Chapter 826: Chapter 826: Nether Race

Not far away, the black fog churned, and some creatures quickly approached, surrounding this area.

In fact, they had long seen Shi Hao but did not act immediately, instead planning an encirclement, and were also waiting for the strong members of the Nether Race from the rear.

“Act quickly, they’ve sent many people. The Nether Race lacks everything but corpses. Break through now,” Hong Huang whispered, with lingering fear in her heart.

A group of creatures with heavy yin energy gathered, a large group, all cold and chilly, lacking vitality and warmth, like remains freshly unearthed.

Among them, there were humanoids, Divine Birds, beasts, and even squids from lakes and seas.

Shi Hao was not worried; instead, he laughed because the leaders, except for one humanoid, were all unique creatures, extraordinary each one.

A black giant turtle, about the size of a small mountain, with golden patterns on its shell and horns on its head, had been a god for a few months.

An ocean beast, colossal like a small mountain, resembling a sea serpent but with a gigantic clam shell, looked coldly at this place.

…

The leading creatures were colossal like a few mountain peaks standing there, overlooking Shi Hao and Hong Huang.

“You… roll away!”

Across from them, among the strongest leaders of the Nether Race, a humanoid creature pointed at Shi Hao, asking him to leave Hong Huang, the ominous black energy heavy around him.

Shi Hao glanced at each head and said, “Roll? Why don’t you show me how!”

“I had hoped you’d live a little longer, but now you’ll die first!” The humanoid creature waved his hand, and momentarily, the nether mist surged, with powerful newly ascended Nether Race experts taking action.

A squid, with a rotting aura, swung its eight limbs, each holding a giant hammer capable of smashing mountains, attacking Shi Hao.

“Boom!”

The ground trembled immediately, shaking violently with its strike.

“Be careful, this squid is formidable, not much weaker than those few leaders,” Hong Huang warned from behind, her expression grave. It’s been years, and she didn’t know how strong Shi Hao had become.

However, as soon as her words fell, everything froze and stood still.

“Crack!”

Shi Hao stood in place, his whole body glowing, lightning surged like a vast river, pouring out from his pores, intensely striking the squid.

Especially one streak of lightning transformed into a sharp War Spear, brilliant in golden light, taking shape and speeding into the squid’s body, piercing its Primordial Spirit.

It suddenly froze, then with a thunderous crash, fell to the ground, cracking it open, stirring up a large cloud of dust.

The scene turned silent, the leading creatures astonished, especially the humanoid creature, whose eyes turned cold as he spat out a White Bone Banner.

“Friend, we come from the Nether Race…” The humanoid creature’s tone softened noticeably, feeling a bit worried, but before he could finish, Shi Hao interrupted, “What are you? Neither human nor ghostly, and you call yourself my friend?”

“Didn’t you just tell him to get lost? Why have you changed your tune?” Hong Huang sarcastically commented from behind, truly shocked in her heart. Shi Hao dispatched a powerful opponent with just one strike, more “ferocious” than before.

“Being polite to you was meant to save face, don’t go too far,” the humanoid creature said, his gaze cold.

“The Nether Race, talking to me about face, are you joking?!” Shi Hao said.

With a clang, a sword appeared in his hand, electric light swirling around it, dazzlingly bright, formed from condensed lightning.

“Kill him!” the humanoid creature ordered. He was extremely wary of Shi Hao because control over lightning was precisely restraining for the Nether Race.

Immediately, over a dozen Netherians stepped out, joining him, the black fog rolling, nether energy rolling, drenching the world as if immersed in ink, unbearably cold.

Even though they had become gods, they still carried a kind of yin energy they could not dispel, and black flames danced over each of their bodies.

The kind of black flame alternated between hot and cold, unlike typical fire, sometimes capable of freezing the earth, extraordinarily sinister.

“Kill!”

Over a dozen people attacked, swiftly rushing forward.

Shi Hao let out a long howl, with lightning intertwining around him like a sun; it was undoubtedly Thunder Emperor’s Treasure Technique, masculine and domineering, perfectly countering ghostly creatures heavy with yin energy.

“Ka!”

In almost an instant, his unleashed lightning killed seven or eight rushing Netherians, turning them into charred remains one after the other.

This was simply slaughter!

After becoming a god, Shi Hao’s combat power and all aspects enhanced rapidly, and the power of Thunderclap Treasure Technique surged intensely, more dominant than before, like heavenly punishment.

Shu!

Simultaneously, Shi Hao shot out like an arrow, too swift, closing in on the humanoid creature, his Lightning Sword flashing, piercing through its protective nether light.

“Dang!”

The White Bone Banner lifted, surging with brutal evil energy, various ghostly creatures clawed and fanged, as though swallowing countless souls, rushing towards Shi Hao.

This Nether Race leader’s strength was impressive, far surpassing a typical Venerable One, using a Treasured Artifact to contend with Shi Hao.

“Boom!”

Here, Shi Hao unleashed thunder like a waterfall, extending in all directions, exploding all approaching specters to nothing instantly.

Crack!

The White Bone Banner cracked, clipped by Shi Hao with two fingers.

Secret techniques intertwined, nether fog surged, and this humanoid creature fiercely fought back, employing all secret techniques, shouting loudly.

He sustained fourteen moves before being decapitated by a brilliant sword light, falling to the ground, his body separated.

Indeed, he was a master in a region, not too many Cultivators could withstand over ten moves from Shi Hao without dying at the same level.

“You…” said the fallen head, nether fire flickering inside it, filled with shock and fear.

“Humanoid, keeping you serves no purpose,” Shi Hao said, stomping down, with a crack, the skull split open, the dark divine light shattered, ending him.

All this happened in an instant, and those around had no time to aid.

“What happened?” A figure came running from the rear, leading a Cerberus.

“Why hasn’t she been killed yet, and why has another human arrived, kill them all, don’t leave any witnesses,” said this Netherian clad in Crimson Armor, carrying death aura, with silver-white eyes.

And the Cerberus he led was enormous, carrying a rotting aura, with three ferocious heads.

“Report, sir, this person is formidable, we are not opponents,” the Netherians bowed, paying respects, even the giant turtle and ocean beast were no exception.

“I’ve decided, to blacklist the Nether Race, even if they rise from death, they still carry a rotten aura, distasteful,” Shi Hao said.

Thick-skinned as he was, famed for daring to eat anything, he now covered his nose, a bit uncomfortable, thinking of roasting and steaming this group of ghostly creatures made him a bit nauseous.

Behind, Hong Huang snickered quietly.

“Woof!”

The Cerberus roared, its three heads spraying different rays of light, pouncing on Shi Hao, leaping dozens of feet high, diving from the void towards Shi Hao’s face.

“Like owner, like dog, kill!” Shi Hao uttered in a low voice.

With a kick, he unleashed Kun Peng’s strength, with a boom, instantly shattering the newly ascended Cerberus, stunning all Netherians.

Opposite, the man in Crimson Armor looked with an icy gaze.

“Be careful, these are subordinates of the Dark Child, very powerful,” Hong Huang said.

“Never heard of the Dark Child. Is he stronger than Mingzi? I even killed him,” Shi Hao said.

“What, are you Desolate?” Everyone present was astounded; the Nether Race knew that their Primordial had been slain in the Primordial Heaven Secret Realm.

“The Netherworld is vast, with endless corpses, some said to be buried since the world’s inception, the Dark Child is one of them, extremely terrifying,” Hong Huang explained, telling him that person was surely much stronger than Mingzi.

“If he comes, I’ll kill him too,” Shi Hao said.

“Arrogant, once the Dark Child descends, what are you? You’ll surely be crushed,” said the man in Crimson Armor, his eyes fanatical.

Shu!

Shi Hao initiated a massacre, terrifying the group of Netherians, they were simply no match. As soon as lightning struck, their nether energy dispersed, charred all over, for them it was like undergoing a Heavenly Calamity.

Because the Thunder Emperor’s Treasure Technique contained infinite lightning power.

“Martial brother, please show mercy, our Netherworld does not wish to be your enemy,” the remaining were terrified after the slaughter, petrified to the core. Rising from the dead to gain wisdom made some cherish life even more.

“Wait, the Dark Child will definitely come personally and take your life!” The man in Crimson Battle Halberd turned to leave, unfolding a scroll to break through the void and escape.

This was similar to a Voidbreaker Talisman, capable of piercing the void to carry him away.

“Boom!”

Shi Hao wielded a golden halberd like the revival of a Ten Fierce Beast, with overwhelming flood-like aura rushing forward, cutting off the void, splitting him with a puff, making him fall down.

This is the Void Halberd; it can rend the void, naturally cutting off his escape.

“I want to kill you; can you escape?!”

“You…” This Netherian, with strong vitality, before dying, used a bone mirror to reflect towards Shi Hao, imprinting his form weakly, saying, “I have imprinted your form and spirit; the Dark Child already knows, and will find you sooner or later, extracting your Three Souls and Seven Spirits.”

The bone mirror faded, turning into a dark light, disappearing.

“What Dark Child, dare to come; he will be suppressively killed,” Shi Hao said.

Without suspense, all Netherians were wiped out cleanly.

Hong Huang looked at Shi Hao with concern and said, “The Dark Child is an ancient corpse from the world’s inception; possibly a being from the last era, buried under the Netherworld until this era to gain consciousness, terrifyingly close to demonic, said to have innate Divine Skills.”

Shi Hao was taken aback upon hearing this.

According to Hong Huang, the Dark Child’s body was Vajra, enduring with the world; upon awakening, he had innate Divine Skills, emitted naturally from his body.

“So, he had great abilities in his previous life, even in death, the body has some instincts to emit former Divine Skills,” Shi Hao frowned.

However, he wasn’t fearful; be it the Six-Crowned King or the Dark Child, they ultimately were human, not Immortals, and could be countered.

The immediate task was to enhance his power; once his path was complete, even the most stunning people in history coming wouldn’t matter.

Shi Hao cleared the battlefield, staring unwillingly at the giant turtle and a Divine bird, saying, “These are indeed Divine creatures; can’t they be eaten?”

The end result was he tried roasting, determined to try, but gave up midway because of a cadaverous smell.

Hong Huang vomited, complaining constantly.

Shi Hao’s face didn’t look good either, staring at the void, saying, “Your Netherworld is most useless, not even fit as food, all trash!”

Outside, a group of people petrified.

The Netherians were on the verge of exploding with rage.

Cultivators from all sides, strong figures from all sects, felt a sweat breaking out; this kid was too demonic.

Al the eyes inadvertently turned towards the Nether Race there.

In the void, a White Bone Mountain hung, with black mist swirling, the Netherlord’s face pale, as if never seeing sunlight, a morbidly enchanting beauty, yet their eyes terrifyingly extreme.

Below the White Bone Mountain, all Netherians had gloomy expressions, staring at the young figure manifested on the Stele, naturally knowing what he was saying through lip movement.

“Divine Medicine!”

Within the Minor Thousand World, Shi Hao was overjoyed.

He cleared the battlefield and not only found Hong Huang’s Divine Medicine but also discovered two more, truly an unexpected surprise.

What was he lacking now? Certainly these heavenly treasures containing Divine Substance.

After taking out the three Divine Medicines, the whole land became splendid, with dazzling light and intoxicating fragrance, filled with rich primordial essence.

“Could that be an Ancient Immortal Medicine Field, and they wanted to kill me to seal the secret?” Hong Huang pondered after taking the Divine Medicine Shi Hao handed her, making such a judgment.

“We can go check it out,” Shi Hao said, with misty light enveloping his hands.

One herb was bright red, like red coral, blazing with scarlet light. With every deep breath, his injuries lessened a bit, but the herb’s name was unknown.

Another herb had dark light flowing, with all its leaves like mastiff dogs, swinging with the wind, producing barks, a startling phenomenon. This was a vine, only half a meter long, but with dark light intense, like a black sun, and an inescapably rich fragrance.

“Unexpectedly, the dog leaf vine can grow into Divine Medicine,” Shi Hao was quite surprised; he had seen it in the Lower Realm, but it was only Spiritual Medicine then.

He thought, with these two herbs, consuming one would heal his Dao injuries, allowing him to go into retreat again.

However, before leaving, he thought he should first explore that site with Hong Huang to see if it truly was an ancient medicine field.

The full moon night, shadows of trees swayed.

This was a ruin, but there were no buildings left, only rubble and some giant trees, looking quite eerie under the blood moon.

In the Ancient Immortal World, there was no silver moon, only a blood moon, looking quite bleak and vivid.

Some said it was from ancient battles; the blood of Immortals splattered and stained the moon red.

“Oh, there is truly something strange,” Hong Huang stared ahead.

At the center of the ruins, strands of Immortal Light rose from time to time, casting a dreamlike glow over the whole land, faintly accompanied by singing.

“Hmm, what’s that?” Shi Hao was shocked, seeing a wondrous sight.

There was a pure white turtle carrying an immaculate white-clothed woman, moving at the center of the ruins, and a rich medicinal fragrance spreading.

At this moment, whether Shi Hao or Hong Huang, both were shocked, as if they felt they were about to ascend into Immortality.

Wishing everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival, family reunion, and joy!

Also, Wuzui has started a new book, “Sword Dynasty,” after consecutively destroying the three great dynasties of Han, Zhao, Wei, the Qin Dynasty has ushered in unprecedented prosperity, with powerful cultivators emerging one after another, everyone takes pride in being a Qin…

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