The Underworld, source of the Nine Nether, was the supreme plane that towered above billions of demon kingdoms.
Within it, experts were thick as clouds, the strong were like stars, and there were even invincible races like the Chaos Heaven Demon. Its power was not the slightest bit inferior to the Immortal Realm.
And Manjushahua was one of the Underworld's powerful races. They were born on the banks of the Forgetfulness River, their true bodies the legendary Other Shore Flower.
Every clanswoman was born proficient in the Underworld Law, able to easily control the power of life and death, and each possessed a mighty Divine Sense that far surpassed cultivators of the same rank.
If one was unfortunate enough to be struck by their secret arts, their soul would fall forever into an illusion, their physical body would turn into a puddle of blood, and in the end, they would be reduced to flower mud that nourished them.
"Such a vicious thing is like a rose with thorns. The slightest carelessness, and it may bite back at its owner."
"Indeed. Eighty thousand years ago, there was a Heavenly Immortal Realm pharmacist who, to develop a new pill, entrusted someone to capture a Manjushahua. Who would have thought that demoness only feigned obedience, then suddenly attacked when he let down his guard, brewing a bloody tragedy."
"That being said, if it can be properly raised, with this race's tyrannical talent, it could one day be enough to rival a Heavenly Immortal. It would truly be a great aid."
"Shallow! This demon has Mahayana Cultivation Level at such a young age. She must undoubtedly be of direct-line blood. If one can use her to probe into the Underworld's secrets, that is the true great opportunity."
"..."
Heated discussion surged like a tide