Chapter 459 - 186: Fire Monkey Treads the Heavens, Great Sage Equal to Heaven! Hei Ming Awakens
Chapter 459: Chapter 186: Fire Monkey Treads the Heavens, Great Sage Equal to Heaven! Hei Ming Awakens
He finally nodded slowly.
"Alright!"
...
Above the heavens, a gloomy mist swept through.
Within the Netherworld, the various Demon Ghosts, their souls still shaken, continued to flee without stopping.
Jin Yunfeng and the others stood in the ruins of a city, staring into the far distance where the gloomy mist roiled. For a moment, they were all lost in a daze.
’Who... won and who lost?’
"Hero Jin, what... what should we do?"
Thoughts tumbled chaotically in Chen Shaoyou’s mind, leaving him at a loss.
His theory was too terrifying—so terrifying that he felt suffocated just thinking about it, not even daring to speak it aloud.
Jin Yunfeng didn’t look at him. He continued to gaze toward the Netherworld Giant City, his voice low as he said:
"Wait!"
This Netherworld is like a cage. Without someone to lead the way, not even a Feathered expert could enter or leave freely.
All they could do now was wait.
Besides that, there was nothing else they could do at all.
The Nianxin Daoist Child sat cross-legged amidst the rubble. He had produced an ancient book from somewhere and began flipping through it, muttering to himself.
"Netherworld Venerable Lord Sacrifice..."
SPLASH!
On the Netherworld Ocean Floor, the head of a giant roc lifted and then fell again. A trace of disappointment flickered in its crimson, violent eyes.
’Why did they stop?’
’Keep fighting...’
It let out a low roar in its heart, causing the entire Sea of Netherworld to begin to tremble slightly.
It didn’t know who this suddenly appeared Daoist was, but after a single clash, it could already tell.
This Daoist was no ordinary person. Even Bai You, shouldering the burden of Venerable Hei Ming, might not have been able to defeat him.
But events did not unfold according to its will.
"Hm?"
Su Bai’s heart stirred slightly as well.
He knew that the word "Alright" was not meant for him, but for someone else.
Because, as Bai You’s voice faded...
...Venerable Hei Ming, who had been sitting back-to-back with him in silence for thousands of years, had slowly raised his head.
They were clearly sitting back-to-back. Based on their positions, Su Bai shouldn’t have been able to see Hei Ming at all.
But Su Bai saw him.
Venerable Hei Ming wasn’t actually that dark. His skin was bronze, and above a high-bridged nose, his eyes—pitch black, without a trace of white—slowly regained clarity after a moment of daze.
Then, Su Bai heard the first words Hei Ming spoke after his revival:
"Second Brother, stop for now."
His voice was hoarse and sharp, like two pieces of iron grinding against each other—quite grating, yet it radiated a vibrant vitality.
Like the newly risen morning sun.
If Bai You’s aura was the condensation of endless deathly energy, then Hei Ming was the convergence of all vitality.
Together, they were known in the Netherworld as the Venerable Guardians of Life and Death.
The two were interdependent yet mutually restraining. It was precisely because of this subtle connection that Bai You had been able to use his own origin to preserve Hei Ming’s final sliver of life force.
Only now was there a chance for him to be revived.
"Venerable Hei Ming..."
Su Bai’s gaze narrowed slightly.
Bai You had stopped, of course, because of this Venerable Hei Ming.
In the world today, he was probably the only one who could change Bai You’s desire to fight.
However, this was not a good thing for Bai You.
Because for one person’s origin to support two people of similar Cultivation levels, the burden on Bai You was far, far too great.
In fact, if it weren’t for this, the aftershock from their clash would never have spread to the Netherworld Giant City.
"Big Brother..."
Bai You softly called out his brother’s name, a gentle smile appearing on his otherwise cold face.
Just like a younger brother from an ordinary family admiring his older sibling, every trace of coldness and killing intent was gone.
If the Demon Ghosts and Cultivators who had died by his hand over countless years were to see this, they would probably question their entire existence.
In fact, on the Netherworld Ocean Floor, that world-shaking Great Demon was so stunned it almost thought it was seeing things.
"Second Brother, it has been hard on you all these years..."
A trace of warmth entered Hei Ming’s voice, as if he had just broken free from a millennium of silence and was recalling bits and pieces of the past.
"We’re brothers. What are you talking about?"
Bai You shook his head gently, his voice growing even softer:
"I’m very happy that you’re back."
The two brothers, Black and White, sat back-to-back, their voices filled with joy.
But unfortunately, bound by some invisible force, the two could not separate and thus could not see each other at all.
And as Hei Ming revived and his aura recovered, the aura on Bai You began to recede slowly. In the end, the two maintained a state of extremely delicate balance.
Just like the Sealed Space that had previously imprisoned Toad Wrath, the energies of life and death were independent yet interdependent.
The two brothers spoke of their reunion after a long separation, oblivious to everyone else.
Su Bai stood in the distance, watching quietly, neither interrupting nor leaving.
After a long while, Bai You looked at Su Bai again, his calm gaze holding a hint of regret:
"Now, I really can’t kill you..."
For thousands of years, or perhaps even longer, besides the Seven Heroes and Three Li, and the Monarch of the Netherworld, there seemed to be no one else in the world worthy of him taking action against.
Even with this Su Bai, before they had truly clashed, he hadn’t paid him much mind.
Over the long eons, he had seen too many prodigies, too many masters, yet not a single one could withstand even one of his moves.
There were even those who rampaged across the mortal world who, upon reaching the Feathered realm, would go completely insane just from a single glance at him.
If it were possible, he truly wanted to fight with all his strength, to clash with this person the Venerable Lord valued so highly, and unleash a heaven-storming killing intent.