the Netherworld, he had always found it somewhat incredible.
That the eight powerful beings who suppressed the Seven Heroes and Three Li before the time of the Elder Celestial Master had only left behind the four-word legend of the "Netherworld Venerable Lord Sacrifice" for future generations.
This matter filled his heart with immense doubt.
In fact, during the three years he had followed Cui Yanliang on his tour of the world, he had been constantly gathering various legends and detailed records about the Seven Heroes and Three Li.
But the more he collected, the more incredible he found it.
He feared that these eight individuals had already reached an extremely terrifying Realm.
Especially the Netherworld Venerable Master, who he feared had already surpassed the Celestial Mandate and ascended to the legendary True Immortal realm!
WHOOSH!
A sinister wind swept past.
Jin Yunfeng’s heart suddenly stirred.
He turned to look back.
In midair, a sinister wind erupted, and the sky-filling gloomy mist roiled and burst apart.
A giant, deathly-pale hand descended from the heavens, reaching for the three of them.
"The aura of the living... so sweet and delicious!"
"You’re courting death!"
Chen Shaoyou was already seething with frustration, and the sight of a Demon Ghost attacking gave him an immediate outlet.
With just a cold shout, rolling thunder split the sky and descended from above.
He might be meek and subservient before his Ancestral Master, but that didn’t mean he had no temper at all.
In fact, he cultivated the Thunder Skill passed down by Cui Yanliang, and his attacks were quite ferocious!
BOOM! RUMBLE!
In an instant, streaks of Thunder Dragons tore through the layers of gloomy mist and, with an earth-shattering ghostly shriek, completely engulfed the giant, pale hand.
"The aura of the living is certainly conspicuous. It’s only been a moment, and a Demon Ghost has already come looking for trouble."
The Nianxin Daoist Child looked up and scanned his surroundings. Within the dense gloomy mist, countless Demon Ghosts were writhing madly like a terrifying tide.
They were all roaring.
And lunging savagely!