Chapter 354: Attacking The Netherworld’s Entrance

Above the Kunlun Temple.

A middle-aged man stood at the edge of the mountain peak, looking at the horizon as the wind blew.

The clothes with red patterns on him fluttered in the wind.

“Amazing, amazing. I have lost track of him. I wonder where he’s hiding now.”

At this moment, the demonic dragon on his shoulder squeaked twice, as though it was expressing its opinion.

“Find him?”

The middle-aged man smiled.

“No, it’s not that bad.

Since he is from Kunlun, we should be on the same side.

If Kunlun can’t accommodate the people of Kunlun, can we be considered Kunlun?

That will just stop us from becoming stronger as an ent.i.ty.”

The demonic dragon squeaked again and conveniently buried its head in front of its paws, touching its own head.

It was as if it was talking about its previous encounter.

“Haha.

He just gave you a knock, how is that considered not accommodating to you?

Besides, you’re not really a demonic dragon.”

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In the Netherworld Cave.

Jiang Lan suddenly opened his eyes.

Subconsciously, he began to pant heavily as if something had suffocated him.

When he recovered a little.

He grabbed his head and tried to recall what had just happened.

“I felt a splitting headache earlier, as if I was being torn apart by some force.”

“Ancient Imperial Lower Palace?”

He clearly remembered that he experienced a tremendous impact after he walked into the palace.

With his strength, he was unable to endure it and was forced back in the end.

Previously, he could see where he wanted to look. It was just that his gaze would be rebounded back at times.

But not this time.

However, the two were indeed different.

Furthermore, he saw a clear scene this time.

The palace was shattering and everything was collapsing.

“Was the scene referring to the Ancient Imperial Lower Palace?”

Jiang Lan was puzzled, but no one could answer his question.

However, the possibility was very high.

The reason for that was because the gate was indeed covered in cracks.

It seemed like it could collapse at any moment.

It was undoubtedly telling him that the Ancient Imperial Lower Palace was not complete.

But any more would be Jiang Lan’s blind spot.

Without sufficient strength, he would not know too much.

Boom!

All of a sudden, a rumbling sound rang out from the boundless skies above. It came from above the Deity Position.

“Someone is about to obtain the Deity Position again. Is it Ba Country?”

Jiang Lan was more inclined towards Ba Country, because after he had completed the deal with the Ghost Qi, he truly had complete control over the Deity Position.

This deal should have also benefited Ba Country.

Therefore, it was most likely Ba Country.

It was just that he didn’t know the outcome yet.

Unlike the Underground’s Devil Ancestor, the establishment of the Deity Position this time did not look that fast.

It seemed like it would take some time.

It was similar to that of when the Ancestral Dragon formed his Deity Position.

Back then, the Dragon Race had waited for several years. Ba Country should be doing the same as well.

This was not considered slow.

At least, they had already started to form their Deity Position.

Others…

There was only one opportunity or even none.

Obtaining the Deity Position for these people should be a distant prospect.

For example, the Heavenly Human Race and the Heavenly Feather Phoenix Race.

Something must have gone wrong with them. Otherwise, how could they not have gained anything even after hundreds of years?

Jiang Lan stopped thinking about these things and began to regulate his breathing to recover.

Only then could he continue cultivating.

From time to time, he could hear some murmurs coming from Ba Country in his Deity Position.

It would not affect his cultivation.

After all, he was now in complete control of his Deity Position.

He could clearly feel that the influence of his Deity Position had already disappeared from his body.

The current him would not be detected by anyone with a Deity Position.

The distance between which he could view and listen using his Deity Position had also increased.

However, he couldn’t determine exactly how far the range was.

Of course, no matter how far it was, as long as he had the Mountain Sea Mirror, he would be able to observe what was going on at that place.

Within a range, as long as someone recited his Deity Position name, he could also cast his gaze over.

After controlling the Deity Position, some things were indeed much more convenient.

However, it didn’t seem to have changed his strength much.

The biggest change was that he could hide from those with Deity Positions and no longer had to worry about being exposed.

He felt much more at ease this way.

Although many people knew that he was in Kunlun, no one was sure if he had left after losing his general location.

After the compet.i.tion for the Deity Positions ended in the future, it would be much harder for the others to eliminate him to s.n.a.t.c.h his Deity Position.

This was equivalent to escaping a huge crisis.

Even if he were to go out for a hundred years, there would be nothing to worry about.

The deal with Ba Country’s Ghost Qi was worth it.

Of course, the Ba Country’s Ghost Qi definitely did not lose out either. He should be able to walk before others.

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Spring pa.s.sed and autumn came.

Time flowed like sand between one’s fingers.

Three years pa.s.sed quickly.

Boom!

The Eighth Prince, who was about to leave Kunlun for the inn, saw a second light appear in the Kunlun Main Hall.

“The last time it appeared was twenty years ago. It seems like one will be lit up every twenty years.”

At this moment, two beams of light were standing in the Kunlun Main Hall.

Everyone could see it.

However, no one knew what these lights were for.

The fact that each summit had to spend twenty years to condense a beam of light was enough to confirm the importance of this matter.

After all, the entire process would take 180 years.

This was a long time span.

How could it be a small matter?

“Eighth Prince?”

Lu Jian flew over on his sword and landed beside the Eighth Prince.

“Senior Brother Lu Jian, are you going out?” The Eighth Prince immediately asked with a smile.

They were very familiar with each other.

The Eighth Prince felt very comfortable interacting with Lu Jian.

He knew how to enjoy wine and could control himself even when drunk, and never owed him money when buying roasted animals from him.

There were some people who weren’t like this, just like Ao Ye.

He would get drunk easily and let out his temper often. Furthermore, he never paid his dues for the Eight Prince’s roasted animals.

The Eighth Prince even suspected that his Uncle Ao Ye had spent all his spirit stones on wine.

After all, good wine was not cheap at all.

“Recently, there seems to be something going on in the Ice Cicada Forest. It might be the Underground’s Devils from last time. I am heading over to see if I can pick up anything,” Lu Jian said.

It had been a long time since he last made a move, and he felt like making a move.

“By the way, does Senior Brother Lu Jian know what the light beams in the Kunlun Main Hall are for?”

“Light beams? There are a total of nine beams. How many years will it be after all nine are lit up?”

“140 years?”

“What will happen after 140 years?”

“What day?”

“What cultivation does your brother-in-law have currently?”

The Eighth Prince was stunned.

“I see. Kunlun is really generous.”

Lu Jian smiled and said.

“Help me order a pot of good wine. I’ll go to the Frozen Cicada Forest to take a look first.”

After the Eighth Prince agreed, Lu Jian rode on his sword and headed out.

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“There are already people starting to keep their attention on the Ice Cicada Forest. What you did was too obvious.”

Fei Yuan looked at the white-robed man from the Heavenly Human Race and spoke in a low voice.

“It’s just increasing the success rate. The surroundings are already prepared. We can take action tonight.

Success or failure depends on how determined you guys are. It’s impossible to succeed by being timid.”

The white-clothed man from the Heavenly Human Race stood in midair. There was no emotion in his eyes, not a hint of color.

It was as if everything he did was nothing.

While others were fighting in fear, he was completely unmoved.

Other people might be fearful, but he would not show any strange emotions.

It was as if he had lost his emotions.

“In other words, we have to carry the resolution to die in order to obtain some benefits?” Fei Yuan looked at the man from the Heavenly Human Race and asked.

“What else?” The white-clothed male looked down at Fei Yuan and said.

“This is Kunlun.”