516: The perverted Supreme Lord of the Underworld!

“This is… the Youming Barrier! How could this be? How could Older Brother come here? Impossible… How is this possible? Did Older Brother also go to the Youming Barrier?!!!”

Her voice echoed within the Formation, filled with disbelief and sorrow.

The Youming Barrier, that was the beginning of her nightmare, the purgatory that tormented her for tens of thousands of years. She remembered everything about this place with bone-deep clarity, never forgetting even if she turned to ash.

Now, seeing Older Brother also arrive here, her heart felt as if it had been dragged back to those tens of thousands of years of endless torment!

She seemed to understand why… the Nether Immortal sobbed uncontrollably, tears flowing like a burst dam.

She looked at Older Brother, who was sinking in the Youming Barrier in the image, her heart filled with pain and self-reproach.

She knew deeply the suffering endured in the Youming Barrier; it was a torment worse than death. She had barely held on by relying on the hatred in her heart, but what about Older Brother? What did he rely on to persevere?

Soon, the Nether Immortal got her answer. In the swampy land of the Youming Barrier, a body, already rotten beyond recognition, lay quietly.

The body was covered in a mixture of pus and bloodstains, and wriggling, grotesque maggots, emitting a nauseating stench.

His limbs were twisted, as if he had undergone countless painful struggles.

Despite this, his already decaying eyes still stared blankly at the sky, as if searching for something.

He slightly parted his lips, which had long been gnawed away, and spoke in an extremely weak voice:

“Ling’er…”

This single word seemed to cross the barrier of time and space, heavily striking the Nether Immortal’s heart.

The Nether Immortal felt an indescribable sharp pain in her chest, as if a peerless sharp blade had brutally pierced her, then constantly pulled out and stabbed in again, pulled out and stabbed in again… In that instant, she became utterly bloodless.

Lu Hao looked at the terrifying scene before him, feeling a wave of nausea and disgust, too shocked to speak. His heart was filled with admiration for this person from a previous life.

In such circumstances, he could still endure by relying on his obsession with his Younger Sister. This sibling affection was truly moving.

Lu Hao couldn't help but sigh with emotion:

“How profound must the emotions be to persevere through such pain? His love for his Younger Sister must have already transcended life and death…”

The scene continued.

While only a brief moment passed for Lu Hao, tens of thousands of years had already passed within the image.

Tens of thousands of years of purgatory—no one could empathize more than the Nether Immortal. So, the Nether Immortal lowered her head, closed her eyes, and dared not look up.

But her constantly trembling eyelashes still revealed the extreme pain in her heart at that moment.

In the image, he ultimately relied on his obsession with Ling’er to endure the tens of thousands of years of purgatory in the Youming Barrier, becoming the first Cultivator in millions of years to qualify for the Netherworld Supreme's Legacy!

This was enough to make his cultivation path smooth sailing; given time, a place as the ruler of the Netherworld would surely be his!

Gradually, his entire body returned to its original appearance, and his face was filled with the joy of obtaining the Legacy!

With this Legacy, he could better protect his Younger Sister and avenge his parents!

Just as he rejoiced, a mysterious and majestic voice sounded in the darkness:

“Legacy inheritor, congratulations on passing my Legacy. I, the Netherworld Supreme, severed all emotions and love in my life, and comprehended the Dao of Unfeeling. On the day I attained the Dao, I personally killed all those connected by Bloodline, only then did I truly achieve the Supreme Immortal of Unfeeling Path and become an unparalleled Supreme Immortal!”

“Therefore, the Netherworld Legacy inheritor must sever all emotions and love; there must be no trace of Bloodline remaining in the world, otherwise it will weigh on your heart, and the Supreme Immortal of Unfeeling Path cannot be cultivated to its peak!”

When Older Brother heard these words, the faint smile he had shown from obtaining the Legacy instantly vanished, replaced by crimson eyes and endless killing intent!

His eyes were bloodshot, and he slowly squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth, filled with endless killing intent: “What damned Netherworld Supreme, what Supreme Immortal of Unfeeling Path! Even the entire world cannot compare to my Younger Sister!”

“You want me to kill Ling’er to attain the Dao? This is absolutely impossible! I don’t want this Legacy!”

His voice was firm and powerful, filled with an unquestionable resolve.

The Netherworld Supreme's Legacy seemed to be stunned by this, evidently not expecting anyone to refuse such an enticing Legacy. Then, he said coldly:

“Have you thought this through? In millions of years, you are the only one to pass my Legacy. Do you know what obtaining my Legacy means? It is the Supreme Immortal Dao!”

“As long as you can fully comprehend my Legacy, you will have a very high probability of stepping into the Supreme Immortal realm! At that time, without an Emperor, you will be invincible under Heaven!”

The Netherworld Supreme’s voice carried a hint of threat, as if putting pressure on him.

“Either you kill me, or you let me out!”

The man’s resolute words echoed in the darkness, moving Lu Hao. If he were to ask himself, he probably didn't possess such an almost insane obsession.

Silence returned to the darkness. After a long while, the Netherworld Supreme’s voice came, carrying a hint of mockery:

“Hehehe, since you already know that I cultivate the Dao of Unfeeling, do you know what I hate most in my life?”

The voice was calm, but within the words, there was a very deep anger.

No sound came out; the man seemed to disdain communicating with the person before him anymore, merely looking coldly in the direction from which the voice came, his eyes filled with killing intent.

“Hahaha, good… very good! I, the Netherworld Supreme, perished here countless eons ago, a wisp of my remnant soul survived, trapped here for millions of years, and finally found an inheritor, only to find him like this!”

“Then I’ll tell you, what I hate most in my life is love! No matter what kind of love, I hate it to the bone. In the billions of territories I ruled in my lifetime, such a thing did not exist. Among all people, under my Supreme Immortal of Unfeeling Path, there was only extreme… unfeeling!”

“I never thought that the first inheritor after my demise would actually be a person of such deep emotion and loyalty. What a huge joke!”

“I give you two choices: either you personally sever your emotions and obtain my Legacy. I am quite curious what changes a person of deep emotion and loyalty will undergo after receiving the fortune of the Supreme Immortal of Unfeeling Path.”

“Or…”

The Netherworld Supreme’s tone instantly became incredibly playful.

“Or, I will let your Younger Sister obtain my Legacy and personally kill you, hahaha… Interesting, truly extremely interesting…”