"Don't push your luck! I'll fight you to the death!"
"Fine! I'd like to see just how tough you Nether Clan really are!"
Chen Haoran intensified his offensive, and the strange man was forced to retreat steadily, gradually falling into a disadvantageous position.
" Grandpa Turtle, why are the Nether Clan showing weakness?"
"My father's current fighting strength is only slightly stronger than his. Even if he can't win, he can still escape, right?"
Chen Mu looked puzzled.
The aerial combat was something he couldn't participate in at his current level; he could only observe from below.
"He can't escape. The Nether Clan can only unleash their strongest power in places where Death Qi is dense. If he escapes from Nether Luo Mountain, he will only perish faster."
The White Turtle responded, its tone carrying a hint of disdain.
"Then what are they doing on the Pan Emperor Continent? Are they here to occupy this Nether Luo Mountain?"
Chen Mu was somewhat puzzled; he and his father had undoubtedly suffered an undeserved calamity.
"I don't know about that. The Nether Clan used to live in the western part of the Pan Emperor Continent, but that area is now occupied by the Devil Race from another world. The Nether Clan hasn't appeared on the Pan Emperor Continent for a long time."
The Nether Luo Mountain is filled with Death Qi, making it easy for it to connect with the Nine Netherworlds Realm where the Nether Clan lives, so it's normal for the Nether Clan to appear here.
However, the Death Qi here can only attract Nether Clan with strength equivalent to those below the Core Formation Realm humans. If that Nether Clan member hadn't just offered a blood sacrifice, this powerful Nether Clan member wouldn't have been able to get here either.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The battle in mid-air had reached a fever pitch. The crimson mist around Chen Haoran was growing thicker, putting increasing pressure on the strange man.
"Human, we can talk. I'll give you a treasure in exchange for letting me go."
The strange-looking man began to panic. His name was Mo Kesha. He had only sent people to the Pan Emperor Continent to find someone and didn't want to cause any trouble. It would be too unjust if he died here by accident.
Even though it would be virtually impossible for Chen Haoran to kill him at his level, this is not the Nine Netherworlds Realm. If his physical body were destroyed here, it would be extremely difficult to recover in the future.
"Hmph! Your Nether Clan is full of ghostly energy, I don't care for your treasures!"
Chen Haoran remained unmoved, his offensive showed no sign of slowing down.
Although Chen Haoran didn't care, White Turtle remembered something and urged Chen Mu to hurry up.
"Tell your father to ask him for the Nine Netherworlds Nether Soil! See if he has it."
Chen Mu hesitated for a moment, but out of trust in the White Turtle, he still used his Divine Soul to send a message to his father.
"Father, I want their Nine Netherworlds Nether Soil. Can you help me get it?"
Without hesitation, Chen Haoran spoke immediately after hearing the story.
"Does the Nine Netherworlds Nether Soil exist? If you do, I'll spare your life!"
Mo Kesha narrowed his eyes and let out a cold laugh.
"With such a huge appetite, aren't you afraid of stuffing yourself to death?"
I'll just ask you one question: yes or no?
If you don't have it, then you might as well die!
Chen Haoran's aura surged, and the blood-red mist turned from red to black. He thrust his sword at Mo Kesha, piercing through the purple light shield around him.
With a bang, Mo Kesha staggered backward, his breathing unsteady, clearly injured.
"Alright! I'll give it to you, but you have to promise not to stop me from returning to the Nine Netherworlds Realm."
Upon hearing this, Chen Haoran immediately raised his right hand, made a fist, and extended three fingers from the middle.
"I swear in the name of Pan Emperor that if this Nether Clan member gives me a portion of the Nine Netherworlds Nether Soil, I will no longer prevent him from returning to the Nine Netherworlds Realm."
Seeing Chen Haoran's composure, Mo Kesha felt embarrassed to delay. Although she looked a little pained, she quickly took out a small box from her bosom and tossed it to Chen Haoran.
Chen Haoran reached out and grabbed the small box, which then flew into Chen Mu's hands with a flick of his wrist. The box seemed to transcend space and instantly appeared in front of Chen Mu.
Chen Mu was secretly surprised. The power his father had just used was clearly spatial power, but it was different from the spatial runes he had mastered. It belonged to another kind of technique for using space.
He knew now was not the time to study the principles, so he reached out and took the small box, gently opening the lid a little.
A rich sense of vitality wafted out and washed over Chen Mu, making him shudder with pleasure.
Inside the box was a small clump of black soil, which looked quite ordinary, making it hard to imagine that it was actually a priceless treasure.
"When Death Qi is concentrated to its extreme, it gives birth to the purest life force. This is indeed the Nine Netherworlds Nether Soil!"
The White Turtle's voice echoed in Chen Mu's mind.
At this moment, a small blue figure flew out from above Chen Mu's head. He excitedly circled the small box, seemingly also interested in the Nine Netherworlds Nether Soil.
Chen Mu closed the box again, looked up and nodded to Chen Haoran, who had been watching him intently from the sky.
"Alright! You can go now."
Chen Haoran said calmly.
When the little blue figure appeared on Mutou, Mo Kesha stared at it blankly until Chen Haoran spoke, which snapped him out of his daze.
Mo Kesha made a hand seal and pointed to the spot where he had just traveled from.
Thump...!
The spatial rift was torn open again, Mo Kesha turned to look at Chen Haoran, a hint of hatred flashing deep in his eyes.
"The humiliation of today will be avenged by my own body one day!"
After speaking, his body transformed into a stream of light and flew into the spatial rift.
"Lord Mo Kesha! Please take me with you..."
There was another Nether Clan warrior on the field, but Mo Kesha completely ignored him.
After Mo Kesha entered the spatial rift, the rift was immediately closed, leaving the Nether Clan warrior behind looking completely bewildered.
Chen Haoran glanced at the Nether Clan warrior, then swung his sword, sending a blood-red blade flying towards him.
"Father, wait! Don't kill him!"
Chen Mu suddenly shouted.
Chen Haoran frowned, and with a flick of his hand, the blood-red blade was withdrawn, but the aftershock of the blade still knocked the Nether Clan warrior to the ground, leaving him barely alive.
Chen Mu rushed to the Nether Clan warrior's side, took out several talismans, and stuck them on the Nether Clan warrior's body, sealing the power within him.
"Speak! What is your purpose in coming to the Pan Emperor Continent?"
The restrained Nether Clan warrior turned his head away upon hearing this, clearly unwilling to answer Chen Mu.
However, Chen Mu is not the same as he was back then. Over the years, he has learned a lot at the Heaven-Questioning Pavilion, among which the study of the Divine Soul is a key subject for him as a talisman master.
He placed a hand above the Nether Clan warrior's head, and moments later, a terrifying howl echoed through the mountains.
"Say it! I'll say it! I'll tell you everything!"
Chen Mu lowered his hand and waited quietly for the Nether Clan warrior's explanation.
"Lord Mo Kesha sent us here, saying he was looking for a missing member of the Nether Clan, but I don't know exactly who it is."
All I know is that the boss has a Netherworld Pearl; it will react if we bring it near the person we're looking for.
Upon hearing what the Nether Clan warriors said, Chen Mu remembered that he needed to look for the belongings of the two deceased Nether Clan.
"Okay, is there anything else you'd like to say?"
Chen Mu asked calmly.
"Don't kill me..."
With a snap, Chen Mu broke his neck.