Chapter 2342 - 2343: King Solomon (Part 2)

Upon hearing this, Yang Fei suddenly did something no one expected.

He leapt forward fiercely, diving headlong into the Gate of the Ksitigarbha Realm.

No one anticipated this move, and cries of shock erupted.

"Yang Fei, what are you doing? Come back quickly!"

"Oh my God, has Master Yang gone mad?"

"He actually went into that Ghost Gate. What's he trying to do?"

...

Xue Mingtai and An Zichen exchanged glances, both looking ashen.

An Zichen's eyes turned red and moist.

Everyone had witnessed firsthand the powerful ghost generals gushing out of the Ksitigarbha Gate.

It stands to reason the experts inside the Ksitigarbha Gate must be countless and unbeatable.

Even though Yang Fei's displayed Divine Skills were immensely strong, almost invincible.

Nevertheless, he ventured into the Ksitigarbha Gate alone — no matter how ironclad, how many nails could one lonely body drive?

An Zichen, Xue Mingtai, the Sword Emperor, and others recklessly dashed toward the Gate of Ksitigarbha, intending to join Yang Fei in entering the Ksitigarbha Realm.

However, the void twisted slightly, forming a funnel-shaped vortex.

The Ksitigarbha's Gate fell into it and vanished.

Xue Mingtai and An Zichen were frozen in their tracks, while the Sword Emperor, Wen Taikang, and others also halted. Every face filled with anxiety and worry.

This sudden change, however, allowed the Sangdao monks to heave a long sigh of relief.

Yang Fei was simply too powerful.

Now Gui Hai's Primordial Spirit was scattered and near death.

Yi He Grand Priest had perished, and the Eight Guardian Spirits of the War God Family had their souls shattered.

If he continued to stay in Earth Space, Huaxia would dominate, and Sang Country would never hold its head up high again.

What made all the Sangdao monks thankful was that this powerful monster fell into Ksitigarbha's Gate.

For the time being, he might not return, or perhaps never come back at all.

This battle ended in such a dramatic conclusion; no one had foreseen it.

On the beach, countless cultivators were abuzz with discussion.

Xue Mingtai's gaze was resolute as he looked towards Tianhai, softly giving an order.

"All cultivators of Yinxue Tower, heed my command, set off immediately and return to Yinxue Tower."

"Before Yang Fei returns, we must uphold the banner of Yinxue Tower, steadfast and unmoving."

Xue Mingtai's words startled everyone awake.

Yang Fei had already hoisted the banner of Yinxue Tower, its reputation as Earth's number one echoing throughout Earth Space.

Whether this great foundation could be preserved depended mainly on Xue Mingtai, An Zichen, and other strong figures.

An Zichen's gaze was downcast, yet her fists were tightly clenched, her voice calm but filled with an unyielding resolve.

"As long as I'm here, the banner of Yinxue Tower will never fall."

After saying this, An Zichen took a final lingering glance at where Yang Fei disappeared, then turned resolutely to leave.

Others too, like An Zichen, departed in succession.

The cultivators of the Eight Great War God Families and the Sangdao monks stood in place.

Everyone looked at each other, and their expressions relaxed considerably.

Under the dim sky, the vast wilderness stretched endlessly.

A humanoid monster with a single horn on its head and a long tail was sprinting swiftly.

Behind the monster, Yang Fei spread Wind and Fire Wings under his ribs, like a long arrow released, cutting a fierce line across the low sky.

On the monster's shoulder stood the ghost clan that Yang Fei had nearly killed earlier.

The ghost clan was clearly terrified, constantly glancing back.

The flames in its eye sockets flickered weakly.

The unicorn monster's speed could not match Yang Fei's.

In just a few breaths, Yang Fei had already flown over the unicorn monster's head.

Yang Fei sharply realized this wasn't the true Ksitigarbha Realm, but rather akin to a space fragment of it.

He didn't know why it drifted to this place.

With this thought, Yang Fei sighed in relief.

As this space fragment wasn't the true Ksitigarbha Realm, Earth Space's coordinates naturally would not be discovered by Emperor Tian and the Queen Mother of the West.

Thinking of this, Yang Fei touched a magical treasure inside his bosom.

This magical treasure was the same Ksitigarbha's Gate standing in the air, opening this space fragment.

This Ksitigarbha's Gate, also known as Solomon.

Even Yang Fei didn't expect that the magical treasure secreted by Yi He Grand Priest was actually the legendary Solomon.

In the legendary Solomon, it was said lay the vast wealth envied by God and the secret to immortality.

But nobody expected that behind this Solomon was merely a space fragment of the Ksitigarbha Realm, filled with countless monsters and demons.

Seeing he was closing in on the unicorn monster, Yang Fei ignited the Phoenix Mysterious Fire.

The Nirvana Purification Power of the Phoenix Mysterious Fire naturally restrained the ghost clan.

At that moment, a faint voice reached Yang Fei's ears.

"What do you intend to do?"

Yang Fei was taken aback and instinctively looked towards the source of the voice.

He saw a handsome, well-built young man standing on the head of a massive bone dragon.

The bone dragon was as tall as a dozen-story building, standing there like a towering peak.

Even Yang Fei didn't realize that this towering mountain was a person's riding beast.

In such a place, one who used such a grand bone dragon as a steed could not be ordinary.

Yang Fei squinted slightly, gauging the young man from top to bottom.

His demeanor somewhat resembled Ye's, yet had more of a lazy air, as if nothing in heaven and earth concerned him.

Yang Fei's Wind and Fire Wings under his ribs flapped slowly, sustaining Yang Fei's body.

The Phoenix Mysterious Fire between his fingers was the only source of light in this void.

It illuminated Yang Fei's deep eyes and also cast light on the young man's pale and wan face.

The unicorn monster held the ghost clan and prostrated submissively towards the young man.

"King Solomon, I have acquired an explosive piece of news that might convince the Ksitigarbha King to rescind his decree and allow us to return to the Ksitigarbha Realm."

King Solomon glanced at Yang Fei indifferently, stifling a yawn.

"Sorry, I'm not interested."

King Solomon then looked at Yang Fei once more, commenting blandly.

"Ajiao is my slave, you're not allowed to kill it, as for any secrets, I'm uninterested, so you'd best leave soon."

The unicorn monster fell to its knees with a thud, bowing repeatedly to King Solomon.

"Prince, you are the true Supreme of the Ksitigarbha Realm, why not return?"

"If you give the command, even if I, Ajiao, must be shattered, I will fight for you."

Saying this, the unicorn monster was already begging desperately.

"Prince, even if you don't want to turn on your brothers and vie for the throne of the Ksitigarbha Supreme, it could still be beneficial for us to return."

"Based on the information I've gathered today, you could accomplish a great feat. I believe the Ksitigarbha King would surely forgive us."

King Solomon yawned again, his eyes drowsy, shaking his head and giving an irrelevant answer.

"I'm so tired, let me sleep first. No one disturb me."

These past two days handling an urgent matter, apologies to everyone, but after all, Boil Wine is not a full-time writer. Regular updates will resume tomorrow.