In the northwest of the Netherworld God Star, a quiet and dim mountain range undulated continuously, rising and falling like a giant dragon, devoid of any vegetation, with only the grey-brown rocks present.

The only thing adding a splash of brightness to this mountain range was undoubtedly the waterfall plunging down three thousand feet. The waterfall cascaded from a great height, crashing into the pool below, and then the waters of the pool surged along a wide river channel towards the distant ocean.

It was a clear black sea. Although not large in area compared to the planet itself, covering only a few thousand square kilometers, the sea surface was calm and unruffled, unrippled even by strong gales.

"Whoosh!"

A series of dazzling streaks of light cut through the heavenly vault and landed on the desolate shore of the black sea.

After a moment, the light faded, revealing Li Qingming and the others.

"We've arrived, it should be here!" Li Qingming fixed his gaze on the pitch-black sea in front of him, revealing a smile, "Sea of Death God!"

This Netherworld God Star, situated on the very edge of the Titan World, was clearly divided between cultivators and Netherworld God servants, but the Sea of Death God was a special existence.

As an important water prison detaining Sea God Poseidon and Death God Hades, the guardians here were the most elite cultivators and clansmen of both groups. Therefore, the vigor of Blood Qi and the richness of Spiritual Energy here were unparalleled even in the entire Netherworld God Star Domain.

"Master, are you saying that Uncle Poseidon has been imprisoned beneath this ocean? Could this be the Sea of Death God?" Hephaestus asked, looking at the unguarded black sea.

Li Qingming once again closed his eyes and sensed the increasingly strong mental connection with Poseidon, saying, "Yes, this is the Sea of Death God. However, within the water prison beneath this sea, there are thousands of Taoist cultivators and members of the Netherworld God Clan on guard, and even a fierce beast on the verge of entering the Saint Realm."

"Who cares!" Man Niu waved his arms excitedly, saying, "Whoever dares to block the way, I'll punch and send them flying!"

Li Qingquan chuckled, "That Half-step Saint Realm fierce beast isn't just for show. Are you sure you can send it flying?"

Man Niu's excited expression immediately collapsed, and he said dejectedly, "Second Brother Li, you're too mean! Always crushing my enthusiasm."

Seeing Man Niu's aggrieved look, Shakyamuni and the others exchanged glances and burst into hearty laughter.

"Split!" Li Qingming also laughed and after a short while, casually threw a golden rune into the black sea in front of him.

"Whoosh!"

As soon as the golden rune entered the Sea of Death God, the waters began to churn violently. The vast sea rolled back, forming a giant pathway directly to the seabed like lifting a curtain.

There was not a single drop of water inside the passage, while the parted waters on either side, like walls guarding the pathway, rigorously controlled the surging currents.

"Let's go!" Looking at the straight path leading to the seabed, Li Qingming shouted lowly and transformed into a streak of light, rushing towards the bottom of the sea.

"Ha ha, let's go, let's go!" The others laughed and swiftly followed Li Qingming.

...

Although the Sea of Death God appeared small in size, its internal space was vast. With the speed of the group, they flew downward through the passage for a full quarter of an hour, yet still saw no sign of the seabed, indicating the profound depth of the Sea of Death God.

Their Primordial Spirits were not idle; while they soared downward, their Primordial Spirits radiated out in all directions like radar.

Everything within the surrounding waters was swept into their minds:

Taoist cultivators dressed in Daoist robes, with Jade Crowns on their heads, enveloped in dense True Yuan; warriors from the Netherworld God Clan cloaked in black robes, with floating white hair, exceedingly pale complexions, and gigantic scythes on their shoulders; sea beasts swimming aimlessly, resembling giant crocodiles, but covered in menacing scales...

Causing such a commotion made it virtually impossible for the cultivators guarding the Sea of Death God to remain unaware.

The moment the water began to roil, these Taoist cultivators personally selected by Emperor Jiang and trained alongside the Netherworld God Clan warriors had already taken notice.

"What's happening?" Taoist cultivators and Netherworld God Clan warriors who hurried to the ocean pathway on both sides gaped at the dry, waterless passage, struggling to comprehend the situation.

That's when a warrior from the Netherworld God Clan suddenly spotted a dozen streaks of light flashing rapidly through the passage and instinctively roared, "Invaders! Enemies are attacking!"

"Invaders! It's an enemy attack; it's an enemy attack!"

"Quickly sound the Netherworld God horn. All clansmen and cultivators assemble at the bottom of the sea! Hurry, hurry!"

Several leading Taoist cultivators and Netherworld God Clan warriors instantly roared frantically.

At the same time, they flew swiftly out of the water curtains, passing through the dry seabed passage, chasing after the already distant Li Qingming and his party.

These cultivators and warriors of the Netherworld God Clan were all leader-tier, all meticulously selected by the black-robed Emperor Jiang, the lowest among them at the Sub-Saint Middle Stage, with rapid flight speeds.

But Li Qingming needed to consider the Ga She brothers, so their speed was slightly slower.

As time went by, after the time it takes to drink a cup of tea had passed, the guards could vaguely see Li Qingming and his party fleeing in a stream of light.

"Whoosh!"

One of the Netherworld God Clan cultivators guarding the area suddenly flicked the scythe in his hand, and a giant blood-colored scythe shadow immediately broke through the air and flew out, the blood-colored scythe passing through everything with irresistible force.

"Erlang, go and meet him!" Li Qingming stopped in his tracks, twisted his body to look back at the incoming giant blood-colored scythe, as well as the dozen or so guards closely following it.

"Yes, Master!" Yang Jian's eyes sparkled, he always carried out Li Qingming's commands resolutely.

Moreover, being the reincarnation of the Five-Colored Spiritual Stone with a hint of Chaos Demon Ape's essence blood, he has an almost obsessive nature for combat.

However, since he became a disciple under Li Qingming, he was taught cultivation techniques, and was guided to cultivate his mind and temperament; that nature of his was well-controlled.

But now, it was time for him to make his name known!

"Boom!"

Yang Jian's combat power soared in an instant, he fully activated his Nine-Turned Golden Body, channeling the Origin Power of the Five-Colored Crystal Stone, invoking that hint of Chaos Demon Ape's essence blood, and circulated it throughout his body.

His body surged with True Yuan, burning vigorously, and his aura suddenly surged, the powerful energy caused the passageways and the water flow around him to twist and tear.

"Clang!"

Yang Jian's single hand grabbed at the air, and the Ocean-Stabilizing Divine Needle Iron tinged with golden light appeared above his right hand, instantly enveloping the Daoist stick with a layer of Qing-colored Yuqing True Essence, its ancient and heavy aura caused the surrounding space to naturally split apart.

"Break for me!" With a ferocious cold shout from Yang Jian, the Ocean-Stabilizing Divine Needle in his hand instantly grew tremendously in size, and with boundless strength, he smashed towards the incoming blood-colored energy scythe.

"Boom!"

With no hesitation, the millstone-thick Ocean-Stabilizing Divine Needle Iron shattered the blood-colored scythe, the brutal force instantly dispersed the passageway, the surging sea of the Death God, breaking through the two walls of water, surged violently and in an instant drowned everyone.

"What violent power, I fear it's not below the Sub-Saint Peak realm!" The Netherworld God Clan warrior who shot out the blood-colored energy scythe showed a heavy look. After pondering for a while, he said with an ugly expression: "Invaders, promptly surrender, accompany me to the Ziwei Palace to await the Great Emperor's sentencing! Otherwise, you will be eliminated on the spot!"

Yang Jian retracted the Ocean-Stabilizing Divine Needle, his eyes emitting two blood-colored glows, looking at the Netherworld God Clan warrior before him with a strange light, he said, "State your name, for your Erlang Grandfather shall not kill the unnamed under his stick!"

The warrior of the Netherworld God Clan was instantly enraged. He scanned Yang Jian up and down, saying, "Arrogant invader, do not think just because you have the power of a Sub-Saint at the peak level that you can do as you please in this Sea of the Death God! By my name, Thanatos the Death God, I declare punishment by fire on the person before me!"

As soon as Thanatos finished speaking, he stretched out his left hand holding the scythe, and steadily slashed out one by one.

"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!"

Countless blood-colored stars poured out from the scythe, eighty-one in total, floating around Thanatos, each star faintly pulsating with the intense fluctuations of the Death Law, distorting the void they moved through.

"Fire Execution Pillar! Activate!" Thanatos shouted loudly, divine power instantly infused into the eighty-one stars in front of him.

"Hum~~~"

Each star began to pulsate up and down, and from within the exterior of the stars, streams of intense green Yin Fire burst through.

The power so formidable that the surrounding already distorted void formed one crack after another.

"Bang!"

Eighty-one stars instantly unleashed countless fiery green pillars, directed at Yang Jian.

The pillars of fire reached up to the heavens, unaffected by the seawater in the pitch-black Sea of the Death God, even boiling the water.

"Roar!"

Seeing this, Yang Jian's blood-red eyes deepened.

With a fierce roar, the Ocean-Stabilizing Divine Needle in his hand rose to the sky, the Sea of the Death God ceased and broke into emptiness, the vast ocean was entirely churned up, and the blood belonging to the Chaos Demon Ape inside him was pushed to the limit, his attack power unparalleled.

The eighty-one towering pillars of fire instantly twisted around the Ocean-Stabilizing Divine Needle, burning along the long staff towards Yang Jian's figure.

The Divine Needle began to struggle fiercely, the overwhelming Rule of Power gushed out from the staff, attempting to disperse the ghastly green flames.

The green Yin Fire flames were truly extraordinary, preventing even the Divine Needle from shattering them in the least, and they burned even more fiercely, making even the body of the Divine Needle begin to turn red, like an iron rod heated to glowing.

The Divine Needle itself is a staff refined from rare metals, naturally with heat conducting properties, but it came from the leader Li Qingming, ordinary flames absolutely cannot melt it.

Now, the situation was indeed quite mysterious. (To be continued. If you like this work, we welcome you to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation votes and monthly tickets, your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please go to m.qidian.com to read.)

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