169: The Temple of the Underworld? The Xuanming Guard

"Nether God Temple? Tell me about it." Lin Chuan instantly became interested.

"I don't know the origin of the Nether God Temple. The Nether God Temple is indestructible, seemingly bound to the Netherworld, including this Temple's crown."

"Hmm..."

Lin Chuan pondered for a moment and said, "Then there shouldn't be only one Nether God Temple, right? It makes no sense that a weakling like you could be the Dominator of the entire Netherworld!"

"..."

Ming Shuo was so ashamed and angry he wished he could die. He gritted his teeth and said, "There is indeed more than one. They can sense each other through the crown. You'll know if he puts it on."

"You dare try to play tricks on me? Do you take me for an idiot?" Lin Chuan shot back immediately.

Forget wearing it, he wouldn't even touch it.

"Believe it or not, through the crown, you can directly find the location of the Temple."

Ming Shuo was clearly seeking death, not even preserving his last shred of usefulness.

"Last question: What happens if I wear the crown?"

"I might as well tell you. You will be directly bound to the Temple and cannot leave the jurisdiction of the Netherworld for long." Ming Shuo replied.

This result was similar to what Lin Chuan had guessed. In that case, Ming Shuo could not die yet.

Lin Chuan believed that the secrets of this crown were far more complex, and much information was definitely hidden.

For now, it was best to maintain the status quo and not change things easily.

"Take me to your Nether God Temple to take a look."

"You're not going to kill me?"

Ming Shuo was stunned. Lin Chuan's killing intent had just been overflowing, so why was he suddenly not killing him? Did he figure something out?

How did he figure it out? He wasn't old, but he was certainly cunning!

"Do you want to die that badly? Heh heh..."

Lin Chuan merely looked at him and sneered.

"Alright. Just fly straight ahead in the direction I came from. At Monarch Rank speed, an hour will be enough."

Ming Shuo said.

"Nether One, the two of you take him over there. I'll go ahead."

After speaking, Lin Chuan instantly vanished.

Ming Shuo hadn't lied. His Temple was less than two thousand kilometers away. White Moon had teleported several times, stopping midway to eat many fruits, just to bring him here, which had exhausted her.

The entire Temple was majestic and monolithic, seemingly carved from a single piece of obsidian.

The area around the Temple was empty, with no other buildings, not even a Nether Spirit.

On the desolate Netherworld soil, the presence of such a Temple seemed extremely abrupt.

Lin Chuan walked straight inside.

Inside the Temple, aside from some abstract carvings, there was no other decoration.

An obsidian throne and a stone coffin.

The stone coffin was clearly added later and seemed out of place in this grand hall.

"This guy certainly knows how to enjoy himself..."

Lin Chuan walked forward and collected all the soul orbs inside.

There were over three thousand Commander Rank orbs as the base, and hundreds of Monarch Rank ones.

However, none of them were very full; a lot of energy had been depleted.

Other than that, there seemed to be nothing else of value.

"Damn! This guy is really poor!"

If it weren't for the fact that coffins were unlucky, Lin Chuan would have wanted to take the stone coffin too, as the material seemed decent.

The throne was integrated with the Temple and couldn't be moved at all.

Lin Chuan sat on the throne, considering how to deal with Ming Shuo.

He definitely couldn't release him, and before figuring out the function of the crown and the Nether God Temple, he certainly couldn't kill him... Thinking of this, Lin Chuan's gaze turned towards the Gray Snake.

"Devour them all!"

He summoned the Gray Snake and threw the hundreds of incomplete Monarch Rank soul orbs towards it.

"Ooh..."

The Gray Snake let out a happy cry, turning into a cloud of gray mist, enveloping all the soul orbs at once.

The devouring and digestion were instantly complete!

The Gray Snake's body solidified considerably. Instead of growing larger, it became more slender.

It even manifested a pair of narrow snake eyes for itself, ready to choose someone to devour at any moment.

Lin Chuan was speechless: You don't rely on sight!

Its Aura surged, almost exceeding the limits of the Commander Rank, feeling like it was about to explode at any moment.

Afterward, it gradually retracted, becoming invisible.

A Commander Rank Gray Snake could already run the Ten Thousand Demon Palace ragged; Monarch Rank... Lin Chuan was even more expectant.

[soul fruit] Maturity 58%.

"What a pity!" Lin Chuan muttered.

If this batch of soul orbs had been freshly produced, the maturity level should have been close.

But it didn't matter.

On this Netherworld soil, everything else was lacking, but there was definitely no shortage of Nether Beasts.

Inside the Nether Domain Space, the over three thousand Commander Rank soul orbs were converted into three thousand slightly weaker Commander Rank entities, which then devoured each other.

In the end, only twenty-plus Monarch Rank entities were produced.

However, the newly generated Monarch Rank entities had vigorous Aura, identical to the previous team members, making up for the previous losses.

With a wave of his hand, aside from Underworld Eleven, Underworld Twelve, and the twenty-plus others who had been converted into living beings, there were also over one hundred and twenty Monarch Rank Nether Spirits, all of whom appeared and stood in formation inside the hall.

With uniform dark cyan attire and uniform physiques, they certainly had the air of a mysterious organization.

"Starting today, your name shall be Xuanming Guards!"

Lin Chuan lay lazily upon the throne and said indifferently.

"We respectfully obey our Lord's command!"

"Swish!"

Over a hundred Monarch-level Profound Nether Guards uniformly knelt on one knee.

"Rise."

Lin Chuan had them line up in two rows, quietly waiting for Nether One to escort Ming Shuo back.

Inside the hall, one could hear a pin drop.

"How boring! No wonder this guy made himself a coffin to sleep in."

After only ten-plus minutes, Lin Chuan couldn't stand it anymore.

No wonder those big BOSSes behind the scenes were constantly scheming against others, treating heaven and earth as their chessboard.

Maybe they really were just too bored.

Surely, the number one Demonic Path villain in the world couldn't spend his spare time playing video games or poker?

That visual style would be too strange.

Nether One and the others were a bit faster than expected, arriving in less than ten minutes.

Ming Shuo was still dragged in like a dead dog.

Presumably, Nether One had given him another beating midway, just to be safe.

When Ming Shuo saw the hundred-plus Xuanming Guards lined up on both sides, he was utterly shocked.

When did such a large force appear in his territory? He only found out today!

He hadn't lost this battle unfairly.

His premonition at the time was correct; he should have hidden without even looking.

Just one look, and trouble followed.

What kind of power could make Nether Spirits so obedient, willing to die at command?

Even though Ming Shuo was the Nether King of this region, he could only issue simple commands. As soon as he left, those Nether Spirits would immediately disappear.

"Ming Shuo, what do you think? These are my Xuanming Guards."

Unfortunately, this power could only be used in the Netherworld for the time being, and he could only show it off in front of Ming Shuo —it was like wearing fine clothes at night.

"The Aura is magnificent. I have to admit defeat."

Ming Shuo praised.

"You have good taste."

Then, Lin Chuan said to Nether One and Underworld Two, "The two of you are Monarch Rank now. Do you want me to change your names?"

"My Lord, this was the first name you bestowed. It is my honor, and there is no need to change it. However, your subordinate has a request."

Nether One said in a deep voice.

Having advanced to the Monarch Rank, his intelligence was no different from a normal person.

"Oh? Tell me." Lin Chuan looked at him with interest.

"Your subordinate hopes that the naming of the Xuanming Guards going forward will continue according to this numbering system."

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