The Cangue

A hundred years later.

Chu Capital, Ying Palace.

"The sun and moon never lingered; spring and autumn took their turns. Seeing grass and trees wither and fall, I feared the fair one would grow old too soon..."

Within a secluded palace hall, Young Master Yu still looked youthful, yet his hair was entirely white. He struck a basin and sang at length.

Gazing at the fallen leaves that filled the chamber, he could not help but feel desolate. "More than a hundred years have already passed..."

Back then, after untold hardship, he had finally found his beloved's True Spirit and prepared to take her out of the Nether Bureau.

Yet at the final moment, all his efforts had come to nothing...

As matters stood, his heart had turned to ashes. Yet he did not know why he had somehow stumbled out of the perilous land of Fengdu.

After returning to Ying Palace, his imperial father had merely taken away the Qilin Tome. That volume of the Nine Nether Soul-Crossing Divine Scripture remained in his hands.

Moreover, with this Divine Scripture to contemplate, he found it incomparably smooth to condense Divine Abilities belonging to the Nether Warden. In merely ten years, he had broken through to become a Purple Mansion True Person.

With such talent, if not for his imperial father having already achieved Violet Radiance Immortal, and if not for his imperial father's unwillingness to abdicate... perhaps he could have sat upon the Chu Emperor's throne himself.

And after successively achieving Divine Abilities such as Yellow Springs River and Hao Li Procession, Young Master Yu felt all the more that this scripture was extraordinary.

Until this day.

Having penetrated the mysteries, he finally comprehended the final layer of wonder within this scripture.

"I never expected it to be a Nether