Join the Underworld?
Enjoy immortality, never perish?
Xie Yushenâs words carried a hint of fanaticism, an uncontrollable excitement, an excitement that was almost akin to worship.
Zhao Beidouâs hairs stood on end, as if a bone-chilling cold pierced his heart, enveloping him completely!
"State Preceptor!"
"What are you..."
"Saying?!"
Zhao Beidou turned and looked at the Luck Golden Lotus blooming around him!
That is the Power of Destiny...
Xie Yushen actually made a move on him?
What exactly is happening?!
Even Zhao Beidou, a well-informed Divine Tribulation Cultivator, felt a sense of chaos at this moment.
He never thought that State Preceptor Xie Yushen would actually strike him, and with the Luck Golden Lotus right away!
Lunatic!
Besides, wasnât Xie Yushen heavily injured? Suffering from the backlash of casting the Luck Golden Lotus...
In such a physical condition, he still wants to use the Luck Golden Lotus?
Isnât this a sure death?!
But what shocked Zhao Beidou even more were the words uttered by State Preceptor Xie Yushen, words... Can a State Preceptor of a country say such words?
Should he say such words?
Join the Underworld?!
Zhao Beidou felt his scalp tingle, his entire body trembling slightly, as if he had discovered something incredible.
State Preceptor Xie Yushen...
Is he actually a member of the Underworld?!
Wait!
Why does State Preceptor Xie Yushen dare to expose himself like this at this moment?
Somethingâs wrong!
Zhao Beidou suddenly felt completely engulfed by coldness, a feeling as if death was looming over him, more clearly felt than the last time he faced the Underworld Yamaâs ultimate explosive move!
The Dao Yun aura burst forth from Zhao Beidouâs body.
It seemed to suppress the Luck Golden Lotus, as he suddenly stood up, his Daoist robe embroidered with Dragon and Tiger fluttering wildly.
He planned to use the burst of his aura to alert others and seek help!
There was the Grandmaster Gu Qianchi of the Bashu Sword Pavilion, and over there, the Old Dragon God of the Dragon God Clan, who never saw eye to eye with him.
Both are Divine Tribulation Cultivators, and they would certainly come to investigate immediately if they sensed something amiss.
In the current court camp, there are many strong figures, how does Xie Yushen dare to do this?
However...
Very quickly, Zhao Beidouâs heart sank to the bottom.
Because, even with such a burst of his aura, Gu Qianchi and the Old Dragon God seemed not to sense it, not a bit of movement from them.
Even the Grandmaster Huang Mei from Little Lingyin Temple by the camp entrance, showed no reaction, as if he hadnât heard anything at all.
Not good!
Zhao Beidou immediately realized something.
Looking up in terror, he discovered that behind him, a gigantic portal had appeared without him noticing.
Dark and deep, black as ink!
Above it, a plaque bore two deep and heavy characters.
Fengdu!
Underworld Fengdu!
This city...
Had appeared again!
Zhao Beidou felt his eyes tearing apart, without hesitation, the White Netherworld Tribulation Fire on his body frantically surged forth, like a transformed Jiaoshe, fiercely shooting towards Xie Yushen ahead.
With a thundering crashâ
The White Netherworld Tribulation Fire violently collided with Xie Yushenâs Luck Golden Lotus, yet the Luck Golden Lotus knew well the Power of Tribulation.
Thus, it merely emitted a sound akin to drums and bells.
However, the Luck Golden Lotus beneath Zhao Beidouâs feet hadnât disappeared, and even grew increasingly intense.
Xie Yushen chuckled softly, waved his hand, and the Luck Golden Lotus reversed, aiming to slap Zhao Beidou into the portal.
Yet, Zhao Beidou let out a cold snort, but just as his snort ended.
He discovered beside Xie Yushen, a figure appeared from thin air, wearing a black and white mask...
Yama!!!
Xie Yushen indeed colluded with the Underworld!
Darn it!
Zhao Beidou spread his arms, countless White Netherworld Tribulation Fire erupted and exploded, aiming to tear the tent apart, aiming to soar into the sky, to attract Gu Qianchi and the Old Dragon Godâs attention with the grandest momentum.
The Underworld Yama resurging, that terrifying killing aura...
Rushed like a surging river!
The Yama wants to kill him!
Heâs been calculated!
Zhao Beidouâs face turned extremely ugly, murderous intent directed at the red-faced Xie Yushen cloaked in the Power of Destiny.
At this moment, how does Xie Yushen still appear injured?
State is incredibly good!
"Xie Yushen!!!"
Zhao Beidou shouted angrily!
At this moment, he recalled Xie Yushenâs previous words to him, the heartfelt plea for him to stay, what was meant by the crusade army being indispensable without Zhao Beidou...
Everything was deception, all lies, all to coax him into staying and to wait for death!
Zhao Beidou also understood, the Underworld Yama... must have been injured too, but the Underworld Yamaâs injury has recovered faster than his!
The mysterious Underworld definitely has methods to quickly recover from injuries!
Too eerie!
Too terrifying!
Whoosh, whoosh, whooshâ
At the moment the Underworld Yama appeared, the entire tent was enveloped by terrifying and oppressive aura, rushing boiling Qi-Blood like a True Dragon bursting from the Sea!
Buzzâ
With just one step, everything within the tent seemed pressed down to the ground, the terrifying pressure, like a mountain crushing down.
Zhao Beidou was entirely enveloped by White Netherworld Tribulation Fire!
But the Underworld Yama simply lifted his foot, tapping it before Zhao Beidouâs crossed defenses.
The space seemed to collapse down, then rebounded with terrifying strength.
And Zhao Beidou, uncontrolled, flew horizontally, crashing into that black portal.
As soon as he approached the portal, he was bound and dragged by wild black chains, aiming to pull him firmly into the portal, into the city.