Chapter 957: Chapter 951

Crash crash crash!

The Netherworld River surged with raging waves, and the faces of Ye Xuan and the others changed dramatically, as countless ghost beasts emerged from the river. From the screams sounding behind from the strong people of the Ten Thousand Treasure Heavenly Palace, it was evident that some had already been slain by the ghost beasts.

Both the Ghost Emperor and Emperor Bao Yuan were already entangled by the ghost beasts, unable to break free.

“Truly, heaven is aiding us.” Ling Qianxue looked at the situation behind and smiled.

“Seize the moment to dash through!”

Some Yin Beasts charged at Ye Xuan’s side as well, but he fended them off with a single sword strike, and then the two swiftly crossed the chains, leaping onto a dark region resembling a solitary island.

Ye Xuan raised the Void Emperor Sword to dispel the surrounding Yin energy, and he and Ling Qianxue proceeded deeper.

The architecture here was undoubtedly more magnificent than before. From the ruins on the ground, it could be seen that there, within view, stood blue torches, and under the blazing flames, enormous sculptures became visible. These sculptures, although varied, shared a unified characteristic: their appearance was extremely fierce and gruesome.

“Is this the core area of the Netherworld Hall?”

Ling Qianxue looked around, her gaze somewhat astonished.

“Beyond the Gates of Hell, this should indeed be it.”

Ye Xuan glanced around, nodding slightly as the Heavenly Eye at his forehead opened, seeing through the Netherworld Mist ahead. There lay an open space surrounded by fierce statues, and amongst eight of those statues was one giant ghost sculpture, towering above the others by an entire length.

The ghost sculpture had six arms, with a blue face and sharp fangs, a slight rise on the chest indicating it to be of a female ghost. The middle pair of hands held a tightly sealed box.

Quickly approaching the female ghost sculpture, Ye Xuan fixed his gaze on the black box.

“What might be inside?”

Ling Qianxue was also somewhat astonished.

Ye Xuan shook his head, “We’ll know once we open it.”

With that, he swiftly moved to take the box.

Yet as he stepped onto the open ground, the ground around suddenly trembled. The surrounding eight fierce statues suddenly emitted two beams of green light from their eyes, seemingly coming to life instantly.

The eight statues swiftly moved, projecting a circle of light with the green beams, and Ye Xuan felt the space around him rapidly warp, with cracks appearing from within which black gas seeped out, and sharp claws suddenly reached out as ghostly souls and fiends climbed out.

These ghostly souls and fiends were immensely powerful, not at all weaker than Emperor Bao Yuan, and were indeed all Sealing Emperor Strong People.

“So many Sealing Emperor level ghost creatures?”

Ling Qianxue’s face became serious.

“No need to worry, they’re all fake.”

Ye Xuan remained calm, waving the Void Emperor Sword in his hand, splitting the space instantly. The seemingly powerful ghostly souls and fiends dispersed one after another.

“They were just illusions.”

Ling Qianxue was somewhat startled; these illusions were too realistic to easily distinguish.

The ghostly souls and fiends dispersed, replaced by a dreamlike space, vibrant with birds singing and flowers blooming, like paradise.

Handsome men and beautiful women, clad in thin gauze and with wings on their backs, moved swiftly around Ye Xuan and Ling Qianxue, casting charming and friendly smiles, almost irresistible and alluring.

“This…”

If not for Ye Xuan seeing through the illusion just now, Ling Qianxue might have truly fallen into it.

It was as if they were in the actual Heavenly Realm, allowing people to forget everything.

“This is unbearably vexing.”

Ye Xuan saw through the illusion; beneath their feet was black water, gradually seeping from the cracks in the ground, accumulating under their feet.

This black water was highly corrosive, swiftly dissolving the Protective True Essence of both of them.

Swoosh!

Ye Xuan swiftly pulled Ling Qianxue away, leaping up from the spot, directly flying to the female ghost sculpture to seize the box.

In a split second, all illusionary scenes vanished entirely, even the black water from the ground flowed back, and the cracks sealed up and disappeared.

“The source of everything was this box causing trouble.”

Holding the box, Ye Xuan couldn’t feel any energy fluctuation emanating from within it, which was quite peculiar.

“Open it and see.”

Ling Qianxue was equally curious.

Ye Xuan did not hesitate any longer and opened the box.

At the moment of opening, black smoke surged out, and then a beam of black light shot up fiercely, escaping towards the distance.

“Trying to escape?”

There was no way Ye Xuan would watch a cooked duck fly away. He leapt up, following the speeding black light, and before it flew too far, seized it in his grasp.

The black light quickly dimmed within his hand, and Ye Xuan saw that it was a black stone akin to a goose egg, about the size of a chicken egg, with a very smooth surface. From whichever angle he looked, it appeared quite ordinary.

Injecting True Yuan into it, the black stone rapidly glowed as if activated, releasing an astonishingly grand and vast pressure from within.

Buzz!

In an instant, Ye Xuan found himself in a completely dark space, barren and desolate, with the dim void overhead occasionally resounding with thunderous sounds.

In this space, everything was in a state of dimness and lifelessness.

Swoosh!

In the blink of an eye, the surroundings abruptly changed again, and Ye Xuan’s body was suddenly lowered. When his vision returned, the surroundings turned into a vast magnificent palace.

The Netherworld Hall.

“Huh?”

Ye Xuan furrowed his brow, uncertain now whether he was in reality or another illusion.

“It seems this isn’t reality.”

Ye Xuan observed his surroundings; the Netherworld Hall was immense without any signs of ruin, and right ahead, two Netherworld people were approaching him.

“Bad news.”

Ye Xuan was about to dodge but found no way to avoid them. With a grim face, he drew the Void Sword, but just as he prepared for battle, the two Netherworld people did not seem to see him and simply collided with him, passing through his body.

“Can’t they see me?”

The tension on his face dissipated, and Ye Xuan was relieved. It seemed he had been dragged into a mysterious illusionary space by that peculiar stone.

Or perhaps, this was not entirely a fabricated world.

Suddenly, the heavens quaked, and Ye Xuan’s expression changed. Glancing up sharply, a beam of light swept across the sky, slamming down onto the Netherworld Hall like a meteor, with terrifying light and heat energy instantly engulfing the entire hall.

In just a blink, the Netherworld Hall turned into ruins, and Ye Xuan could hear the piercing screams of the Netherworld people and ghost beasts, wailing miserably.