Chapter 402: Underworld

“This aura is… Underworld Reincarnation?!”

This was clearly Fang Rui’s first time sensing such an aura, yet his Martial Arts Intuition and the Spiritual Sense from his Spirit Master path immediately confirmed the answer.

The feeling was instinctual, like how a baby knows to cry and drink milk at birth. One could never mistake the foundational aura of Mother Heaven and Earth.

‘So, those phantom manors and palaces… that’s the Underworld?’

‘But isn’t this world supposed to be without Reincarnation?’

Fang Rui’s expression suddenly turned emotional as if he had thought of something. ‘Does that mean… Mom, Third Sister, Ling’Er, Nannan…’

‘Calm down! Calm down!’

He took a deep breath, forcing himself to be calm, and focused on analyzing it. ‘No! That’s not right. This isn’t the true Underworld. At best, it’s just a prototype, completely incapable of supporting rebirth and reincarnation…’

‘Reincarnation in this world is ultimately just the most fundamental True Spirit being reborn under the rules of heaven and earth. This prototype of the Underworld can only purify Yin Qi and resentment. That is to say, it only has the ability to purify the world’s negative energies. Was it born to neutralize the world’s darkness?’

Still, it was incredible!

‘This prototype of the Underworld obviously wasn’t naturally formed. So, who built it? Who has such power to create a marvel that involves the very Rules of the world?’

‘And the Liao Family cultivated the Divine Medicine, opened the Yin Yang Passage, and discharged rolling waves of Yin Qi into it. Isn’t that equivalent to… using the Underworld as a toilet?!’

‘What the hell? Is it really okay to take a dump like this?’

All sorts of thoughts flashed through Fang Rui’s mind.

‘The Half-Immortal Families cultivate Divine Medicine, a process that generates a massive amount of Yin Qi and could very well give birth to evil spirits. But in all the secret records I’ve seen, I’ve never heard of such a thing.’

‘Only now do I understand the strangeness of it all. It turns out they’ve been dumping it into the Underworld.’

‘This is definitely not a good thing…’

Fang Rui’s eyes flickered. ‘Great Yu harvests Qi Fortune, using the Human Path to nourish the Celestial Path. But the world’s will hasn’t recovered after all this time. That’s not logical. Could it be related to this?’

‘And what kind of impact does this have on the invasion of the Great Black Heaven?’

He just felt that as one question was answered, more arose, leaving him with a tangled mess.

‘Perhaps the ancestors of these Half-Immortal Families will know the answers to these things.’

Fang Rui’s eyes flickered as he gazed down from above.

Just as he expected, the Gate of Yin and Yang swung open, swallowing the extreme Yin Qi generated by the hateful deaths of a million people like a whale. The suffocating feeling in the air vanished, and the chilling cold quickly receded.

As the Yin Yang Passage began to turn illusory…

In the evening sky, the dark clouds scattered, the thunder suddenly ceased, and clarity returned, as if the world had been washed clean after a downpour.

With all the Yin Qi drained away, what remained was, naturally, an endless and pure spiritual aura.

The Divine Medicine seeds spun, absorbing the spiritual aura between heaven and earth. They quickly sprouted, grew, and blossomed, transforming into lotuses that emanated a strange, curling fragrance, a hazy purple qi, and beams of seven-colored light.

‘So this is what Divine Medicine looks like? If you didn’t see it with your own eyes, who would ever know that such an ethereal, light-wreathed Divine Medicine was nurtured with the flesh and blood of over a million people?’

Fang Rui sighed, his gaze hardening. ‘According to the original plan, let’s start fishing!’

‘If it works, great. If not… so be it.’

He shook his head, and a barely perceptible trace of his aura, which had been perfectly contained and leak-proof, slipped out.

「In an instant.」

“Hmm?!”

With his Array’s enhancement, Liao Yuanhua’s perception was particularly sharp at this moment. He frowned and looked up at the sky. A thought stirred in his mind, and he immediately connected it to the leader of the ‘Demon Alliance’.

If a Master from another Half-Immortal Family had come, there would be no need for them to hide. This could only be that suspected Super Grade leader of the ‘Demon Alliance’.

Especially since the moment he detected the aura, the other party immediately turned tail and fled. This confirmed it even more.

“How bold, coming here to die? This is truly a day of double blessings.”

Liao Yuanhua collected the Divine Medicine with a flick of his sleeve and chuckled.

“Ancestor, what is it?”

“I have discovered the leader of the ‘Demon Alliance’. Grandson, go ahead and prepare a victory feast for me. I will be right back.”

“Ancestor, do you need to bring the army?”

“The army is inconvenient to travel with. I will go alone… hmm, bringing two Martial Saints will suffice. Liao Jiang, Liao Ba, come with me.”

As Liao Yuanhua spoke, he flicked his sleeve, sweeping up two burly men who had appeared silently, and shot straight into the clouds.

He naturally had the confidence to abandon his army and pursue Fang Rui.

The opponent was a suspected Super Grade…

But he was a genuine Source Master, known to the world as a Demi-Immortal, standing at the very top of this world’s food chain. Not to mention, he was a veteran Master and the ancestor of a Noble Family, with numerous trump cards at his disposal.

Liao Yuanhua wouldn’t even fear being besieged by two or three ordinary Masters, let alone a lone Fang Rui.

Even so, he played it safe and brought two Sect Martial Saints.

With such a disparity between them, he had to ask, how could he possibly lose?

“Fellow Daoist, please stay your steps!”

Liao Yuanhua rode a Magical Treasure Golden Ship, bringing the two Sect Martial Saints with him as they transformed into a streak of light.

Relying only on his Spirit Master path to empower his Purple Feathered Crane, Fang Rui found that he couldn’t pull away. On the contrary, the distance was closing little by little.

‘What a rich bastard. A Magical Treasure specifically for travel, how extravagant. But soon… it will all be mine!’

‘Besides, this is good too. I don’t have to hold back, which will make it look more convincing.’

Fang Rui thought to himself and increased the supply of Spiritual Power, causing the Purple Feathered Crane to accelerate again.

“Your speed is not bad!”

Liao Yuanhua, with the air of a sagely Immortal, formed a hand seal, making the Magical Treasure Golden Ship beneath him a notch faster. He spoke continuously, his voice like a demonic sound boring into the mind, “Fellow Daoist, you are fated with my Liao Family. Why not surrender without a fight? This ancestor will spare your life!”

‘Hah, how arrogant! Later, even if you surrender without a fight, I will definitely not spare you.’