In the main hall of the Underworld, Dark Netherworld entertained Wang Dong and his party with the highest treatment. Anzi sat in the first place as the host, while Qianli Yanluo, as the deputy underworld master, actually just stood beside Anzi to accompany him.
Such details made Wang Dong raise his eyebrows. This old guy's status was extraordinary. The name "Qianli Yama" had already made people feared more than a hundred years ago, and in the past hundred years, almost all the darkness has been in this old guy's name. under the rule.
Now it seems that Anzi's status actually exceeds that of the elder, which is really surprising, and it can be seen that this old guy is willing to do so.
"Haha..." seemed to notice Wang Dong's unusual gaze, but Anzi didn't take it seriously and smiled, "The legend of Nether Fruit began when the Dark Continent was born. To be precise, they existed before the destruction of the ancient times. The underworld has anticipated everything, and the Netherworld Fruit is their back-up."
"Underworld?" Wang Dong was moved. Although he had been prepared for it, he still couldn't help being shocked after the answer was confirmed.
Everyone knows that the current world is divided into thirteen states after the ancient times were shattered. The original world should be complete. According to legend, there was not only heaven, but also the underworld, and hundreds of races standing in great splendor.
Heaven and Hell are mortal enemies. Heaven advocates Shinto and yearns for eternal life. The underworld respects death and believes in reincarnation. These are two completely opposite super beings that control the entire ancient times.
The fragmentation of ancient times is undoubtedly a tragedy, and it is unknown how many innocent lives were lost as a result. This is enough to get a glimpse of the fact that there were once hundreds of races and now there are almost only humans and soul beasts left, as well as a handful of surviving races.
He had to admire the wisdom of the ancients. Now it seems that the methods of the underworld are unparalleled. The Netherworld Fruit is the seed they planted for today. Although he doesn’t know what it is, it is obvious that once the real Netherworld Fruit is gathered, the former underworld will Very likely to be resurrected again.
"Is it possible that Heaven also has a back-up plan?" Wang Dong whispered. He didn't believe that Hell could achieve this, but Heaven was not prepared at all.
Hearing this, Anzi said: "Who knows, the ancient times were an era when Emperor Wu was rampant, and there were even people who stepped on Emperor Wu's corpse and claimed to be their ancestors. How could it be that if we become half-step kings now, we will never be able to move even half a step forward?" Times can compare.”
"I wonder if anyone in the state where Brother Wang lives has transcended this step and become a manifested king, or even the birth of a martial emperor?" Anzi suddenly stared at Wang Dong and said.
Wang Dong's body froze, and the wine he originally brought to his mouth stopped. He raised his lips and said, "Brother An is quite concerned about me!"
Now there is almost no one alive along the coast. Anzi can find out that he is from other states, so he has obviously started investigating a long time ago.
He thought for a while and said: "It doesn't seem to be much better than here. The environment after the ancient times was shattered is not so easy to give birth to so many strong men."
Anzi nodded and agreed deeply. This era does not lack geniuses, but what is lacking is a complete world. Otherwise, it would be difficult to have the prosperous age when Emperors and Martial Emperors existed side by side in ancient times.
Of course, he still had something to say. It is indeed difficult for such a strong man to be born, but it is not impossible. It just takes endless years to irrigate. Only immortal inheritance can do it, just like his current state. .
This was a feast, and Dark Nether showed full friendliness, which even made Wang Dong a little uncomfortable.
However, this also allowed him to learn a lot of information that he could not obtain at all. When he left, Anzi told him that this turmoil was likely to create a "king".
"King?" After walking out of the Hades Palace, Wang Dong couldn't help but look back. He really couldn't figure out what Anzi meant by king at the end.
Although a king is indeed very attractive, it is absolutely impossible to make so many super sects restless. After all, the masters behind the scenes are all half-step kings.
They are not far away. As long as there is a chance or a slight improvement in the world, they can easily take the last step. There is no need to fight to the death for this last step.
After leaving the dark netherworld, Wang Dong asked the six major martial arts sects to lead all the tribes back to Huangcheng. Only Zi Yi and Nong Ji were left with him, walking in this land that was about to be turbulent.
Along the way, Wang Dong couldn't help but worry for Nong Ji, because according to Nong Ji's strength, it was absolutely impossible to be chased by the Yuan clan. Even if he was besieged and outnumbered, it would not be difficult to escape.
However, in the last promotion, Nong Ji placed a heavenly lock on himself in order to gain transcendent power, which limited his abilities and made him unable to fully display them.
He didn't know if one day he really killed Shifang Tianyi, how would the Heavenly Dao Lock be lifted, which would most likely completely destroy Nong Ji.
"Second brother, what's wrong?" Nong Ji said with a relaxed expression when he felt Wang Dong's gaze.
Wang Dong smiled helplessly. What could he say? This was the elder brother's own choice. He could feel the determination and it was impossible to waver.
After all, Nishang was a woman with a delicate mind. After a little thought, she understood Wang Dong's worries. She came over and patted Wang Dong's shoulder and said: "You don't have to worry about us. As long as you kill Shifang Tianyi, your eldest brother and I will live in seclusion from now on." , and no longer care about the disputes in this world."
"Haha, second brother, why are you a mother-in-law now, are you afraid that I can't kill Shifang old man?" Nong Ji laughed boldly. He had already given up everything, his state of mind was detached, and he had figured out many things.
"earn!"
He suddenly shook the chains wrapped around his hands, and the sword on his back buzzed. A random stroke actually caused the void to collapse.
"This is the power I have prepared for Mr. Shifang." Nong Ji looked at Wang Dong, with a complex curse slowly receding in his eyes.
Seeing Nong Ji show this hand, both Wang Dong and Zi Yi were silent for a long time, feeling very conflicted in their hearts.
The Heavenly Dao Lock is indeed terrifying. Nong Ji is clearly only at the intermediate stage of Wuzong, but the aura he showed just now has almost reached the realm of a half-step king. Unfortunately, this power can only be used to deal with only one person.
The group of people were still ten miles away from the dark netherworld. Wang Dong suddenly stopped and looked at a stone pavilion in front of him with an incomprehensible expression. He didn't expect to meet so many old friends here.
"Everyone, you are well." He said with a smile, walked to the middle of the stone pavilion, and familiarly picked up a cup of tea on the stone table and began to taste it.
The people in the stone pavilion are none other than the geniuses who were in the dark secret realm a few years ago. It is really strange that they are all gathered here now.
Wang Dong felt relaxed, but everyone else in the stone room felt uncomfortable.
Tiandaozi from the Tiandao Sect, Zhanzi from the Zhan Clan, Zenzi from the Buddha Sect, Zhuan Muling from the Jade Girl Palace, although they are all now Wuzong, they all looked at the three people standing outside the stone pavilion and felt ashamed. .
We once stood at the same starting point and could compete on the same stage, but now we can only look up to the people around us. This feeling is really indescribable.
However, they were forced by their respective families and sects to face their former rival.
"Wang Dong... No, Brother Wang, the young building owner..." Tian Daozi spoke first, finishing his words several times. For a moment, he really didn't know what to call him. He should have been a peer, but he knew very well that the sect had regarded Wang Dong as the sect leader. Treated as a level person.
Almost biting his teeth into pieces, Tiandaozi finally said it out in one breath and handed over an invitation: "My ancestor invites the young master to come to Tiandao Sect for a talk."
"The Zhan clan invites the young building master to watch the Zhan clan's heavenly tactics."
"The Buddha Sect invites the Young Master to study the Buddha's bone relics together."
As Tian Daozi took the lead in speaking, Lianman, the others who had been embarrassed at first, handed over the invitation and spoke.
Such a scene made Wang Dong a little stunned. After all, these were his former opponents. Such a huge contrast made him feel uncomfortable for a while. He couldn't help but look at Zhuan Muling on the other side. The War Clan and the Buddha Sect actually did not hesitate to give such tempting conditions to go just for him.
He wanted to see what kind of background the Jade Girl Palace had. He had always had a good impression of this sect.
Zhuan Muling was bright and charming, staring at Wang Dong with a sly smile on his face and said: "We at Jade Girl Palace are not as wealthy as them, but my little sister has a marriage, and she and the young building owner are a match made in heaven."
"Pfft..."
"Ahem..."
Tiandaozi just handed over an invitation. He was stunned when he heard the invitation behind him. Seeing that Zhuan Muling even used the beauty trap, he spit out a mouthful of tea on the spot. He did not expect that other sects would do this in order to win over Wang Dong. play hard.
"Amitabha, in this mortal world, all thoughts are empty. When you look back, you will turn into a pink skull. Please don't go astray." Zenzi clasped his hands together with a look of guilt on his face.
Zhan Zi was obviously frightened by Zhuan Muling. The women in the Jade Girl Palace were all beautiful, but few of them got married. He was really afraid that Wang Dong wouldn't be able to control him, so he couldn't help but echoed: "That's right, that's right. The young landlord is so prosperous that he is still worried about not having a woman?"
Wang Dong looked at the scene in front of him with amusement, ignored the persuasion, and said with a bit of teasing: "Is it possible that Senior Sister Ling wants to commit herself to her?"
"Haha... I really want this little girl, but unfortunately I know I am not worthy of the young master." Zhuan Muling said quickly.
As soon as Zhuan Muling said this, Tian Daozi and others all changed their expressions, opened their eyes and were speechless: "Is it possible?"
They thought of a person whose name was even more mysterious than Wang Dong back then, and to this day, all the major clans have not figured out whether this person is from the Jade Girl Palace.
Wang Dong didn't know clearly, and said with some confusion: "I have never heard of anyone who is more outstanding than you in the Jade Girl Palace."
Zhuan Muling smiled mysteriously and said, "My junior sister is much better than me."
After she finished speaking, she said to the empty crowd behind her: "Junior sister, are you still hiding to embarrass senior sister?"
At this time, even Wang Dong was moved. He saw the void behind Zhuan Muling slowly cracking, and a timid figure walked out. A pair of eyes stared at Wang Dong fiercely, as if there were a hundred A dissatisfaction.
(End of chapter)