Chapter 1367 - 1367: Netherworld

"Nostalgia..."

After the first voice became clear, one voice after another continuously appeared in Lin Mu's Sea of Consciousness.

At the same time, black-grey silhouettes continuously appeared ahead.

These black-grey silhouettes, some human-shaped, some beast-shaped, all moved forward without consciousness.

The unending sound of "Nostalgia" echoed among these black-grey figures.

Each utterance was a baptism for the soul.

Lin Mu vaguely felt that, without the protection of the Heavenly Dao Myriad Laws Record, he too would become like these black-grey figures, losing all memories and turning into a puppet akin to a living corpse.

"Is this the Netherworld?"

Just as this thought emerged in Lin Mu's mind.

Crash!

A sound like divine thunder boomed in the black void.

"What creature dares enter the Netherworld, begone!"

The next moment, Lin Mu felt dizzy, and when he regained his senses, he was back atop the Tower of Myriad Realms.

"So powerful!"

Lin Mu could feel that the person who shouted was very powerful, as formidable as he was in his previous life as Emperor Zun.

The Netherworld indeed stands as a formidable Upper Realm alongside the Immortal Realm!

Unbeknownst to Lin Mu, his cultivation level had already fully restored.

In the sky, lightning flashed and thunder roared.

Ten thousand two hundred and sixty thoughts of the Fourth Tribulation Thunder spanned the void.

At this moment, the people of the Three Tribes seemed to be experiencing a tribulation!

Feng Zhan, Han Zhen, and Rui Xinghe's eyes lost their brilliance, turning dazed.

The strongest three were like this, and the rest of the Three Tribes' people were also not spared.

Apart from the Seventh and Eighth Tribulations, everyone else was like losing consciousness, walking step by step toward Lin Wudi.

First step!

The clothes on Feng Zhan and the other two turned gray, a gray stripe appeared between their brows.

Their expressions showed a struggle, yet they couldn't resist, finally taking another step forward.

Second step!

The skin on the people of the Three Tribes all turned gray, like it had decayed.

At the same time, everyone opened their mouths and uttered two words.

"Nostalgia..."

As these two words came out, the previously struggling Feng Zhan and the others turned numb, with a second gray stripe appearing between their brows.

This stripe was darker than the previous gray stripe.

"Lord Lin!"

Feng Liu and Elder Wen Zu, the two remaining Eighth Tribulation elders of the Three Tribes, hurriedly called out.

Lin Mu slowly opened his eyes.

Noticing the change in the people of the Three Tribes, Lin Mu's expression shifted, retracting the Tribulation Thunder thoughts.

Thud!

Thud!

All the members of the Three Tribes affected by Lin Mu's Tribulation Thunder thoughts collapsed to the ground, gasping heavily.

Feng Zhan and the others were also pale, as if gravely injured.

At this moment, the people of the Three Tribes looked at Lin Wudi with fear.

This Lin Wudi, what on earth was his cultivation technique to be this powerful?

Without even using any Dao Arts, just by releasing Tribulation Thunder thoughts, he caused them to lose consciousness and suffer severe injuries.

If not for the two clan elders who were unaffected, issuing a warning to awaken Lin Wudi, they might have unknowingly walked toward death.

Not only the people of the Three Tribes, even Ku Hai, the Six-Tribulations Ghost General, looked shocked and frightened at this moment.

Earlier, when Lin Wudi restored the Fourth Tribulation Thunder, that ancestor-like aura atop the Tribulation Thunder thoughts grew more intense.

Ku Hai had been revering, even feeling a willingness to die for it.

But in the next moment, it lost consciousness, stepping toward Lin Wudi.

Its cultivation was stronger than Feng Zhan and others, and because it was a Ghost Creature, it experienced the influence more profoundly.

It could even feel that if Lin Wudi hadn't retracted the Tribulation Thunder thoughts, taking just one more step might have caused it to lose its form.

If it had continued further, it might have died!

Ku Hai shuddered.

Lin Wudi, using just one day's time, cultivated such an extraordinary and heaven-defying technique.

This man indeed deserves to be my master!

Ku Hai felt that it would likely never escape Lin Wudi's control, destined to become his servant.

This divine existence made it impossible for Ku Hai to muster thoughts of resistance.

Lin Mu felt the changes within his body.

He could sense that at this moment, each Tribulation Thunder thought within him was like a miniature Netherworld Nostalgia.

By releasing the Tribulation Thunder thoughts, he could turn people into wandering souls without consciousness, similar to that Flesh Immortal he battled in the Forbidden Sand Sea.

That Flesh Immortal, though only at Half-Step Seventh Thunder Tribulation, could command reverent submission from all.

This was due to the Immortal might on the Flesh Immortal!

Now, his state was extremely similar to the Flesh Immortal.

Because his Foundation Establishment cultivation employed Netherworld Spectral Energy, a level equivalent to Immortal Qi.

Currently, he was like the Flesh Immortal, a Banished Mortal Immortal!

The benefit was a significant increase in his combat power, allowing him to confront a Seven-Tribulations Ghost General using Netherworld Spectral Energy.

The downside was that his current cultivation foundation relied on Netherworld Spectral Energy, which didn't exist in the Heavenly Realm or even in the Ten Thousand Realms.

This meant that as long as Lin Wudi remained in the Ten Thousand Realms, he couldn't advance!

"The Tower of Myriad Realms! I must take it!"

Previously, Lin Mu had no inclination toward the Tower of Myriad Realms, not wanting to alert that mysterious existence Ku Hai mentioned prematurely.

But now, there was no choice but to take the Tower of Myriad Realms.

Only by absorbing the Netherworld Spectral Energy from the Tower of Myriad Realms could he continue to advance.

Moreover, to achieve the Eighth and Ninth Thunder Tribulations, venturing into the Netherworld through the Tower of Myriad Realms was essential!

This shift in cultivation technique effectively altered Lin Mu's intended path of ascension.

Where he would ascend would no longer be the Immortal Realm but the Netherworld!

"Tower of Myriad Realms, let's see if I can take you!"

Lin Mu placed his hand on the jewel at the pinnacle of the Tower of Myriad Realms, beginning to examine its entire structure.

At that instant, an invisible ghostly light pierced through the Ten Thousand Realms, manifesting at a mysterious location.

...

Atop the Nine-Petal Lotus Platform, a figure in black robes sat with eyes closed in meditation, as if cultivating.

Thick ghostly energy surrounded him.

But this ghostly energy did not give him the appearance of a Ghost Realm Creature; instead, it added an air of solemnity to him.

Especially with the nine radiant halos behind his head, he appeared extremely divine, like a Divine Spirit.

Suddenly, he twirled his fingers, and a Black Lotus appeared between them.

A petal on the Black Lotus emitted a faint white glow.

"Someone meddled with my Tower of Myriad Realms?"

The black-robed man's face remained expressionless, yet there was a hint of displeasure in his voice, "Those You Ming fools couldn't even guard the Tower of Myriad Realms?"

The next moment, he flicked his fingers again, and the Black Lotus vanished.

He then closed his eyes once more, as if nothing had happened.

...

Ghost Realm!

Atop the Bone Holy Temple, an existence akin to a demonic god slowly opened its eyes.

Before him, a Black Lotus appeared.

Seeing the white glow on the lotus, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"That Ghost Fox fool wasn't truly my progeny, died and even caused trouble for my Tower of Myriad Realms!"

As the voice spoke, his form abruptly vanished.

It seemed five tails sliced through the void.