118: After flattening a branch of the underworld, I found a wild Chaos entity.

Inside the myriad things mother qi cauldron, Chaos surged like a purgatory at the dawn of creation.

"Argh—!!"

Shrill, wretched screams echoed within the cauldron's space, enough to make one's skin crawl.

That was the Primordial Spirit of Supreme Hei Tian.

At this moment, he was firmly suppressed by billions of strands of mysterious yellow mother qi, looking like a toad pinned to a chopping board, unable to move.

Su Xuanchen sat cross-legged in the Void Realm, expressionless, as a large hand wreathed in Immortal and Demonic Qi ruthlessly clamped onto Supreme Hei Tian's crown.

Soul Search!

Simple, crude, and without any foreplay.

"No... don't look! You'll regret it!!"

Supreme Hei Tian struggled frantically, his Primordial Spirit burning intensely, his eyes filled with fear originating from the depths of his Soul.

"The Underworld cannot be pried into! It is a taboo! You will bring about a great horror!!"

"A great horror?"

Su Xuanchen sneered, golden light erupting from his fingers and palm.

"In all my travels, I, Su Xuanchen, have specialized in curing all sorts of defiance and great horrors."

"Open for me!"

Crack!

Supreme Hei Tian's Sea of Consciousness barrier was fragile and pathetic, shattering instantly.

A massive amount of memory fragments flooded into Su Xuanchen's mind all at once.

Slaughter, blood, conspiracies... the Underworld's training, assassination missions, Branch Hall locations... Suddenly.

In the deepest part of Supreme Hei Tian's memory, Su Xuanchen saw a towering, ancient palace standing at the end of the darkness.

Above the palace sat a blurred, indistinct figure.

That figure just sat there quietly, yet it caused the myriad Daos of the heavens to wail and the river of time to cease its flow.

Immortal!

That was the aura of a true Immortal Dao being!

The moment Su Xuanchen touched this memory—

Buzz—!

That blurred figure crossed the river of time and opened its eyes.

Two beams of pale immortal light, containing the will to erase all Karma, followed the connection of the Soul Search and surged upstream, piercing straight toward Su Xuanchen's Sea of Consciousness!

"Junior, you have overstepped."

An indifferent voice, like a judgment from the Heavenly Dao, was about to explode in Su Xuanchen's mind.

"Hmph!"

Su Xuanchen let out a muffled groan as a bloody gash split open between his brows.

But he did not panic; instead, a fierce light flickered in his eyes.

"You want to wound me through a memory?"

"Suppress!"

Clang—!!!

The myriad things mother qi cauldron let out a roar that shook the heavens.

Upon the cauldron's body, the totems of flowers, birds, fish, insects, and ancestral sacrifices came to life.

A grand and majestic power that suppressed the past, present, and future erupted, severing that Karmic connection.

Poof!

That pale immortal light exploded inside the cauldron, completely grinding Supreme Hei Tian's Primordial Spirit into dust.

"Ah..."

Supreme Hei Tian didn't even have time to utter his last words before his form and spirit were extinguished, turning into pure Soul nourishment.

Su Xuanchen wiped the blood from his brow, his expression terrifyingly gloomy.

"There really is an Immortal..."

The ambush and killing of Gu Lingshuang in my previous life was clearly no accident.

This pack of rats from the Underworld hides even deeper than I imagined.

If there were only Great Emperors presiding, he wouldn't be this wary.

But since it involves an 'Immortal'... Su Xuanchen looked down at his hands, which were stained with the blood of an Emperor.

"Fortunately, the Su Family is guarded by the Golden Dragon of Destiny and protected by Imperial Weapons."

"But that is not enough."

"I must take the initiative to strike and nip the danger in the bud!"

He turned his head and looked toward another corner of the cauldron.

There, the remnant Soul of Great Emperor Tian Peng was shivering. Seeing the miserable death of Supreme Hei Tian, he had already been scared out of his wits.

"You... what do you want to do?"

Great Emperor Tian Peng's voice trembled.

"Don't... don't kill me! This Emperor knows many ancient secrets! This Emperor can..."

"No need."

Su Xuanchen waved his sleeve, interrupting his plea for mercy.

"I will see your secrets for myself."

"As for you..."

Su Xuanchen's gaze was like a blade, sizing up Great Emperor Tian Peng's tattered Primordial Spirit, viewing it as a mature great medicine.

"You should just turn into Emperor Blood to nourish my clansmen."

"No—!!!"

Great Emperor Tian Peng roared in despair, wanting to follow Supreme Hei Tian's example and self-detonate.

But Su Xuanchen gave him no chance at all.

"Refine!"

Inside the myriad things mother qi cauldron, Dao flames rose.

That was a terrifying high temperature sufficient to refine stars.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle...

Amidst wretched screams, a generation's ancient Great Emperor was refined alive just like that.

A moment later.

The screams vanished.

A crystal-clear jade jar appeared in Su Xuanchen's hand.

The jar was filled with a golden liquid, emitting an alluring exotic fragrance and majestic life essence.

Tian Peng Emperor Blood!

"Not bad."

Su Xuanchen shook the jade jar and nodded with satisfaction.

After doing all this.

Su Xuanchen stepped out of the myriad things mother qi cauldron.

He stood in the desolate starry sky, looking toward a certain direction with killing intent in his eyes.

"Underworld Branch Hall..."

"Now that I know the location, there's no need to keep it around for the New Year."

"Today, I shall tear down your old nest!"

...Great Ancient Divine Domain.

The atmosphere was suppressed to the extreme.

Above the firmament, that world-shaking Emperor battle had ended, but the residual Emperor's Might still made all living beings tremble.

On a messy, isolated island.

Tu Shan Sikong and Nine Moon stood side by side, their beautiful faces unable to hide their anxiety and unease.

Behind them was a group of equally nervous Heavenly Fox Clan prodigies.

They had already prepared themselves.

Prepared to... package themselves up and give themselves to that man.

"Sister, why... why hasn't he come yet?"

Nine Moon looked at the empty starry sky, her voice trembling.

"Could he have... gone back on his word?"

"He won't."

Tu Shan Sikong shook her head; she was also uncertain, but she forced herself to stay calm.

"A powerhouse like him, once he makes a promise, he won't break it."

"Perhaps... something has delayed him."

In the void tens of thousands of miles away from the isolated island.

Vast Sea Supreme led a group of powerhouses who had participated in the siege; they were now kneeling on the ground, cold sweat pouring down, not even daring to lift their heads.

They were waiting.

Waiting for that man's judgment.

Every second of waiting was like the torment of a thousand cuts to them.

"Supreme... should we run?"

A Quasi-Emperor asked via divine transmission, his voice shivering.

"Run?"

Vast Sea Supreme gave a miserable laugh, his eyes full of despair.

"Run where?"

"Even Great Emperor Tian Peng was refined by him, and even the Underworld Supreme was beaten away by him."

"In this world, who else can protect us?"

"Just keep kneeling."

"By kneeling, perhaps there's still a sliver of hope for survival."

However.

They waited and waited.

From sunset to sunrise, and from sunrise to sunset.

That figure that filled them with dread never appeared.

Su Xuanchen had stood them up.

Or rather, in his eyes, the priority of dealing with this group of small fry was far lower than raiding the Underworld's home... On the edge of the Yongyao Heaven Realm, in an abandoned and desolate Star Domain.

There were no stars here, no life, only endless darkness and nothingness.

Void turbulence raged, sufficient to tear a Saint to pieces.

"This is the place."

The void split open.

Su Xuanchen's figure stepped out from within.

His black hair was loose, his eyes were like lightning, and his powerful Divine Thought immediately swept across this desolate land.

In the eyes of an ordinary person, there was nothing here.

But under Su Xuanchen's Heavenly Dao Dharma Eye, all disguises were laid bare.

In the center of a shattered meteor belt, an extremely hidden spatial node was concealed.

There, a nauseating scent of blood and Death Qi emanated.

Underworld Branch Hall!

"You certainly hid yourselves well."

Su Xuanchen sneered, not even bothering to look for an entrance.

He raised his right hand, fingers spread wide.

Within his palm, Immortal and Demonic Qi circulated, turning into a millstone that could grind down the heavens.

"Open... for me!"

Su Xuanchen tore ruthlessly at that spatial node.

Rip—!!!

That originally incredibly stable void was torn open by his bare hands, creating a massive crack ten thousand miles long.

The dark world was exposed under the starlight.

It was an independent Small World.

Palaces stood grimly, bone-paved roads, surrounded by rivers of blood.

Countless assassins wearing black robes and emitting a cold aura were lurking within, presumably planning their next slaughter.

However.

They looked up in horror at the sudden abyss splitting above their heads and at the man who descended like a god or demon.

"Who is it?!"

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!!"

"Activate the Hall Protection Array!!"

Shrill alarms resounded throughout the Small World.

Several terrifying auras soared into the sky.

Those were the three Quasi-Emperor assassins presiding over the Branch Hall!

"What madman! How dare you trespass into the Underworld's important grounds!!"

The leading Quasi-Emperor assassin shouted, the killing sword in his hand clanging.

However.

The answer he received was a large foot descending from the sky.

"The person who will trample you to death."

Su Xuanchen's voice was indifferent, sounding like Nine Heavens thunder.

He stepped down.

That Hall Protection Array that had just risen didn't even last a second before it shattered with a bang, turning into bubbles.

The large foot's momentum did not decrease, ruthlessly trampling onto that Quasi-Emperor assassin's body.

Poof!

That Quasi-Emperor assassin didn't even have time to scream before his entire being exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

Along with him, the grand palace beneath his feet was also trampled into ruins by this one step.

The earth collapsed, and dust filled the sky.

"A Quasi-Emperor... was trampled to death?!"

The remaining two Quasi-Emperor assassins were scared out of their wits and turned to run.

"Can you run?"

Su Xuanchen waved his large sleeve.

The myriad things mother qi cauldron flew out, hovering above the Small World.

The cauldron's mouth was inverted, turning into a heaven-swallowing black hole.

"Collect!"

A terrifying devouring force erupted.

Whether it was those two fleeing Quasi-Emperors, the thousands of assassins below, or even the bones, buildings, and blood rivers on the ground... everything was pulled up and swept into the cauldron!

"Argh!!!"

"Help!!"

"No—!!"

Screams rose one after another, like a living purgatory.

But this purgatory was bestowed upon them by Su Xuanchen.

In just ten breaths of time.

The entire Underworld Branch Hall was cleared out.

Except for the ruins all over the ground, not even an ant was left.

"Too weak."

Su Xuanchen retracted the large cauldron and shook his head, feeling quite bored.

"There isn't even one who can fight."

His figure flickered, and he landed in the deepest part of the Branch Hall.

There was a treasury that had not been destroyed.

"I hope there are some decent things; don't let me have made this trip for nothing."

Su Xuanchen smashed the treasury door with a punch.

A jewel-like brilliance soared into the sky!

Divine Sources, Saint Weapons, Ancient Medicines, rare Divine Metals... piled up like a mountain!

These were all ill-gotten gains that the Underworld had scavenged over countless years by assassinating powerhouses and exterminating families.

Now, they were all surnamed Su.

"Collect! Collect! Collect!"

Su Xuanchen was not polite at all, waving his sleeves repeatedly. Everywhere he passed was like a swarm of locusts, leaving not a single blade of grass.

Just as he emptied the treasury and was about to leave.

"Hmm?"

Su Xuanchen's footsteps paused.

He noticed an inconspicuous stone wall in the corner of the treasury.

"Something's fishy."

Su Xuanchen walked forward and pressed his hand against the stone wall.

"Break!"

His internal force surged.

The stone wall shattered, revealing a deeply hidden small space behind it.

This space wasn't large, only about ten square zhang.

But the concentration of Spiritual Qi within was terrifyingly high, condensing into liquid spiritual rain.

And in the center of that spiritual rain,

A crystal-clear blood-colored crystal coffin was suspended.

Inside the coffin lay a young girl.

She looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old, with skin as white as snow and features so exquisite they didn't seem Mortal, as if she were the most perfect masterpiece of the heavens.

Most striking was her waterfall-like blood-red hair, gently drifting in the spiritual liquid.

Her eyes were tightly closed; she was in a deep sleep.

But around her body lingered a gray, terrifying aura that could assimilate all things.

chaos qi!

"This is..."

Su Xuanchen's pupils constricted, and his heart skipped a beat.

He realized that although this girl was asleep, the power contained within her body was actually comparable to a Supreme!

Moreover, that fluctuation of her Physique...