Legendary Clan Chief
Chapter 1346 - 1302: Nine Nether Underworld World Thunder Sound!

Chapter 1346: Chapter 1302: Nine Nether Underworld World Thunder Sound!

"He’s carrying the fate of the Ghost Tribe; how dare he casually come to the Human Realm Earth!"

King Meteor exclaimed.

The name of the Ghost Child of the Ghost Tribe is widely known in All Heavens and Myriads of Realms, born with the will of the great fate of the Ghost Realm Ghost Tribe, and in this era, the fate of the Ghost Tribe is the more prosperous.

There are rumors in All Heavens that perhaps in this age at the end of an era, a Ghost Emperor will be born from the Ghost Tribe!

This is a terrifying race. All things have souls, and without a soul a ghost cannot be formed; however, Ghost Tribe entities are soul bodies, but transcend soul bodies and possess physical forms.

To be precise, the Ghost Tribe can place their bodies between the ephemeral and the tangible, traveling back and forth between Yin and Yang, stepping into the Nine Nether Underworld.

Since ancient times, no one has been able to prove the existence of the Nine Nether Underworld, the cycle of life and death, but everyone is certain of the existence of Nine Nether since it is the birthplace of the Ghost Tribe!

Although the Ghost Tribe has established the Ghost Realm now, what they aspire to is the Nine Nether Underworld!

And this Ghost Tribe warrior, who is expected to ascend to the throne at the end of the era, is the Ghost Child of the Ghost Tribe, born with the great fate of the Ghost.

Rumors have it that when he was just born, the upper echelons of the Ghost Tribe sent four supreme Ghost Tribe kings as his guards, and the Human Race has sent Strong Ones numerous times with precious treasures to enter the Ghost Realm, but they couldn’t find the real body of this Ghost Child at all.

Even in All Heavens, there has been no information about what the Ghost Child actually looks like.

"He has reached the state where ghost fate has entered his body, where the ephemeral and the tangible intertwine, where the true and false are difficult to distinguish, and the elusive hard to find. So even though he has stepped into the Human Realm, as long as the will of our Human Race didn’t initially capture him, then it will be difficult to find him in a short time!"

Hss!

The surrounding experts gasped. Under such circumstances, how could they still search; even the Human Race will has been blocked by him. One can imagine to what extent the will of the Ghost Tribe within him has been refined!

"The last time my Guardian Clan Palace’s three Execution Kings joined forces, they couldn’t force him out. This time, I hadn’t expected he would descend to the Eastern Wasteland Earth again. What exactly does he want to do!"

A hint of contemplation could be seen in the eyes of Purge Evil Execution King!

The Defense Shield at the summit of the Sky Vault wasn’t really meant for those kings attacking Xiao Chen and Yun Wei; they didn’t deserve such a great effort from the Human Race.

This time, the inspectors from the Central Guardian Clan Palace gathered in the Eastern Wasteland Earth, all due to the affair of the Ghost Tribe Ghost Child.

Just like All Heavens and Myriads of Realms were eager to kill Xiao Chen, a Human Tribe genius with the credentials to the throne, the Human Race was also trying to kill the geniuses of the Hundred Clans who were hopeful for the throne.

The Ghost Tribe Ghost Child is one of them!

Furthermore, among the geniuses of the Hundred Clans of Heaven who hoped for the throne, he was one of the foremost. The Ghost Tribe, quiet for dozens of eras, couldn’t hold back at the end of this era!

It seems they are once again longing for the glory that belongs to the Ghost Tribe, to return to the Nine Nether Underworld!

In legends since ancient times, the Nine Nether Underworld truly exists, under the Desolate Earth, to be precise, it is the opposite space-time of the Desolate Earth, but complements the Desolate Land. However, in the last era of God-Extinguishing, it too was shattered!

The Ghost Tribe is trying to enter the Human Realm by all means, to collect traces of the Nine Nether Underworld on the Desolate Earth!

"Is he after Wei’er?" Xiao Chen asked aloud.

Originally, he thought today’s battle had already concluded, but unexpectedly there was a twist, an enemy whose depth was unknown and hidden in the shadows, making one feel alarmed!

"It shouldn’t be. As for today’s foreign race invasion, even this king is unclear. The Eastern Wasteland Experts’ attack on the alien race strongholds in the Outer World was also a decision made on the spot, and the Zhou Dynasty Prohibition at the top of Sky Vault was also something I decided on the fly and set up just now."

Purge Evil Execution King shook his head, saying that the Ghost Child had long been on the Human Race assassination list, and it wasn’t the first or the second attempt on his life. However, this Ghost Child’s caution was alarming; he hardly left any trace!

Even if he did not release even a hint of ghostly energy, standing in a crowd, he would look just like an ordinary Human Race tribesperson!

"Execution King, if your instincts are right, what exactly is the Ghost Child planning?"

Destroyer Envoy asked.

"Currently, some of us are wounded, heavily injured, and among all the people here, only you are qualified to battle him. If he is scheming something, now is the best time to act!"

Hearing this, Xiao Chen was slightly taken aback. He didn’t believe that a Ghost Child, carrying the great fate of the Ghost Tribe, would come to the Human Realm and risk so much without any intentions.

Moreover, he had no doubt about Purge Evil Execution King’s feelings; as a warrior, one has a kind of intuition, an understanding of the opponent as clear as the palm.

Even at this moment, he vaguely felt that the Ghost Child had come for him!

Could it be that he possessed something that the Ghost Child wanted?

"Isn’t there a way to force him out?"

"There is," Purge Evil Execution King replied, but then he stopped speaking and instead changed the topic. "You guys should treat your injuries first."

After saying this, he didn’t give everyone a chance to speak, and the figure of Purge Evil Execution King disappeared from the Sky Vault, sweeping low over the Earth’s surface, starting to investigate one by one.

This great battle, if Yun Wei hadn’t intentionally controlled the Human Tribe’s fate and isolated the area below, what kind of scene would the Border Wasteland have been; one can hardly imagine.

The Human Tribe kings deliberately left the Earth below while resisting the foreign kings at the top of the Sky Vault.

Nevertheless, beneath the Earth, it was still a river of blood, with fallen bones everywhere, the Gu Yuan Clan people had a Secret Realm and all hid within.

However, the adjacent Border Wasteland City was mostly destroyed, along with the nearby newly built residences and towers, all turned to ruins. Beneath the Earth, deep fissures gaped like black abysses, in which evils lurked as if concealing a great evil that could swallow bones!

As kings, each had their hoards, and now everyone gathered together to stabilize their grievous wounds.

Whoosh!

A streak of light flashed across the Earth, and the spiritual intention of Purge Evil Execution King swept over like an ocean, pushing across from above the Earth. In his heart, he was adamant; the Ghost Child was definitely lurking nearby.

He must find him!

Tens of thousands of miles away, on lands untouched by the ravages of war, the lush trees cast a cooling shade over clear waters. Here, a grandson and his grandfather were hunting in the Ancient Forest, the elder’s hand gripping a wooden bow.

The wooden bow was clearly aged, weathered by time. It had been polished to a smooth finish and was wrapped with circles of hemp rope.

At this moment, the pair hunted in the Ancient Forest, the arrows fitted to the bow by the elder were crudely made.

The arrows did bear the shape of proper fletching, even if they were touched with traces of rust, as the elder whispered to the young boy in front of him, imparting his knowledge of hunting.

The boy, too, wore a smile and listened intently!

Suddenly, the boy looked up at a speck in the Sky Vault, his eyes twinkling with mirth, but he quickly regained his composure.

Tugging at the elder’s arm, he chuckled, "Grandfather, the day is getting late. Let’s head back to the tribe."

"Sure, let’s go."

The elder expertly skinned and deboned the Green Wolf they had hunted, then tied it up with a bundle of straw rope.

"Grandfather, I’ll carry it." Without hesitation, the boy shouldered the bloody carcass of the wolf, indifferent to the blood staining his clothes.

"Let’s move on. Today, there have been constant, thunderous explosions in the far distance of the Sky Vault. It’s as if the heavens were collapsing. Judging by the distance, it seems to be happening in the central region. I wonder what has occurred."

"Grandfather, if the sky falls, there will always be Strong Ones to hold it up. I will certainly devote myself to cultivation."

"Good, good, good!" The elder laughed heartily, his face alight with satisfaction.

The boy carried the weight of the Green Wolf, gazing into the distance at the vanishing speck in the Sky Vault, a pleasant curve forming on his lips.

"There is nothing I desire that I cannot obtain."

"Child of the Ghost Tribe, what did you say?" The elder asked absentmindedly.

"Nothing much. Let’s head back to the tribe!" The boy turned back, giving the elder a sweet smile.

...

Half a day later, the Execution King, tasked with purging evil, returned to the place where the kings were recovering. The Human World was so populous, and with the "Ghost Children" concealing their presence, finding one was like looking for a needle in an ocean.

"Execution King, found anything?"

The moment the Execution King stopped, the Destroyer Envoy opened his eyes and hastily inquired.

Within the Guardian Clan Palace of the Human Race, the Ghost Tribe’s children were listed among the top ten targets to be eliminated, and every inspector from the palace remembered them well.

"Not a thing."

The Execution King shook his head, looking somewhat defeated.

He had made preparations, even using the Zhou Dynasty Prohibition, a powerful treasure, to isolate the vastness of this land from the Outer World. Yet, he couldn’t locate where the enemy was hiding!

Moreover, the barrier created by the Zhou Dynasty Prohibition had a time limit. If he couldn’t find the Ghost Child in a short amount of time, this encirclement would be a complete failure.

To locate the enemy again would be even more difficult!

He could ascertain that with the Ghost Child’s arrival in the Human Realm, there had to be significant schemes underway!

"Execution King, earlier you mentioned you had a method to lure the Ghost Child out of hiding. What is it?"

At this moment, several kings stirred, all eyes on the Execution King.

"The Ghost Tribe emerged from the Nine Nether Underworld. Although it is said that the Nine Nether Underworld has fallen, beneath our Human Realm, remnants of the Nine Nether ruins surely exist. If we could activate a resonance with the Nine Nether Underworld’s essence, making it manifest a projection, the Ghost Child would have nowhere to hide!"

"To activate a resonance with the Nine Nether Underworld’s spirit, how could that be possible!"

"The Nine Nether has long since perished, and even if there are ruins remaining, they are hidden in another dimension. To communicate with the will of the Nine Nether Underworld, only a great emperor could possibly do so!"

...

The kings fervently expressed their disbelief, the suggested plan sounding too fantastical and ethereal.

"To resonate with the shattered world of Nine Nether, in truth, there is another way."

However, at this point, the Execution King gestured with his hand and spoke up.

"If we could provoke the sound of World Thunder, there’s a chance it might cause the ruins of Nine Nether to resonate!"

Hisss!

At those words, all the kings drew a sharp breath.

World Thunder!

That was the sound of thunder from the Wilderness, an ancient echo from a time when the Earth was moulded by Falling Thunder.

It was said that only during the world’s primordial creation did the sound of World Thunder arise, the thunder supposed to awaken the life of Heaven and Earth.

If any king’s Small World activated the World Thunder, that realm would be showered with generative power, teeming with vitality, its future boundless.

But calling forth the thunder also had a constraint, which was that the Small World must reach the pinnacle of a certain realm!

"My fellow kings, I think I could try."

Yet, just as the kings sighed in resignation, a voice sounded.