Abundant Martial Arts Virtue
Chapter 351 - 311 Netherworld Magic Veil VS Tianhe Water Army!

Chapter 351: Chapter 311 Netherworld Magic Veil VS Tianhe Water Army!

The man looked no more than twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, wearing a long black robe.

Standing quietly in the midst of the Blood Pool, he exuded an inexplicable dignity that made people instinctively feel admiration.

"Words are futile, you are all going to die anyway."

He reached out and grabbed.

Within the Blood Pool, skeletons tumbled relentlessly.

A deep red long staff flew out, which he grasped in his hand.

——He was making his move.

A shadow inexplicably flashed through Wu Xiaode’s heart, and he immediately turned back and shouted to the robots:

"Quick, evacuate everyone, do not come near this place."

A robot responded: "Authority recognized, command received, execution imminent."

"Thinking of running? It’s too late."

The man smiled, pointing the blood-colored staff towards the sky.

Wu Xiaode felt the sky darken.

He looked up only to see a bloody speck of light emerge in the depths of the sky.

The point of light burst violently, spreading like a canopy in all directions with extreme speed.

In mere seconds, the entire world was enveloped in blood-red.

Under this bloody sky, the man’s body radiated waves of blood light, preventing anything from entering the illuminated area.

The surrounding robots began to stir restlessly.

"Alert: The Capital area has been completely covered by an unknown force!"

A robot reported by Wu Xiaode’s side.

The robots took out their machine guns, aiming at the man——

Fire!

"Da-da-da-da-da-da!"

Countless machine guns spit flames, along with high-powered electromagnetic and laser cannons, all shooting towards the man.

However, the red aura around the man extended up to the firmament, down to the Blood Pool, blocking all attacks from the outside.

He stood unharmed in the blood water, his face revealing a smile:

"The feast begins."

"Wait a minute!" Wu Xiaode sensing the power emanating from his body, couldn’t help but say, "You are clearly Divine, why are you using such Magic to deal with humans?"

This power was all too familiar, whether it was the golden-armored puppets, Long Aotian, or The Queen Mother of the West, they all possessed this extremely powerful force.

It was the power of the Divine!

"I am no God," the man’s smile faded slightly, "I reincarnated as a human twenty-five years ago —— now I am human, beyond the reach of the heavenly laws."

Wu Xiaode was taken aback.

That’s right.

Immortals are bound by the heavenly laws.

But humans can do evil; humans can do anything in this world, and the consequences of wrongdoing depend on which layer of Hell they descend to after death.

But!

The system of this world is about to collapse!

Doing evil does not necessarily mean going to Hell!

Because in a few years, as humans achieve immortality, gradually, no humans will go to the Netherworld anymore.

Both the Netherworld and Heaven are facing collapse!

"So that’s it, you have calculated all of this, that’s why you reincarnated early, to gain a certain advantage." Wu Xiaode said.

"Advantage, no, this world will be mine."

The man, holding the blood-colored staff, said with a smiling gaze.

Wu Xiaode looked at the bloodred curtain in the sky, and suddenly several lines of ice crystal small characters flashed before him:

"The client has sent relevant information."

"The current bloodred sky is:"

"Immortal Technique·Netherworld Magic Veil·Extirpate Demons."

"The opponent will use the Netherworld Magic Veil to establish a Soul Suppressing Word, expanding it to three conditions."

"Within the Netherworld Magic Veil, all beings that meet the three conditions will be transformed into pure Soul Power and merge with this magic veil, becoming the opponent’s source of Power."

"——He must be defeated before he states the three conditions, otherwise his Power will only become stronger and stronger!"

Wu Xiaode’s pupils constricted.

There was no time for hesitation.

This man, after reincarnating, had practiced Immortal Technique without the fear of heavenly retribution; if Wu Xiaode didn’t intervene, he would probably destroy a nation——

As he killed more and more people, his Power would only grow stronger.

The Desert Sword was unsheathed.

Wu Xiaode slashed dozens of sword shadows across the sky, striking the bloody light above.

The blood light contracted slightly but was undamaged.

In that moment, the man began to speak:

"The Soul Suppressing Word is: fear."

He said with a look of seeing through all beings, "There are so many things that living beings fear, so this spell was invincible from the start, for example——"

"The first condition, all beings who are afraid of being penniless, come forth."

As his words fell.

A profound and distant humming sound erupted from the blood sky.

Feeling something, Wu Xiaode turned his head to look around.

He saw that from the interspaced high rises one after another, souls burst forth like orbs from the windows, emitting wails before rushing into the sky.

All these were human souls!

This meant that any being that feared poverty would be absorbed by the Netherworld Sky in the sky, becoming that person’s source of Power!

Wu Xiaode couldn’t help but grit his teeth.

As humans, how many are not afraid of being without money!

Even those Spiritual animals greatly feared their masters being penniless.

"Ah————"

From within the Blood Pool, the man let out a thunderous roar.

He suddenly hovered in mid-air, his body’s blood light becoming more intense and profound.

——His Power was increasing constantly!

"Eh? You’re not afraid of being penniless? Interesting, but there are still quite a few people like you in this city..."

The man looked down at Wu Xiaode, his face an evaluative one.

Wu Xiaode sheathed his sword and murmured:

"In memory of past drinks on the noon bridge, among us sat many heroes."

He could not delay and had to make a move immediately.

How much Soul Power to use?

Thirty million Soul Power, he wondered if that would be enough to cut down his opponent!

There was only one way to find out!

He clutched his sword scabbard, continuing to recite.

Meanwhile, the man’s face suddenly changed, and he shouted:

"How can such Swordsmanship exist in the mundane world? Who are you!"

Wu Xiaode ignored him, continuing to recite:

"The long channel flows mute beneath the moon,"

"Within the sparse shadow of apricot blossoms, the flute plays until dawn."

From the sword scabbard erupted an extremely sharp sword cry.

While Wu Xiaode was reciting the incantation, the man raised the blood-colored staff again and rapidly chanted:

"The second condition, those who fear ’no internet connection’ deep in their hearts, come forth!"

The heavens and earth shook.

In the capital of Dongsheng Country, there was a dense outbreak of screams and wails, their volume and number far surpassing the first!

From the ground, countless orbs of light surged into the sky, merging into the Netherworld Magic Veil.

The man’s aura vibrated intensely.

"Void, void, void, void, void——"

The blood-colored radiance around him even began to burst with the sound of sonic booms.

——The fear of disconnection had made too many people terrified, greatly enhancing this man’s power!

By this time, Wu Xiaode’s Secret Sword was also ready.

Seeing the situation unfold——

Fine, he thought, no need to overthink, just deliver one full-powered strike.

On the Book of the Dead, the value of the Reserve Soul Power jumped and instantly dropped to zero.

The man, seeing Wu Xiaode’s condition, knew he didn’t have enough time to unleash the third layer of soul extraction. He held the blood-colored staff and pointed towards the Void, shouting:

"The majesty of God as vast as the ocean, guard me, Donghuang!"

A tremendous blood light burst forth from his body, manifesting the phantom of an ancient bronze bell around him.

The sword thrust——

Wu Xiaode slapped the sword sheath, and the long sword soared into the sky, turned into a streak of light, like a meteor from the heavens, and flew towards the man.

Midway, the long sword’s speed abruptly increased, vanishing from sight.

The next instant.

A shadow of a great sword, hundreds of meters long, came crashing down.

The endless blood radiance of the Netherworld Sky paled in comparison to this one strike!

The gigantic sword shadow flashed, striking directly on the phantom of the bronze bell, erupting with a thunderous noise:

"Dong—— Dong—— Dong——"

The ground split into pieces, with deep cracks rapidly spreading, stretching to the horizon. Countless bricks and debris soared into the sky, turning into a sky-covering sandstorm.

Like the winds of world annihilation, it howled for a dozen breaths.

One sword to finish it.

The giant sword shadow dissipated into nothingness.

The long sword traced a graceful arc in the sky, returning to Wu Xiaode and with a "clang," slid back into its sheath.

Wu Xiaode glanced at his Soul Power.

There was no Reserve Soul Power left.

Now, there was only his own Soul Power: "23/32."

——Was the opponent dead?

He prepared his sword stance cautiously and peered over to the other side.

All the blood light had dissipated.

A voice rose from the Blood Pool:

"The third condition, all you beings who fear death, come forth!"

——He wasn’t dead!

Wu Xiaode immediately went to draw his sword, but realized a layer of blood light had emerged around him.

Was this because he was perceived to fear death?

Wu Xiaode was stunned, then suddenly roared, "This is cheating, how could I possibly fear death!"

Indeed.

As a Bright Ghost, he had delved into the Death World countless times, encountered various powerhouses, and was thus unafraid of death.

At his roar, the blood light indeed dispersed.

But from the Blood Pool, a burst of laughter followed:

"Remarkable! To actually find a mortal who does not fear death. But alas, under the Netherworld Sky, all beings except for yourself fear death!"

Wu Xiaode couldn’t help but heave a sigh.

The man spoke the truth.

Most of the people in the city were already dead; among the rest, who were not afraid of being penniless nor feared disconnection, who dared to say they didn’t fear death?

Suddenly, streams of soul orbs burst forth from everywhere, soaring into the sky and entering the Netherworld Magic Veil.

Gurgling——

From within the Blood Pool, the man surfaced once again.

His body was covered in wounds, and he gasped for breath, supporting himself with the blood-colored staff.

However, this time the Netherworld Magic Veil had absorbed a substantial number of souls, quickly healing all his wounds.

"Hahaha! Thank the gods for the third condition! Now I have regained my strength, and it’s your turn to die!"

The man laughed triumphantly.

He waved the blood-colored staff, conjuring semi-transparent souls with terrified expressions to float around him.

"Are you ready to die? Vengeful spirits, consume him!"

The man pointed at Wu Xiaode.

Those semi-transparent souls instantly turned into fierce ghosts, lunging towards Wu Xiaode.

Wu Xiaode’s brows furrowed, then he spoke in a low voice:

"Water Army of the Heavenly River."

The world fell silent in an instant.

Those vengeful spirits halted in mid-air.

From the sky, a voice of authority resonated:

"According to the laws of Heaven——"

The man opposite laughed heartily, puffing up his chest, roaring:

"Useless! The laws of Heaven cannot touch a mortal, I am now a mortal! You cannot destroy my divine form!"

The voice from the sky paused.

After a moment.

Another ethereal voice spoke:

"Oh, how impressive, I know you. You’re a heavy hitter assigned to Dongsheng Country from the Netherworld Authority, commonly known as Brother Wu, the City God."

Following this, another voice emerged:

"You’re doing pretty well for yourself, playing with the destruction of the world. How would you like it if I exposed you on Little Immortal Book, letting all the bigwigs come see your grandeur."

A third voice joined in:

"Yeah, I’ll get everyone to like it, even expose your current address."

A fourth voice:

"Not just your address, how about we look into how exactly you were reborn twenty years ago? Who nodded at it? Who approved it for you?"

Then a multitude of voices:

"Must’ve cost a pretty penny."

"Definitely, getting reborn so early, ahead of everyone else, must have had backing."

"I think we should expose it."

"Search it up on Immortal Search."

"Let everyone have a look at this matter."

The man’s face turned pale, his hands trembling so much he couldn’t even hold onto the blood-colored staff, which fell into the Blood Pool.

As the staff dropped, the magic dissipated, and those fierce ghosts vanished into thin air.

The man glared at Wu Xiaode, grinding his teeth:

"Kid, we may be fighting, but why would you doxx me!"