281: Abyss, Hunting Day

"You mean the Blood God Society?"

King Bian thought of something, his eyes lighting up.

Si Jing smiled, "That Blood God back then, as the young Clan Chief of the Soul Clan, originally had hopes of inheriting the position of Clan Chief. However, due to the unexpected deaths of the strong individuals in his lineage on the Eternal Continent, he became isolated and weak, ultimately missing out on the position of Soul Clan Chief. He was even hunted down by the Soul Clan."

"After several brushes with death, he survived. Later, he became an Emperor and sought revenge, but was stopped by the Nether Palace. He could only flee to other realms. To say he doesn't hate the Nether Palace is impossible."

"If the Netherworld falls into great chaos, he will definitely intervene! Once the Blood God Society moves, new forces like Ghost Prison and Ghost Eye will surely take action!"

"My King! Why not let these people stir up this great trend in the Netherworld? Then we can watch from the sidelines and let them cause trouble among themselves!"

Over countless years, many forces in the Netherworld have been suppressed by various ancient powers. They have long been at odds, but because forces like the Nether Palace are too powerful, they could only remain dormant.

However, their desire for revenge never extinguished; they even sought out the Other Shore Kingdom once, but the Other Shore Kingdom ignored them.

If the Other Shore Kingdom were to act, it would be a huge spectacle. Perhaps even those above would descend to the Lower Realm.

"You are very right!" King Bian's heart burned with excitement. "The first bird gets the stick. Let these people test the limits of the two palaces. If the Yin Court advances triumphantly, and its prominence surpasses both sides, it will be the first to be destroyed!"

"Exactly!" Si Jing said with a smile, "Regarding the northern Ghost Realm of Bian, your subordinate predicts that those above the Emperor Realm will not act. If it's just a battlefield for those below the Emperor Realm, our Other Shore Kingdom has no shortage of people!"

"My King can inform Ghost Lord Sang Tong to control the conflict between the two sides within a manageable range. There's no need to fuss over the gains and losses of a single city or territory; stabilizing the situation now is the greatest achievement!"

"Agreed!" King Bian nodded, "This King will have someone notify Sang Tong. I don't expect any surprises from that side!"

"As for the task of stirring up conflicts among the various factions, this King entrusts it entirely to your discretion. All resources are at your disposal, and I will request commendation for you from above!"

"Your subordinate thanks my King for his cultivation; your subordinate will not disappoint my King!"

Si Jing was overjoyed upon hearing this and quickly expressed his gratitude.

"Very good, go!"

Xu Qing would not have imagined that in the Netherworld, there were people whose thoughts aligned with his, coinciding perfectly with his own ideas.

Netherworld, the Extreme West!

This is an extremely desolate place; a glance reveals nothing but ruin. Even the Nether Yellow Springs, which flows through various Ghost Realms, does not pass through this land.

This is the land scorned by many beings in the Netherworld, and it is also the territory of the Abyssal Race. Every year, large numbers of strong individuals from the border of the Evil Realm are driven into this realm, becoming prey for the Abyssal Race.

Just then, a figure with an aura like the abyss swept in from the distance, quickly surging deeper.

Before long, the figure appeared in a giant pit.

"This is it!"

The figure settled, revealing A Hui's face!

His Emperor's Sense swept over the cave entrance. The entrance's diameter was over ten thousand li, and it was very deep; his Emperor's Sense couldn't reach the bottom. Coupled with the strange, crimson Qi gushing from below, the entire cave entrance looked like a man-eating nightmare!

This was one of the entrances to the 108th layer of the Abyss. There were many such caves throughout the Extreme West, some with diameters reaching hundreds of thousands of li.

And each cave led to a different place. A Hui chose this cave because the risk was relatively lower.

Ever since he took control of this clan, he had learned many secrets of the Abyss from ancient texts.

For example, the bottom nine layers of the Abyss are home to the powerful clans of the entire Abyssal Race, possessing Great Emperor strong individuals, and even those above the Emperor Realm.

And the Ox-Head Race of the Infernal Prison once came from the 101st layer.

This time, he was going there, but he wouldn't act rashly. Because countless years had passed, and the world had changed drastically. Coupled with the Abyssal Race's hatred for traitors like them, he wouldn't venture into the lower nine layers before understanding the situation.

Boom, boom, boom!

Just then, rumbling sounds came from below, and a large expanse of crimson light clusters surged out.

Each light cluster was filled with shadowy figures, and as they got closer, they gradually became clearer!

At the same time, a dense, crimson, eerie Qi spread rapidly, and the entire sky changed color at this moment!

"That's right, today is precisely the Abyssal Race's once-in-ten-thousand-year hunting day!"

The Abyssal Race holds a hunting day every ten thousand years. This hunt is only directed at the Evil Realm, and the strong individuals who participate are limited to those below the Emperor Realm.

Every hundred thousand years, an Intermediate hunt is held, affecting the Naihe, Evil, and Abi Ghost Realms, and Great Emperor strong individuals will appear; and every million years, a large-scale hunting operation is launched against the entire Netherworld.

This kind of hunting is actually tacitly approved by the high-level officials on both sides. On one hand, it's to reduce a portion of the population and alleviate survival conflicts; on the other hand, it's also for training soldiers.

"I've got it! This will make it convenient for this Emperor to act!"

A Hui had an idea in his mind, and his figure disappeared.

Rumble!

Crack!

Above the sky, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, and thunderclouds gathered like ink, like ten thousand horses galloping. Thick blood-colored lightning bolts roared like giant Dragons, continuously striking the Abyssal entrance, as if to tear it apart, thereby preventing the descent of the Abyssal Race!

These blood-colored lightning bolts were terrifyingly powerful; any single one would be enough to kill an ordinary Quasi-Emperor.

Boom!

From the surging tide-like Abyssal Devilish Qi, a large hand, stained with blood, reached out. Like Mount Tai crushing an egg, it slapped towards the blood-colored lightning. Accompanied by a deafening roar, the large hand shattered the thunderclouds with destructive force.

A terrifying blood-colored torrent, like an unbridled wild horse, swept in all directions, forming terrifying storms that made one's hair stand on end!

"Jie jie jie!"

"Ten thousand years! Finally, I've returned to the Netherworld once again. Old friends, this King has arrived!"

"My children, the feast has begun! Charge out of the Extreme West and let those brats of the Netherworld witness the might of our Abyssal Bloodwing Race!"

A hideous figure, completely crimson and bearing blood-colored wings on his back, burst out of the cave entrance, laughing wildly towards the sky!

He wantonly released terrifying Half-Emperor pressure!

Behind him, a large number of Abyssal Bloodwing Race members surged out, instantly filling the entire sky!

"Jie jie jie!"

"Kill!"

Countless Abyssal Bloodwing Race members charged out beyond the Extreme West.

"You're the one, kid. You dare to be so arrogant in front of this Emperor!"

A Hui's gaze locked onto the hideous figure in mid-air, then he pointed at him, and a stream of power drilled into the other party's body.

After doing all this, A Hui's figure disappeared into the Abyssal entrance.

And the Half-Emperor in mid-air had no idea that he had already been targeted.