The Emperor Descended Upon the Vast Netherworld

"Stop me?"

Rahu seemed to have heard a joke.

Xiangyu Immortal Monarch saw that Rahu, wary just a moment ago, had suddenly relaxed. He brushed off the corner of his robe, clasped his hands behind his back, and smiled. "Stop me? With what?"

As he spoke, boundless mist rose around Rahu and spread in every direction like flowing shadows. In the blink of an eye, endless gloomy haze had risen across the Netherworld, blotting out the sky and sun.

Xiangyu Immortal Monarch sensed that this place had been cut off from the rest of the Netherworld.

The shifting, shadowy light formed a membrane that sealed away heaven, earth, and the Netherworld. It enveloped this realm between reality and illusion, giving rise to the boundless Dao resonance of the Netherworld.

Myriad Forms ghostly qi wove together without end. Streaks of dark light and shadowy qi crossed behind Rahu, forming a towering, immeasurable silhouette.

Within his own domain, the Xuanming Senluo Celestial Emperor manifested his spectral form. The ten-thousand-zhang figure wore an imperial crown and a nine-dragon ceremonial robe. As its sleeves billowed, shadowy forms rose and darted through it.

Rahu murmured, "Life springs forth, without limit."

For ten million li around, heaven and earth fell silent.

In an instant, heaven and earth overturned: the sky turned black, the ground yellow. Black smoke surged everywhere, and a deathly chill descended from above as though to freeze all living beings.

Sensing something, Xiangyu Immortal Monarch looked up. A colossal black-and-gold pillar thrust through the dark canopy, trailing billows of black smoke as it reached for him.

The pillar spanned hundreds of li. As it tore open the dark canopy, the sound of Yellow Springs seemed to flow through the gloomy domain. A winding, nine-bend Yellow Springs appeared across the earth, breathing out wisps