76: Chapter 76 Su Bai Has Fallen?

The last wisp of Yin Qi in the Tongue-Pulling Hell settled, and Su Bai stood at the world core, overlooking the rejuvenated Netherworld World.

Ghost Gate Pass stood tall and majestic, with Tongue-Pulling Hell hidden deep underground. The Ten Great Yin Marshals performed their respective duties, and the creatures of the five races thrived.

Everything was in perfect order.

But he always felt something was missing.

He watched the Mushroom People busy in the Mycelium Deep Forest, the Shadow Demons cultivating in the Shadow Demon Abyss, the Ice Crystals building homes on the Extreme Cold Ice Plains, the Naga swimming in the Deep Blue Sea Abyss, and the humans praying on the New Era Ruins.

They lived, reproduced, evolved, and believed.

And then?

Then they would die.

What after death?

Su Bai frowned slightly.

He thought of the structure of the Netherworld in the legends of his past life.

After a person dies, their soul leaves the body and is escorted by Ghost Messengers through Ghost Gate Pass and along the Yellow Spring Road. They look back at their lives on the Wangxiang Platform; the wicked are sent to Hell for punishment, while the virtuous cross the Bridge of Helplessness, drink Meng Po Soup, and are reincarnated.

This was a complete process.

An independent process, isolated from the world of the living.

But what about the current Netherworld?

Ghost Gate Pass stood at the world's boundary, Tongue-Pulling Hell was deep underground, and Hall of Impermanence towered behind Ghost Gate Pass.

Those living races could see that majestic gate every day.

They knew it was the destination for the souls of the dead.

But they were also alive.

Life and death should have been two separate worlds.

Su Bai's gaze gradually became profound.

He wanted to migrate all the Netherworld buildings and the Ten Great Yin Marshals to an independent space.

A space that only souls of the dead could enter.

That space should overlap with the current world, yet remain isolated from it.

Living beings wouldn't be able to see it, touch it, or sense it.

Only at the moment their souls left their bodies upon death would they find themselves in another world.

Ghost Gate Pass would stand in the void, the Yellow Spring Road would extend through the emptiness, and Hell would burn deep underground.

That would be the true Netherworld.

And the current world should be left to the five races.

Let them develop freely in their own territories, communicate, trade, fight, and merge with each other.

Let them form a true civilization.

Let them find their own balance.

Su Bai's eyes lit up.

This concept was perfect.

He immediately immersed himself in the world core and began to attempt the operation.

[Available Operation: Space Creation]

[Prompt: Current Power Of Faith: 3111 points]

[Power Of Faith Required: ???]

[Description: Create a dimensional space independent of the existing world to house the core Netherworld buildings and the Ghost Messenger stations. The required Power Of Faith is proportional to the size of the space, with a minimum requirement of 10,000 points.]

Su Bai fell silent.

Ten thousand points.

He only had 3,111 points right now.

Not even a third of the minimum requirement.

He took a deep breath and continued to check the detailed description.

[Available Space Creation Levels:]

[Junior Netherworld Space: 100km in diameter, can house Ghost Gate Pass, Yellow Spring Road, Hall of Impermanence, Tongue-Pulling Hell, and the Ten Great Yin Marshals' stations. Required Power Of Faith: 10,000 points.]

[Intermediate Netherworld Space: 500km in diameter, can house Primary Netherworld buildings plus Wangxiang Platform, Three-Life Stone, and Bridge of Helplessness (must be built first). Required Power Of Faith: 50,000 points.]

[Advanced Netherworld Space: 2,000km in diameter, can house the complete Netherworld structure, the Ten Kings of Hell, and the Six Case Clerks' stations. Required Power Of Faith: 1,000,000 points.]

Su Bai's eyelids twitched as he looked at those numbers.

One million.

He rubbed his brow and closed the operation interface.

No rush.

Take it slow.

Accumulate Power Of Faith first.

Once he saved up 10,000 points, he would first create the Junior Netherworld Space.

Move Ghost Gate Pass, Yellow Spring Road, Hall of Impermanence, and Tongue-Pulling Hell all inside.

Let the Ten Great Yin Marshals move in as well.

Let the living and the dead be completely separated.

Only then would the Netherworld truly be the Netherworld.

Su Bai withdrew his thoughts, his gaze falling on the remaining Power Of Faith.

3111 points.

He thought about it and decided not to use it for now.

Mainly because it was too little. Aside from creating Ghost Soldiers, it wasn't much use. Su Bai didn't plan to create more Ghost Soldiers anyway, since he already had Ghost Gate Pass—wasn't it better to get them for free every day?

As for the remaining three thousand plus Power Of Faith.

Keep it.

It would be useful later.

He looked up, his gaze piercing through the barrier of the Netherworld World and landing on the real world outside.

heavenly pride list.

He hadn't paid attention to it for a long time.

The Consciousness Universe was still vast and boundless.

The moment Su Bai's point of light lit up again, the public channel went silent for a second before instantly exploding.

[Spectator A: Holy crap!!! Su Bai is online!!!]

[Spectator B: For real? That fallen guy is back to life?]

[Spectator C: What 'fallen'? He was just in seclusion for a few days, what are you guys spreading rumors for?]

[Spectator D: Seclusion? Heh, his rank dropped from the 300s to the 500s, you call that seclusion? That's being too scared to come out after getting beaten!]

[Spectator E: Exactly, exactly. That battle with the Sword Emperor was definitely a fluke. Where would he get a Rank 5 hero? He must have used some forbidden technique and is now suffering the backlash!]

[Spectator F: @Su Bai, Big Boss, ignore them, fight a match and show everyone!]

Su Bai looked at the spamming messages with a calm expression.

He glanced at his rank.

[Current Rank: 572nd]

It had dropped from the 300s to the 500s.

He had dropped over two hundred ranks.

He opened the public channel and scrolled through the recent discussions.

The term "Su Bai's Fall" was actually trending.

Supposedly, because he hadn't appeared for so long, people started rumors that his world core collapsed from forcibly raising his hero's rank, or that he was heavily injured by the Sword Emperor's counterattack, or that he had long since secretly quit the heavenly pride list.

Some had even set up betting pools on whether he would appear again.

The odds were one to five.

The corners of Su Bai's mouth curled up slightly.

Boring.

He closed the public channel and clicked on matchmaking.

[Matching...]

[Match Successful]

[Opponent Rank: 541st]

[Opponent World Level: Rank 5 Mid-stage]

[Opponent World Type: Martial Arts Civilization]

[Comprehensive Evaluation: A]

The moment the passage opened, a lean, muscular bald young man appeared on the other side.

He was shirtless with bulging muscles, and behind him was a massive Martial Arts World. Countless martial artists were training on the drill grounds, with the sound of punches whistling and energy surging. At the very front stood an old man with white hair and beard, his aura unfathomable—a Rank 5 peak Martial Arts Grandmaster.

The bald youth was stunned for a moment when he saw Su Bai, then grinned.

"Su Bai? The guy who fell?"

"Hahahaha, is my luck this good? I ran into a point-giver in my first match?"

He sized Su Bai up, his eyes full of contempt.

"I heard your world collapsed? Your heroes are all dead? Then what's the point of fighting? Just admit defeat and save me the trouble."

Su Bai looked at him without saying a word.

He just gently raised his hand.

Behind him, the grayish-white Yin Qi of the Netherworld World surged like a sea.

A figure slowly emerged from the Yin Qi.

It was a towering figure as sturdy as an iron tower, standing 2.5 meters tall. He had a massive bull's head with two black horns curving toward the sky, their tips glinting coldly. His eyes were as large as copper bells, with blood-red pupils radiating endless ferocity.

Ox-Head, Abang.

Rank 6.

The moment Ox-Head appeared, a heavy pressure swept through the entire void.

The pressure was so strong that the bald youth's smile instantly froze on his face.

In the Martial Arts World behind him, the training martial artists all suddenly stopped. They felt their legs go weak, their hearts pound wildly, and as if something terrifying was staring at them.

The Rank 5 peak Martial Arts Grandmaster snapped his eyes open, filled with horror.

"This... what is this aura?!"

Ox-Head ignored those gazes.

He simply raised the Steel Fork in his hand and pointed it at the Martial Arts World opposite him.

He moved.

With one step, the void trembled.

In two steps, he was already above the Martial Arts World.

The Steel Fork smashed down.

Boom!!!

A violent shockwave spread in all directions.

The Rank 5 peak Martial Arts Grandmaster did his best to resist, but his punch energy was like paper before the Steel Fork.

The Steel Fork struck him, making him cough up blood and fly backward.

Ox-Head gave him no chance to catch his breath.

The second strike was already coming.

Third strike, fourth strike, fifth strike.

Each strike was heavier than the last.

Each strike carried the pressure of the Tongue-Pulling Hell and the will of Ten Thousand Ghosts Submission.

Sixth strike.

The Steel Fork smashed down.

The Martial Arts Grandmaster's body was smashed into a mist of blood.

The battle had lasted less than three minutes since it began.

The Martial Arts World was completely wiped out.

The bald youth stood before his shattered world projection, his face pale and his legs trembling.

He opened his mouth to say something, but couldn't make a sound.

Su Bai glanced at him and spoke indifferently:

"Do you surrender?"

The bald youth nodded frantically.

The passage dissipated.

[Battle Ended]

[You are victorious. Points +10]

[Current Rank: 548th]

Su Bai withdrew his gaze and continued matchmaking.