Inside the main hall, neither the seven Spirit Controller nor the Da Yutian spoke.
The young Da Yutian was a little restless. He sensed intense energy fluctuations in the distance and wanted to go and find out what was happening.
But none of the people present showed any sign of leaving, nor did anyone speak, leaving him unsure of what to do.
Time passed slowly, and the energy fluctuations in the distance grew stronger, nearing the critical point of this world.
The group exchanged glances and finally decided to make their move.
At that moment, an extremely terrifying aura suddenly appeared, followed by a deafening roar.
"Aww!"
The sky collapsed, the earth caved in, mountains crumbled, and tsunamis swept across the entire Netherworld Island, making it feel like the end of the world in an instant.
Screams filled the air, and explosions rang out one after another; countless souls perished in the tragedy.
Xu Long wanted to run, but dared not move.
He's been targeted; the slightest movement will immediately lead to his annihilation.
"You little brat, stay here by yourself!"
He snorted at Xu Long, his face full of schadenfreude.
Taking advantage of the billowing dust and surging energy fluctuations, it quietly disappeared into the distance.
Only after completely leaving the area of the Netherworld Hall did they desperately flee.
"That old bastard!"
Xu Long was furious, but the current situation was very strange.
The sealed, ferocious beast, for some unknown reason, kept staring at him.
Rumble!
The tremors did not stop from the moment they began; instead, they intensified.
Xu Long was so angry he was cursing inside, but there was nothing he could do.
Actually, as long as the True Dragon Clone is released, leaving this place is very simple.
But he didn't want to reveal his hand so soon, so he waited patiently.
Outside the Netherworld Hall, Li's old face, wrinkled like a Shar-Pei, was incredibly sinister.
He wanted to see the ferocious beast emerge, to see Xu Long bitten to death. Only in this way could he quell the hatred in his heart.
"Come on! Let me see what you really are, let me see just how strong you are!"
The sinister, arrogant laughter echoed incessantly, sounding extremely terrifying in this apocalyptic scene.
Rumble!
The tremors continued; several mountain peaks on the Netherworld Island collapsed, and countless buildings crumbled.
It was as if a pair of giant hands were using force to tear the island apart.
One massive crack after another appeared, splitting the earth into countless fragments that slowly sank into the water.
laugh!
As the entire Netherworld Island sank, a dazzling light shot into the sky.
The light was extremely dazzling, penetrating the barrier set up by the Spirit Controller and the barrier of Rakshasa Street, making it visible to all humans and Spirit Host.
What is that?
The sudden loud noise and tremors surprised the dead, while the light that followed filled them with terror.
That's suppression from the level of life, a difference in the very essence of the soul.
The entire Spirit Domain was in an uproar, and some information was quietly being transmitted.
Huangfu Doulong, Divine Martial Spirit Legion, looked at the soaring light with an extremely solemn expression.
"What a terrifying aura! It's even stronger than Xingtian's. And this is just the leaked aura; if it were..."
Huangfu Doulong turned to Ying Chengfeng and asked, "Strategist, what do you think?"
"There's something fishy about this!"
Ying Chengfeng said, " The Spirit Domain originally belonged to the Netherworld Clan, but they seized it after the arrival of the Spirit Controller. On the surface, the Netherworld Clan manages the Reincarnation Temple of the dead, but in reality, they do it to collect the sins of the dead to prevent them from being absorbed by that peerless ferocious beast, thereby suppressing its strength."
Ying Chengfeng remained calm and composed, seemingly unafraid of the thing emerging.
"A peerless ferocious beast? Does the strategist know what the Netherworld Clan is suppressing?"
Huangfu Doulong asked, frowning.
No one knows Ying Chengfeng's origins; they only know that he has lived for hundreds of years and is the oldest member of the Divine Martial Spirit Legion.
Wise, composed, unperturbed by praise or criticism, as if nothing bothers him.
Ying Chengfeng always played the role of a wise man, seemingly just a clever and kind old man, but the more he acted this way, the more wary Huangfu Doulong became.
He was too perfect, as perfect as a god.
"I don't know exactly what kind of ferocious beast it is, but it's definitely no weaker than Xingtian."
Ying Chengfeng said, "That thing is not merely a soul like Xingtian; its power is well preserved and it does not need the help of Spirit Host."
"Fully intact..."
Hearing Ying Chengfeng's words, Huangfu Doulong's lips curled into a cruel smile. "Heh, this is a perfect opportunity to stir up trouble and give them a good beating. Otherwise, once those bastards recover, they'll try every trick in the book to cause us more trouble."
Besides the Divine Martial Spirit Legion, the Hall of Heroes, the Kingdom Organization, and other forces large and small all received the news.
On the surface Spirit Controller are the masters of this world, but in secret, they are coveted by countless people.
Once it shows signs of defeat, it will attract a swarm of flies, just like rotting flesh.
Spirit Domain.
Li, who was fleeing back, met up with Da Yutian and the others who had come to his aid. Everyone knew what Li was thinking, so they didn't say anything unnecessary.
"What happened? That aura..."
"Da Yutian asked with a solemn expression."
"That's Netherworld Island, once the lair of the Netherworld Clan. The eight of us, along with your father, slaughtered the Netherworld Clan, and the few remaining remnants hid there. Over the years, Netherworld Island has gradually become a filthy place, where evil spirits and wandering souls have been thrown."
"I fought that Spirit Host Xu Long before, and we broke the seal on the Netherworld Hall, releasing the ferocious beasts that had been suppressed inside."
"Fighting Spirit Host? The ferocious beast has appeared?"
The seven Spirit Controller and the Da Yutian looked at each other in bewilderment. Li's words were simple, but the information they conveyed was terrifying.
Fight the Spirit Host, not the Guardian Spirit, Xiong Da.
Breaking the seal of the Netherworld Hall would require at least the combat power of Late Tribulation Transcendence Stage Transcending cultivator.
So, this man named Xu Long actually possesses combat power at the Late Tribulation Transcendence Stage, and also has a ferocious and savage Guardian Spirit?
What's the next step?
Da Yutian was still young, and it was inevitable that he would be at a loss in the face of such a situation.
"Given the commotion that thing caused, even if it hasn't reached the Mahayana Stage yet, it's not far off."
Li smiled, seemingly unconcerned. "We've prepared for so long, it's time to wrap things up. Even if this world is destroyed, it doesn't matter, we can completely..."
You mean to say...
They exchanged glances, all seeing the excitement in each other's eyes.
Having been trapped in this place for thousands of years, it's finally time to leave.
They set up formations, plundered the world, and even risked becoming enemies with all Spirit Host, all for this day.