49: Nine Nether Emperor Flame

Upon entering the Yanmo Abyss, the space inside was far vaster than it appeared from the outside.

It was a world of crimson, a Realm of flames.

Wu Ning flew directly towards the depths of the Yanmo Abyss, moving unhindered.

Along the way, he encountered a large number of peculiar flame creatures: some humanoid, some beast-like, and others of various bizarre forms.

These flame creatures were Yanmo!

The weakest Yanmo were equivalent to the King Realm, and killing them yielded a treasure called Fire Essence.

The deeper he went, the stronger the Yanmo became, with some gradually appearing that were equivalent to the Saint Realm.

Rumble!

From the depths of the abyss, a sudden surge of terrifying fluctuations emanated.

Wu Ning swept his Divine Sense and found that a human Venerable was battling a gigantic Yanmo.

That Yanmo was a hundred zhang tall, humanoid in appearance but with three heads and six arms, and its aura was extremely powerful, fighting evenly with a Venerable of the Sixth Heaven.

Wu Ning narrowed his eyes slightly, noticing something unusual.

The Yanmo he had encountered before almost all lacked intelligence, possessing only beast-like instincts; even the Ninth-Rank Yanmo equivalent to the Saint Realm did not have high wisdom.

But this Yanmo before him was different.

Its fighting style was like that of a seasoned soldier, fierce and experienced, completely unlike the mindless Yanmo.

Wu Ning observed for a while before continuing deeper, not disturbing them.

Afterward, he encountered some other human powerhouses, mostly at the Venerable Realm, and even two Supremes; the vast majority of them should have been powerhouses from the Great Yan Empire.

By this point, Wu Ning had delved millions of miles deep.

“It’s truly deep!”

At this depth, the environment was extremely harsh, with terrifyingly high temperatures that even Venerables dared not linger in.

“Oh?”

Wu Ning suddenly looked tens of thousands of miles away, where he actually discovered a Great Emperor Realm powerhouse.

It was a middle-aged man in crimson battle armor, holding a blood-colored long spear, who had just pierced the head of a gigantic Yanmo.

That Yanmo was a thousand zhang tall, emitting an extremely powerful aura; it was the strongest Yanmo Wu Ning had encountered so far, its strength likely equivalent to a Quasi-Emperor.

“Who is it?”

The Great Emperor seemed to sense someone observing him, and instantly unleashed a vast and terrifying Divine Sense, sweeping rapidly in all directions.

Wu Ning smiled faintly, not intending to hide, and flew directly towards him.

“Who is Your Excellency?”

“Wu Ning.”

The middle-aged Great Emperor subtly frowned; he had been a Great Emperor for over two hundred thousand years and had never heard of a Great Emperor powerhouse named Wu on the Tianxuan Continent.

He slightly narrowed his eyes.

If this person hadn’t just recently Broken through to become a new Great Emperor, then he must have come from the starry sky!

“Great Yan Empire, Red Emperor Yan Qi.”

The middle-aged Great Emperor introduced himself.

“So it is Senior Red Emperor, I’ve long admired you.”

Wu Ning smiled and nodded in greeting; although he was a Senior, as fellow Great Emperors, a bit of politeness was sufficient.

He was merely at the Great Emperor Realm Fifth Heaven, still three minor Realms lower than himself.

After Breaking through to the Great Emperor Realm, he had condensed all of his Spirit Stones and Spirit Crystals into Chaotic Source Fluid, directly elevating himself to the Great Emperor Realm Eighth Heaven in one go!

He was only a step away from the Ninth Heaven.

In terms of cultivation strength alone, no one on the entire Tianxuan Continent was his match!

Yan Qi smiled and waved his hand, “No need to call me Senior; since you have become a Great Emperor, we can interact as equals.”

Wu Ning chatted with him for a few moments, then prepared to take his leave.

Yan Qi was somewhat surprised, “You’re going to the deepest part of the Yanmo Abyss?”

His expression became solemn, “Young friend, this Yanmo Abyss has existed for countless years, and its deepest part is a Forbidden Ground; even Great Emperor Realm Yanmo exist there, and it is said that a Great Emperor once tried to explore it, but never returned!”

Wu Ning nodded slightly, “Thank you for the information.”

“However, I have made thorough preparations for this trip, and even if I encounter danger, I can leave safely.”

Seeing that his mind was made up, Yan Qi said no more.

“In that case, I wish you a smooth journey. If you ever have a chance to come to Great Yan, we can drink together.”

Yan Qi tossed him a crimson-gold token.

“I will definitely come to disturb you then.”

Wu Ning smiled, put away the token, and left directly.

Yan Qi watched his retreating figure, his gaze lost in thought.

He hadn’t emerged for tens of thousands of years, and he hadn’t expected the Tianxuan Continent to gain such a young Great Emperor; how interesting…

…

A moment later.

Wu Ning directly crossed space, arriving at the deepest part of the Yanmo Abyss, estimated to be nearly ten million miles from the surface.

Strangely, the temperature here did not rise but fell, only equivalent to the area where Tenth-Rank (Venerable) Yanmo were active.

Wu Ning suddenly felt a hint of threat.

He frowned, and immediately summoned various Magic Treasures.

The Giant Spirit Battle Armor appeared on his body, with the Profound Emperor Purple Gold Robe underneath, both being defensive Emperor Weapons, providing double protection.

In addition, he held the Tai'a Emperor Sword in his left hand, the Immortal Artifact Dragon Fishing Rod in his right, the chaos divine gourd hung above his head, and the Chaos God Clock was stationed within his mind.

Even if a True Immortal attacked, he was confident he could retreat unscathed.

According to Ink Treasure, this Yanmo Abyss was merely formed by a fragment of an immortal king artifact falling onto the Tianxuan Continent; no matter how strong it was, it couldn’t be stronger than his chaos divine gourd.

The most formidable thing here was that wisp of Nine Netherworld Emperor Flame.

Although it was only a wisp of the Origin of Fire remaining on that immortal king artifact fragment, after hundreds of millions of years of evolution, its current strength was absolutely terrifyingly powerful.

At least not inferior to a top-tier Emperor Supreme!

Perhaps even stronger!

Wu Ning would absolutely not have dared to come here without the chaos divine gourd protecting him.

After some thought, he called out in his mind:

“System, three daily sign-ins!”

【Ding, sign-in successful, congratulations to Host for obtaining a ball of Emperor-Rank Fire Essence!】

【Ding, sign-in successful, congratulations to Host for obtaining a wisp of Nine Netherworld Emperor Flame!】

【Ding, sign-in successful, congratulations to Host for obtaining a fragment of an immortal king artifact!】

Three consecutive notification sounds rang out.

“Holy crap!”

Wu Ning couldn’t help but blurt out; he had only intended to try, but he actually signed in for all of them directly!

The System was as powerful as ever!

“System, I love you!”

Wu Ning said somewhat excitedly, ignoring the other two items and directly taking out the Nine Netherworld Emperor Flame.

Poof!

A wisp of dark-gold flame appeared in Wu Ning’s hand, and the terrifying high temperature directly burned a huge black hole in space; even the Void Realm Gang Wind was burned to nothingness, yet he did not feel too high a temperature.

This Nine Netherworld Emperor Flame was of extreme high temperature, capable of incinerating the heavens and boiling the seas, nothing in the world could not be burned, even Great Emperors couldn’t withstand it, it had definitely reached the Immortal Rank level.

“Haha, truly a case of gaining without effort!”

Wu Ning laughed a few times, controlling the Nine Netherworld Emperor Flame to converge its power, transforming it into a dark-gold flowing flame robe draped over his body.

Thus, the Nine Netherworld Emperor Flame of this Yanmo Abyss would absolutely no longer be able to pose a threat to him.

Wu Ning chuckled, and flashed towards the location of the Nine Netherworld Emperor Flame.

Soon, he saw a man with skin as clear as jade, wearing a dark-gold robe, sitting on a throne of flames.

His eyes were as deep as black holes, his face had strange black runes, his hair was like burning black-gold flames, and an extremely ancient, scorching aura permeated his body.