Chapter 777: Resurrection Begins, Necromancer Will

The realm of the dead.

Su Yu set everything aside, his gaze fixed unwaveringly on Hetu.

And Hetu, under his stare, gradually felt the pressure mounting.

“Your Majesty…”

“You will die!”

Su Yu’s voice was faint.

Hetu frowned slightly. “It’s fine. I want to try. I am the trailblazer of the first tide. I don’t want to remain trapped in the realm of the dead, unable even to leave! That tide—I will end it! Your Majesty, I am the descendant of the Human King, a peerless genius. I opened 360 orifices, mastered the method of the Zhou Tian acupoints, and once fought the mighty of all realms… The first tide should have me as its sovereign. It’s just… I haven’t lived as long as those old relics!”

Su Yu looked at him and smiled. “If you fail this time, you will truly die!”

“Your Majesty, I have already died once!”

Su Yu nodded slightly. He was merely reiterating the possible consequences.

Since Hetu did not care, then let it begin…

In an instant, Su Yu’s expression turned serious. He looked up at the sky and said in a deep voice, “I am going to strip the origin power from the Great Path of the Dead. Liu Hong, you are responsible for guiding me back with his death mark. During this process… there may be trouble!”

He glanced around and continued solemnly, “Everyone, this time, you must remain vigilant! Additionally, the Southern King and the others… I may revive them all at once!”

The Southern King and his companions were taken aback. Why?

Su Yu said gravely, “One success is better than multiple attempts. I fear… that after the first time, the Great Path of the Dead will awaken, and there will be no second chance!”

This was Su Yu’s greatest worry.

Once the Great Path of the Dead awakened, the first attempt would offer the best opportunity. After that, there might never be another chance.

So, if circumstances allowed, Su Yu would revive all the powerful beings he could in one go. Otherwise, who knew how long it would take for the next opportunity?

At these words, everyone’s expressions grew even more solemn.

Reviving one person was different from reviving many.

Su Yu continued, “Southern King,

Lanshan, seal your own power first! In case the Great Path of the Dead malfunctions and drives you into chaos, making you attack us!”

The group of death spirits exchanged glances and began sealing themselves.

Su Yu added, “Everyone else, come out of my realm! Keep an eye on the Southern King and the others. At the critical moment, I fear that self-sealing may not be enough—the power of the Great Path might rob them of their reason!”

The Southern King and his companions said nothing.

At that moment, a large number of powerful beings flew out of Su Yu’s realm.

Even Lantian flew out directly, his aura growing more ethereal, vaguely powerful. Su Yu had no time to examine the specifics now.

Su Yu then looked toward the sealed land and another area, where the Blood Marquis and the Northern King were.

At this moment, these beings were clearly watching him.

Su Yu’s plan to revive the dead spirits was not exactly a secret, given the number of people involved and the loose lips.

The Death Spirit Emperor knew, and others knew something as well.

Moreover, the commotion would inevitably be significant—hard to conceal.

At this moment, Su Yu’s aura surged, his voice shaking the surroundings as he shouted coldly, “I am about to revive the Southern King and the other powerful beings. When the Great Path of the Dead stirs, I hope none of you will cause me trouble!”

“Northern King, Blood Marquis, Death Spirit Emperor, Earthly Branch Luo… I urge you to think twice before acting!”

“Reviving the dead spirits is also your hope for revival… Do not cut off the final hope, nor sever your own death-spirit lives!”

“Those revived from the River of the Dead, whether you lie dormant or hide, I hope you hear this and heed it. Otherwise… today, I will slaughter my way through this realm of the dead!”

Su Yu’s voice shook the four directions!

A direct warning and intimidation!

Without the warning, some beings, unaware of the situation, might think Su Yu was up to something else and cause trouble—that would not do.

At this moment, hundreds of auras shook heaven and earth, intimidating all directions!

Between the living and the dead, Su Yu’s side now had over a hundred Dao-holders!

Truly a gathering of countless mighty beings!

As these auras surged, the Northern King’s voice came from afar, tinged with complexity: “Since the Human Lord wishes to revive the dead spirits, that is indeed a light for us. We will not obstruct the revival!”

Whether they would or not, no one knew.

But at this moment, they had to say so.

Otherwise, Su Yu’s side would certainly not let it go.

At the same time.

At the seventh-layer passage of the Starry Mansion, the Martial Emperor silently manifested another clone, standing outside the passage, gazing into the depths.

With some gravity, some hesitation.

Reviving the dead spirits!

Even the Literary King and others had never accomplished this. Could Su Yu succeed?

Although the dead spirits in the realm of the dead were either sealed or intimidated, trouble might still arise during this process.

“Su Yu… is growing more and more insane!”

He murmured. At this moment, he felt more than ever that Su Yu was a madman, a desperado.

He dared to do anything, could do anything!

What others dared not, he dared.

What others would not do, he did!

This man was utterly reckless, gambling every time. He did not know what reviving the dead spirits entailed, yet he dared to try. His very existence was to do what others dared not.

At this moment, Su Yu’s aura grew even stronger, rising to its peak.

Standing at the edge of the Chaos Land, Su Yu’s aura grew more and more intense, even surpassing what it had been before.

He casually nudged Fatty Ball, who stopped biting and quickly flew away. No one paid attention to Fatty Ball now.

Everyone’s faces were grim, all eyes on Su Yu.

And Su Yu suddenly made his move.

He shouted, “Open!”

The Heavenly Gate opened wide!

At this moment, in Su Yu’s eyes, a thick Great Path of the Dead appeared before him, seemingly right above his head.

But here, it also felt like the edge of the path.

“Great Path, open!”

A sudden roar, a boom, a thunderous crash echoed through the Nether Realm—at that moment, it was as if the sky had collapsed!

Vaguely, everyone saw an immense and boundless path, manifesting before their eyes.

The Nether Path!

“Appear!”

Su Yu roared, and at that instant, vast amounts of deathly energy burst from his body, not passing through the Celestial Gate but spilling forth from him, as if to drag down the entire Nether Path!

And the Nether Path, previously invisible to all, now seemed to be fully revealed.

A path, thick and immense, stretching across heaven and earth, simply appeared!

From all directions, the mighty were stunned.

What was Su Yu doing?

Meanwhile, Su Yu’s aura grew ever stronger; the Celestial Gate hung above his head, deathly energy retreating around it, while dense life force emerged from within.

He stepped into the sky step by step, his voice like a great bell: “I shall enter the Nether Path to retrieve the Dao origins of you all. I shall manifest the Nether Path for all to see. Whoever dares to stop me or hinder me—kill them, no orders needed!”

“In the Sealed Land, if anyone dares to act, kill them, at any cost, cut them down to the last!”

“I manifest the Path for you all—watch closely. Any disturbance in the Nether origins will be seen clearly. If there is an anomaly, cut them down to the last!”

“Yes!”

A unified shout rang through heaven and earth.

Hundreds of mighty ones roared in unison!

The aura of Dao integration shook the heavens, stirring the soul.

Too many mighty ones!

And Su Yu, stepping into the sky, directly tore open the Nether River, shouting: “Hetu, come up!”

Hetu’s face was grave as he soared upward.

At this moment, all could only hope for smooth sailing; everything else was beyond their power.

Su Yu led, Hetu followed.

The river split open!

Su Yu stepped into the surging river; the waters of death lashed at heaven and earth. He let out a low cry, and the Star Universe Seal appeared, suppressing heaven and earth, suppressing the river!

“Hetu, follow the path of your Dao origin!”

Hetu said nothing, following Su Yu into the Nether River. He sensed for a moment, then, with some gravity, flew swiftly in a direction.

And Su Yu, seal in hand, suppressed the river.

He allowed no energy to interfere with Hetu’s search for his own Dao origin. In the Nether Path, there were no branches; every being’s Dao origin was but a single drop of water. Where that drop lay could only be found bit by bit.

The entire Nether River now seemed to roar and surge.

But when it reached Su Yu, it instantly calmed.

At this moment, nearly everyone could see the river, and within it, Su Yu and Hetu, like small boats amid great waves, advancing through the turbulent flow.

……

The Sealed Land.

Shadows appeared one after another.

The Nether Sovereign looked up at the sky, murmuring: “Vast and magnificent—the beauty of the Path is beyond imagination!”

Perhaps this was the first time in his life he could see the entire Nether Path so completely.

Beside him, Earthly Branch Luo sneered: “Sovereign, this Su Yu is overbearing beyond measure! Later on…”

The Nether Sovereign turned his head to look at him, saying calmly: “Earthly Branch Luo, brutes, warriors, sages, sycophants, petty men, strategists—all have their value. But among these, there is one type most feared. Do you know what it is?”

Earthly Branch Luo frowned slightly, then quickly shook his head: “I do not. Pray enlighten me, Sovereign.”

“Fools!”

The Nether Sovereign said flatly: “Brutes or warriors—that does not mean they must be foolish. Stupidity is a terrifying thing. Earthly Branch Luo, you have been with me for many years, or rather, after the sealing, you became my man. Regardless, many ages have passed. I hoped you might be rash, impulsive, but… I never hoped you would be stupid. Do you understand?”

Earthly Branch Luo’s face shifted.

The Nether Sovereign looked at the others and said calmly: “If you insist on seeking death, you may cause trouble. If you wish to live, be obedient. Dying once is not terrible; what is terrible is dying and learning nothing!”

“All of you have lived so long—long in life, not short in death. Have your eyes gone blind along with your death?”

Outside, over a hundred Dao integrators, more than ten Heavenly Kings.

And beings like Su Yu and Feiqiu—at this moment, would they truly not fear death if they caused trouble?

Here, there were also many mighty ones, a full fifteen.

Among them, ten were at the Heavenly King level, four at the Heavenly Sovereign level—but so what?

If a real battle broke out, they would likely be annihilated, while Su Yu’s side would suffer heavy losses.

The Nether Sovereign spoke no more and ignored Earthly Branch Luo.

If you seek death, try it yourself!

……

At the same time.

As Su Yu stepped into the Nether River, below, Tongtian Hou frowned slightly and suddenly transmitted: “Great Zhou King, Director Wan, above the Tianyuan Domain, it seems some mighty ones are probing our passage… among them… one seems to be of the Iron-Eater clan—could it be Sanyue?”

He had not probed deeply and was not entirely sure.

But he sensed two powerful auras investigating nearby.

Wan Tiansheng’s heart stirred. Sanyue?

Sanyue was in the upper realm—how could he have come down?

Still, he knew Sanyue possessed the combat power of a Heavenly Sovereign.

Sanyue, and who else?

Wan Tiansheng thought for a moment, then transmitted: “Go out and deal with it, but do not rush to let them in. Investigate the situation. If there is need… then call them in!”

Wan Tiansheng also feared a change, and was even more worried that Sanyue’s arrival now might not bode well.

Only if they truly encountered great trouble might they try letting Sanyue and the others enter, seeking survival amid death, as a contingency.

Tongtian Hou was also perceptive and quickly said: “I understand! If danger truly comes, I’ll teleport them right before the most dangerous ones—what do you think?”

Wan Tiansheng smiled. This fellow was still so considerate, though a bit talkative; lately, he seemed better, not speaking too much.

“Good. If there is real trouble…”

Wan Tiansheng pondered a moment, “Either teleport them to the Sealed Land, or to the Nether River, or to the region where the Martial Emperor is… Wait for my word!”

“Understood!”

Tongtian Hou nodded. I get it, rest assured.

Anyway, teleport them to whoever is strongest!

These two, whether with good or ill intent, had certainly never communicated with any denizen of the Nether Realm. If their intent was good, those two mighty ones would naturally seek to battle the most dangerous foes; if ill, even if you wished to avoid battle, those others would never believe you had come merely to idle about.

A moment later, Tongtian Hou vanished without a sound.

No one knew where he had gone; Tongtian Hou often disappeared like this, which was perfectly normal.

……

The place where the Tianyuan Realm once stood had long since turned to nothingness.

After March and Giant Axe had scouted for a while, March frowned: "The realm passages have all vanished. It seems the channels between the Nether Realm and the Living Realm have been completely sealed off."

Can't find it!

This was quite troublesome—how then to communicate with Su Yu?

On Su Yu's side, it seemed no means of communication had been left behind. Should they go to the Human Realm?

Over in the Human Realm, Baizhan was still there, and March was reluctant to deal with him.

Giant Axe was also flying about everywhere, unable to locate the passage, and said with a headache: "How about we go to the Human Realm first? I've scouted around—the Thirty-Six Cities seem to have vanished too. There's no other way!"

March was about to nod when suddenly the space rippled faintly.

The next moment, a figure materialized—it was Tongtian.

As soon as Tongtian Hou saw the two, he smiled: "March Venerable, Giant Axe Hou, long time no see!"

March breathed a sigh of relief: "Tongtian, it's good that you've appeared!"

Last time, Tongtian Hou had also gone to the Upper Realm, and he knew that Tongtian was on Su Yu's side.

So it seemed that the realm passage had been sealed by Tongtian.

March quickly asked: "Is the Yu Emperor doing well?"

Tongtian Hou chuckled: "Not bad! Weren't you two in the Upper Realm? How did you come down?"

"It's a long story…"

March was about to say "make it short," but Tongtian Hou laughed: "Then tell me all about it. I've been too idle lately, and I have plenty of time to listen. March Venerable, Giant Axe Hou, it's rare to meet—let's have a chat!"

March frowned slightly, and Giant Axe looked speechless, saying irritably: "Tongtian, what's there to chat about? You talk way too much—who wants to waste time with you? By the way, where's Su Yu? And last time you all fled, the Heavenly King died. Are there any other Heavenly Kings now?"

Probing his strength!

Tongtian Hou instantly felt that Giant Axe had ill intentions. Never mind, he'd ignore him.

Tongtian Hou quickly smiled: "Both of you, let's talk. I'm informing His Majesty right now—he's in seclusion. Once he permits it, I can open the gate for you two to enter. You came down to see His Majesty, didn't you? What bad timing—he's just gone into seclusion. I can't just let anyone in… Please understand. Let's chat for now. As soon as His Majesty emerges, I'll go report and ask him to welcome you personally!"

In seclusion?

Hearing this, March thought for a moment and nodded: "Then we'll wait a bit. This time we came down indeed to check on the Yu Emperor's situation. We parted in haste last time, and we're not too clear on the specifics. Giant Axe came this time also with the intention of assisting the Yu Emperor…"

After a few words, he added with some worry: "So, how are the people down below doing?"

Su Yu seemed to have brought many people down, especially the Iron-Eaters—he was very concerned that they might be having a hard time.

Tongtian Hou couldn't say much for now, so he brushed it off casually and quickly changed the subject.

Seeing his evasiveness, March grew even more worried.

Was it that bad?

Tongtian Hou, thinking ahead, laid a trap: "We're not doing too well down here. Also, some very strong fellows often come looking for trouble. These past few days, we've been harassed frequently. Since you two are here—both top-tier existences—if trouble arises, would you be willing to lend a hand?"

"Of course!"

March said solemnly: "It's our duty!"

Giant Axe also nodded: "Times are hard. If there's trouble, we'll definitely help. But there aren't any overly powerful beings in the Nether Realm, so it shouldn't be a big problem. If you need us, just say the word!"

He thought it over: in the Nether Realm, the strongest were four Heavenly King-level existences.

He could take on two, even three, by himself.

With March added, all four Heavenly Kings together—he wasn't afraid of anything.

This was all trivial!

Tongtian Hou smiled: "Then I'll trouble you both. If real trouble comes, I'll teleport you two into the Nether Realm to face the enemy directly. That would be a temporary measure—please do help out."

March frowned: "Is there a fight going on down there?"

"Not at all!"

Tongtian Hou laughed: "Just to be prepared… because there have been many changes lately. Rest assured! I'm not lying to you—if I were, I wouldn't be a gate!"

He wasn't lying; down below, no battle had started yet.

March nodded slightly.

True, if a fight had broken out, Tongtian wouldn't have appeared.

This guy was just trying to make conversation, wasn't he?

Fine, let's keep chatting!

Soon, the three of them fell into idle talk.

……

In the River of the Dead.

Waves surged high.

Su Yu forged ahead, charging straight through.

Hetu kept sensing the location of his own Dao source, his expression grave. Soon, he said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, it should still be ahead! The one who merged with the Dao might be even further forward!"

Su Yu nodded slightly. If they went any further, they'd reach the area of Dragonblood Hou.

Hetu was weaker than that one, so he should be closer.

Su Yu continued on. After a while, Hetu's eyes flickered: "Your Majesty, it's around here!"

But exactly where, Hetu found hard to pinpoint.

The waves here were too violent.

Su Yu gave a low shout, and the great seal erupted again, suppressing the turbulence.

At that moment, within the river's waters, a huge droplet faintly appeared, and on that droplet, Hetu's visage was vaguely visible.

Hetu's Nether source—found!

Su Yu looked at the source, then at Hetu, and said in a deep voice: "Try to merge this source into your body!"

Merge the source?

Hetu thought carefully, then nodded. He quickly plunged into the river. As he did, he let out a piercing scream—vast amounts of death qi corroded him, and even as a dead spirit, he could barely endure it.

Su Yu frowned slightly, stomped his foot, and sent the death-qi water scattering.

With that, Hetu felt much relieved. He swiftly scooped up a drop of water from the river into his hand. The moment he did, the entire River of the Dead trembled faintly, as if sensing something.

Or rather, a dead spirit retrieving its own Nether source was not permitted—it was against the rules!

The laws of the Nether Realm forbade these dead spirits from reclaiming their own source power.

As soon as Hetu received that drop of Netherworld Origin, a sudden pang of agony twisted his face, and he gritted his teeth, saying, “Your Majesty, this Origin… it seems to be rejecting me!”

Su Yu probed swiftly, furrowed his brow slightly, and said in a deep voice, “It’s the power of the Great Dao resisting. Ignore it—try to merge by force!”

“Very well!”

Hetu quickly absorbed the Origin power into his body. The moment it merged—boom!

A colossal wave of Netherworld surged toward Su Yu!

Rumble!

At that instant, even the Star Universe Seal proved somewhat ineffective, unable to suppress the towering spray. Su Yu roared, and a force of suppression erupted from within him!

“Suppress!”

With a low shout, Su Yu frowned and glanced around. This fusion had barely begun, yet a mishap had already occurred—an ill omen.

“Rumble!”

From both sides, more river water came crashing in.

Meanwhile, Hetu was rapidly drawing on the Origin’s power.

That drop of river water was being devoured by him.

Under this devouring, Hetu’s strength began to rise noticeably.

Originally, the Origin power had been separate from his true self; now it fused together. Hetu had only been a Fourth-Class Dao-Integrator before, and as a Netherworld being, he had never truly advanced despite several insights into the Great Dao.

But at this moment, his aura surged instantly, and in the blink of an eye, Hetu’s presence reached the level of Third-Class.

And it kept rising.

Yet Hetu was howling madly, as too much Origin power flooded into him. Amid his screams, he roared, “Your Majesty, the Netherworld Great Dao had siphoned a portion of our power into the Origin—now I’ve reclaimed it!”

Su Yu understood—this was the power the Great Dao had withheld.

The Netherworld Great Dao differed from the Time Great Dao; its master was more domineering, likely having seized much power from Netherworld experts to sustain the entire Netherworld Great Dao’s operation, since the death energy it drew from the River of Time might not suffice.

Now, by reclaiming the Origin, Hetu was essentially wresting power from the entire Netherworld Great Dao, which would provoke resistance from the Dao itself.

“Seal!”

Su Yu shouted, and strands of Great Dao power erupted, instantly manifesting in all directions to lock down the towering waves. Yet his brow furrowed deeper.

Trouble!

If one Hetu caused such a commotion, what of the Southern King and the others?

For now, Su Yu could still hold on—no major issue.

But would this trigger a resurgence of the entire Netherworld River?

Already, signs of revival were appearing.

Would it summon back the Netherworld Lord?

Or activate some contingency left by the Netherworld Lord?

Su Yu now faced a dilemma: should he let the Southern King and the others join now, or first complete Hetu’s revival and then figure out a way?

“I fear… there won’t be a second chance!”

“But if they all come together, and one fails, then all fail—and that would mean total ruin!”

This choice left Su Yu unable to decide.

Moreover, with more people, another problem arose: the pressure on him would become immense, terrifyingly so.

“Who can tell me how to choose?”

Su Yu asked himself inwardly. As the decision-maker, before others, he had to appear calm, confident, and nonchalant. But in truth, at this moment, Su Yu truly struggled to make up his mind.

If he failed, only Hetu would be lost.

But if he succeeded, perhaps only Hetu would succeed.

“Damn it!”

“So frustrating!”

Su Yu was vexed. He spoke lightly, but if the Southern King, Lanshan, Xingyue, and the others all failed in their revival, the blow to Su Yu would be severe.

He wrestled inwardly, yet could not show it.

Su Yu almost wished someone would stop him, so he could follow the flow and decide to revive only Hetu as a test.

But at this moment, no one stopped him.

It wasn’t time yet!

Su Yu took a deep breath. After a moment, he made a decision, his voice booming like a bell, shaking the surroundings: “Any Netherworld who wishes to be reborn, come to me! Nine deaths and one life—choose for yourselves!”

…

The words fell.

Below.

The Southern King glanced upward, then at Lanshan, and smiled: “Shall we go?”

Lanshan Hou also smiled, “Let’s go!”

They knew Su Yu hadn’t yet revived Hetu, yet he suddenly called them over—likely something had gone wrong. No matter, they would go together.

Lanshan Hou soared into the air, chuckling, “Southern King, do you think we’ll succeed?”

“Who knows!”

The Southern King laughed, and the two rose into the sky, flying upward.

Soon after, several more Dao-Integrator Netherworld beings ascended from below. Xia Chen turned to look at the Great Xia King, smiled, and said, “If I succeed, I’ll come back to teach you, my unworthy descendant, a lesson—you’ve cursed me in secret many times! If I fail… carry on the War King lineage! From now on, the Xia family depends on you. Long Wu is also quite good; Xiao Er is a bit lacking—he must work harder!”

The Xia family members, all solemn, nodded in unison.

Xia Chen shot into the air, flying upward. One by one, Netherworld experts—some hesitant, some resolute—all soared upward.

The human Zhengyang Hou, Langyun Hou, and Fanhai Hou all ascended.

King Wen’s several disciples exchanged glances, smiled, and flew upward, filled with excitement.

They had experienced death once.

They had yet to experience resurrection from death.

Nor had they experienced a second death.

…

At the same time.

In the distance.

A figure floated in the air. Xingyue looked up at the sky, saw Su Yu and Hetu, then glanced at the experts flying upward, and swiftly ascended as well.

In that moment, nearly thirty Netherworld experts soared into the sky.

Some were Dao-Integrators, others Eternals.

...

Further away.

Among the group from the North King, suddenly, a dead spirit marquis soared into the sky, also seeking rebirth!

Rebirth—what dead spirit did not yearn for it?

Su Yu had not said it was only for his own people. Besides, at this moment, flying in, Su Yu might not even recognize him. Yes, clinging to a faint hope, he was too desperate, even knowing that this attempt at rebirth might lead to utter annihilation.

The North King frowned slightly: "Rebirth... is but a legend, not necessarily real. Everyone, do not act rashly!"

Above, that dead spirit who had merged with the Dao swiftly flew toward the gap.

That was the opening Su Yu had made earlier!

At this moment, many watched. From the crowd, several top-tier experts instantly took flight, and Su Yu, seeing this, suddenly shouted: "Do not stop them! But let me make this clear first—nine chances of death, one of life, or even ten of death and none of life! Dead spirits not of my camp who wish for rebirth, I grant it to you. However, you must go before me. Succeed, and you shall be reborn; fail, and you shall be the first to die!"

At these words, some dead spirits felt a tremor in their hearts.

Could those not in Su Yu’s camp also be reborn?

The next moment, within the vast River of the Dead, a figure suddenly rose into the air, its aura powerful, faintly carrying the presence of a Heavenly King. The phantom roared: "I am Tianhuo of the Fire God clan, from the ancient era. I am willing to attempt this once. Success or failure rests with my fate! I beg the human supreme to grant this!"

Su Yu declared loudly: "Come, then. Do not cause me trouble. Do as I command... or I will surely kill you!"

"I shall obey!"

The phantom soared, broke through the air, and instantly plunged into the river.

At this moment, from all sides, dozens of figures flew upward—some Eternal, some Dao-merged.

On the North King’s side, two or three dead spirit marquises gritted their teeth, leading over a dozen Eternals, and rose into the sky.

Life and death were in fate’s hands!

One more gamble!

Dragon Blood Marquis frowned slightly, glancing at the North King. The North King looked back but said nothing. Yet the North King had no intention of trying now, for on Su Yu’s side, the chance of failure was immense!

...

Boom!

As the crowd watched, a group of powerful beings soared into the sky. A Sun-Moon dead spirit instantly shattered.

From afar, Su Yu frowned and shouted: "Sun-Moon, do not come up! You lack the power of the Dao—are you coming up to seek death?"

At these words, some Sun-Moon dead spirits with a measure of intelligence quickly retreated.

Even Sun-Moon could not ascend!

Such was the terrible power of the river!

The others swiftly flew toward Su Yu. But at that moment, a great wave surged. Su Yu’s subordinates, helping one another, managed well enough. Some Dao-merged experts could barely endure, riding the wind and breaking the waves toward Su Yu.

Yet some solitary Eternals were instantly shattered by the waves, their dead spirit cores exploding, merging directly into the Dead Spirit Dao, vanishing completely!

These scenes struck fear into the dead spirit experts who still harbored thoughts of trying, and they retreated in terror.

A solitary Eternal was in grave danger!

But then, the remaining solitary dead spirits exchanged glances, joined forces, and advanced together, cleaving through the giant waves toward Su Yu.

Carrying the hope of life!

...

Su Yu did not act himself.

This was but a minor trial on the path to rebirth. If they could not endure this, they could not face the troubles ahead.

He looked toward a distant figure—it was Xingyue.

Xingyue was only an Eternal of the seventh rank, yet she came riding the wind and waves, not joining the others around Su Yu. Su Yu watched for a while, saw that she could suppress the giant waves, and turned his gaze away.

Beside him, Hetu’s aura grew stronger and stronger. The entire dead spirit origin was nearly devoured by him!

He was even approaching the level of a second-rank Dao-merged, his progress terrifyingly fast.

And at that moment, Hetu’s origin power suddenly vanished, completely swallowed by him.

Then, a change occurred!

Boom!

A thunderous sound rang out. The entire Dead Spirit Dao trembled!

In the unseen, a mighty will seemed to awaken.

"Seizing the origin—forbidden!"

"I granted you new life... the origin is the price!"

That will from the unseen swept across the west, manifesting rapidly throughout the Dao.

At this moment, a formidable willpower surged in all directions.

It seemed to be the awakening of the will left by the master of the Dead Spirit Dao.

It told all dead spirits: You live a second time because I granted you new life!

Since you live again, you must pay the price!

Boom!

A colossal being, taking the form of a dead spirit giant, strode forward with enormous steps, a mechanical blankness in its eyes. Rumbling, it trod upon the river, speeding toward Su Yu!

Along the way, it encountered a Dao-merged expert—the first from the North King’s side to fly out.

Before he could dodge, with a boom, the giant’s fork impaled him, shattering him to pieces!

The giant dead spirit, boundless in might, devoid of any emotion, forked the Dao-merged to death and continued its swift advance toward Su Yu!

...

"The Dead Spirit Will!"

Su Yu’s expression turned grave. He shouted: "All ahead, retreat! Quickly, get out of the way!"

At this moment, several experts were still ahead, including the South King.

The South King’s face changed slightly. He swiftly pulled the others, breaking through the air, charging recklessly straight toward Su Yu.

Behind them, the rumbling never ceased.

The giant dead spirit, fork in hand, continued its swift, relentless strides toward Su Yu!

Someone was seizing the origin, trying to strip away their own origin power.

This was forbidden!

It could not be allowed!

The pillars of the Dead Spirit Dao were these origin powers. If you strip them today, and I strip them tomorrow, would the Dead Spirit Dao not be destroyed?

Rumble!

Now, the giant dead spirit, carrying vast torrents of power, surged forward with great waves, rapidly approaching!

From afar, the crowd already sensed the crisis.

The Southern King and his companions all changed color!

A Heavenly King, even a Heavenly Sovereign!

That was not the reason for their change of color; the true cause lay in Hetu... even at this moment, he was only a second-rank Dao-joiner—what did that signify?

It signified that once an existence like the Southern King devoured the Origin, a Ruler of Laws might appear!

The Southern King’s face turned utterly pale: I... should not have come up!

No, perhaps it would be better not to devour the Origin!

Yes, do not devour it.

Otherwise, once a Supreme One emerged, Su Yu would be unable to resolve it.

……

At this moment.

In the Sealed Land, the Death Spirit Emperor gazed at the sky and sighed: “As expected!”

As expected, it was not that simple!

Merely reviving a Hetu, yet the River of Death had undergone such a change—this was only the first step of revival, devouring the Origin, and more trouble lay ahead!

Beside him, a Heavenly Sovereign-level being also sighed softly: “It seems the probability of failure is high! Even this single giant of Death Spirit Will is no small trouble!”

The Death Spirit Emperor nodded slightly, his eyes complex: “Before the Primordial Era, there was no Death Spirit Realm. The Death Spirit Realm was only opened in the late era of Creation, opened by the Death Spirit Lord, and thus Death Spirits came into being, granting us a second life!”

“Since we have received, we must pay!”

“At this moment, Su Yu is contending with the Death Spirit Lord for control over these Death Spirits. Even if the Death Spirit Lord has vanished, he will not allow another to seize his dominion over the Dao!”

A long sigh—he saw no hope.

This was only the beginning!

Moreover, Su Yu also wished to revive others.

But if he did not revive others, the Death Spirit Will had been stirred—perhaps there truly would be no second chance.

“Will he give up?”

At this moment, the Death Spirit Emperor looked toward Su Yu in the void.

Su Yu’s figure stood straight, as if he had no intention of yielding; he still prepared to revive all these people simultaneously.

For Su Yu also knew that if he did not revive them now, the next time was unknown—having awakened some of the Death Spirit Lord’s lingering will, there would likely be no next time, unless Su Yu could match that willpower.

“Then... let’s fight it out!”

Su Yu bared his teeth, let’s give it a try!

txt download address:

Mobile reading: