Chapter 1027: Departure

While Meng Zhang was deep in thought, the cultivators preparing to go to the Netherworld had mostly gathered.

Princess Chunyu was muttering on the side, wondering how big a favor and face Ouyang Jian had to offer Mo Qing True Monarch for him to accompany him to the Netherworld.

It seemed that not only Meng Zhang, but also the well-informed Princess Chunyu, didn't know in advance that Mo Qing True Monarch would be joining Ouyang Jian.

Although Ouyang Jian held the title of Sword Monarch, he was of the opposite gender and not a true member of the royal family.

He neither had the qualifications to use the special channel based on his status nor the ability to recommend others.

This time, in order to accompany Mo Qing True Monarch and send Ouyang Huajin's Primordial Spirit to the Netherworld, he had to swallow his pride and plead with Ba Wudi in person.

At this moment, Ba Wudi flew over with Imperial Preceptor Chunyu Zhongda from a distance.

Given their status, they were not subject to the restrictions of the restricted flight formation within the imperial city.

This unique spatial passage was of great importance, and every time it opened, Ba Wudi personally supervised the process. As the supreme ruler of the Dali Dynasty, he only felt at ease when he was in control of the passage.

After arriving at the training ground, Ba Wudi took a glance at the assembled cultivators.

These cultivators were all reputable and had passed various tests.

The only unfamiliar Sea Spirit Sect cultivator had paid a high price and provided reliable guarantees in exchange for the opportunity to use the special passage.

Ba Wudi felt that the time was about right, and even if some cultivators were late, he wouldn't wait any longer.

He exchanged a glance with Chunyu Zhongda and then began the procedure.

Ba Wudi pointed forward with one hand. Suddenly, a huge altar appeared in the previously empty center of the training ground.

He and Chunyu Zhongda flew to the front of the altar and descended.

By now, night had fallen, and a crescent moon appeared in the sky.

Since they were opening a passage to the Netherworld, it naturally had to be during the night when yin qi was abundant, avoiding the daytime when yang qi was strong.

Ba Wudi respectfully paid his respects to the altar and then chanted softly, his hands forming seals continuously.

After a moment, a green flame suddenly ignited in the center of the altar.

Seeing the flame, Ba Wudi extended his hands and placed a pile of items in front of the altar.

These items were probably offerings, and Ba Wudi carefully threw each one into the flames.

The originally fist-sized flame rapidly expanded after the offerings were thrown into it.

Ba Wudi worked swiftly, and before long, he had placed all the offerings into the flames.

The flame at the center of the altar had grown to a size larger than a person.

Seeing that the timing was right, Ba Wudi chanted an incantation loudly.

After a while, the flame in the center of the altar suddenly shot out lines of fire.

These lines of fire formed a peculiar pattern not far from the front of the altar.

As the pattern emerged, it began to flicker rapidly.

After a few blinks, a massive portal appeared.

During Ba Wudi's casting of the spell, Imperial Preceptor Chunyu Zhongda had been standing by his side, seemingly protecting him.

Meng Zhang had never seen Yang God True Monarch take action before.

When he was in the Heavenly Palace, he had interacted with Grandma Qiansi and even witnessed her actions.

However, the level of Return to Emptiness power was too high for him to comprehend its intricacies.

Initially, he had been prepared to witness the might of Yang God True Monarch's abilities.

However, Ba Wudi was clearly following a specific ritual in his spellcasting and hadn't revealed much of his true strength.

This left Meng Zhang, who had been watching closely, somewhat disappointed.After the portal appeared, Ba Wudi finished his spellcasting and gave a direct order.

"You can now enter one by one."

"Three months from now, on the other side of the passage, someone will reopen it. At that time, it will be your time to return."

Having said that, Ba Wudi didn't elaborate further. He and Imperial Preceptor Chunyu Zhongda flew to a position above the altar, silently observing the people below.

Although these cultivators came from various backgrounds, none dared to run around recklessly under Ba Wudi's gaze; they maintained a certain order.

On the ground, a few cultivators responsible for maintaining order began leading everyone orderly into the massive portal.

Guided by these cultivators, the cultivators on the training ground filed into the portal, rapidly disappearing from sight.

Together with Princess Chunyu, Meng Zhang also entered the portal with the crowd.

Having experienced teleportation multiple times, Meng Zhang was quite familiar with this situation.

He felt a dizzying sensation as the scenery before his eyes constantly changed.

The difficulty of traversing space during teleportation varied based on the conditions of the spatial barriers.

The spatial passage from Dali Dynasty to the Netherworld was very stable, causing Meng Zhang minimal discomfort.

After an unknown amount of time, whether it was an instant or a long while, the peculiar phenomena before Meng Zhang's eyes disappeared, and his senses returned to normal.

Meng Zhang's vision darkened, and he found himself standing on a massive plaza.

While observing the multitude of cultivators entering the portal, Ba Wudi remained silent, carefully watching.

After everyone had entered, there was no unusual occurrence.

After a while, the massive portal began to fade away.

The flames on the altar slowly extinguished and then vanished along with the altar.

Chunyu Zhongda glanced at Ba Wudi, as if wanting to say something, but he ultimately remained silent.

Ba Wudi and Chunyu Zhongda had known each other for many years, supporting and protecting each other to reach their current positions.

Although Chunyu Zhongda didn't speak, Ba Wudi understood his intention based on their familiarity.

"Aren't you still worried about Mo Qing?" Ba Wudi asked.

"Throughout these years, Mo Qing has remained reclusive. It's somewhat puzzling that he's suddenly going to the Netherworld with Ouyang Jian at this time."

Chunyu Zhongda said solemnly.

"Mo Qing and Ouyang Jian have been old friends for many years. It's not strange for them to go together."

"Ouyang Jian even lowered his own face to ask me, and his reasons are legitimate. I have no reason not to agree."

Having been the emperor of the Dali Dynasty for so many years, Ba Wudi disliked using formal royal terms. Especially in front of a close friend like Chunyu Zhongda, he preferred using "I" to refer to himself.

Chunyu Zhongda glanced at Ba Wudi and didn't continue speaking.

He knew that this old Ouyang Jian relied on his seniority and experience to often act in an overbearing manner. Sometimes, when his temper flared up, he even disregarded Ba Wudi's face.

Ba Wudi appeared calm on the surface, but deep down, he didn't really appreciate this old fellow.

Now that this old fellow was taking the initiative to bow down to Ba Wudi and plead his case, Ba Wudi felt quite pleased; how could he refuse his request?

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