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It is said that the wolf clan represents darkness and bloodlust, but at this moment, she felt that those who had truly been devoured by power and ambition, losing their reason and principles, were actually her self-proclaimed noble father and clan elders.

Beneath the glamorous exterior lies a calculation even colder than the naked survival rules of wolves.

Her trust and expectations of her father and her community, built up over a long period of time, collapsed silently at this moment, along with a certain belief.

She returned to her dwelling, which was filled with the faint fragrance of flowers, feeling lost and disoriented. Leaning against the window, she gazed at the peaceful scene in the tribal land outside, her heart filled with unprecedented struggle and pain.

On one side are her father who gave her life and her blood relatives, with the responsibility of her family weighing heavily on her shoulders; on the other side is the faint hope she has witnessed that may bring true peace and order to the underworld, and the unknown future represented by that figure.

To warn Hades would be to betray one's own blood relatives and plunge the entire race into the abyss; not to warn Hades might plunge the underworld into endless war once again, and the only person who could possibly change everything might perish, leaving her to live with guilt for the rest of her life.

The moonlight shone on her pale face, reflecting the confusion and pain in her eyes.

What should she do?

Not long after, in the Hades Palace within the Wolf Clan's territory.

Qin Chuan sat high on the throne, his fingertips lightly tapping the armrest, listening to the Lion King's meticulous report on the recent movements of various tribes and the affairs of the territory.

Although he was the King of the Underworld, he was well aware of the intricacies of specific matters and mostly entrusted them to the steady and reliable Lion King, while he himself focused on cultivation and grasping the overall situation.

Even though the Lion King knew that the King of the Underworld didn't care about these details, he still insisted on giving regular, detailed reports to show respect, so Qin Chuan let him be.

Just as the Lion King finished his report and bowed to take his leave, a Lion Warrior strode into the hall and respectfully presented an unsigned, plain-looking letter.

"Lord Hades, I found this letter while patrolling outside. Its origin is unknown and its aura is elusive."

Qin Chuan remained calm, took the letter, and began to read it.

The letter was concise yet alarming, detailing the Phoenix Clan's conspiracy to unite with other races, using the Super Beast Warriors to hold him back in the face, and then launch a surprise attack on his original form.

After reading the letter, Qin Chuan's face remained expressionless, and even a hint of mockery flickered in his eyes.

Such schemes targeting other Nebula-type experts were, to him, utterly ridiculous, like a child waving a stick.

His true form has been tempered by all realms; how could these frogs at the bottom of a well possibly understand or even shake it?

This so-called fatal weakness simply does not exist for him.

However, when his gaze fell upon the letter, a slight stirring occurred to him.

The handwriting was delicate, yet carried a faint tremor, as if the writer was enduring immense pressure and inner torment as they put pen to paper.

More importantly, the letter paper was faintly imbued with a unique, pure aura that perfectly matched a certain figure in his memory.

Although the letter was anonymous, he already knew perfectly well who had written it.

He carefully folded the letter, but instead of showing it to the Lion King, he tucked it into his bosom and kept it close to his body.

His gaze deepened, passing over the doors of the main hall and looking towards the Phoenix Clan's territory. He sighed softly, a sigh tinged with complex emotions.

In his mind, the image of that slender, pink-clad figure wearing a veil, and those eyes that had briefly met his gaze, eyes filled with worry and determination, involuntarily surfaced clearly.

Caught between the cruel realities of fate and her own stance, and torn between blood ties and her conscience, she ultimately chose the latter, sending this warning across clan boundaries to his hands.

At this moment, even Qin Chuan, whose will had been as firm as a rock after experiencing many worlds, had to admit that he seemed to be genuinely moved by the Phoenix Clan princess who, despite being at the center of the vortex, still retained her purity and courage.

This warning, delivered quietly amidst the shadows of conspiracy and betrayal, devoid of any utilitarian motive, touched his long-unperturbed heartstrings more deeply than any flattering loyalty or overwhelming power.

Chapter 11 Xuanming Nebula

Soon, the news that the Phoenix Clan had openly challenged Hades spread like wildfire throughout every corner of the Underworld in a very short time.

Wherever the news reached, it caused a huge uproar.

The first reaction of most ethnic groups who heard about this was one of utter absurdity and disbelief.

Hades Qin Chuan is an extremely powerful being who has condensed a nebula body, a being whose life level surpasses that of all living beings!

Although the Phoenix Clan is powerful, compared to them, it is like a firefly compared to the bright moon.

Have they all gone mad and are tired of living? That's why they dare to provoke the Lord of the Underworld.

Unbeknownst to everyone, this seemingly insane and suicidal challenge was actually a meticulously planned death trap aimed directly at the fundamental weaknesses of the Nebula Body's power.

Qin Chuan, who was at the center of the storm, naturally accepted the so-called challenge without any doubt.

In his eyes, those fools who thought they had outsmarted him were nothing more than fish that willingly jumped into the net.

This is a good opportunity to uproot and wipe out these stubborn forces that are hindering the unification of the underworld, saving us the trouble of dealing with them one by one later and wasting our energy.

On the day of the challenge, the agreed location was a vast and desolate plain deep within the underworld.

Here, the sky and earth are vast and desolate, with only the biting wind howling endlessly, as if this desolation has existed since time immemorial.

Qin Chuan arrived as promised.

He was all alone, without a single soldier by his side.

His dark cloak fluttered in the wind, making his figure appear even more upright and aloof.

His expression was as indifferent as ancient ice, and his steps were unhurried, as if he were not heading to a decisive battle surrounded by powerful enemies, but rather inspecting his own territory.

In the distance, the Phoenix Clan's elite battle formation, which had been waiting in full battle array, and the powerful figures from various races who thought they were hiding in the folds of space and the gaps in shadows, were first surprised when they saw Qin Chuan actually come to the meeting alone, and then they were overjoyed.

This Hades is truly arrogant to the extreme!

Such arrogance undoubtedly greatly increases their chances of successfully carrying out their deadly plan!

Only the phoenix mixed in with the phoenix clan's formation had its eyes dim instantly, its heart feeling as if it were being crushed by an invisible giant mountain, filled with endless torment and a sense of powerlessness.

In order to strike a painful and fragile balance between the survival of her people and her inner conscience, she was forced to accept the final mission while sending out that warning letter: to deliver a fatal blow to Hades's original body at the crucial moment.

Deep down, she held a faint hope that after being reminded, Hades would at least bring a powerful bodyguard like the Lion King to protect him. That way, she would have a reason not to act, and it would be a satisfactory explanation to both sides.

But to everyone's surprise, Hades would disregard everything.

Is this confidence stemming from absolute strength, or some kind of arrogance she cannot comprehend?

As Qin Chuan approached step by step, a domineering and profound will, like a vast galaxy, spread silently yet irresistibly, like mercury spilling onto the ground, filling every inch of space, and pressing heavily on the hearts of every living being who was watching him.

This will was not a deliberately emitted aura of power and pressure, but rather a natural sense of oppression that transcended the mundane after he achieved the ultimate transformation in his life level.

Marshal Phoenix, who was at the forefront, suddenly changed his expression, and a trace of horror flashed deep in his eyes.

This Hades is merely a newly formed nebula body, so why is his will so condensed, so ancient, and so terrifying?

It seems as if it has already undergone the sedimentation and baptism of countless cosmic eras!

Even he felt a chill run down his spine, let alone the other powerful individuals.

Those experts from various races who were hiding in the shadows were subjected to the overwhelming and irresistible pressure of this will. Their energy fluctuations became chaotic, and their concealment techniques all failed. It was as if they had been forcibly pulled out of the shadows by an invisible giant hand.

They staggered, looking disheveled, like a group of rats startled out of a ditch and exposed to the light of day, their faces filled with terror.

Faced with Qin Chuan, who seemed to belong to a different dimension, the morale of the allied forces, who were already divided and hastily assembled, was thrown into turmoil, and a sense of unease and uncertainty spread like a plague.

Their exchanged glances were filled with primal fear and deep hesitation.

Can they really defeat such a being? In the face of such an absolute power disparity, will this seemingly meticulous plan just be a pathetic joke?

Seeing that this already fragile alliance was on the verge of collapse before even engaging in battle, Marshal Phoenix was extremely anxious. He quickly suppressed his inner turmoil, mustered his strength, and shouted loudly:

"Pluto! Since you are the strongest being, why not reveal your Nebula Body and fight us fair and square!"

His ulterior motives were crystal clear.

As long as Qin Chuan uses his Nebula Body, his mind and most of his power will inevitably be concentrated on that towering energy giant, and the defense of the physical body left in place will be reduced to the minimum. Only then will they have that one and only chance to take advantage of the situation.

Moreover, once the nebula manifests, the immense pressure, akin to the descent of a god, will force these timid allies to grit their teeth and proceed according to the original plan, leaving them with no way out.

Qin Chuan calmly swept his gaze over the so-called "strongmen" present, instantly figuring out their backgrounds.

Among them, there wasn't even a single truly powerful individual capable of using super beast armor without relying on the ability lock.

He shook his head with slight disappointment, his tone calm but carrying a chilling coldness that could freeze the soul: "You think I'm worthy of using my Nebula Body to deal with a bunch of cowardly rats who only know how to hide their heads and scurry about like flies?"

This is an undisguised, deep-seated contempt, and it is also a statement of a cold, hard fact.

Let alone now that he has condensed the Nebula Body, even before this, it would have been no difficult task for him to suppress this rabble in front of him.

Hearing his tone, which sounded as natural as stating "water flows downhill" yet was extremely insulting, the faces of those who considered themselves strong instantly turned extremely ugly, alternating between pale and flushed.

Especially Marshal Phoenix, who initiated the challenge, had a face that was a mixture of shame, anger, and murderous intent, almost as if he were spitting fire.

What worried him even more was that if Hades was determined not to use the Nebula Body, wouldn't their carefully laid trap, on which they had placed such high hopes, become nothing more than a castle in the air, a pointless exercise?

All the preparations will become the biggest joke in the underworld!

Just as the atmosphere reached its climax and the morale of the allied forces was on the verge of complete collapse, Qin Chuan suddenly changed the subject, a half-smile playing on his lips, tinged with a hint of mockery:

"However, since condensing this nebula body, it has yet to be put to the test. Today, for the sake of you who are about to die, I will make an exception and grant you this 'honor,' allowing you to glimpse what true power is, what the 'Mysterious Netherworld Nebula' is, before your lives end!"

He still gave this ultimate form of power this seemingly destined name.

There wasn't much reason; perhaps he was just too lazy to think about it, or perhaps the name itself had a natural and inseparable connection with his identity as the Lord of the Underworld.

As Qin Chuan finished speaking, the cosmic energy of the entire plain, no, the corresponding region of the entire underworld, suddenly plunged into complete chaos and boiling!

The space above his head began to groan under the strain, violently twisting and vibrating. Endless light and shadow intertwined and collapsed wildly, and a mass of energy and light, whose size and majesty were beyond description, condensed and expanded at an unprecedented speed!

In the blink of an eye, a colossal giant, towering over the heavens and standing on the earth, with a face identical to Qin Chuan's, surrounded by countless stars that seemed to rise and fall with him, and swirling around dark black holes, suddenly descended!

The Xuanming Nebula manifests between heaven and earth!

"boom--!!!"

A terrifying pressure, hundreds or even thousands of times stronger than before, was like billions of ancient divine mountains collapsing at the same time, or like the weight of the entire galaxy crushing down, transforming into a tangible tsunami of destruction that swept across every corner of the plain!

The numerous powerful individuals, already struggling to breathe under the pressure of Qin Chuan's personal will, were even more insignificant than ants in the face of this materialized, vast divine power.

Those who were slightly weaker didn't even have time to utter a muffled groan before their eyes rolled back, their legs went weak, and they collapsed to the ground, their consciousness fading into chaos. Some even began to seep fine beads of blood from their bodies!

Even those so-called top experts from various races were all struggling to stand, their bones creaking and sweating profusely. They had exhausted all their strength to stand up, and they had completely lost the courage to look up at the energy giant that filled their entire field of vision!

Chapter 12 Betrayal

Faced with the towering Xuanming Nebula, radiating the immense pressure of the starry sky, even a powerful figure like Marshal Phoenix felt as if his soul had been plunged into an icy abyss. Every inch of his consciousness trembled under that boundless pressure, and he almost uncontrollably knelt down.

That is an absolute difference in the level of life, the instinctive fear of ants facing the sky.

He bit his tongue hard, a sharp, piercing pain sending shivers down his spine, and let out a nearly distorted roar, his voice warped by the extreme pressure:

"Everyone! Super Beast Armor! Attack with full force! This is our only chance!"