Chapter 507 - 514: Fierce Battle

’If he’s going to be this arrogant in the Netherworld, then I can’t let him be.’

"Cut the sanctimonious crap! You want my life? Then come and take it!!!"

"Either way, I’m getting that Rebirth Flower!!!"

The Mahayana cultivator didn’t buy it at all, and the three of them were once again locked in a chaotic battle.

But it was two against one, after all. The Mahayana cultivator quickly found himself at a disadvantage. Song Wanning, in particular, fought with incredibly bizarre moves that always caught him by surprise.

Combined with the Netherworld King’s powerful attacks, the Mahayana cultivator was actually injured after just a few exchanges.

"Damn it, you’re cheating!!!"

The Mahayana cultivator couldn’t help but curse, his finger trembling as he pointed at Song Wanning, purely out of rage.

’If she had any real skill, she’d fight me fair and square. What’s the point of using all these insidious, bizarre moves?’

"Hmph. You can’t even beat a mere Out-of-body cultivator like me, yet you have the nerve to accuse me of cheating?"

Song Wanning snorted, her eyes filled with contempt.

The Mahayana cultivator was so furious he nearly blacked out, and the killing intent in his heart surged to its peak.

"If I don’t kill you here today, I swear I’m no longer human!!!"

With that, he swung his great blade and charged at Song Wanning again.

"Go!"

Song Wanning let out a low cry, and a bolt of Divine Thunder descended unexpectedly from above.

At the same time, the Netherworld King struck. Countless Yin Soldiers appeared, brandishing their long spears in perfect unison, their every step creating a strange rhythm.

They were forming a kill formation.

BOOM—

The Divine Thunder caught the Mahayana cultivator completely off guard. He tried to dodge in terror but was already enveloped by it.

Not only was he struck dizzy, but his clothes were also blasted to shreds.

Luckily, his reflexes were fast enough to summon a defensive Magical Treasure. Otherwise, that strike would have severely injured him.

However, the moment he broke free, he was met with the aggressive assault of the Yin Soldiers’ kill formation.

He swung his great blade, and a world-shaking flash of light from it collided with the kill formation.

Just then, Song Wanning swung her sword again.

This sword strike drew upon the power from her internal space and the ring in her Dantian.

As she struck, the surrounding area was instantly sealed, as if everything had frozen in time.

BOOM—

The immense powers collided violently, instantly creating an irresistible shockwave that surged madly in all directions.

The evil souls on the ninth layer screamed incessantly as they were swept up by the terrifying force.

All the cauldrons of oil shattered, spilling the bubbling liquid all over the floor.

...

The three of them fought with increasing ferocity. They had held back at the beginning, but now they were all starting to play their trump cards.

Even the Golden Small Sword and its companions joined the fray.

The three of them fought their way up from the ninth layer...

The battle was so intense it seemed to blot out the sky. The tower shook more and more violently. Countless evil souls inside screamed and cried, trying to escape, but they were firmly trapped by the restrictions, unable to break free.

By now, the Netherworld King was also determined to kill. Because of the Mahayana cultivator, the entire Eighteen Layers of Hell had been thrown into chaos. If not for the protective restrictions, the tower would have long since shattered.

’This human is too outrageous!!!!’

At this thought, the Netherworld King’s attacks became even more ruthless...

BOOM—

Another violent explosion sent all three of them flying.

A trickle of blood seeped from the corner of Song Wanning’s mouth, but the fighting spirit in her eyes shone with an astonishing brightness. Her entire being seemed to radiate a faint glow.

Her Cultivation was originally only at the Out-of-body realm, but the strength of her Divine Soul had already reached the Mahayana Realm. Furthermore, being in the Netherworld allowed her Divine Soul Power to take physical form, boosting her combat strength to the Mahayana level...

Her strength would return to normal once she left this place, so this rare opportunity to fight an earth-shattering battle with a Mahayana cultivator was one she absolutely could not waste.

"Sister, charge! Let’s get him together!!"

The Golden Small Sword and its companions were overly excited. They paid no mind to their own injuries, their eyes glowing blood-red.

They were all acting as if they were on steroids, cherishing this rare chance. Their frenzied state made the Mahayana cultivator so frustrated he could have coughed up blood.

Of the three, he was the most severely injured. His internal organs were wracked with pain, and his aura was rapidly fading.

And yet, the Netherworld King and Song Wanning had only sustained minor injuries...

The killing intent in his heart grew even stronger. He couldn’t suppress his inner fury, and at times, he even felt the urge to take them all down with him.

Just as he managed to calm himself, Song Wanning and the Netherworld King charged forward again. The three of them resumed their earth-shattering battle.

...

In the midst of their back-and-forth, the Eighteen Layers of Hell was truly on the verge of collapse.

While from the outside it only appeared to be shaking violently, the inside was already in complete shambles.

It was completely unrecognizable.

Outside the Eighteen Layers of Hell, countless Ghost Cultivators and Ghost Messengers had gathered. Even a few living souls had snuck over to watch the spectacle.

"What in the world is going on? Why is the Eighteen Layers of Hell shaking so violently?"

"I don’t know, I just heard about it and rushed over..."

"The restrictions on the Eighteen Layers of Hell are fully activated. No one can get in or out now. I’m afraid something major has really happened!"

The Ghost Cultivators were all deeply worried. The Eighteen Layers of Hell had always been peaceful. For something like this to suddenly happen, it was clearly not right.

Soon, they saw all sorts of evil souls gathering on the first floor.

"Help—"

"Quick, get us out! We know we were wrong! We’ll never do it again!"

"SOB... Please, we beg you, get us out of here!"

"AHHH—"

The evil souls screamed in terror, frantically pounding on the restrictions of the first floor.

Their faces were contorted in terror, fear practically overflowing from their expressions...

Watching them made the Ghost Cultivators’ hearts grow heavy, and their eyelids began to twitch uncontrollably.

"Quick, report this to the Netherworld King!"

a Ghost Messenger shouted.

"I already did, but no one’s responding..."

another Ghost Messenger replied.

There was no response from the Netherworld King’s side. There was nothing anyone could do.

Just as everyone was growing anxious, the Eighteen Layers of Hell was suddenly rocked by a massive tremor. At the very top of the tower, a black pearl suddenly blazed with light, casting a black glow mixed with silver-white that enveloped the entire structure.

The ground around the tower also began to crack, the fissures spreading rapidly into the distance.

"Not good, everyone, run!!!!"

The Ghost Cultivators were instantly alarmed and turned to flee.

But the living souls who had come to gawk were so frightened their legs gave out. They stumbled and fell after just a few steps.

"AHHH—"

They let out wretched screams as they were immediately sucked into the light, turning to ash in the blink of an eye...

Seeing this, the Ghost Cultivators’ pupils trembled in terror, and they fled for their lives with every ounce of strength they had...

Inside the tower, Song Wanning only felt a strange light wash over her. The next moment, the figures of the Netherworld King and the Mahayana cultivator were gone.

She had arrived in a strange space.

It was pitch black all around, but not far away, a long, glowing river floated in mid-air.

Song Wanning’s heart sank. She cautiously scanned her surroundings before carefully making her way over.

As she got closer, she discovered that within the long river, which emitted a hazy, precious light, glowing streaks were flashing past at high speed.