Nine Nether Heavenly Emperor
Chapter 693 - 681: The Seal of the Black Mist!

Chapter 693: Chapter 681: The Seal of the Black Mist!

Undying Mountain Secret Valley!

Originally, the intense battle between Shi Feng and Luo Qingchuan had cleared away the thick black fog here with their fierce powers.

However, as time slowly passed, the black fog began seeping in from all directions once more, and this secret place was again engulfed in rolling black mist!

Amidst this dense black void, a blood-colored stele the size of a fingertip still quietly floated.

Following that, right next to the blood-colored stele, two beams of blood light suddenly shone, revealing two white figures—it was Shi Feng and Luo Qingchuan returning!

With a thought from Shi Feng, the blood-colored stele flew back into the palm of his left hand; then, Shi Feng and Luo Qingchuan slowly drifted down toward the ground below!

Close to where Shi Feng and Luo Qingchuan landed, the ground was densely packed with Yin Corpses—some sitting, some lying, and others sprawled on the ground. However, these Yin Corpses were all, in their own ways, recovering their powers!

Shi Feng had previously operated the Formation of Ten Thousand Corpses, channeling the formation’s power into the Silver Sickle and unleashing an attack that wounded Luo Qingchuan.

The source of the Formation of Ten Thousand Corpses’ power originated from this Dark Corpse Army, whose internal powers had been drained by the operation of the formation.

Xue Wuheng still stood in front of the Dark Corpse Army, on guard ever since Shi Feng and Luo Qingchuan had vanished, and he kept his eyes fixed ahead!

At that moment, Xue Wuheng was suddenly startled when he saw two white figures appear in the roiling black mist above; but once he recognized who they were, the tension in his body and mind immediately relaxed, and he exclaimed, "Master Luo! Junior Uncle! Master Luo, you’re alright!"

Upon seeing Luo Qingchuan then, Xue Wuheng sensed that the murderous aura Luo previously exuded had disappeared, replaced by his usual demeanor; he knew then that Luo had regained his senses!

Also, Xue Wuheng couldn’t help but marvel at the resilience of this Junior Uncle; not only had he survived, he’d also managed to protect himself and even brought back the powerful, mad Luo Qingchuan, filled with killing intent.

"Junior Uncle?" When Luo Qingchuan heard this address from Xue Wuheng, he immediately recalled the day Xue Wuheng had arrived at Undying Mountain and told him that in the Eastern Domain, he had encountered the illegitimate son of Ancestor of the Netherworld!

It seemed he truly mistook his master for his master’s illegitimate son!

Luo Qingchuan was somewhat amused and looked at Shi Feng beside him. Actually, seeing such a youthful master now, if he were to get acquainted and interact with him, even he might mistake him for the master’s illegitimate son.

The two white figures gracefully landed and stood before Xue Wuheng; then, pointing at Shi Feng, Luo Qingchuan solemnly said to Xue Wuheng, "Wuy Hen, aren’t you going to pay your respects to Ancestor?"

Luo Qingchuan knew the character of Xue Wuheng well, such as this time when danger loomed on Undying Mountain, he had traveled thousands of miles from the Eastern Domain. Fully aware of the extreme dangers and knowing that the Luo Family’s Great Elder and dozens of Luo Family powerhouses had vanished in this dangerous area, he hesitated not at all to follow him down to this secret valley!

"Ah?" Xue Wuheng was somewhat baffled upon hearing Luo Qingchuan’s words, doubting if he had heard wrongly. Then, Xue Wuheng began to wonder if maybe Master Luo hadn’t fully regained his senses, mistaking Junior Uncle for the Ancestor!

After all, it was common knowledge that Ancestor of the Netherworld had perished sixteen years ago.

Subsequently, Xue Wuheng’s face was filled with a lost expression as his gaze shifted toward Shi Feng.

Observing the expression on Xue Wuheng’s face, Luo Qingchuan had already guessed most of his thoughts. He then spoke again, addressing Xue Wuheng:

"Your master perished sixteen years ago. Even I, at first, found it difficult to believe, but it is indeed true. The person before you is undoubtedly your master, the Ancestor of the Netherworld!"

"Ah?" Having heard Luo Qingchuan’s words, Xue Wuheng’s mouth gaped open once more, his face filled with shock as he exclaimed, "Ah!" This person was the Ancestor of the Netherworld, the once strongest under this sky, Emperor Nine Nether. The impact on him was too great!

At that moment, Shi Feng spoke indifferently, "Alright! My identity should remain known only among the few of you! From now on, continue to address me as Young Master Feng!"

"Mm!" After hearing Shi Feng’s words, Luo Qingchuan nodded solemnly. The master’s identity was special and indeed should not be revealed to outsiders before he regained his peak power.

Especially those seven who plotted against the master back then!

"Master...Ancestor!" After hearing Shi Feng’s words, Xue Wuheng’s body trembled violently. Even his junior master, no, even he himself said it, so it must truly be the Ancestor of the Netherworld!

No wonder he was so monstrous, so aberrant! If he was not monstrous, who would be, who could be aberrant! He, after all, was once the strongest under this sky, my master!

Immediately afterward, Xue Wuheng bent his knees and kneeled on the ground, bowing to Shi Feng, shouting, "Wuheng pays respects to the Ancestor!"

"Alright, rise!" Shi Feng said indifferently, waving his hands gently, and immediately a formless power lifted the kneeling figure of Xue Wuheng.

After getting up, Xue Wuheng’s heart was filled with excitement as he looked at the person before him. For any disciple, it would be a great regret not to meet such a powerful master in their lifetime.

And Xue Wuheng, at this moment, had met him.

Then, Shi Feng turned around, looking toward the dense, rolling black fog ahead. Luo Qingchuan’s figure also turned thereafter.

Shi Feng spoke to Luo Qingchuan, "Was it after you came into contact with that black altar within the black fog that your mind was bewitched?"

"Mm!" Luo Qingchuan nodded.

Recalling that day’s events, Luo Qingchuan said, "That altar was suppressing what must be an Ancient Evil Object! Now, even approaching it is impossible, I don’t know what to do next!"

"When I came down, I met Luo Yuekun from your family, the Great Elder. Before he died, he told me that the black fog in this Secret Valley absolutely must not be dispelled!" Shi Feng said.

"The Great Elder, he died!" Hearing Shi Feng’s words, Luo Qingchuan was first shocked, then let out a deep sigh. Following that, Luo Qingchuan continued:

"Only after we descended into this Secret Valley did we realize that the real sealing power is this black fog itself! The nature of this fog is unknown; we could enter without issue, but those Ancient Evils are restricted in their movements, unable to break out of the fog and return to the world!

If the fog were to disperse, then the power sealing these Ancient Evils would vanish, and those suppressed in the Undying Mountain would emerge. The world would be plunged into utter chaos, and living beings would suffer immensely!"