"Ahaha, what a good name, what a good name, hehe..." Long Chen felt his face stiffen, trying to force a smile, but it felt as if his face had been plastered and stiffened.
Although he couldn't see his own condition, Long Chen knew that his smile must be very unpleasant right now.
"This gate is called Kunxie. It's a gate of death. Even if you tear down this Nether God Hall, it won't open.
The Gate of Trapping Evil lies behind it the evil demons trapped across the heavens and worlds. Every 48,000 years, the reverse gate of the Gate of Trapping Evil opens once. Endless evil demon souls will flood into the hundred domains and thousand provinces, slaughtering all living beings across the world. The Underworld God looked at the main door expressionlessly and said.
The Underworld God had said so much, which surprised Long Chen; he seemed to see a turning point.
The Nether God didn't kill him at first sight, which meant there was still room for maneuver. However, the Nether God's face was expressionless, neither joyful nor angry, and his gaze was deep and terrifying. Long Chen had seen countless people, and anyone could tell his general character without saying a word, but at least he knew what to say to the right person.
But when he encountered this Nether God who looked exactly like Leng Yueyan, Long Chen was completely helpless. For the first time in his life, he felt so small and powerless.
"May I ask, what exactly is a hundred domains and a thousand provinces?" Long Chen really didn't know what to say, so he could only follow her lead, his mind racing—what should he do?
While his mind raced, his eyes were secretly sizing up the Underworld God. He hadn't dared to look at her before, but now that he was closer, Long Chen realized that the black dress the Underworld God was wearing was actually made up of countless black runes.
The runes were as tiny as dust. Long Chen noticed that every rune on the clothes had a strange rhythm fluctuating, as if representing some kind of law worshipping her.
The strapless top on the chest curved gracefully, the dress was jet black as ink, and the chest was as white as snow—the impact was overwhelming.
The worst part was, Long Chen actually thought of the beautiful scene when he tore open her skirt.
"Gulp..."
Long Chen unknowingly swallowed hard. That swallow was no big deal—in the grand hall, where pins could be heard, it sounded like thunder, as if echoes reverberated in the empty hall.
The Nether God, who had been quietly watching the Gate of Trapped Evil, slowly turned his head, showing no trace of anger on his face, seemingly unconcerned about Long Chen's dirty thoughts.
Her eyes, like sapphires, quietly looked at Long Chen and said calmly, "
Speak, how do you want to die?"
Long Chen: "Can you tell the truth?" "
Underworld God:" Sure. Long
Chen: "I don't want to die." The
Underworld God shook his head: "That's impossible. You have desecrated my body and left my heart dusted. If I don't kill you, I won't be able to wash away my knots, so you must die." Long
Chen gave a bitter smile: "Is there really no room for negotiation?" "
No, death is your only destination." The Nether God looked coldly at Long Chen, his tone carrying a supreme divine might.
It seemed like a verdict. Upon hearing this, Long Chen felt a joy of resignation, as if he no longer had to worry or be troubled, as if death was a kind of release. Long Chen even felt a sense of longing.
Long Chen actually had the urge to kill himself, but just as the thought arose, he suddenly woke up, drenched in cold sweat, and stared at the Nether God in terror.
In the beautiful eyes of the Underworld God, there was a hint of surprise as he said, "You really are not an ordinary human, yet you can resist my words and laws." At
this moment, Long Chen's forehead was covered in sweat, his eyes filled with shock. The Nether God made no move, but he nearly caused him to commit suicide. In front of the Nether God, Long Chen felt his will was so insignificant.
"Whew." Long Chen's
Dragon Bone Evil Moon was in hand, and he pointed at the Nether God, saying, "Since you want to kill me, I have no choice but to fight to the death." Although
this person looked exactly like Leng Yueyan, Long Chen knew she was not Leng Yueyan; she was a deity, the ruler of the underworld.
Long Chen knew this was the Underworld God's home turf, and he had no chance at all. Still, he took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and forced himself to gather his fighting will.
But when facing the Nether God, Long Chen was like a man standing against the entire universe galaxy—so insignificant, so insignificant. The gods were truly irresistible.
Long Chen noticed that he was holding the Dragon Bone Evil Moon, pointing at the Nether God, but it was as ridiculous as threatening a giant dragon with a banana. That sense of weakness and despair made one feel deeply powerless.
"You can actually bring external things into the Underworld. Long Chen, you truly amaze me." The Nether God smiled faintly, a smile that could captivate all living beings, but in that smile, Long Chen saw the summoning of death.
The Underworld God's will to kill him was unwavering. Long Chen no longer hesitated, thrusting the Evil Moon Dragon Bone forward with his hand in his hand.
Long Chen's Dragon Bone Evil Moon was only a few inches from the center of the Nether God's brow, yet with his thrust, it seemed to pierce through countless layers of obstacles. His power was rapidly depleting, and the three-inch distance felt like a barrier across thousands of rivers and mountains. With every move forward, Long Chen consumed endless strength.
"Long Chen is the law of the Underworld. All laws and paths must submit to her. You simply can't kill her. You're so smart—think of another way." Dragonbone Evil Moon transmitted to Long Chen, his voice filled with anxiety. Faced with such a terrifying presence, it was powerless.
Long Chen thought to himself, I'm smart my ass. Usually, those sneaky tricks work against others, but against a god, are you trying to make me laugh her to death?
"Divine Ring appears, Battle Body Opens!"
Long Chen roared angrily, and a divine ring surged behind him. When the massive divine ring appeared, the laws of the entire world shattered in an instant, and the space inside the hall twisted.
"What kind of cultivation technique is this?"
The Nether God was finally moved. Long Chen's divine ring appeared, and the laws of the underworld showed signs of being broken open. Long Chen's Dragon Bone Evil Moon struck straight at the Nether God's brow.
But just as Long Chen's Dragonbone Evil Moon was about to strike the Underworld God's brow, the Underworld God extended two snow-white fingers and gently pinched it. Long Chen's Dragonbone Evil Moon could no longer move forward even a little.
"Boom!"
Long Chen shouted sharply, exerting force with both arms. The entire ground trembled violently. The Evil Moon of Dragon Bone was withdrawn from the Nether God's fingers, and the Nether God was moved once again.
You have to understand, now she is the ruler of the Underworld. Her power can no longer be called strength; it is the combined will of the entire Underworld, manipulating its laws.
The pinching just now was actually a kind of law lock, a kind of divine technique, yet Long Chen managed to break free like that. She was shocked—she had controlled the Underworld for countless years and had never encountered such a situation.
"Eighth Form of Heaven-Opening!"
Long Chen roared angrily, mercilessly slashing down the Evil Moon Bone in his hand, his momentum like lightning, the blade tip surging, carrying wind and thunder.
With a loud "bang
," the shockwaves overlapped. The Nether God actually struck Long Chen's blade with his palm as white as jade. Long Chen was instantly shaken violently, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood that transformed into endless runes scattering into the void.
The Underworld GodWith a casual strike, Long Chen was sent flying, but her body swayed slightly, her face showing even greater surprise.
After all, Long Chen was just a mortal. Before the gods, reverence is their instinct, obedience is their nature. But Long Chen feared nothing, and his cultivation method was not restricted by the laws of the Underworld; instead, it was destroying them. She grew increasingly puzzled about Long Chen's true origin.
But while she was surprised, a strange look appeared on the Nether God's face. She looked at Long Chen and said, "
You know you're no match for me, yet you didn't give your all for the first strike. You have to understand, you've already lost your only chance to hurt me."
The previous strike and Long Chen's violent power made it impossible for her to fully neutralize. If Long Chen had unleashed his full power from the start, she might have been stabbed if she was careless.
But what puzzled her was that Long Chen didn't do that; she couldn't understand what he was thinking.
"You were once my woman. Although there were some twists of fate, some facts cannot be changed.
I, Long Chen, have always been known for my grievances. I once offended you, and you wanted to kill me. But just now, when I had the chance to kill you, I let you go. From now on, we owe each other nothing.
Now, whether you die by my hand or I die by yours, all grudges can be wiped clean. Long Chen raised the Dragonbone Evil Moon high in his hand, gathering all his strength, his eyes fixed intently on the Underworld God.
"Kill me?"
The Underworld God's lips curved into a beautiful smile, seeming almost mocking, but his expression was still very captivating.
"Don't say you're just a mortal—even if you are a deity, in my Nether God Hall, you're nothing more than a prisoner.
A mere mortal dares to speak arrogantly. If you think this trick will stir my sympathy, then letting you off the hook would mean you're wrong. Better put away your little schemes. The
Nether God sneered, then suddenly flickered and disappeared from Long Chen's sight. At the same time, behind Long Chen, a jade hand silently reached for his neck.
Long Chen shouted sharply, not looking back. Without hesitation, Dragon Bone Evil Moon charged straight at his back, and this strike was made before the Nether God disappeared.
"Pfft"
The Dragonbone Evil Moon sliced through the void. There was nothing there, only a single hand in the void, but the long blade sliced through the void and struck the slender waist.
Her black long dress was torn open, revealing skin beneath, like mutton-fat white jade, torn open and bleeding.
The blood actually appeared colorful, oozing out. The entire grand hall roared, a terrifying pressure swept forth, and the space twisted and trembled.
That was divine blood. Long Chen's single strike had actually injured the Nether God. The Nether God looked at the wound at his waist, disbelief flashing in his eyes.
At this moment, Long Chen held the Evil Moon of Dragon Bone in his hand. Above the Moon, streaks of lightning flowed, flickering back and forth along the blade.
"Do you believe me this time? Just now, I did have the ability to kill you. Long
Chen looked at the Nether God, suddenly swung his long blade, and a pair of thunder wings spread open behind him. In his hand, the Dragon Bone Evil Moon surged with lightning, transforming into a massive thunder blade, like a thunder war god descending upon the underworld.