The Might of the Nine Nether Land

"Gasp—who exactly is this man? Aren't the only powerful monks in the world Buddha and E Cang?"

"E Cang is dead, and Buddha was captured. Could even the reclusive Buddhas have emerged?"

"As expected of an era of great contention. Reclusive experts from every faction are stepping forth!"

"He is Xia Yuanye, the Resentment King! An expert from the same era as the Heavenly Mandate Great Emperor, the Nine Nether Underworld Emperor, and other great rulers!"

"King You, the World-Destroying Demon Emperor, Outer-Heaven Demons, Xia Yuanye... This is insane! It feels like this era is about to restore the prosperity of ancient times!"

The distant onlookers discussed animatedly. Watching Buddha and Xia Yuanye battle, their blood could not help but boil.

This was a clash between peerless experts. Though it did not destroy heaven and earth, the might of every move sent chills down their spines.

The higher one's cultivation, the more precise—and terrifying—their control over power became.

Otherwise, if Buddha fought without restraint, a single palm strike could sink an entire domain.

Buddha could hold back, but Xia Yuanye would not. He had already fallen completely into madness.

The golden giant palm gradually became illusory. Xia Yuanye's scalp-numbing voice rang out again. "I hate... I resent... All who stand in my way must die! I'll slaughter all living beings—I alone will reign supreme!"

Boom—

Countless streams of black blade energy shot forth, shredding the golden giant palm.

Amid the billowing dust, Xia Yuanye slowly rose to his feet, his entire body wreathed in terrifying resentment. His gaunt figure gave off a bone-chilling, horrifying impression.

The ten-meter-long Wrath God Blade trembled. Black resentment seemed to form dark radiance around it, making no one dare look directly at it.

Buddha's gaze sharpened. He could tell that Xia Yuanye had become even