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Chapter 1162 Sense of belonging!

Belonging, this is a very vague definition.

Perhaps it has special meaning for people who lack a sense of security.

Wang Baole once did not lack a sense of security. He was happy from the bottom of his heart when he started to practice. But as he walked on this path, as he understood the truth of the world, as his own cultivation improved, and as he understood

Knowing his origin, he gradually became... not very happy.

Especially... the changes in senior brother's place made Wang Baole's heart complicated and heavier.

He didn't like the senior brother he was like now. Although his eyes were gentle at times, the indifference coming from his soul was still felt by Wang Baole.

The way of heaven is ruthless.

Wang Baole has heard this sentence before, and now it is confirmed.

There was even a moment when Wang Baole wanted to leave the newly arrived Hades Sect. He wanted to return to the Flame Galaxy, or to the Federation, to Earth, or to his parents.

But he also knew that unless he gave up, he would still have to go down this road because of the bonds and concerns.

I clearly see that this world will undergo drastic changes in a few decades, all the good things will turn into ashes, and it is very likely that I will no longer be myself.

Wang Baole didn't want to see this scene, so he could only try his best to struggle and change.

"I really want to... split this world apart with one sword! Once it's over, everything will be clear immediately!" Wang Baole sighed from the bottom of his heart, as if he was in a huge spider web, intending to tear everything apart, but now he can't.

Not caught.

In the midst of this emotion, Wang Baole ignored those who were hostile to him among the Ming Sect monks in front of him, because he thought of his master of the Ming Sect and everything in Ming Meng.

"Look again, look again... Don't jump to conclusions. After all, to the Underworld monks here, I am an outsider who has just arrived, so it is normal to be hostile and disapproving." Wang Baole murmured in his heart.

In whispers, Chen Qingzi and the Ming Sect monks who came to greet him flew towards Ming Xing.

Along the way, most of these Nether Sect monks glanced at Wang Baole. If they didn't know Wang Baole's identity before, then it was impossible for anyone from the Nether Sect not to feel the rich Nether Fire on Wang Baole's body at this moment.

It is impossible not to know the meaning of such dark fire.

Especially when entering the Styx area, as Wang Baole approached, the entire Styx suddenly set off waves, and the sound of waves echoed throughout the void, as if to welcome Wang Baole's arrival, and even more so on his eyebrows at this moment.

There are marks slowly emerging.

This is Mingzi’s mark!

The appearance of the mark was uncontrollable. Wang Baole touched his eyebrows and said nothing. As for the Ming Sect monks around him, they were also silent. The hostility in the eyes of the young people who had shown hostility to him before was even stronger now.

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Chen Qingzi also remained silent.

Wang Baole remained silent and followed the others, gradually crossing the River Styx and slowly approaching the star that exuded ancient aura.

The death energy here may be due to the Styx or Pluto, so it is more intense, and there is also a layer of protection.

This protection requires a specific method before one can step into it. Those monks of the Underworld Sect naturally have it, so it is unobstructed. Chen Qingzi, as a Heavenly Dao, also has it, but Wang Baole obviously does not have it here.

So after everyone stepped into the protection, Wang Baole's body was blocked from outside.

He stood there, looking at the people inside through the protection. No one spoke, everyone was looking at him.

Wang Baole looked at Chen Qingzi again, and Chen Qingzi's expression was as usual. After meeting Wang Baole's eyes, Wang Baole suddenly smiled, and he understood something.

Senior brother... more is the way of heaven.

The way of heaven is ruthless, this is part of the rules, and the same...the way of heaven is fair, this is also part of the rules. When you come to Ming Sect, whether you can stand firm and become a Mingzi recognized by them depends on your ability.

But they didn't know that Wang Baole's recognition of Mingzi's identity came more from his master in Mingmeng and his former senior brother.

He didn't care about the Ming Sect, and he didn't have any unforgettable memories other than these two people.

"Look again...look again..." Wang Baole's eyes were calm, and he suddenly raised his right hand. The power of his body exploded, and the hell fire in his body roared. The mark between his eyebrows emitted a strong light, and he pressed lightly on the protection in front of him.

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The protection suddenly became distorted, and then gradually softened. Wang Baole took a step forward. After successfully stepping in, the Ming Sect monks narrowed their eyes one by one and did not speak. Instead, they bowed to Chen Qingzi and continued to lead the way.

Chen Qingzi nodded towards Wang Baole, who followed behind with an expressionless face. Along the way, he finally saw the whole picture of Pluto. The earth was gray, the sky was black, and the tone of the whole world was gloomy.

In this dark world, there are very luxurious halls everywhere. These halls are arranged together and seem to form a huge formation.

This formation permeated all directions, and everything here... was familiar to Wang Baole. This was exactly the appearance of the Ming Sect that he had seen in his dream.

He even saw the palace where he once lived in his dream, as well as the dense crowds of monks from the Hades sect in the square of the Hades sect.

The number is approximately one million.

At the same time, there were nine huge statues standing on the land of Ming Sect. After Wang Baole glanced over, he stared at the most conspicuous ninth statue for a long time. He stopped, held his fists and bowed deeply, murmuring in his heart.

Noh.

"Master."

That statue was none other than the master in his dream, the ninth elder of the Ming Sect, Ming Kunzi.

Wang Baole always remembers the words his master said to him while sighing at the end of the dream.

"Everything, just do whatever you want."

Wang Baole closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he saw Chen Qingzi in the distance. Chen Qingzi was also looking at Wang Baole. After the two stared at each other, Chen Qingzi avoided Wang Baole's gaze.

"Baole, the answer you want, I need to think about it before I can tell you."

"No matter what, whether it's for senior brother or for myself, I can step into this River of Styx, so senior brother, don't rush to answer. Just tell me before I step in." Wang Baole clasped his fists and spoke softly.

, and was not in the mood to pay attention to the people of the Ming Sect who seemed to be repelling him. He swayed and went straight to the gate of the Ming Sect in front of him.

Some of the Underworld monks frowned, as if they were displeased with Wang Baole's intrusion, but after looking at Chen Qingzi, they did not speak. There were some Underworld monks inside who sneered in their hearts.

Because... the Ming Sect's protective formations are not just the one outside the stars. There are thousands of different formations in this mountain gate. Even if you are a Ming child, if you are not familiar with them and don't have the right method, you will be in trouble.

But the next moment, a scene that shocked many people here appeared. Wang Baole flew all the way. The moment he stepped into the scope of the mountain gate, the protective formation that should have appeared, actually appeared on his own with a wave of his hand.

Scattered, and even his figure seemed to be extremely familiar with this place. He ignored all the formations and entered the mountain gate as if he were returning to his own home. He went straight to the... Mingzi Palace in the Ming Sect!

That was a hall that no one had ever set foot in since it was rebuilt. Wang Baole’s approach also made the younger generation of the Underworld monks become more hostile and doubtful. Really... looking at Wang Baole’s actions,

He was as familiar with this place as if he had lived there for a long time.

"This is his former home." Chen Qingzi stared at Wang Baole's back. There was gentleness mixed in the indifference in his eyes, but it slowly dissipated and became indifferent again.

"One month later, the River Styx will open. You must...recover the remains of the Emperor of Hades this time!"

"Only by controlling the River Styx, can I, the Ning Sect, regain control of this world and seal everything!"

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I may not be able to update it tomorrow. I have to think carefully about the new map and will update it over the weekend.


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