195: Netherworld Temple

Lin Jingyu followed the trail of the Netherworld God Lord's aura, navigating through the core of the dead and shattered Ancient God Burial Ground.

The deeper he went, the denser the surrounding mist of death became, almost condensing into a physical substance that continuously eroded the vitality of any living being.

Turbulent flows of shattered law fragments acted like invisible blades, slicing through space.

An ordinary God King would likely find it impossible to take a single step here, their divine body slowly ground away.

But for Lin Jingyu, these were nothing more than a gentle breeze against his face. His Chaos Divine Body glowed faintly, insulating him from all negative effects.

Suddenly, an extremely eerie area appeared before him.

The space there was no longer shattered; instead, it was abnormally "intact," yet it displayed an unnatural pitch-black hue, as if it were a massive, solidified piece of black amber.

At the center of this area stood a colossal temple constructed entirely of pitch-black bones and twisted metal!

The temple's style was ferocious, filled with an aura of blasphemy and death. Countless phantoms of suffering Souls were imprisoned within the walls and pillars, wailing silently.

This was the source of the Netherworld God Lord's aura!

"Hidden quite securely, aren't you." Lin Jingyu's gaze was icy as he stepped into the pitch-black solidified space.

Upon entering, he immediately felt a powerful suppressive force coming from all directions, attempting to solidify his Divine Power and freeze his Divine Soul.

This was like a prototype of a Divine Kingdom Domain, but far colder and more deathly silent.

【Ding! Entered high-intensity Netherworld Domain (incomplete)! Suffering suppression! Rule of Strength activity decreased by 10%!】

"A Domain? Break for me!"

Lin Jingyu let out a low shout, and the tiny Chaos Dragon Power Divine Kingdom seed within his body suddenly vibrated!

Hum!

A more domineering, pure Domain power, centered on absolute strength, erupted from him and expanded outward!

Crack! Crack!

The pitch-black Netherworld Domain sounded like glass struck by a heavy hammer, emitting an unbearable shattering sound as a massive gap was forcibly torn open, rendering it unable to suppress Lin Jingyu in the slightest!

【Rule of Strength Domain covered! Suppression removed!】

He walked toward the Netherworld Temple step by step, like a War God descended into the world.

"Intruder... die..."

Suddenly, the black mist around the temple churned, condensing into four tall figures.

They were not living beings, but humanoid Puppets composed of pure Death Qi, divine resentment, and some kind of metal skeleton. Their eye sockets flickered with ghost-green Soul fire, emitting energy fluctuations comparable to a Middle God King! Evidently, these were guardian Puppets created by the Netherworld God Lord.

The four Puppets raised their hands simultaneously. Deathly Nether Qi gathered, transforming into four black beams of destruction that instantly blasted toward Lin Jingyu! Their power was enough to easily annihilate an ordinary Lower God King!

"Scram!"

Lin Jingyu didn't even look, casually throwing a punch!

Chaos Destruction Fist!

Boom!

A fist aura of condensed Chaos energy shot out, instantly expanding. It crushed the four beams of Netherworld light like dry wood, then continued unabated, slamming fiercely into the four Puppets!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Four explosions rang out almost simultaneously!

Those four powerful Puppets, comparable to Middle God Kings, didn't even take a single strike before being blasted apart by a single punch!

They turned into a sky full of black fragments and dissipating death energy!

【Ding! Destroyed Netherworld God Lord Puppet x4! Gained 200,000,000 origin points! Gained incomplete death law fragments x4!】

"Pathetic."

Lin Jingyu retracted his fist and continued walking, heading straight for the temple's massive, ferocious gate.

Just as he approached the gate, the countless faces carved into it suddenly came alive, emitting sharp, Soul-piercing wails that converged into a terrifying mental shock, charging directly into his Sea of Consciousness!

A Soul attack of this magnitude would be enough to cause an Upper God King's Divine Soul to tremble, or even suffer damage!

However, Lin Jingyu's Sea of Consciousness was protected by the 100% Rule of Strength, and even more so by the chaos bone fragment stationed within.

He merely furrowed his brows and snorted coldly: "Too noisy!"

The Rule of Strength transformed into an invisible hammer in his Sea of Consciousness and swung violently!

Bang!

The terrifying mental shock was like a shattered mirror, instantly collapsing and dissipating. The ghost faces on the gate let out a shrill scream, cracking one after another until they became dim and lifeless.

Lin Jingyu raised his foot and kicked directly at the massive temple gate!

"BOOM!!!"

The thick bone gate, which stood a hundred meters high, was shattered by his seemingly casual kick, and countless fragments shot inward!

The scene inside the temple was revealed.

Within the immensely wide main hall stood countless pillars binding Souls. At the center was a massive blood pool, churning with filthy blood and remnant Souls. The dense, extreme aura of death and the Netherworld was almost impossible to disperse.

And in the deepest part of the hall, seated upon a throne piled with skulls, was a figure.

It was not a living being, but a more refined, more powerful metal skeleton. Two deep, ghost-blue flames burned in its eye sockets, and its body exuded a terrifying pressure far surpassing the Puppets from just before—Peak Upper God King! It was likely only a step away from being a Divine Venerable!

This was clearly a more powerful guardian left behind by the Netherworld God Lord, or perhaps a Clone?

"Blaspheming the place where the God Lord sleeps... you deserve death..." The metal skeleton slowly raised its head, its ghost-blue gaze locking onto Lin Jingyu, emitting a mechanical and icy voice.

It slowly stood up, and a massive black scythe appeared in its hand, wrapped in endless wailing Souls and the Law of Death.

"God Lord?" Lin Jingyu sneered. "A hidden coward who only dares to send out trash Puppets, and you deserve to be called a God Lord? Today, I will dismantle your pile of bones first!"

He could feel that this metal skeleton was the strongest obstacle he had encountered on this trip so far, but its core still retained that disgusting aura of the Netherworld God Lord.

"Arrogant! I am the Netherworld Envoy under the God Lord. I sentence you to... Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering!"

The metal skeleton's figure vanished instantly. The next moment, it appeared directly above Lin Jingyu's head. The massive black scythe tore through space, carrying the Law of Death that reaped Souls, and slashed down silently!

The speed was extreme! The attack was bizarre to the extreme!

Lin Jingyu did not dodge or evade, his eyes burning with Battle Intent.

"Well come!"

On his right fist, Chaos Qi Flow intertwined with dark golden blood energy. The Rule of Strength condensed to the extreme, and 95% of his terrifying power erupted without reservation!

He punched upward, head-on against the death scythe that had reaped countless gods!

The moment the fist and the scythe collided!

There was no earth-shattering explosion!

There was only a sense of extreme "annihilation"!

Crack!

The black scythe, which was clearly a top-tier King-grade Divine Artifact, began to crack, decompose, and annihilate from the blade's edge the moment it touched Lin Jingyu's fist!

Even the Law of Death attached to it was forcibly crushed by absolute power!

"What?!" The metal skeleton's cold, mechanical voice carried a note of shock for the first time!

Its weapon had actually been smashed by the opponent's fist?!

However, after destroying the scythe, Lin Jingyu's fist lost almost no power. It continued upward like an iron fist capable of destroying stars, slamming fiercely into the metal skeleton's chest!

Thud!!!

A dull, extreme sound!

A massive fist print instantly collapsed into the metal skeleton's chest. Countless runes flickered and shattered on its body surface. The entire body flew backward as if struck by a high-speed star, smashing through several Soul pillars before embedding itself into the distant temple wall. Its body was covered in cracks, and its ghost-blue Soul fire flickered violently, as if it could be extinguished at any moment!

One punch! Severely injuring a Peak Upper God King Puppet!

【Ding! Severely injured Netherworld Envoy (Peak Upper God King Puppet)! Gained 800,000,000 origin points! Gained pure Death Origin x1!】

Lin Jingyu shook his wrist, slightly surprised. This pile of bones was quite tough; it didn't fall apart directly after taking his full-power punch.

He walked step by step toward the metal skeleton embedded in the wall, preparing to deliver the final blow and then thoroughly search the temple.

The ghost-blue Soul fire in the metal skeleton's eyes flickered frantically, as if it were communicating or asking for instructions.

Finally, as if it had received some order, the Soul fire suddenly stabilized. It spoke in an incomparably venomous and icy tone: "The God Lord... has awakened... your end... has come..."

Having said that, its Soul fire suddenly extinguished, and the massive metal skeleton completely lost its energy fluctuations, turning into a pile of scrap metal.

Lin Jingyu's footsteps paused, his brows slightly raised.

Awakened?

He suddenly looked up, unleashing his perception to the fullest, scanning the entire temple.

Just then, the massive blood pool in the center of the hall suddenly began to boil frantically!

Gurgle, gurgle...

The blood surged, and a massive whirlpool formed, as if something were about to crawl out from within!

At the same time, the entire temple shook violently. All the imprisoned Souls let out even more shrill and painful wails, and endless death and Netherworld energy surged toward the blood pool whirlpool like a hundred rivers returning to the sea!

An aura far more terrifying than that of the metal skeleton, carrying the pressure of true Dao Origin, was rapidly awakening and climbing from the bottom of the blood pool!

The Netherworld God Lord! It seemed he was truly about to appear!