"Is it just my imagination, or is there really no strong presence in the Netherworld?"

After the three members of the Primordial Qilin's group landed, they arrived at the westernmost end of the Netherworld—Golden Hill.

This place corresponds to the Western Wilderness of the Primordial Lands, with vast territories and rolling golden sand dunes as far as the eye can see.

"Why does this Underworld seem just like the Primordial Land at the beginning of the world, everything is so new!"

Walking in the Netherworld, Qiankun Immortal found that aside from some occasional ghosts emerging, he didn't sense any presence that could threaten him.

Of course, Qiankun knew that the Underworld had Emperor Fengdu.

But in this vast world like the Primordial Land, where is the Emperor Fengdu?

"Indeed, very new!"

The Primordial Qilin said, "The creatures of the Underworld seem to be few; I even found some Cave Heaven Blessed Lands still in the incubation stage, not yet fully formed."

Unlike his two companions, the Primordial Qilin had been to the Netherworld before.

However, back then, the Netherworld was shrouded in mist, a world of pure darkness, not much different from Chaos.

Unexpectedly, this time, the mist was confined only to the Chaotic Nether Sea.

When they landed, they found everything was new, as if they'd entered a new continent.

"This is totally an undeveloped world, highly valuable!"

The Divine Hidden Demon did not show himself, hiding in the shadow of Qiankun Immortal: "Even though there are a few powerful beings in the Netherworld, it's impossible for them to truly dominate the entire Netherworld."

"Perhaps we can place a piece here, establish a Daoist ground in this infinite territory."

"Don't be too optimistic."

Qiankun Immortal said, "The ancestor of Ghost Immortals, Emperor Fengdu, is not to be trifled with."

"Being able to establish an Immortal Dao Lineage, even if he cannot control the entire Netherworld, he still holds a significant position!"

"Those Immortal Scriptures above the Nether Sea must be placed by him, specifically for educating Ghost Immortals."

Qiankun Immortal thought of the issue of Ghost Immortal development discussed by Emperor Fengdu at the Immortal Dao Conference, complaining about the scarcity of ghost types.

Looking at it now, it is indeed the case.

The various types of Ghost Tribe he saw along the way were plentiful.

Yet, compared to the entire Netherworld, they're just a drop in the sea.

In fact, Qiankun Immortal did not know.

If they had come earlier, they wouldn't have even seen a single ghost.

The Divine Hidden Demon casually remarked, "I wasn't suggesting confronting him!"

"We can seize some Daoist grounds in the barren areas of the Netherworld and then hide, assessing the situation of the Underworld before making any decisions."

The Divine Hidden Demon, indeed, likes to hide.

This Underworld is too vast, with few Divines, and countless unclaimed Cave Heaven Blessed Lands.

To the Divine Hidden Demon, this is a promised land.

Find a corner of the Netherworld to hide in, who could find him?

"Let's set aside taking the Netherworld for now, this time we're here to explore, let's move forward a little more."

The Primordial Qilin remained steady, calculating the time, hoping to gather as much real information about the Netherworld as possible.

They bypassed the void and continued on their journey.

As they walked, the celestial phenomena gradually changed.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!!!

A gentle wind began to howl, turning violent and becoming a storm.

The sand rose from gentle drift to arrogant defiance, the gale combined with the furious sand formed a sandstorm.

The sandstorm roared and swept the earth, raising thick clouds of dust.

For a moment, flying sand and rolling stones, the sky and earth darkened.

The strong wind wrapped in dust was pressing down like a gray fog, the entire world appeared in shades of gray.

It seemed that the entire sky and earth would be swallowed in one gulp by the dust and sand.

Only a Blood Moon struggled in the sky, at times pushed by the dust, at times squeezing through, spinning into a flickering bright dot in the grayish sky.

"Has the time come?" The Primordial Qilin stood calmly in the storm, his senses told him there was still time left.

"No, there's still the time of one incense stick!" The Divine Hidden Demon confirmed his thought.

"Should we advance or retreat?" Qiankun Immortal said indifferently, not worried about their disguise being revealed.

The Primordial Qilin squinted, through the storm and sand, his gaze traversed infinite space-time, seeing a verdant expanse.

On the fertile land, a city was suspended high.

Ten thousand ghosts gathered, sharing bliss.

"It seems we'll have to stop here this time." The Primordial Qilin regretfully withdrew his gaze,

A pungent bloodshed aura already permeated the storm.

"The visitor comes with malintent!"

The sky darkened, shadows on the ground also became blurred.

The Divine Hidden Demon had not yet appeared, still shocked by how his Dao Fruit had failed.

"Strange, our state hasn't broken, as far as anyone can tell, the three of us Da Luo are just dust in this Golden Hill, how could we be discovered?"

Da Luo Supreme, sees through everything.

This is indeed true.

But the Divine Hidden Demon didn't expect that even at this point of "true from false", his divine skills could still be forced.

"I am the City Lord of Wangsi City, welcome fellow Daoists to the jurisdiction of Wangsi City!"

The storm roared, sand howled, a pair of scarlet eyes appeared on the horizon, gazing playfully at the Primordial Qilin and Qiankun.

"Can Daoist let us pass?" Qiankun Immortal asked loudly.

"Pass?"

In the storm, the Ming River pulled out the Yuan Tu Sword from between his brows, blood trickled down, flowing across his face, looking extraordinarily terrifying:

"Allowing passage is impossible."

"But my Wangsi City is just missing a few wronged ghosts. I think the two Daoists are destined to meet me. Why not visit my city?"

He no longer needed to hide any identity.

Back in the battle of the Blood Sea, all the Primordial Gods knew that the Master of Blood Sea and Emperor Fengdu were as close as brothers.

"Daoist, you're too kind, but we are destined but not fated!"

The Primordial Qilin cupped his hands towards the void: "See you later!"

He was very rational, turning away with the Qiankun Immortal.

"Leave? The Netherworld is not a place where you can come and go as you please!"

Roar!!

A roar came from the sky.

Sands and stones danced wildly in the sky, and in an instant, the gloomy haze filled the sky, falling straight to the earth like a drawn sword cutting down Jiuxiao.

The Primordial Qilin's eyes condensed, two cold silver rays shot out, exploding among the endless sandstorm.

Ming River revealed his form, sneering as he swung his sword again.

In a flash, the bloody sword Qi crisscrossed, sweeping across the entire sky, the terrifying sword light dazzling, rushing straight towards the Primordial Qilin.

"So it's the Master of Blood Sea."

Qiankun Immortal looked at the blood-clothed Divine in the storm, waving his hand to refine thousands of grains of sand.

In that moment, Dao and logic intertwined, art and law converged, each grain of sand glistening like gemstones, sparkling with enchanting brilliance.

Rumble!!

Qiankun Immortal, in an instant, gathered sand into a tower, a Heaven-Reaching Tower that shone over the world.

This tower rose nine floors high, appearing both illusory and very real, and between illusion and reality, it exuded a trace of holiness, as if eternal, yet seeming immortal.

Dang!!

As Ming River's Killing Sword touched this Treasure Tower, it was actually repelled.

"Go!" Qiankun Immortal threw out the Treasure Tower in his hand.

On the tower, unending divine patterns twirled, engraved with the myriad Dao of all beings and all rivers, lakes, and mountains, able to mobilize infinite nature's spiritual energy.

A single drop of water could transform into the Four Seas; a single stone could become Divine Mountain Kunlun.

The giant tower stood tall and majestic, reaching the clouds, its vast pressure spreading from the inside out, as if Qiankun Immortal intended to directly shake Ming River down from the nine heavens.

"Hmph!" Ming River snorted coldly, stomping his foot as red light surged.

The defense of the twelve-petaled Karma Fire Red Lotus activated.

Rumble!!!

Terrifying waves spread in all directions.

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"Who's fighting?"

Such a great battle startled the sneaky divines who had smuggled into the Netherworld.

"Who are they, and why are they fighting? It's terrifying!"

Beside the Yin Lord, the hooded boy covered his ears, trembling all over.

"So soon there's a divine discovered?" Just landed, Zhen Yuanzi looked at the battle in surprise, letting out a long sigh of relief.

Luckily, he moved slowly, or else he'd be the one blocked.

"That Treasure Tower's origin is unclear, which deity might that be?" Jieyin and Zhun Ti were more cautious, always hiding among the chaotic ghosts.

Wherever this group of chaotic ghosts went, they followed, never falling behind.

"Never mind them, let's continue our exploration!" The brothers had a clear goal, just to "hang out with the ghosts"!

"Greetings, everyone!"

Suddenly, a friendly greeting was heard.

All the divines who had sneaked into the Netherworld heard it distinctly.

Their hearts skipped a beat suddenly.

"Kill!"

The Fire Dragon Daoist shouted abruptly, his voice resounding through the heavens like battle drums and thunder, holding a Magic Net, casting it into the air, the Infinite Void blazing with flames, the firelight illuminating the weeping Ghost Gods.

Boom~~

With a loud bang, Patriarch Jiu Chen attacked boldly, waving his sleeve to obscure the daylight, killing intent covering the high skies, brilliant starlight descending from Jiuxiao, rushing directly towards Red Cloud.

Red Cloud hurriedly dodged, releasing an endless fierce wind, harsh winds carrying evil, invading the Divine Soul, blowing Patriarch Jiu Chen into fury, disrupting the star aspect.

Whoosh!

Bright starlight purified the sky, dispersing the endless clouds, sweeping them away, the fierce wind helpless, forcing Red Cloud to retreat again.

"Stop!"

A Ghost General pursued, untying a pouch at his waist, from which swarms of wasps and locusts flew out, gathering in masses.

Qiankun Immortal, seeing this, braced the Treasure Tower against an attack from Ming River, then swiftly moved to assist.

"Kill!"

The Fire Dragon Daoist shouted abruptly, his voice resounding through the heavens like battle drums and thunder, holding a Magic Net, casting it into the air, the Infinite Void blazing with flames, the firelight illuminating the weeping Ghost Gods.

Boom~~

With a loud bang, Patriarch Jiu Chen attacked boldly, waving his sleeve to obscure the daylight, killing intent covering the high skies, brilliant starlight descending from Jiuxiao, rushing directly towards Red Cloud.

Red Cloud hurriedly dodged, releasing an endless fierce wind, harsh winds carrying evil, invading the Divine Soul, blowing Patriarch Jiu Chen into fury, disrupting the star aspect.

Whoosh!

Bright starlight purified the sky, dispersing the endless clouds, sweeping them away, the fierce wind helpless, forcing Red Cloud to retreat again.

"Stop!"

A Ghost General pursued, untying a pouch at his waist, from which swarms of wasps and locusts flew out, gathering in masses.

Qiankun Immortal, seeing this, braced the Treasure Tower against an attack from Ming River, then swiftly moved to assist.

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