Chapter 872 - 870: The Nether Emperor Emerges
The God Trapping Array was broken and completely shattered.
Countless dust filled the air, bustling and covering people's sight.
Everyone was dazed, all looking in one direction, deep within Luo Feng Mountain, no... this mountain had already collapsed into ruins.
Yet in the dust-filled world, there stood a vague figure quietly.
"My Lord..." Someone called out, not knowing who.
The Divine Might silently spread out.
Centered on Luo Feng Mountain, the Qi Refiners and Ming Tribe beings within hundreds of thousands of miles clearly felt it, involuntarily wanting to kneel.
Their bodies trembled violently, pupils dilated, staring fixedly in that direction.
Their souls throbbed, uncontrollable, seemingly wanting to leave their bodies and walk towards that direction.
In an instant, the world fell silent, all sounds ceased.
At this moment, King Luo regained his senses. He had been busy slaying Qinglan and didn't notice that the God Trapping Array had already been broken, with seven Gods and the array's deity being entirely slain.
Now the array was broken, and the Nether Emperor emerged.
King Luo's face suddenly stiffened, his Adam's apple moving slightly, and like others, he stared in that direction.
Yet his gaze remained deep.
Nether Emperor, the Immortal One.
Long ago, he might have been very powerful, but now? Trapped for so many years, his state must be very poor, right?
Perhaps his realm has already declined a lot.
Cough!
Qinglan weakly opened his eyes, saw that figure in the dust, wanted to laugh, but was too tired, finally... he slowly closed his eyes, the last trace of vitality power within him completely dissipated.
"My Lord!"
"King!" a group of Qi Refiners exclaimed, deeply saddened.
The array had already been broken, the Nether Emperor had emerged, My Lord, why can't you hold on a little longer?
The enormous body lay quietly on the ruins, life completely extinguished.
A gentle breeze blew, the rich scent of blood wafted wantonly, touching countless people, causing them to feel deeply, their noses tingling.
The King, had fallen.
Behind them.
Chen Pingping frowned, he came late and didn't know what had happened, now... why did a King's fall touch so many people?
Guang Xiaoyu noticed his expression, sighed lightly, and explained in a low voice.
Upon hearing, Chen Pingping solemnly said, "I see."
"Among the four kings of the Netherworld, only Lord Qinglan was loyal, the other three had long betrayed Luo Feng Mountain and became lackeys of the Divine Clan," Moon God came over.
Heh!
Was too busy breaking the array to notice this lady, Guang Xiaoyu subconsciously grinned, "Sister is so bold."
Moon God: "..."
This sentence was not mockery, just a tease.
Moon God was pregnant with Chen Pingping's child, suppressed after returning to the Netherworld until the Power of Void Order appeared, then decided to give birth to An.
Afterwards, she entered the Valley of Death, Guang Xiaoyu guessed she wanted to find the Empress.
But couldn't meet them, had to come back.
Guang Xiaoyu could even deduce that if Senior Brother hadn't descended into the Netherworld, this Moon God would likely have upheaved Luo Feng Mountain and the Divine Clan.
"Mom, this is Madam," An ran out excitedly.
Madam!
Understood!
This fellow.
Moon God glanced at Chen Pingping, her gaze slightly resentful, then smiled, "Sister also has great courage, entering Luo Feng Mountain alone."
Guang Xiaoyu responded, "Not as much as sister!"
Chen Pingping listened to the two of them converse, their words though calm, were filled with tension, making him nervous, lacking any experience with this situation.
Fortunately, the two women were restrained, not going too far, especially now with the situation being perilous, the strong of the Divine Clan descending...
"He's moving, Lord Nether Emperor is about to emerge."
"Heaven's favor, hopefully this time Lord Nether Emperor makes the right choice."
"Has Lord Nether Emperor endured humiliation for years to finally erupt now?"
"Indeed... Nether Emperor has been enduring, now with the array broken, he no longer needs to endure." The Qi Refiners became excited.
Even many elderly Ming Tribe people shed tears, never expecting to see Lord Nether Emperor act before their deaths.
It turns out the past misunderstandings were all wrong, Lord Nether Emperor had been enduring without refuting or explaining.
On the ruins, in the dust, the vague figure gradually became clear, revealing a medium-built middle-aged man, ordinary in appearance, dressed quite retro.
Nether Emperor!
The controller of the Netherworld, the Immortal One, possessing absolutely formidable power.
In the long years past, he had the record of slaying Gods.
His power surpassed King Luo.
The reason King Luo could suppress the Netherworld and initiate the dark turmoil was all because the Nether Emperor was suppressed.
Thud!
Countless Ming Tribe people knelt one after another.
He did nothing but walked out quietly, yet... the world had changed.
People seemed to see the future of the Netherworld, the rising sun, fresh air, no longer that oppressive lifelessness...
And saw the prosperity of the Ming Tribe, the scenes of all major races rising.
"Qing!" the Nether Emperor murmured...
The next moment, he suddenly opened his eyes wide, and in a few steps rushed towards King Luo, his speed was fast, like a lightning bolt.
In the blink of an eye, he appeared before King Luo, gripping his neck, cold, chilling, fierce, slaughterous... the anger accrued over long years.
All emotions erupted in this moment, those eyes turning cold, like an abyss behind him, seemingly able to devour the human heart.
He lifted King Luo, leapt into the air, and then mercilessly smashed him down.
King Luo didn't even have time to react, his pupils constricting as his body was already sent flying, rolling several hundred miles away.
"My Lord..."
"Protect My Lord."
"Attack together!" The Divine Clan's experts behind him commanded, acting at once.
But their attacks, to the Nether Emperor, were like ants, utterly insignificant...
The Nether Emperor just gently waved his hand, a wisp of breeze blew by, and they were reduced to mere flesh and blood, their Divine Souls instantly annihilated.
People were shocked.
Even knowing the Nether Emperor was an immortal, an invincible presence within the Netherworld, but... witnessing the Nether Emperor act firsthand, no one could remain calm.
The elderly Ming Tribe people trembled, "Correct, the ancestors' records were like this, Lord Nether Emperor once slew Gods, he endured years of humiliation for the Netherworld, and we've always misunderstood him."
The Nether Emperor stepped forward, not waiting for King Luo to get up, he arrived, lifted his foot, and stomped down hard.
In an instant, the Power Path erupted.
Below, King Luo instantly felt a billion-jin mountain crushing down, his Dantian starting to crack, his body likewise, his Divine Soul dimmed.
He saw death approaching.
King Luo was horrified, finding it unbelievable, the Nether Emperor trapped for so many years, not only did his realm not decline, but instead grew stronger.
Why?
He coughed blood, staring at the Nether Emperor, and finally... there was fear in his eyes.
No one isn't afraid of death, even the youngest king in the history of the True Martial Dynasty, he was scared...
At this moment, he was extremely terrified, blood stained the corner of his mouth, he opened his mouth, seemingly wanting to say something, but... the Nether Emperor gave him no chance.
He lifted his body and threw it into the sky, then stepped forward, fist penetrating, drew out terrible crimson blood, and when it fell to the ground below, it collapsed with a rumble.
As if that wasn't blood, but a terrifying slaughter.
"Divine Clan!" the Nether Emperor said hoarsely.
The fourth attack, he was not in a hurry.
King Luo climbed up from the ground, full of fear, but he still gritted his teeth and threatened, "You dare attack me? If the True Martial Emperor knows, he will surely bring slaughter, annihilating all life in your Netherworld."
The Nether Emperor remained silent, stepping forward.
King Luo trembled, his face pale. The next moment, he turned and fled.
But a large hand reached from behind, grabbing his body, King Luo cried out in horror, "No, you can't kill me, I am the king of the True Martial Dynasty, you..."