"King Qingyu, you just stay in the Nether King Palace and await our good news,"

No sooner had the voice faded than, within the grand hall, the shadow of the Dark Dharma King, cast upon the ground by candlelight, instantly stretched out, swiftly reaching towards the Twisted Forest at the southern end of the Netherworld continent.

Meanwhile, King Shuanglin stood next to the Dark Dharma King, waiting for him to transport them to the battlefield.

What they didn't know was that at this very moment in the Twisted Forest, a sea of fire had already spread. The woman from the Purgatory Fire Pool had already fled with Chen Hao.

In no time, the shadow of the Dark Dharma King had traversed numerous mountain ranges, gorges, and rivers, covering half the distance from Netherworld City to the Twisted Forest.

In the Netherworld, everyone knew that this elongating shadow that could reach the heavens and penetrate the earth belonged to the Dark Dharma King. The intense Yin Qi Spiritual Power emanating from it deterred anyone from approaching it; they simply couldn't.

However, just then, a figure suddenly descended from the sky onto the southern wall of Netherworld City, stepping right onto the shadow of the Dark Dharma King cast upon the wall.

Who else would dare to do this but Zhao Chong?

Immediately following, Zhao Chong used his own Yin Qi Spiritual Power to press down on the shadow of the Dark Dharma King, slowing its stretch toward the Twisted Forest.

Seeing this, the defending legion stationed on the southern walls of Netherworld City surrounded him.

"Family Leader Zhao, are you aware of whose shadow you are stepping on?" asked the commanding officer of the legion, his voice slightly trembling as he forcibly suppressed the anger welling up in his throat.

Zhao Chong paid no heed and simply stood with his hands clasped behind his back, expressionless as he gazed forward.

"Family Leader Zhao, please step aside," the officer said, no longer forcing a friendly demeanor.

Zhao Chong still paid him no mind.

Finally, the officer could not contain the rage within him any longer and huffed. He then rested his right hand on the hilt of his saber at his waist and stepped closer to Zhao Chong.

The soldiers beside them also readied themselves to draw their swords at any moment.

"If you take one more step closer, and if I see even a hint of a sword or saber flash, I assure you, I'll reduce you to ashes in an instant," Zhao Chong finally spoke, his tone cold as a blade.

The officer came to an immediate halt, originally believing Zhao Chong wouldn't dare to strike in broad daylight, but the expression on Zhao Chong's face at that moment made him realize he was mistaken. Understanding he was on the brink of death, the officer's heart fluttered with trepidation; his face turned ashen, and cold sweat streamed down his forehead and nose.

As the officer panicked, the Dark Dharma King suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Chong, accompanied by King Shuanglin.

"Zhao Chong!" King Shuanglin glared furiously at Zhao Chong. At this moment, his murderous intent was nearing its peak, yet he wanted to reserve it for venting his fury on Chen Hao and not waste any effort on Zhao Chong.

"Family Leader Zhao, why are you obstructing my path?" asked the Dark Dharma King. Zhao Chong's appearance there made him suspect that he was the one supporting Chen Hao from behind.

"Dark Dharma King, where are you headed? Could it be that you've already found that escaped prisoner?" Zhao Chong asked.

"Are you blocking my path just to ask this?" the Dark Dharma King said with displeasure. "I don't think I need to tell you any of this. Moreover, I suspect you are asking despite knowing the answer."

"On what grounds do you accuse me of feigning ignorance?" Zhao Chong furrowed his brows. "Does the Dark Dharma King think that our Zhao Family is colluding with that prisoner?"

The Dark Dharma King shook his head, realizing he'd said too much. When he mentioned feigning ignorance, he meant that Zhao Chong was deliberately blocking him because he knew he was heading for Chen Hao.

"To be frank with you, Family Leader Zhao, we have indeed located that prisoner and are now about to lead our forces to capture him," the Dark Dharma King said, his tone somewhat softened.

As the Dark Dharma King contemplated how to deal with Zhao Chong's next provocation, to his surprise, Zhao Chong suddenly sidestepped, saying, "In that case, I won't delay you two any longer in capturing that prisoner, my apologies!"

The Dark Dharma King was astounded; he had expected Zhao Chong would try everything possible to stop him, yet Zhao Chong had just stepped aside.

What exactly is Zhao Chong selling in his gourd? The Dark Law King truly couldn't figure it out.

In fact, Zhao Chong's presence here was purely to delay a bit longer, under the premise of not angering the Dark Law King.

"So we're leaving?" the Dark Law King questioned.

Zhao Chong nodded.

The Dark Law King furrowed his brows, deep in hesitation, while King Shuanglin, who was eager to kill Chen Hao, became anxious.

"Dark Law King, let's hurry up and leave!"

"You all seem to have quite the leisurely mood!" At that moment, a voice drifted up from beneath the city wall.

The three distinguished figures atop the wall looked down below to see the hollow-eyed Qian Feng gazing up at them.

Zhao Chong was astonished beyond measure, he never expected Qian Feng to appear here at this time. He wondered if Qian Feng had come to also delay the Dark Law King. Could it be that Qian Feng also knew Chen Hao was in the Netherworld?

However, how could Qian Feng possibly be here to save Chen Hao? It was well known that Chen Hao had once smashed Qian Feng's money house and precious commodity exchange that was set up among the common people, cutting off a major revenue stream for the Qian Family. Qian Feng should want to kill Chen Hao more than anyone else here.

So what exactly was Qian Feng here for? Could it really be a coincidence that he was passing by this place?

Seeing that it was Qian Feng, King Shuanglin's face flushed with impatience, while the Dark Law King said helplessly, "Clan Leader Qian, I have an urgent matter to attend to, so I must be leaving now."

"Oh? What urgent matter requires the Dark Law King to take personal action? If the Dark Law King is not in Netherworld City, who will take responsibility if something goes wrong?" Qian Feng questioned.

Zhao Chong's frown deepened more and more. Qian Feng was obviously intentionally delaying the Dark Law King. Seeing Qian Feng as someone solely motivated by profit, what could be his intent in doing this?

Zhao Chong looked into Qian Feng's eyes, only to see a swirling fog.

Unfathomable and inscrutable.

"I am only stepping away for a brief moment," the Dark Law King said, his face darkening after a long pause, "If chaos ensues during this short period, it can only mean that it has been long in planning, and upon my return, I will thoroughly investigate the matter. If I cannot, then we will wait for the Ghost King to finish his seclusion in a few days and investigate then."

The Dark Law King naturally realized Qian Feng was deliberately delaying him, and no longer cared to guess what Qian Feng's purpose might be—he only wanted to hurry up and kill Chen Hao. And so, he brought up the Ghost King.

"Then we can only hope that nothing untoward happens shortly," said Qian Feng.

The Dark Law King did not speak further but departed with King Shuanglin.

Once the Dark Law King and King Shuanglin had left, Zhao Chong looked down at Qian Feng and asked, "Clan Leader Qian, I believe you are not here by mere coincidence."

"But I believe, Family Leader Zhao, you just happened to appear atop the city wall," said Qian Feng, turning to leave.

Just then, suddenly, an eagle swooped down from the sky and landed in front of Qian Feng, who then jumped onto the eagle.

"Clan Leader Qian, where are you heading?" Zhao Chong questioned.

"We will surely meet again in the future, Family Leader Zhao!" Qian Feng said with a laugh, then rode the eagle away from Netherworld City.

Immediately after, Zhao Chong saw dozens of great eagles flying out from Qian Mansion, bearing the skilled warriors of the Qian Family, followed by soldiers riding flying horses.

Chaos had indeed ensued, and it had indeed been in the making for some time.

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