Fantasy: Unparalleled Prince, Conquering the Heavens!-Chapter 688 - 692: Storm in the Netherworld_1

"We have won!"

"Haha, we won indeed..."

After confirming that the army from the Molting Dragon Heavenly Court had retreated, the tense frame of Lord Qingmu completely relaxed. He sank down into the Void, bursting into a hearty laugh.

But as he laughed, he began to cry.

The Great General had died!

Both Prime Ministers were no more!

The State Preceptor and all six Chiefs of Staff had perished!

One hundred and seventy thousand soldiers had fallen on the battlefield!

And what was achieved? Only severely injuring Jiao Hai and killing a few thousand soldiers of the Molting Dragon Heavenly Court!

"Sigh!"

Seeing Lord Qingmu's laughter mixed with tears, Yang Zaixing let out a sigh. His worries for the future of the human race deepened.

"Being weak in the Myriad Heavens and Worlds is the original sin!"

The Punishment Elder stepped forward and patted Yang Zaixing's shoulder, saying with a hopeful tone, "You have astonishing talent. Cultivate diligently. Perhaps one day, you will lead the human race to prosperity."

Yang Zaixing nodded solemnly in response, gripping his battle spear tightly. He said nothing, but his eyes blazed with a burning fire.

For the sake of the human race, he was willing to go through fire and water.

For no other reason than that he too was human!

「Tens of light years away.」

On a dead star, over two hundred thousand soldiers from the Molting Dragon Heavenly Court patrolled the surrounding Starfield, clad in armor and wielding immortal weapons.

During their patrol, many soldiers glanced at the silent stars, their eyes filled with worry.

Such powerful energy, it's impossible to dispel!

Inside the dead star, Jiao Shark was trying to expel the spear intent from Jiao Hai's body. But after several attempts, he failed. Instead, he ended up depleting most of his immortal power.

"Right General, you must save my General!" cried several commanders of the Left Guard, kneeling with a THUD, their eyes red as they kowtowed relentlessly.

"Worry not!" Jiao Shark first helped the kneeling commanders to their feet, then looked at the unconscious Jiao Hai. "I have served with your General for tens of millions of years. I will not stand by and do nothing!" He paused for a moment before immortal qi surged in his palm, coalescing into a small, sharp knife that glinted with a cold light.

Then, under the watchful gaze of everyone present, he plunged the knife into Jiao Hai's body, carving away all the flesh and bone tainted with the residual spear intent.

Blood gushed out.

Chunks of necrotic flesh and bone fell to the ground.

"Damn the Qin Dynasty's Saint's Court, for making our General suffer so!"

This scene tugged at the heartstrings of the watching commanders. Their fists clenched unconsciously, their killing intent palpable as they blamed everything on the Qin Dynasty's Saint's Court.

They never considered who had instigated this war.

An hour later, Jiao Hai's upper body was reduced to a few bones, glowing with an ominous white light. They were still connected to some flesh, bleeding ceaselessly. It was a horrifying sight.

"When your General wakes up, comfort him well!" Jiao Shark said. After confirming there was no immediate danger to Jiao Hai's life, he expelled a turbid breath, then turned and left.

A few commanders from the Left Guard rose to see him off.

More commanders, however, stood guard unwaveringly beside Jiao Hai.

"Where... am I?"

Four hours later, Jiao Hai fluttered his eyes open, asking weakly.

"General, you are awake! We are currently at the border of the human territory!" a Deputy General replied joyfully and respectfully.

Jiao Hai nodded. He instinctively placed his hands on his chest, only to touch hard bone instead of soft flesh. A sudden, ominous premonition surged within him.

He scrambled to sit up and saw the skeletal remains of his upper body.

"Condense!"

With a tremor of unease, Jiao Hai shakily circulated his immortal qi, preparing to regenerate his physical body.

Upon reaching the Immortal Realm, one could regenerate flesh and bone!

Ordinary injuries could be healed using immortal qi!

But soon, Jiao Hai despaired.

He discovered that his life source was damaged. Even if he circulated his immortal qi to its utmost limit, he was unable to reconstruct his immortal body.

How could this be!

"The Qin Dynasty's Saint's Court! It's all their fault! I will kill them! I will execute their king and extinguish their entire race!" Jiao Hai struggled to his feet, his crimson hair flying wildly, his eyes bloodshot, his face contorted in a ferocious snarl as he roared hysterically.

"General, calm yourself!"

"You are severely injured and need to recuperate! You mustn't engage in combat!"

The commanders of the Left Guard knelt, urgently trying to dissuade him. Despite their own grief, they could not let Jiao Hai act so recklessly.

Through this battle, they clearly understood that the Qin Dynasty's Saint's Court was powerful and not to be trifled with. Rushing in for revenge would not only fail but also place them in mortal danger.

Under the persuasion of the commanders, Jiao Hai finally managed to calm down.

However, as he touched his smooth bones, his eyes still blazed with murderous intent.

He wanted revenge!

Revenge!

「The Nether World!」

While the battle raged in the Red Dragon Starfield, Jiang Ziwen, riding Ao Bai, crossed mountains and rivers, admiring the exotic scenery, until he finally arrived at the Nether Capital.

On the flat, dark earth of the Nether World stood a black city, sprawling for hundreds of miles and soaring ten thousand feet high. It emanated a dense ghostly aura, resembling a colossal, crouching beast. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

"A dragon!"

"The Bone Dragon is here!"

At the city gates, thousands of city guards were thrown into a panic by the sight of the ten-thousand-foot Bone Dragon. After a long moment, a Profound Immortal realm Yin General flew out.

"Honorable Bone Dragon, what brings you to the Nether Capital?" the Yin General asked politely.

He was a common type of skeleton in the Nether World. Racially, he and Ao Bai might be considered kin, but he was originally a leopard, while Ao Bai was a true dragon. Therefore, despite his cultivation at the peak of the Profound Immortal Realm, his actual combat strength was far inferior to Ao Bai's.

"It is not I who seeks you, but my master who wishes to see the City Lord. Go and announce him!" Ao Bai rumbled, his voice like rolling thunder, carrying waves of draconic might that made the guards at the city gate tremble, nearly forcing them to their knees.

Even in death, he was still a dragon who roamed the heavens!

"Your master!"

The Yin General's heart trembled. He instinctively glanced at Jiang Ziwen, seated atop Ao Bai's head. A single look was enough to feel an immeasurable pressure, an supreme power that could suppress all.

"I will go and report immediately!" The Yin General quickly averted his gaze and, with a trace of trepidation, prepared to enter the city to make his report.

He recognized Ao Bai. A Bone Dragon of exceptional talent and a proud nature. He still remembered how, three thousand years ago, the City Lord of the Nether Capital had invited Ao Bai to join, offering him the position of Deputy City Lord, only to be refused. He couldn't imagine who could make Ao Bai willingly become a mount. Was the arrival of such a fearsome existence in the Nether Capital a blessing or a curse?

"There is no need to report!"

At that moment, an authoritative voice emanated from within the city. Before anyone appeared, it shook the Void and rocked the heavens and earth, like a celestial decree resonating through the world.

Ripples spread through the Void, and a cloud of ghostly energy materialized.

A towering figure, one hundred thousand feet tall, stood with his hands clasped behind his back. He wore official robes, his face indistinct, only his eyes visible. They were wreathed in the Power of Yin God Laws, making heaven and earth tremble.

"Greetings, City Lord!" The Yin General prostrated himself, bowing respectfully.

Thousands of guards and hundreds of millions of ghostly inhabitants within the city all knelt in unison.

Within a ten-thousand-li radius, everyone except Ao Bai and Jiang Ziwen prostrated themselves, utterly humbled, as if worshipping a deity.