stonecrandall Chapter 80 The Realm of Rebirth in the Underworld, the Divine Artifact Hades Sword!
Chapter 80 The Realm of Rebirth in the Underworld, the Divine Artifact Hades Sword!
Chapter 80 The Realm of Rebirth in the Underworld, the Divine Artifact Hades Sword!
"Stop the train! Stop the train!"
Upon seeing the scene before him, the train conductor was stunned for a moment before immediately shouting in a low voice, while simultaneously operating the driving soul tool in front of him.
If it were to fall, it would be extremely difficult for any of the passengers on the train to survive; it would be a complete train crash.
"Sizzle! Sizzle!"
Despite the sudden braking, the soul-guided train did not stop immediately but continued forward, with sparks flying between the train and the rails and a series of ear-piercing friction sounds.
"Train conductor, look what that is."
At this moment, the same train conductor pointed ahead again, but this time his voice trembled slightly.
"What's wrong now! Stop the train immediately!"
Overwhelmed with emotion, the train conductor almost roared, but the moment he looked up, he froze in place, even stopping what he was doing.
"Waaaaah!"
The mournful cries of the dead echoed from afar. The sky in front of the train had turned gray at some point, reflecting the red light of the previous explosion. A pale gray hue continued to spread and cover downwards, and all sounds seemed to disappear under that gray cover.
The violent explosion didn't travel far; it abruptly ceased under the gray hue, and all color vanished at that moment. Gray ashes drifted through the air, as if mourning the dead, or perhaps welcoming the arrival of a king.
Immediately afterwards, the ground shook, space churned, and one by one, crooked figures began to emerge from the gray space, swaying and staggering towards the train.
These figures were none other than countless skeletons, zombies, and various kinds of undead soul beasts, and under their protection, a powerful figure appeared from the front.
He rode a four-meter-tall hellish warhorse, his cloak fluttering behind him, and a gray, transparent cross sword at his waist. The entire gray aura originated from him.
"What is this? And who is he?!"
The train conductor was so shocked that he couldn't speak and could only stare blankly at the figure approaching their train.
With a single stride, the Hellfire Horse charged toward the Soul Guidance Train. Although its body was enormous, its speed was incredibly fast, and it arrived before the train in the blink of an eye.
The train conductor and attendants kept their eyes tightly shut, afraid to watch what was about to happen. They dared not gamble on whether their soul-guided train was more sturdy than the defenses of this hellish warhorse.
But a second later, the collision that the two had anticipated did not occur. Just before they hit the Soul Guidance Train, the towering Hellfire Horse suddenly turned to ashes and vanished, while the tall figure seemed to traverse space, taking a light step forward and directly entering the Soul Guidance Train.
And their train came to an abrupt stop as it entered that gray area, refusing to move forward even an inch.
Good news: their soul-guided train has stopped, so they don't need to chase the plane anymore. Bad news: a powerful individual, suspected to be an evil soul master, has entered their soul-guided train.
"This...this...are you a human or a ghost?!"
The train conductor swallowed hard, looked at the dense swarms of undead creatures outside the train and the person in front of him, and asked haltingly.
"So, do I look more like a human or a god?"
The figure glanced at the man sideways, raised an eyebrow, and asked.
"Sorry, sorry, that's silly. You're busy, you're busy."
The train conductor quickly covered the train attendant's mouth, pulled him aside apologetically, and thought, "He's obviously not a good person. Isn't he asking for trouble by speaking now?"
"Oh! This power that transcends all constraints, it seems we really didn't make a mistake coming here this time." A deep voice sounded, sweeping past like a cold wind. The figure ignored the two and took a light sniff of the air.
This person was none other than the Underworld Emperor.
Then, the Hades' gray eyes seemed to pierce through the layers of carriages, looking straight at a certain carriage behind, and a rare glint of heat flashed in his deep gaze.
Because at this very moment, he discovered a power that transcended the constraints of this world!
"Although I don't want to get involved, you are, after all, a member of the Holy Church's high-ranking officials. Moreover, I'm just curious to see what this level of power is all about."
The Hades Emperor's pale hand gripped the cross-shaped sword at his waist, and a terrifying pressure suddenly descended. Clusters of gray flames burned on the cross-shaped sword, and a chilling, ethereal aura permeated the air.
"The eternal sigh of the underworld, the sword of Hades!"
"The realm of the underworld, the cycle of life and death!"
The Underworld Emperor raised the cross-shaped sword in his hand, and a gray hue covered the sword beneath his feet, making the burning gray flames even more intense. A deadly aura pointed towards a certain carriage behind him.
The cross-shaped sword in the hands of the Underworld Emperor is a divine weapon called the Sigh of the Underworld, also known as the Underworld King Sword. The area that spreads around it is the Underworld Emperor's innate martial soul domain, Underworld Rebirth!
"Buzzing!"
Space trembled, and the aura on the Hades Sword seemed to reach a critical point. With a gray tail, it shot out fiercely, piercing through the metal, sweeping across space, and disappearing in an instant.
"Huh? There are evil spirit masters too?"
Inside the carriage, Tang Wulin, who was being controlled by Tang San, narrowed his eyes and suddenly looked in one direction. In the next instant, a cross-shaped sword covered in gray flames suddenly slashed down, its target being the azure light.
"Ding!"
Just as the Hades Sword collided with that thing, a crisp ringing sound rang out. Immediately afterward, the flames burning on the Hades Sword seemed to have encountered something indescribable, and were extinguished by more than half in an instant. However, the azure light also stopped, and in an instant, it wrapped around the Hades Sword, emitting a piercing corrosive sound.
"I'm still alive..."
"This is the Hades Sword of the Underworld Emperor!"
The dark bell fell to the ground. Looking at the scene before her, a flicker of emotion flashed in her dark red eyes. Painful memories of the past receded like a tide. She immediately dragged her restrained body and struggled to leave one end of the carriage.
"Who? The Emperor of the Underworld?!"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiu, who was hiding in the shadows, was suddenly startled. Looking through the gap left by the Hades Sword, he saw a gray figure rapidly approaching his carriage.
"No way, what kind of insane matchmaking system is this?!"
Jiang Xiu clicked his tongue, his thoughts churning. He had originally intended to waste Tang San's divine sense to make a move, but now he had attracted so many powerful figures, including the Underworld Emperor who had disappeared for nearly a hundred years!
"That's good, the more chaotic the better. Maybe this time we can obliterate Tang San's chance to attack, along with this wisp of his divine consciousness!"
Jiang Xiu's eyes hardened, and he thought to himself.
But then, Jiang Xiu suddenly noticed that the Dark Bell, whose power had been suppressed, was heading straight towards him from the direction of the Chrysalis.
"Hey! The Dark Bell isn't out of the question... How about saving it, and then infiltrating the Holy Spirit Cult..."
Jiang Xiu's eyes lit up, but in order not to attract the attention of Tang San and the Underworld Emperor, he did not make a move immediately, but silently watched.
"Tap tap tap".
The Underworld Emperor's figure flickered and arrived at the carriage in an instant. Gray ashes filled the surroundings, devouring the life force in the space.
"It seems you are the key to my breakthrough to godhood."
The Underworld Emperor raised his hand and beckoned the Underworld Sword, his eyes burning with desire as he looked at Tang Wulin. If he could refine this person into his Underworld Rebirth Domain, he would gain the power from this young man.
Although he didn't know how a teenager could possess god-level power, refining it would definitely be the right thing to do.
"A mere ant dares to covet such things; they truly don't know their own limitations!"
"It just so happens that I still have some divine power left from my attack this time, so I'll use it to bury you!"
Tang San's eyes were icy cold as he slowly raised his golden trident. The four-word battle armor on the Underworld Emperor's body also instantly shone brightly. He gripped the divine artifact Underworld Sword tightly in his hand, and a faint, mysterious light flickered in the gray crystal between his brows, as if it contained something.
He could tell that this person's power was only temporary, and he was absolutely unwilling to give up this opportunity. Moreover, he still had a major trump card up his sleeve, so he was not afraid at all.
So even though the opponent was strong, his sword was not necessarily at a disadvantage!
The Underworld Emperor is determined to refine this young man; no one can stop him!
(End of this chapter)