Chapter 1094: Underworld Constable
The moment he stepped out through the great doors of the hall.
Boom!
Spiritual energy surged into his dantian like a raging tidal sea, as though he had been cast into the boundless ocean.
The protective astral aura that he had previously been unable to keep lit at all times due to the barrenness now inflated like a balloon, turning into a curtain of light that enveloped Ge Qing.
Through the protective astral aura, countless cultivators came into view.
Beneath the astral barrier's hazy, mist-wreathed aura, everything seemed dreamlike and illusory.
Turning back to look at the towering hall doors, immense as mountain ranges, Ge Qing wore a bewildered expression. He had no idea what he was supposed to do or where he should go.
The shoulder-to-shoulder pedestrians spoke in languages he could not understand, their words mixed with all manner of accents.
Yet what surprised him was that most of the cultivators gathered here were Golden Core cultivators. Nascent Soul cultivators were not numerous, but neither were they scarce. Spirit Transformation cultivators were the rarest, and every one of them received preferential treatment.
As for those clad in armor, wielding long staffs, and wearing iron masks like heavenly soldiers of the Upper Realm, he did not probe them with his divine sense.
"Where exactly is this place?"
Ge Qing swept his gaze around.
Phosphorescent green patterns flowed and shifted.
All kinds of rarely seen divine materials were used merely for the hall's bronze pillars and walls.
Cultivators at every window rapidly handled affairs that he could not understand in the slightest.
Ge Qing boarded the high-speed ascension platform and plunged headfirst into the developing Demon Nether.
He stood helplessly at the Netherworld administrative office.
Like a lost young man who had just stepped off a