Watching the cultivator turn to ashes, Wang Quan's first thought was:
The Underworld was successfully opened. Did this fellow's soul fall into it?
If he fell into the Underworld, would he have room to move in a place the size of a peanut?
Or did that bolt of lightning annihilate both his body and soul?
Unfortunately, they were all hastily condensing Dharma power now and had no ability to enter the Underworld at all.
Otherwise, they would certainly have gone in to take a look.
The Purple-Robed Marquis and the others celebrated. They lit branches to serve as sandalwood incense and began worshipping the Underworld.
They worshipped it repeatedly, even slaughtering some dying monsters as offerings to the Underworld.
Yet after all that fuss, the Underworld expanded outward by only a hair's breadth.
This result left the Purple-Robed Marquis and the others rather disappointed.
An idea stirred in Wang Quan's mind, and he smiled. "Everyone, we're still far too weak."
"In my opinion, we should report to Purple Gold Pass as soon as possible and see what the cultivators there are like."
"If circumstances permit, we'll directly use our Present World Fundamental Methods to refine Dharma power and advance our realms."
"At the very least, we should reach the Foundation Establishment Realm in one go."
"Once our realms and Dharma power are higher, we can either open a new Underworld or return to expand this one."
"That will definitely be hundreds or thousands of times faster than what we're doing now."
The Purple-Robed Marquis and the others nodded. "That makes sense."
They did not mind abandoning the Underworld here.
As long as they could confirm that opening an Underworld was possible, everything else was a minor issue.
As for people dying when opening an Underworld, that was also a minor