Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

“You know he is also our master…” Black Mud’s tone softened slightly, “He is the Ultimate Lord.”

The ultimate master.

The moment he heard those four words, Saintly Profound Gold subconsciously thought of Yun Ping.

He seemed to have...

"!!!"

I see……

At that moment, he understood completely.

Everything, the entire story, seemed to become clues at this moment, leading to a legend.

That ambition.

Black Mud could naturally tell that the Holy Profound Gold had realized something, and it once again emitted that sharp, trembling voice, "How is it, old friend?"

"..." The holy black gold fell silent.

A few seconds later, he looked up, staring at the black mud in front of him with a smile: "You only chose to acknowledge him as your master because you can move freely with him, right?"

"Otherwise what?" The black mud came before the holy black gold, its filthy slime transforming into arms that slowly climbed up the holy black gold's aged neck. "Is there anything more beautiful than freedom in this world?"

"I think you've been in the abyss for too long, and your brain isn't working properly anymore."

"What did you say?"

"Freedom is relative, at least..." Saintly Xuanjin stared at the black mud in front of him with great interest, "I now think that Ancestor Kunxuan's decision to cast you into the Abyss of the Demon Race was a wise one."

Black Mud paused for a moment, then several dark whips suddenly burst forth from his body, binding the Holy Profound Gold completely. His tone was extremely annoyed, "I advise you to think carefully about what you're saying! Don't mention that old bastard Kunxuan to me!"

"Ah……"

The Holy Black Gold felt the pressure coming from all directions, the pressure so intense it felt like it would crush its physical body, making it hard to breathe. "The freedom you gained by selling yourself out and betraying your ancestor... will one day..."

"Shut up."

Black Mud roared, and in the next instant, he pulled the entire Holy Black Gold into his body.

As the holy coil, half of its body, was devoured by him, Black Mud sneered: "It doesn't matter. Sooner or later, you will betray yourself too. I believe that day will come."

"It just needs some time."

"you……"

The Holy Profound Gold was struggling desperately, trying to activate its own source to resist the darkness that seemed to want to devour and erase it, but the power that it had fought against for countless years was far beyond what it could now compare to.

He could only watch in utter despair as he slowly merged into the black mud, first his lower body, then his waist, then his chest, and finally his head…

boom--

The main hall collapsed.

The Holy Feather Sect's council hall finally succumbed to the monster's onslaught, collapsing completely into endless ruins...

The screams around them gradually subsided... because the people who still had life left to scream for were almost gone.

Buildings collapsed, stone pillars broke, and everything crumbled.

The sect known as the Holy Feather Sect... has finally been destroyed today.

I'm sorry... my children... my disciples...

Just before being completely absorbed into the black mud, the Holy Profound Gold stretched out a hand with all its might. What was exposed outside the black mud was a pure white, flawless left hand...

He seemed to be trying to grasp something, but he could only grasp at that wisp of air.

Consciousness was fading—in the darkness, he gazed in a certain direction…

That was the last hope.

Xingyao, you must send Xingchen away...

Send it to that place...

then……

"I'm leaving everything to you..."

In the end, all things returned to silence.

……

at the same time.

A pitch-black sea, above the River of Oblivion.

In the endless darkness, Bai, who was conspicuous, suddenly stood up from the small wooden boat, staring into the distance with a look of horror in his eyes.

The silver-haired girl, who had been drifting on the water for several hours and was almost asleep, was startled awake by the white-robed youth's actions. She looked around in a panic.

"What's going on? What happened to that old rogue? Has Kun reappeared? Or has Kun transformed into Peng?!"

"What? There's a Kun?" Ye Yuchan's words startled Zhang Ruoxue, who also looked around with Ye Yuchan: "Where is it? That big monster is out again?!"

However, no matter how much the two female apprentices made a fuss, Yunping didn't complain this time.

His gaze remained fixed on a certain direction the entire time, and his expression changed from initial surprise and doubt to becoming more solemn.

The sacred black gold... something's happened.

Although he didn't know what had happened to him, he was certain that just now, at that very moment, he had indeed heard the voice of the Holy Profound Gold.

Those words, like a dying wish, echoed in my ears.

That old guy...

Yunping clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and slowly sat down again.

Ye Yuchan noticed that Yunping's expression was not right, so she immediately wheeled herself over to Yunping's side and looked at his somber profile with concern.

"What's wrong with you, you old rogue?"

"It's nothing," Yun Ping replied casually. "I just suddenly thought of something."

"what?"

"Regarding the Holy Feather Sect—I think we should go and visit the Holy Feather Sect after we return from the Netherworld."

"Holy Feather Sect?" Upon hearing this sect's name, Ye Yuchan immediately thought of a certain super-powerful light bulb that had left them before: "Are we going to find that Duan Xingchen? That Holy Maiden?"

Yunping paused for a moment, then mumbled, "Pretty much, you can think of it that way too."

"Compared to this..."

At this moment, Zhang Ruoxue suddenly pointed to the area behind the two of them, her expression clearly not good, "I want to ask, have we arrived at our destination?"

"Huh? We've arrived?"

Ye Yuchan was startled and quickly turned her wheelchair around to look behind her.

It was fine if she hadn't looked, but when she did, Ye Yuchan was almost startled again.

Ever since she arrived in Kuntian Domain, she has been in a state of constant fear...

The enormous cavern in front of us, at least a hundred meters long and wide, was indeed somewhat frightening...

Yes, it's about a hundred meters high. Although it's called a cave, it looks more like a rift between canyons... No, even rift isn't that extreme. It's practically a man-made structure!

The edge of the cave has three eerie green rings, and inside the cave, unknown eerie green flames flicker intermittently, the light they emit makes it look particularly sinister and terrifying. All around is a dark forest, and from time to time, there is a strange wind that can not stir up any grass.

Even more strangely, the cave seems to...

It leads underground.

"Yes, we've arrived."

Yunping nodded and walked to the shore first after the shadowy boatman rowed the boat to the shore.

Ye Yuchan and Zhang Ruoxue followed closely behind. The moment they arrived on the unnamed island, a chill that swept over their entire bodies made them want to retreat immediately.

In their eyes, the enormous cave instantly transformed into a towering, ghostly structure a thousand meters high, with endless green flames igniting the heavens and earth, as if to scorch them into ashes.

Fear... an innate fear...

However, this fear was fleeting. After a very brief moment of shock, the two gradually returned to normal.

"So, this is the Netherworld Cave you were talking about?"

"Hmm, how about it? Pretty impressive, right?"

"It's quite impressive." Ye Yuchan shuddered. "It's just a little scary."

"Don't worry, although the name of the Netherworld is strange, most of the people there used to be human cultivators. There are very few demons and monsters—at least that's how it was when I went there last time."

"but--"

Yunping slowly squatted down, gazing at the soft soil in front of him.

Zhang Ruoxue frowned, wondering if her teacher was up to something again, and asked, "But what?"

This time, Yunping really didn't try anything funny.

He stared at the soil in front of him, then closed his eyes, as if sensing something...

After a moment, he said calmly, "However, today is a bit special."

“Recently, some people, like us, have crossed the river to come here.”

31. You son of a bitch!

Logically speaking, very few people would come to the Netherworld Cave.

The reason is simple: neither the River of Oblivion, which is enough to deter most people, nor the ticket that requires the payment of one's lifespan, are things that ordinary cultivators cannot afford.

Those few decades of lifespan alone were enough to kill them.

However, today was different. Yun Ping sensed a different aura here, and judging from the time, it seemed that it hadn't been long since they landed—

In other words, not long ago, someone had already come to this Netherworld Cave.

Were they specifically targeting them?

uncertain.