I gain ten years' worth of cultivation every day, and even geniuses will only see my doorstep!

"Let's do it!"

Thirty Netherworld Cult cultivators attacked simultaneously, unleashing countless beams of black light that swept towards Qin Yuan like a tidal wave!

Qin Yuan pointed out!

The pale golden finger energy, like the dawn breaking, instantly tore through the black mist and pierced through the group of thirty people!

Wherever the finger strikes, everything vanishes into nothingness!

The black-robed old man's body, along with his protective magic weapon and his terrified expression, evaporated in this finger strike!

Thirty men, wiped out in a single blow!

Silence returned in the black fog.

Qin Yuan withdrew his finger and continued forward.

Behind them, only charred marks remained.

After traveling another hundred miles, a huge stone gate appeared ahead.

The stone gate was a hundred feet high, entirely black, and covered with densely packed skull patterns. On either side of the gate stood two ten-foot-tall stone gargoyles, their eye sockets burning with eerie green flames.

The stone gate was tightly closed.

Qin Yuan walked to the door and placed his hand on it.

In an instant, the two gargoyles moved!

They simultaneously opened their eyes, opened their huge mouths, and spewed out two black beams of light!

Qin Yuan spun around swiftly, narrowly avoiding the beam of light. The beam slammed into the ground behind him, blasting two bottomless craters.

The gargoyle stood up and walked toward him.

Every step sent the earth trembling.

Peak of the Void Refinement Realm.

Moreover, they are inanimate objects that know no pain and no fatigue.

Qin Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly.

Instead of backing down, he went to meet him.

When the "Undying Body of the Universe Stars" was fully activated, starlight flowed on the body's surface as if it were a tangible substance!

He punched the gargoyle on the left in the chest!

"boom!"

The gargoyle took three steps back, a deep fist-shaped mark appearing on its chest.

But it did not fall.

It slammed down with a backhand, carrying a world-destroying force!

Qin Yuan dodged, and at the same time kicked the right gargoyle's knee!

The gargoyle stumbled and nearly fell.

The two gargoyles possess immense strength and incredible defense. However, they also have weaknesses—slow movement and low intelligence.

Qin Yuan fully utilized his speed advantage, weaving between the two gargoyles. Every punch and kick landed precisely on their joints and cracks.

After an incense stick had burned, he had ripped off one of the gargoyle's arms from the left side.

Half an incense stick later, he kicked the left leg of the gargoyle on the right and broke it.

After another incense stick burned, the two gargoyles fell one after the other, turning into a pile of rubble.

Qin Yuan stood amidst the rubble, slightly out of breath.

He glanced at the stone door.

On the door, the skull pattern slowly wriggled, eventually cracking open.

The door opened.

Qin Yuan stepped inside.

Beyond the stone gate lies the true core of the Netherworld Valley.

A huge underground palace.

The underground palace was tens of thousands of feet in circumference, with a high dome suspended in the air. The walls around it were covered with strange runes. The runes emitted an eerie green light, making the entire underground palace look sinister and terrifying.

In the center of the underground palace stands an altar ten zhang high.

The altar had nine tiers, each piled high with corpses. There were human remains, demonic beast remains, and others whose creatures were completely unrecognizable. Blood flowed down the altar, gathering into crimson streams that led to the top.

At the top of the altar stood a black stone pillar.

A jet-black token floats atop the stone pillar.

The ninth War God Token.

Below the token sat an old man in a black robe.

The old man's face was withered, skin and bones, like a dried corpse. But his eyes shone with a frightening light—two eerie green flames, exactly like those in the eyes of a gargoyle.

The Netherworld Ancestor.

The middle stage of Hedao.

Around the altar stood hundreds of Netherworld Cult cultivators. The weakest were at the early stage of the Void Refinement realm, while the three strongest were at the peak of the Void Refinement realm.

Qin Yuan's arrival immediately alarmed everyone.

"They're here."

The Netherworld Ancestor opened his eyes, and the eerie green flames flickered.

"I have been waiting for you for a long time."

He stood up and walked down the altar step by step. With each step, the air around him grew heavier.

Qin Yuan stood still, motionless.

He knew that facing a mid-stage Dao Integration Realm cultivator, any rash action would be suicidal.

"Qin Yuan." The Netherworld Ancestor stopped ten feet away from him. "You killed so many of my disciples and seized eight War God Tokens. You've got some nerve."

Qin Yuan said calmly, "You flatter me."

The Netherworld Ancestor laughed.

That smile was sinister and terrifying, as if a vengeful ghost was laughing.

"Do you think I'd be angry? Enraged? That I'd personally kill you?"

He shook his head.

"No. Not only am I not angry, I'm grateful to you."

Qin Yuan frowned slightly.

The Netherworld Ancestor continued, "Eight War God Tokens, plus the one I have in my hand, make a total of nine. With all nine gathered, the Nine Heavens Palace can be opened. And within the Nine Heavens Palace lies the complete inheritance of the War God's Punishment, as well as—the key to unlocking the seal of the Otherworldly Demon."

The eerie green flames in his eyes burned even brighter.

"I have been waiting for this day for eight hundred years."

Qin Yuan was shocked.

The key to unlock the seal of the Otherworldly Demon?

The Netherworld Ancestor doesn't want the War God's legacy; what he wants is to unleash the Otherworldly Demons?!

"Surprised?" the Netherworld Ancestor chuckled. "What do you think the Netherworld Cult is? An evil force? A power struggle? No, the Netherworld Cult's mission from the very beginning has been to welcome our Lord's arrival. Our Lord is none other than the Demon King sealed away ten thousand years ago—You!"

He spread his arms wide and laughed wildly, "Ten thousand years! My lord has been sealed for ten thousand years! Now, the seal is about to break, and my lord is about to return! And I will be the first hero to welcome my lord! When my lord arrives, I will be the first commander of the demon army! This world, this Southern Continent, this entire cultivation world will become our territory!"

Laughter echoed through the underground palace, causing the runes on the walls to rustle.

Hundreds of Netherworld Cult cultivators knelt down in unison, shouting, "Welcome to our Lord's arrival! Welcome to our Ancestor's great undertaking!"

Qin Yuan remained silent.

He finally understood why the Netherworld Cult was willing to go to any lengths to collect the War God's Token.

They were not seeking the inheritance of the God of War.

Rather, it was to destroy the seal left by the God of War.

"Qin Yuan".

The Netherworld Ancestor stopped laughing and looked at him.

"Hand over those eight tokens. I can grant you a swift death, and I might even consider making you a servant of my lord, allowing you to enjoy eternal glory."

Qin Yuan looked at him.

Do you think I'll pay it?

Ghostly flames flickered in the eyes of the Netherworld Ancestor.

"If you don't hand it over, you die. I'll kill you myself, and the token will still be mine."

He raised his hand, and a huge black palm materialized out of thin air, grabbing down at Qin Yuan's head!

A strike that unites the Dao!

Qin Yuan's pupils contracted sharply as he activated all eight tokens with all his might!

Eight tokens flew out simultaneously, forming a gray light screen in front of him!

"boom!"

A black palm slammed onto the light screen, causing it to shake violently and develop countless cracks!

Qin Yuan groaned, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

The gap is too big.

Even with eight tokens, he couldn't possibly fight a mid-stage Dao Integration cultivator head-on!

The Netherworld Ancestor sneered.

"A death throes. Eight tokens in your hands is a complete waste. Let me teach you how to use them!"

He raised his hand again, and this time, three black palms materialized!

Three palms struck at once!

Qin Yuan gritted his teeth and poured all his spiritual power into the token!

The light screen lit up again, but the cracks were multiplying and it looked like it was about to break!

At that very moment—

A white sword light descended from the sky, slashing towards the Netherworld Ancestor!

The Netherworld Ancestor's expression changed, and he raised his hand to block.

"boom!"

The sword light shattered, but two of the three black hands also vanished.

Qin Yuan's pressure decreased sharply.