Nine Nether Heavenly Emperor
Chapter 432 Survival of the Fittest

Chapter 432: Chapter 432 Survival of the Fittest

However, immediately after, on the surface of the Black River, the huge dark shadow behind the young man pounced fiercely, engulfing the young man within it, and the entire person was devoured by the shadow!

"Ah!" A piercingly terrifying scream came from the inky black surface of the river, followed by a "whoosh" as the huge dark shadow, along with Huang Yue, suddenly plunged into the Black River, raising giant black waves!

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!" The black waves poured back into the Black River like torrential rain, and soon, the black surface of the river returned to calm as if nothing had happened.

But everyone on the shore knew that the young man named Huang Yue had been left in the Black River forever.

"Alas!" On the shore, the young girl sighed wistfully as she looked at the calm black river surface, mourning a companion who had been alive and right beside them, never to be seen again.

"Miss, don’t be too sad," a middle-aged man with a three-star Martial Venerable cultivation level consoled the young girl. This three-star Martial Venerable was referring to the girl as Miss, indicating that her background must be extraordinary.

After hearing the middle-aged man’s words, another young man blushed with shame. It had been him who, like Huang Yue, had smirked disdainfully at the girl, thinking the Black River was nothing to worry about and that they could simply fly over it.

He too had known Huang Yue for a long time, and with similar family backgrounds and Martial Arts cultivation levels, they had once engaged in grand discussions together, confident in the backing of their powerful fathers and never considering anyone else worth their attention.

Thinking back on this with shame, the young man secretly felt relieved that it had been Huang Yue who flew over first. If he had been the one to fly out, the outcome would have been unimaginable...

Reflecting on these thoughts, the young man still felt a lingering fear.

This young man wasn’t alone in his fear; even the Kirin King, who stood beside Shi Feng, felt it too. Just now, the Kirin King had suggested to Shi Feng that they might cross the river, but luckily, Shi Feng had stopped him, saying, "Wait!"

Had he come to the Death Forbidden Land alone, faced with this situation, he might have charged across like Huang Yue. Thinking of Huang Yue, of the mysterious dark mass that had swallowed him before plunging into the river, if that person had been himself...

With these thoughts, the Kirin King too felt a lingering fear.

Then, turning to Shi Feng, he asked, "Young Master Feng, did you see what that dark shadow was?"

"No!" Shi Feng replied succinctly, shaking his head at the Kirin King’s question.

"Alas!" The Kirin King sighed and said, "If that’s the case, then how are we supposed to cross this river?"

The Kirin King crossing this river was not much of a concern, but he now knew that Shi Feng had entered the Death Forbidden Land to save someone, and for that person, it seemed that this river was an inevitable path.

At this point, the Kirin King no longer wished to act alone. In the Death Forbidden Land, apart from the mysterious deaths, there were also mysterious arrays and many martial artists more powerful than himself; it would be safer to stay by the powerful Shi Feng’s side.

"Are you sure Wushuang is in that direction?" Shi Feng turned his head and asked the psychotic Ning Cheng.

"Yes, my adorably clever and lively little junior brother!" Ning Cheng turned around, gave Shi Feng a psychotic smile, and continued, "It’s so satisfying, isn’t it? That guy who dared to mock us just now ended up dead. I knew it, as Heaven’s Chosen One, whoever dares to mock us will surely get their comeuppance, ha ha!"

Shi Feng completely ignored Ning Cheng’s subsequent words, his gaze returning to the Black River as he murmured, "I wonder how Wushuang and Piao Xueyan managed to cross it back then. What a shame, Piao Xueyan’s soul was extinguished just like that."

Before long, aside from the three who had arrived earlier, more people followed, eventually gathering about thirty people on the shore. At first, everyone just stood on the riverbank, looking at the obstructing Black River ahead.

Among these martial artists were some who had seen Shi Feng slaughter the Dragon Tiger Sect’s Wang Liao and two others outside the Death Forbidden Land. Some of them, upon seeing Shi Feng, kept their distance, a deterrent that Shi Feng had involuntarily established in their hearts.

Later, some of the newly arrived martial artists looked at the Black River that barred their way and turned back, seeking other directions in the Death Forbidden Land.

There were also some martial artists who, like Huang Yue, felt that the Black River posed no danger and attempted to fly across, but their fate was the same as Huang Yue’s: their bodies were enveloped in a dark shadow, which then dragged them into the river, causing huge waves.

Shi Feng continued to stare at the Black River ahead. Judging by what he saw now, even the warm warning from Ning Cheng’s secret book to be cautious was useless; these people had already alerted the presence within the Black River.

"Perhaps we’ll need to wait until that thing falls asleep before we can carefully and quietly cross this Black River, without alarming it," the Kirin King suggested, turning his head towards Shi Feng.

After hearing the Kirin King’s words, Shi Feng chuckled, "Then how would we know if that thing is asleep? Who knows if it even sleeps at all! Should we send other martial artists to test it out and see if they get dragged down by the river’s presence?"

"Of course, no one would be willing to be that experiment!" the Kirin King replied with a rueful smile.

"Heh, isn’t that easy?" It was at this moment that a One-star Martial Venerable Realm slightly chubby bald man, not far from Shi Feng and his group, who had overheard their conversation, chuckled, "Among those who have arrived, there are several Martial Sect Level martial artists. We just have to wait until later, pick any Martial Sect martial artist to go across and try."

When this man spoke, it seemed to him that Martial Sect martial artists were as expendable as anyone.

In the Tianheng Continent, where the strong prey on the weak, his words didn’t feel out of place to many Martial Venerable martial artists who heard them. In many situations, it was common to use the weaker ones as cannon fodder.

At the Black River shore, martial artists came and went, and there remained about thirty people. Most were at the Martial Venerable Level, as without a certain level of confidence and strength, one would not dare to venture into the Death Forbidden Land.

However, in addition to the Martial Venerable powerhouses, there were nine Martial Sect Level martial artists among them. After hearing the bald man’s words, five Martial Sect martial artists without any backing paled immediately.