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"My God, it's the aura of the Netherworld, and it belongs to our side's Netherworld."
The Black-robed Man lay sprawled on the ground, carefully sensing it for a moment before becoming unwilling to move even slightly.
This feeling was wonderful.
Even if this was not his own Netherworld, it no longer rejected his power as it had before.
Could you imagine what it felt like for a Necromancer to be rejected by Yin Energy?
It was like a fish being rejected by water.
Of course, Gu Xi did not hear any of this. If he had, he would have known that the Black-robed Man before him followed the western-style Necromancer path.
If he had been an Eastern Necromancer, he would not have used the term Netherworld, but Underworld.
This distinction had not seemed particularly important at first.
However, as Necromancers rose in level and their paths became clearer, the classifications grew increasingly strict.
Whether it was the Underworld or the Netherworld thus became crucial.
Of course, Gu Xi did not need to concern himself with that right now.
At this moment, Gu Xi felt like a gigantic spider, weaving a web with Nether Spirit Flowers.
This web was wrapping around the entire planet.
This was something Gu Xi had never sensed or accomplished before.
Even he himself had never imagined that one day, he would use Nether Spirit Flowers to achieve something like this.
The Nether Spirit Flowers he had set up in the Mirror Dungeon had taken years to arrange.
Even the Nether Spirit Flower arrangement along Yellow Springs Road had taken Gu Xi a full year and seven months, yet he still had not completely controlled all of Yellow Springs