"Mansion of the Underworld Emperor..." Wang Baole narrowed his eyes. After pressing that palm at this moment, the power of heaven in his body had also dissipated. He suppressed the dissatisfaction in the scabbard of his natal sword. Wang Baole himself did not have any sign of weakness. At this moment, he lowered his head and stared at the underworld.
Hanoi, the bottomless mountain, the statue on the top of the mountain and...the dark temple.
Wang Baole didn't know much about the Hades Emperor, and there wasn't much description in his original Ming Meng. He just knew that he was the leader of the Hades Sect and was superior to the nine elders.
But in seclusion all year round, the power of the Ming Sect was basically left to the nine elders. In the end, in the war between the Weiyang clan, the Ming Emperor was the first to be killed. As for the price of the killing...Wang Baole didn't know, but from then on
Through his understanding, he knew that the Heavenly Dao of the Ming Sect was killed by the Weiyang clan together with the Ming Emperor.
Then came the emergence of the Weiyang Clan's Heavenly Dao, and the decisive battle against the Nine Meridians Underworld Sect controlled by the nine elders. Until the Nine Meridians Underworld Sect was completely destroyed, with 90% of the people dead.
At this point, the glory of the Ming Sect was completely covered and became history, while the Weiyang Clan completely rose up and became the master of the Dao Domain. At the same time, its Heavenly Dao also spread throughout the Dao Domain and became orthodox.
Then there is the secret that Wang Baole learned from his senior brother Chen Qingzi when he came to Jiuyou. The Underworld Emperor... was transformed by Luo Tian's finger.
"One finger... then who can kill the Hades Emperor who was transformed into Luo Tian with just one finger..." Wang Baole's eyes were filled with depth. He thought of what he knew about in his previous life and what happened in the outside world.
These stories made him understand the strength of other people who had killed Luo Tianyi.
From this, we can also infer to some extent the combat power of the Hades Emperor and the strength of his opponents.
"Is it the original ancestor of the Weiyang tribe that even the senior brothers are afraid of... Is this person the clone of Di Tian? Or is it the bloody centipede?" Wang Baole was silent, and Chen Qingzi, who was in the void behind him, had a faint light in his eyes at this moment,
Speak slowly with calm words.
"Enter the Underworld Emperor's Mansion and retrieve the remains of the Underworld Emperor. The time is limited. The passage is open and can only last for three hours!"
As soon as his words came out, all the monks of the Hades Sect around him were excited, with decisiveness and firmness in their eyes. Their figures roared and exploded, and they went straight to the passage of the Hades Emperor's hand seals.
In an instant, hundreds of figures, like meteors, rushed into the passage and went straight to the top of the mountain below. There were also those Quasi-Mingzi inside, including the masked Senior Brother Quan-Mingzi, who also took flight.
out.
At this moment, if the place where the Hades Palace is located is regarded as a world, then the River Styx is the sky of this world, and the people of the Hades Sect have penetrated the sky and descended to this world!
In fact, this was indeed the case. Behind the crowd, Wang Baole also swayed and stepped inside. After passing through the million-foot passage, as he continued to approach the Hades Palace, the resonance of the pulling and summoning became more and more intense.
It was so intense that after he rushed out from the bottom of the passage, what he looked around was a world!
To be precise, this is a world in the River Styx. To be even more accurate... this world is just a huge bubble. This bubble... is inside the River Styx. There is nothing else here but a bottomless mountain.
Maybe it's because of the bubbles. The sky is gray, just like the earth. It's conceivable that there may be many such bubbles in the River Styx, but now is not the time to think about other bubbles. After entering this world, Wang Baole was about to approach the Hades Emperor.
Mansion.
But at this moment, four figures suddenly appeared and blocked Wang Baole. These four figures were all old men. After blocking Wang Baole, they did not say anything, but bowed slightly.
Among the four of them, one has cultivated in the Star Realm, and the other three are just Stellar Dzogchen. The obstruction is more symbolic. If Wang Baole really wants to force his way in, it is not impossible.
Wang Baole raised his eyebrows and was about to go around, but the star field power sighed softly and spoke in a low voice.
"Fellow Taoist, please rest here. People from the Ming Sect can handle the next matter by themselves. Thank you, Friend Taoist."
Wang Baole paused, looked at the four people blocking him in front of him, and then looked behind them. At this moment, all the Underworld monks, centered on the masked senior brother, seemed to have entered the black temple under the statue.
Inside, there was no trace.
This matter does not require much thinking, Wang Baole can see it clearly at a glance.
Any force, whether it is glorious or declining, has its own internal struggles. The luck and cause and effect that I just showed here, as well as the Hell Fire Hand Seal, are not invisible to the Hell Sect monks, but... I am there after all.
In their hearts, they are outsiders.
Therefore, emotionally and in terms of interests, they will still stand on the side of the quasi-Elder Brother Mingzi, especially now that the passage is open, whoever can obtain the remains of the Ming Emperor for Heaven will be equivalent to making a peerless contribution.
Therefore, they naturally did not want Wang Baole to get involved in this matter. It would have been fine if Wang Baole had not shown his strength before. But now, while they were afraid, they wanted to stop him.
But after all, Wang Baole's identity and destiny are there, so even if he is blocked, this old man from the Underworld Star Region has a complicated heart, so he is polite and pays homage.
Although everyone is for the Ming Sect, selfishness is not something everyone has.
Wang Baole understood clearly and nodded after silence. His goal was to retrieve the remains of the Underworld Emperor for his senior brother. It would be good if he could retrieve it with his own hands. If not, the outcome would be the same and he could accept it.
Seeing that Wang Baole agreed to this matter, the three constellations of Dzogchen were also a bit complicated. The old man from the star field who was talking to Wang Baole also sighed and didn't say much. He just had more wrinkles on his face and gave Wang Baole another deep look.
bye.
Afterwards, the five people sat down cross-legged outside the temple. Wang Baole did not continue to speak, but looked up at the statue of Emperor Pluto. From this position, he could see the face of the statue of Emperor Pluto.
It was an ordinary-looking face, nothing out of the ordinary, except for the look carved in its eyes, which was a little different.
It seems to contain some special thoughts.
"Regret..." Wang Baole murmured in his heart. This was the emotion he saw in the eyes of this statue.
And just when Wang Baole felt this emotion, there was a muffled roar coming from the temple, mixed with some roars and sounds of fighting.
This scene made Wang Baole turn his head and glance away. The four people in front of him also stared at it, but they were outside and there was something strange about this place, so they couldn't see what was happening inside.
But soon, the roar became more frequent and muffled, as if the people inside were getting deeper and deeper, and it was very intense. Until an hour passed, the muffled roar suddenly disappeared.
The entire temple fell into a dead silence, and the expressions of the four Ming Sect monks were changing at this moment, especially the star field power, who quickly took out a jade slip, and after concentrating for a long time, his expressions were startled and uncertain, and he looked hesitantly.
He looked at Wang Baole and then at the temple, gritted his teeth and stood up, called the other three, and went straight to the temple.
Wang Baole did not move. He watched the four Ming Sect monks step into the temple. After bursts of roaring, the place fell into dead silence again. At this time, it was less than two hours before the passage was closed.
It was obvious that there was a great danger in this temple, and it was beyond the judgment of the Ming Sect monks. The life and death of the people who entered it were unknown. Wang Baole was silent, sighed, stood up, and walked towards the temple step by step.
Until he reached the door of the temple, he paused, took a few more silent breaths, and then... stepped into the temple!