Chapter 887: King Wen, King Wu, Su Yu, Necromancer King

Strange!

Su Yu watched the Netherworld putting on a show, finding it somewhat odd. Of course, it probably had nothing to do with him—no one knew of his existence.

So, it must be aimed at the Civil King!

He understood!

It was said the Civil King had offended the Lord of the Dead... As for why, Su Yu conveniently forgot. Rumor had it that in the myriad realms, someone had raided the Lord of the Dead’s lair, enraging him, and he took it out on the Civil King.

But... what did that have to do with him!

Just mutual scapegoating—whoever was unlucky took the blame. Su Yu had shouldered plenty of blame for these fellows before. The Civil King and his ilk had done many things in the past that Su Yu’s group had to take the fall for.

So, for such a small black pot, Su Yu couldn’t care less.

At this moment, Su Yu hid in the shadows, motionless.

Fishing?

Fishing for the Civil King?

How amusing.

As for whether the Civil King would be so easily caught, Su Yu thought it unlikely. If he fell for such a simple trick, he’d be a complete fool.

The Lord of the Dead—this fishing tactic wasn’t clever enough.

Too abrupt!

If the Netherworld Emperor wanted to come out, why make such a big fuss? Which faction would send over twenty powerful beings to deal with a rogue cultivator so ostentatiously?

...

At this moment, Su Yu lurked in the shadows, ready to watch the show.

He even looked forward to seeing the Civil King’s methods.

The Civil King was here. This man had accompanied Su Yu’s entire cultivation path, yet he had never seen him face to face. Their few encounters were either from behind or through distant conversations—never a direct meeting.

Su Yu was extremely curious about the Civil King.

...

At the same time.

At the edge of the Dead Hell, a white-robed powerhouse’s expression shifted slightly.

What the hell?

I just got here, and I’m already discovered?

Is the Netherworld doing this on purpose?

The key point is, I’m not interested in the Netherworld. What do you mean by using it to fish for me?

The Civil King frowned deeply.

Beside him, the Martial King sat cross-legged in the void, his aura fluctuating violently, but the Civil King had sealed it.

Now, seeing the Civil King motionless, the Martial King trembled and said, “Why... aren’t we moving...”

“Seems like we’ve been discovered!”

The Civil King frowned, cursed inwardly, then said in a low voice, “Forget it. No matter what, I have to let you advance peacefully... This place is most suitable! If you advance here, we only have to face the backlash of the Dead Hell... But elsewhere, your advancement might attract pursuit from multiple lords of forbidden lands!”

The Martial King trembled all over—not from fear, but from enduring the pain of the Dao entering his body. He groaned painfully, “Old Wen, where... exactly do you want me to advance?”

“What nonsense! Didn’t I say? The Dead Hell!”

“...”

The Martial King’s eyes nearly popped out!

Holy shit!

What did you say?

You brought me here, and I thought you’d found a safe place. Instead, you bastard want to kill me? You want me to swallow the Dao and advance in the Dead Hell?

The Civil King sighed, too lazy to explain.

Nonsense! What do you know!

This is the safest place!

Why? Because the Lord of the Dead is like us—a persona non grata. If you advance here, no matter how big the commotion, even if the lords of forbidden lands find out and come, they’ll attack the Dead Hell first. Even if the Lord of the Dead says it has nothing to do with him... no one would care.

They’d all be beaten together!

Since the Civil King and his group are here, of course, they should be attacked together!

At that time,

To protect the Dead Hell, the Lord of the Dead would have only two choices: first, quickly kill the Civil King and his group to prove his innocence!

Second, fight those lords of forbidden lands, because they want to kill him.

But if he kills the Civil King and the Martial King... once wounded, the lords of forbidden lands would surely not miss the opportunity.

The Civil King now had to instruct, “Stop talking nonsense. Remember, when we go in to break through, just one thing! If the Lord of the Dead attacks you, you frantically attack his Dead Hell. You can’t beat him, but you run, destroying his Dead Hell as you go... Stall for time until the other lords of forbidden lands arrive!”

Only when the others arrive is there a chance to survive!

Ironically!

Only when enemies arrive can you survive.

But this was also the best survival tactic the Civil King had calculated.

Otherwise, breaking through elsewhere, once surrounded, death was certain!

And if the lords of forbidden lands didn’t come, they would eventually be killed by the Lord of the Dead. So they all had to be present.

The Martial King was about to curse him to death!

So crazy!

Is it appropriate for us to break through in someone else’s home?

He couldn’t help but say, “Then... what if he insists on beating us to death?”

Even if he breaks through, he can’t beat that guy.

This one, after all, was the second known Creator!

Extremely powerful!

If provoked, he might summon heaven and earth, merging the two. Last time, he could kill a lord of a forbidden land; this time, he could kill the two of them!

The Civil King smiled: “What’s there to fear? If he really fights to the death, he won’t have it easy either. Maybe he’ll compromise. I have no choice either. You, this fellow, had to break through at this time. Now all the forbidden lands have reached a consensus... If you had broken through earlier, there wouldn’t be so much trouble. The others might not have cared, and would have been happy to see us entangled with the law!”

He was also helpless!

Blame me?

Blame yourself! Not early, not late, but breaking through now, and costing me a lot of effort. Now I can only do this.

Great fortunes come from great risks!

If it succeeds, King Wu breaks through, the Lord of the Dead and the Lord of the Forbidden Lands go to war—I’ll see if I can do something else on the side. If it fails… when the time truly comes, I’ll summon Heaven and Earth and try!

At worst, I’ll fight a hard battle with these bastards!

But… but how did the Lord of the Dead discover I was nearby?

I hid so secretly!

I’m a powerhouse with thirty-one and a half Daos, and I hadn’t even entered your Heaven and Earth—how did you find me?

All at once, King Wen lost his confidence!

Damn it!

If I were this easy to spot, I’d have been killed by the Law long ago—how could I have survived till now?

“Strange!”

King Wen found it strange, and also helpless—being discovered in advance… that really was dangerous now!

And King Wu was equally helpless.

He looked ahead at the pitch-black world, feeling that Old Second Wen was sending him straight to hell—too cruel, making him fight in the Lord of the Dead’s own lair…

Thinking this, he suddenly said, “By the way, you told me to fight and run at the same time—what about you?”

“Me?”

King Wen laughed. “I’ll naturally stay outside to support you! And I’ll make the commotion of your breakthrough as big as possible. Otherwise, inside his Heaven and Earth, with him masking your aura and the ripples too small, wouldn’t you be dead for sure? When he tries to kill you, I’ll create a huge disturbance, let the Forbidden Lands feel it… then you’ll have a chance to live!”

He still explained it to King Wu—had to, or he feared the man would act recklessly.

King Wu was anguished: “Second, does it have to be this way?”

I don’t want to go there!

It’s too terrifying!

Because it was obvious he couldn’t win, and he also loathed the other’s deathly aura—annoying.

“Shut up, that’s how it is!”

King Wen cursed. If it weren’t for you, would I do this?

You’re at thirty-two Daos now, and you’re still a big burden… Of course, once you truly reach thirty-two Daos, you’ll be a powerful burden—you can help me with some charging work. What else would a martial artist do if not charge!

King Wu grew even more despairing!

Forget it, it had to be this way.

He hoped Old Second would be reliable!

But at this moment, King Wen hesitated a little, because sneaking in and entering when the other side was prepared were two different things!

He watched the Netherworld, leading his people, flying cautiously—the kind that looked nervous.

King Wen rolled his eyes!

Such acting—did they think he couldn’t see through it?

Forget it, he’d lie low for now.

He still wasn’t sure if the other side was targeting him.

Could it be some other Lord of the Forbidden Lands?

Who knows!

…

At this moment, behind the Netherworld, a phantom shadow melted into the darkness, black-robed and black-cloaked, utterly silent.

At this moment, with the Netherworld Emperor as the core, Su Yu’s three parties were hidden in three separate directions.

Su Yu was the weakest!

But he had his Heaven and Earth covering him, and now he could also conceal his Dao. For an ordinary powerhouse, the Dao would have been swept out at a glance, but at Su Yu’s level, even the Lord of the Dead couldn’t see the Dao’s power.

As for King Wu, he was also on the verge of devouring his Dao, and King Wen helped conceal him—barely managing to hide him!

Su Yu, hidden in the shadows, still felt a little anticipation.

Fight!

Since arriving at the Heavenly Gate, he’d never seen King Wen and King Wu fight—it was frustrating. Had these two been coasting all these years?

For the past month or two, they hadn’t fought at all!

What a waste of King Wu’s reputation!

“It’d be best if they fight—at least they won’t get killed right away. If they really start fighting… I’ll find a chance to go deep into the Netherworld Hell and see how the Lord of the Dead outlines his Heaven and Earth…”

For reference!

All three sides were waiting!

Su Yu thought the other side was after King Wen; King Wen thought it might not be him; and the Lord of the Dead was certain that King Wen was hiding in the shadows, plotting against him.

Wait!

Wait until one side could no longer hold back!

…

King Wu felt he was about to lose it—so frustrated!

Old Second Wen, how long are you going to wait?

And… he couldn’t take it anymore: “Netherworld, that idiot, has been circling around seven or eight times now. Second, is something up?”

“…”

You only just noticed?

King Wen was speechless. No shit.

…

They couldn’t hold back, and the Lord of the Dead was also getting impatient.

Not here?

Impossible!

He could faintly sense that someone might be watching nearby, and that streak of bad luck on the Netherworld was still there!

“Hmph!”

Trying to fool me? Impossible!

Too obvious.

You underestimate me!

I’ve roamed Heaven and Earth for countless ages—do you think I can’t see through this?

The next moment, he too had had enough of the Netherworld’s circling. Suddenly, a wave of energy spread out, sweeping in all directions, carrying a chill: “Since you’re here, why not show yourself?”

Silence!

……

Su Yu was not nervous at all. It wasn't about him—he wasn't familiar with the Lord of the Dead, and the Lord didn't know he had come here.

Clearly, he had discovered King Wen!

……

At first, King Wen was also speechless.

But the next moment, the Lord of the Dead's cold laugh rang out: "You've been scheming against the Netherworld all along—do you really think I wouldn't notice?"

King Wen's expression instantly turned strange!

No way!

Why would I, for no reason, scheme against a twenty-eight-path cultivator?

There's no need for that!

So, it really isn't me?

King Wen felt a bit depressed. Who was it?

Which bastard suddenly started scheming against the Netherworld and got caught by the Lord of the Dead? Now I'm dragged into it. What rotten luck!

……

At that moment, Su Yu also found it odd.

Why would King Wen, for no reason, scheme against the Netherworld?

It doesn't affect you!

As for the Netherworld, Su Yu had indeed entertained some ideas, but only on the condition that this guy's path power wasn't connected to the Dead Hell. If it was, he'd have to wait until he was about to be exposed to act!

He had been eyeing the Netherworld, but he hadn't made a move yet!

It probably wasn't about me!

……

At this moment, the Lord of the Dead's figure materialized, and he sneered, "Too afraid to come out? You white-robed ones are all treacherous and cowardly!"

This time, both Su Yu and King Wen were stunned.

Is he talking about me?

But some things don't add up!

Who exactly is the Lord of the Dead referring to?

……

Su Yu grew even more frustrated. Are you talking about King Wen or not? King Wen also wears a white robe, but he wouldn't scheme against the Netherworld, would he?

Could it be me?

But no one knows I'm here!

Strange!

And just then, a ripple spread in all directions, the space itself trembling, and a faint aura of death began to emanate.

On the Lord of the Dead's forehead, a third eye appeared!

Like the Grim Reaper!

Overlooking all living beings!

That eye, accompanied by such ripples, spread outward, revealing the essence of the world—decay, desolation, decline, and destruction.

The Lord of the Dead's voice continued to echo: "Do you really think I can't find you? Ridiculous! Even if you've opened up heaven and earth, I can still find you!"

He was talking about King Wen!

He had always believed that King Wen had opened up heaven and earth, probably in the myriad realms.

But at this moment, Su Yu began to feel a bit nervous. Could it be that he wasn't talking about King Wen, but that the Lord of the Dead truly knew he had come and was looking for him?

Because everything he said matched Su Yu!

Of course, it might also match King Wen!

And now, Su Yu could also feel that ripple spreading, rapidly approaching his own location. Su Yu frowned slightly. The other party was also a heaven-opener, a top-tier expert.

Since he said he could find him, he might actually discover Su Yu hiding in the shadows.

Should I run?

I've offended him before—this is very dangerous!

He's so powerful, and I'm unlucky—it really seems like he's coming for me. But I just got here—how was I discovered so quickly?

Su Yu was deeply frustrated!

Just as Su Yu was about to flee, suddenly, the Lord of the Dead's third eye snapped toward a certain direction. In that direction, a surge of path power erupted—violent and intense!

In an instant, two figures materialized!

King Wen rolled his eyes in exasperation!

Frustrating!

It wasn't that I hid poorly—it's that King Wu was about to break through, and his path power fluctuated too violently. A slight pull, and it triggered the fluctuation.

What rotten luck today!

Did I step in dog shit on my way out?

King Wen was truly annoyed. At this moment, he looked across the void at the Lord of the Dead, a hint of helplessness in his voice: "Did you detect me in advance?"

Is he really that divine?

I didn't think so!

The Lord of the Dead laughed coldly, a smug, sinister laugh: "You hid well. Your mistake was scheming against the Netherworld! And your malice was too obvious. The path of death, the path of evil—they're the same! Your malice was too clear—do you think I'm blind? That I couldn't see it at all? You underestimate me!"

So these two bastards really were here!

Damn!

Good thing I discovered them, or the Netherworld might have been in trouble!

But King Wen was speechless. He couldn't help but look at King Wu: "Did you scheme against the Netherworld?"

King Wu looked innocent and said gloomily, "Why would I scheme against a skeleton? It's not even edible!"

That remark!

King Wu thought Wen the Second had lost his mind, asking him such a question.

And at this moment, King Wen also found it strange and felt wronged. He glanced around and muttered, "I never schemed against your skeleton underling. Even if I had any thoughts, you wouldn't have sensed it so easily... Are you falsely accusing me?"

It seems I've been wronged!

If I really were scheming against the Netherworld, would it be so easy for you to discover me?

In the distance, the Lord of the Dead looked at him and laughed.

"Dead duck, still talking tough!"

Caught red-handed, and you still deny it!

But King Wen knew, damn it, I really seem to have taken the blame for someone—it had nothing to do with me, I hadn't even thought of the name of the Netherworld, so what’s it to me?

Which bastard did such a despicable thing!

Daring to set sights on the Netherworld... not weak!

If they were truly weak, who would dare to go against a 28-path powerhouse?

So at first, he really didn’t think of Su Yu. Even though Su Yu had entered, and he guessed a bit, no matter how much he guessed, he couldn’t imagine that someone who had only recently been a Sun-Moon-level world-opener, after entering the gate, would soon dare to target the Netherworld.

...

At the same time.

Su Yu was slightly startled. The Lord of the Dead had sensed something through hostility?

So... it was me?

King Wen had denied it, but was still found out—so there was no point in denying.

That means... my thoughts had been reflected onto the heavens and earth?

"Indeed, I’m connected to heaven and earth!"

Su Yu understood in his heart. Otherwise, the Lord of the Dead wouldn’t have sensed it so easily. At the same time, Su Yu grew extremely wary—these powerhouses were this formidable?

Then I need to restrain myself a bit!

He quickly shielded all his thoughts!

The Path of Calamity rippled faintly, covering everything!

The Path of Silence activated!

He also sensed that he had once again made King Wen take the blame—so it really was because of me that he was discovered?

But it wasn’t entirely taking the blame; King Wen had also come, hiding thoroughly, clearly with no good intentions.

"Why isn’t King Wen staying near the Mountain of Eternal Life? What’s he doing here?"

He glanced in that direction and saw that Martial King’s aura was fluctuating violently. Su Yu’s heart stirred faintly—was he about to break through?

A First-Class breakthrough?

Breaking through to the so-called Super-Class?

32 paths!

My heavens, was this martial artist improving so fast?

Martial Emperor might as well give up!

Martial Emperor was only at 16 paths now—the gap with Martial King was not ordinary. From First-Class to Super-Class... maybe in the next life!

Otherwise, the hope was extremely slim!

"Martial King is about to break through—why would he come here for no reason?"

Su Yu pondered, judging the situation.

"From First-Class to Super-Class, there must be a huge commotion. Near the Mountain of Eternal Life, now the core of a forbidden land, if the disturbance is too great, he’d surely be surrounded and killed... So, coming here is to avoid being surrounded?"

"But the Lord of the Dead won’t help them either—he’s no good person..."

"So what should be done?"

"Divert the trouble?"

Su Yu vaguely understood, baring his teeth. I think I get it!

King Wen planned to bring Martial King to the Lord of the Dead’s territory to break through, forcing the Lord of the Dead to intervene?

The difficulty was not low!

In an instant, Su Yu saw through it!

...

At that moment, the Lord of the Dead also looked at Martial King and said calmly, "Unexpectedly, your progress is not slow. Since the world-opening, quite a few oddities have been born. Are you about to incorporate the paths into your body, entering Unity?"

Unity, Super-Class, 32 paths, Lord of a Forbidden Land—all meant the same thing, a leap from one level to another.

He chuckled: "He’s about to break through, and you still dare to drag him around, even coming to my territory. The commotion won’t be small—aren’t you afraid..."

He paused!

Yes, about to break through—why run around?

The next moment, he seemed to understand something, suddenly glaring at King Wen. His deathly aura boiled over, and he could barely contain his fury: "You bastard!"

I get it now!

Are you even human?

King Wen smiled brightly: "What if I said it was a misunderstanding?"

He knew the other had understood.

But... it was a misunderstanding—don’t be like this!

The Lord of the Dead was so angry he wanted to explode. He stared coldly at them, "Do you two insist on provoking me again and again?"

Too much!

I couldn’t be bothered with you, but you’ve gone too far!

His aura gradually strengthened, carrying a chill: "What audacity! You want to break through here and have me block your enemies for you? Don’t you think you’re dreaming too sweetly?"

These two bastards had gone too far!

King Wen adjusted his robe, looking refined: "Your Lordship misunderstands! How could a scholar like me have such intentions? We were merely passing by!"

"You think I believe that?"

The Lord of the Dead stepped forward, saying coldly, "Get out now! Get far away! Otherwise, even if I have to summon the power of all worlds, I will swiftly kill you both!"

King Wen sighed helplessly: "Your Lordship speaks harshly... I have no hostile intent. We all come from the myriad worlds—we’re not enemies... Why must it come to this..."

"Get lost!"

The Lord of the Dead took another step, his aura overwhelming!

Not enemies?

You’ve tried to divert trouble onto me several times—do you really think I dare not kill you?

King Wen stepped back repeatedly, looking aggrieved: "Don’t be like this... We really are just passing by—a misunderstanding! Besides, if we fight, wouldn’t that let those Lords of the Forbidden Lands reap the benefits?"

"Why must Your Lordship be so stubborn..."

He kept retreating, looking so innocent!

Who the hell set me up?

Otherwise, I would have already taken Martial King inside. Now that we’re not in his domain, things are much harder to handle.

There is still a difference between being blocked outside heaven and earth and being within it.

King Wen was also speechless for a moment, retreating step by step.

...

And at this moment, Su Yu was also speechless.

Old man, stop backing up!

If you keep going, you'll step on my head!

He and King Wen and King Wu were still a fair distance apart, but now seeing the direction the other was retreating—damn, he was coming this way!

No way!

The Lord of the Dead hadn't even noticed me just now, and if you step on me now, how innocent would I be!

Sure, maybe I set you up, but don't set me up too.

I'm so weak!

I only have 29 Dao lines!

Stop retreating—if you go any further, I'll really be discovered!

Right now, it perfectly matched Su Yu's impression of King Wen: his back was to me, but I don't want to look at your rear right now—can't you just fly away?

They've already found you, and instead of flying off, you're backing up step by step—are you playing games?

Su Yu really wanted to cry!

I don't want my first meeting with King Wen to end with him stepping on my head!

And I never imagined our first meeting would happen in a situation like this.

It's so embarrassing, you know?

We're educated people who care about face—how can we meet in such a sneaky, underhanded setting? Isn't that awkward?

So awkward!

And King Wen, can you please stop wearing those little white shoes I gave you and slowly walking closer to me?

There's a WeChat public account [Book Friends' Base Camp] where you can get red envelopes and points—first come, first served!

...

Ahead, King Wen was retreating step by step.

He was a bit anxious.

King Wu couldn't wait much longer.

If the Lord of the Dead discovered him this time, he'd definitely be on guard, and not being able to enter his domain... that would be a huge problem.

He didn't want to leave!

He didn't want to leave, and the Lord of the Dead naturally sensed it, approaching him step by step with intense fury, his presence imposing and his voice icy: "I told you to get lost, and you still won't go—are you forcing me to attack you?"

He could barely hold back!

It wasn't that he couldn't fight these two bastards, but if he did, the commotion would be too great, and if the other lords of the forbidden lands came, they'd probably all three get beaten together!

Tell me, isn't that unfair?

These two bastards were clearly causing trouble for themselves!

King Wen explained again: "It's really a misunderstanding, Your Majesty. How could we have such intentions? It's all just your own conjecture. We were truly passing by, and hiding in the shadows was only to avoid making you misunderstand—who knew it would actually cause a misunderstanding!"

Anyone who believed that would be a fool!

And just as King Wen was explaining, behind him, Su Yu sighed, utterly helpless.

Damn it!

I have to come out—I don't want you to step on my head. If you do, and we're too close, the other party will notice me too!

At that moment, Su Yu was very frustrated!

The instant King Wen finished speaking, his expression shifted slightly. Not far behind him, someone said softly: "What if I said it's also a misunderstanding, just passing by—would you seniors be willing to believe that?"

The world fell silent!

In the distance, the Lord of the Dead was stunned!

Someone else was hiding right under my nose?

And King Wen, equally shocked, thought: Who?

The voice... sounded somewhat familiar!

But... impossible!

Su Yu was at the Sun-Moon realm. Since the creation of the world, let me calculate... how long had it been? Last time, even if he became a first-rank, he'd only been inside for about two months, and then... he almost fooled me?

It's not Su Yu!

No, it's not.

King Wen thought to himself: Definitely not! I'm mistaken, just overthinking.

At that moment, King Wu beside him suddenly turned around, looking at Su Yu in surprise, then quickly shook his head: "I almost misheard—who are you? If you were wearing a white robe, I'd think you were my big nephew... I knew it was impossible!"

He too had heard Su Yu's voice, so he initially mistook him, but seeing the man before him not in white, he figured he was wrong.

Still, King Wu was very alert.

Where did this strong one come from?

He was hiding so deeply!

His breakthrough couldn't be leaked, and now he was anxious—maybe he should just try to break through now.

King Wen's plan seemed to have failed!

And at this moment, the Lord of the Dead stared at Su Yu, frowning slightly, a vague sense of familiarity nagging at him, though he couldn't place it. Gradually, his expression shifted.

Holy shit!

Another world-opener?

What was going on!

Yes, it seemed like a world-opener!

How could that be?

King Wen opening a world wasn't too surprising, but this man before him—either he had merged his Dao into his body, or he was a world-opener. But merging Dao into the body didn't look like this!

His aura wasn't as strong as someone who had merged Dao into the body!

So, this man before him was also a world-opener!

And how many can truly become an Opener of Heaven...?

In this age, no Opener of Heaven will emerge. His face shifted slightly, murmuring, "Opener of Heaven!"

At that moment, King Wen closed his eyes, pained.

Holy shit!

It really was Su Yu, because he had suspected it before—the voice was too familiar. But the other was strong, and he wasn't sure. When the Lord of the Dead spoke those words... Su Yu's identity was laid bare!

The Lord of the Dead was also a shrewd man; in an instant, many thoughts raced through his mind.

Opener of Heaven... the Human Emperor? Su Yu?

Yes!

Su Yu!

Impossible!

Just earlier, his projection had dealt with Su Yu, who was very weak.

Impossible!

Now, he suddenly looked at Su Yu, his expression strange. I was just thinking of capturing this kid and then checking on the Heaven of Life and Death... and here he actually shows up!

At this moment, Su Yu knew he had been exposed!

Exposed, and there was nothing he could do about it!

How innocent I am! If King Wen hadn't insisted on stepping on me, how would I have been exposed?

Hiding oneself before an Opener of Heaven is nearly impossible.

Sure enough, at that moment, King Wen and the Lord of the Dead spoke in unison: "It's you!"

Su Yu sighed, his black robe turning white.

I've been exposed!

And at that moment, King Wu was stunned. "You think that by changing into a white robe, you become my big nephew?"

But... in his heart, he vaguely knew.

For a moment, he was so shaken he nearly collapsed; his Dao was unstable!

Damn it!

Impossible!

How could this guy be here? And even if he were, how could he have hidden himself from all of us strong ones until now!

Su Yu, now in white robes, looked helpless and sighed. "Greetings, fellow Daoists! Salutations! Please continue, fellow Daoists—I really am just passing through!"

King Wen turned his head at this moment.

When Su Yu saw his face, he was taken aback. Well, he does look a bit like me!

And King Wen was also slightly startled.

This time, he saw Su Yu's appearance clearly. Last time Su Yu died—well, half-dead—he had seen him, but it was blurry. Now, he smiled too.

Su Yu smiled back.

The two exchanged glances, sizing each other up. Su Yu wore a white robe with black boots; King Wen wore a white robe with white boots.

Both had their long hair tied up, fluttering in the wind.

At that moment, they looked at each other. Su Yu bowed slightly. "This junior greets the senior!"

King Wen also made a bow. "This old, unworthy one greets the outstanding youth!"

"The senior is too modest!"

"Young man, don't be modest!"

"Senior, you nearly stepped on me just now..."

"Youngster, you were the one who first made me suffer!"

King Wen was also helpless. I never thought I'd meet you here. Now I know why the Netherworld was targeted—it was you. No wonder!

The key is, you're really not human!

How long have you been here?

You already feel like you have nearly thirty Dao powers!

Unbelievable!

At this moment, their conversation was interrupted by King Wu, who said in surprise, "It can't be him, can it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Lord of the Dead also looked strange and said in a low voice, "Truly... unbelievable!"

That bastard who had stripped him of his origin in the myriad realms had actually come in!

For a moment, the four strong ones from three sides looked at each other, exchanging glances, all at a loss for words.

Su Yu looked utterly innocent. "This junior is merely passing through. If I have offended anyone, seniors, please forgive me!"

As he spoke, he stepped back. "Seniors, please continue!"

The Lord of the Dead sneered.

King Wen chuckled softly.

King Wu grinned foolishly. "Since you're here, big nephew, where are you running off to? We're on the same side. Don't wander off—it's dangerous out there!"

"..."

Damn you!

Who's your big nephew?

Dangerous... If I follow you, I'll be the one in danger. Look at how badly you've screwed over King Wen!

At this moment, King Wen also sighed. "Truly unexpected! Beyond my imagination!"

Su Yu sighed too. "I didn't expect it either. I imagined our meeting would be on a calm and sunny day..."

King Wen sighed again and nodded. "Preferably in a study, where I'm reading and you come to see me..."

Su Yu nodded. "Preferably with a cup of tea, as I listen to the senior's reading, enlightening my mind, hearing the sound of the senior's Dao..."

King Wen continued, "Preferably with snow falling, leaves drifting down..."

Su Yu agreed. "Bright sunshine would be best!"

King Wen nodded. "I hope there could be a gentle breeze..."

In the distance, the Lord of the Dead's face was icy cold. "How about adding some corpses? I think a sword to the throat might be more beautiful!"

Because as the two spoke, the sun actually appeared in this endless void!

Not only that, a gentle breeze blew, snowflakes fell, and a study materialized, with the sound of reading aloud coming from all around!

As Su Yu and King Wen spoke, their Dao rippled, creating such a scene.

Words became reality.

And as the Lord of the Dead spoke, countless corpses truly materialized between heaven and earth.

Over there, the Martial King grinned: "Does the Academy have no martial cultivators who practice the way of combat?"

And so, near them, a group of youths appeared, shouting and grunting as they threw punches!

Su Yu sighed, and so did the Literary King.

How tiresome!

In an instant, heaven and earth shattered, reverting to the endless void of moments before!

The Martial King still seemed unsatisfied, while the Lord of the Dead sneered coldly.

The Literary King and Su Yu exchanged a glance, then sighed in unison: "Stop laughing—you don't dare start a fight now anyway!"

As they spoke, they looked at each other again, both helpless.

Don't copy me!

Meanwhile, the Lord of the Dead stared at them coldly.

Su Yu chuckled lightly: "Senior, no need to stare! The three of us may not match you, but if it really comes to blows... summoning heaven and earth—you can do it, I can do it, the Literary King can do it. At that point, could you kill us in an instant? No... then it wouldn't be fun!"

Su Yu smiled faintly: "I have opened twenty-nine paths of heaven here, and I have spent even longer in the myriad realms. Senior, guess how many paths I have opened? If I truly summon heaven and earth, do you think I could muster thirty-two paths, or even greater power?"

The Lord of the Dead glared at him coldly.

And the Literary King also chuckled: "Monarch, I believe that if I summon it, thirty-two paths are still within reach! Three supreme beings—if the Monarch insists on fighting, won't it make us a laughingstock?"

The Lord of the Dead frowned, looking at Su Yu, and said coldly: "I do not believe you can truly achieve unity!"

I damn well don't believe it!

It's too shocking!

How many days has it been?

Last time I projected over, what strength did you have?

Su Yu sighed again: "Let's drop it. None of us should speak harshly. If we truly summon heaven and earth and wake our human ancestors, they might take us all out along the way—that wouldn't be worth it!"

The Lord of the Dead snorted: "Ridiculous! If he comes out, who wins and who loses remains unknown!"

The Literary King mused, "Unknown indeed, but it's still possible he could sever our connection to heaven and earth. So, Monarch, let's forget it!"

The Martial King looked bewildered. What the hell?

Am I the only one out of the loop?

At this moment, the Lord of the Dead also frowned deeply. Could they fight?

Yes!

But as Su Yu and the Literary King said, fighting would let someone else reap the benefits!

Strictly speaking, the few of them weren't necessarily allies, but they certainly weren't allies of the master of this forbidden land!

Now, they exchanged glances and said nothing.

But the Martial King could no longer hold back, baring his teeth: "I... can barely suppress it!"

All three changed expression!

That won't do!

The Literary King looked at Su Yu, then at the Lord of the Dead, and said awkwardly: "Could you two lend some power of heaven and earth to suppress it a little more? Otherwise, once Mount Tai breaks through, everyone will know we're plotting something big here?"

The Lord of the Dead's face darkened!

Who the hell is plotting with you? I just want to wait quietly for the Heavenly Gate to open, so I can go out and merge with heaven and earth!

But at this moment, he still weighed the pros and cons, snorted, and let a surge of heavenly power spread over. Su Yu, helplessly shaking his head, also let his own heavenly power flow forth.

In an instant, two streams of heavenly power fell upon the Martial King, calming the turbulent Dao that had been stirring.

Then the Literary King smiled: "Monarch, I have a great idea!"

Su Yu chimed in: "I have a good thought too!"

The Lord of the Dead sneered: "Your great idea is for us to cooperate, and then I become your hired thug!"

Ha!

Do you think I'm stupid?

Su Yu looked at the Literary King, and the Literary King looked at Su Yu, as if both were thinking: See? How do we fool him?

Soon, they averted their gazes.

We're not that kind of people!

At this moment, the atmosphere grew strange.

At this moment, the Martial King felt that these three had abandoned him—they didn't even ask him!