Seeing how sincere he was, Yan Chihuo was somewhat moved. He thought to himself, Both the cultivation world and the Netherworld say that Heaven's End King is cruel and ruthless. I never expected him to have this side to him.
Yan Chihuo said, "Thank you for Your Highness's favor. I will certainly do my utmost. But ascension is far too uncertain, and I know nothing whatsoever about the Immortal Realm. I truly dare not promise anything."
Heaven's End King nodded. "I knew I had not misjudged you. If you were the sort to say one thing and mean another, you would have agreed at once, making who knows what promises. People like that are the least reliable. Only someone like you, who does not make promises lightly, is worthy of being entrusted with something."
Yan Chihuo could only say, "Thank you for Your Highness's excessive praise."
Heaven's End King said, "Soon. We are almost at Heavenly Nether Valley."
Yan Chihuo was inwardly aghast. He knew that the escape speed of ghosts at the Ascension Stage was beyond anything he could match, but Heavenly Nether Valley was so far from here that, even if he flew at full speed without resting along the way, he feared he could not reach it in ten days or half a month.
The residence of the Heavenly Nether King in life had been called Heavenly Nether Palace. After his fall, countless highly cultivated ghosts had come here to seize resources, smashing Heavenly Nether Palace to pieces. Even the once-empty Heavenly Nether Valley had been caught up in the devastation, leaving the Nether Qi here in extreme disorder. It had yet to recover even now, and so no force had claimed this place.
Inside the flying carriage, Yan Chihuo gazed at the desolate, bleak sight of