Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon!-Chapter 809 - 807: Waiting for Someone

The reunion between master and disciple should have been a joyous occasion, but alas... this place is too strange.

Moreover, Wen Yuqing carried tasks upon her, having stepped into the End of Underworld and been tainted by many peculiar things, at this moment, she dared not make contact with Chen Pingping.

She could only halt at this point.

After suppressing Gui Hua, she briefly chatted with Chen Pingping and then took Gui Hua into the End of Underworld.

Chen Pingping slightly opened his mouth, his heart and mind in turmoil.

Why did it feel like every reunion brought him further and further away from his master?

Is that path truly so arduous?

How formidable are the adversaries that his master must face?

The Heavens...

Chen Pingping was numb.

As time passed, his efforts failed to shorten the distance between him and his master, instead, it grew ever wider.

The more he encountered enemies and touched things, the more powerless he felt.

He himself was only at the Saint King Realm, yet... the foes emerging now had long surpassed this realm, even those his master faced were similar.

That little girl just now? Called herself Lord of Weirdness?

Is she from the Heavens too?

His Six Tao was yet to be completed, the Ancient Road, the Ancient City, these paths were untraveled, lacking far too much.

There's still a Netherworld to go to; by then, he would face countless terrifying enemies again.

Thinking of this, he felt bewildered within.

But soon, he adjusted, not liking sadness, these emotions could exist, but should not overly impact him.

Dark Unparalleled was still pondering how to notify the clan members.

The Begonia Tree beside grew ever more urgent, the longer they stayed within the Dead Sea, the greater the danger for Lady Moon God.

Zi Ji was also anxious.

A short while ago, her chest suddenly heaved, and immediately, she faintly sensed something, saw a person chained up.

She felt inexplicably melancholic.

Only Jiang Ni'er remained calm, without sadness nor joy, quietly gazing at the End of Underworld, her thoughts unknown.

The Blackhead Duck continued his retreat, as did Mao Qiu; the Ancient Phoenix rotated her eyes, already itching to move, were it not for Gui Hua emerging just now, she might have ventured into the End of Underworld.

One must know, this is the root of the Netherworld!

Surely there are good things inside.

......

Land of Bitter Cold.

Upon the howling winds and snowy earth, several remained motionless, sternly fixated upon the "strange" atop the snowy mountain.

Just now, inadvertently, the figure nailed to the snowy mountain seemed to have come back to life, hmm... it couldn't be called resurrection, only a response can be said.

A dull aura fluctuated, silently and ceaselessly spreading.

Even Guang Xiaoyu, having once entered the Emperor Realm, felt the silent oppression at this moment.

She was solemn.

Aji took a deep breath: "If it were to resurrect, it'd be too terrifying, wouldn't it?"

Despite also hoping for "strange" to revive.

The power unleashed by a God-level Qi Refiner could not be compared by ordinary refiners.

If revived, "strange" could certainly change the situation in the Land of Bitter Cold.

But?

It was the True Martial Emperor who acted, a true God.

"It might not be impossible." At this moment, a voice spoke from not far away.

It was a middle-aged man.

He glanced at Aji, then looked toward Guang Xiaoyu, An, when his gaze reached Lao Huang, his expression involuntarily tightened.

Nonetheless, his gaze did not linger excessively.

These few before him were brought in by Aji, perhaps... friends...

Aji smiled: "Let me introduce, this is 'Yuan Clan', Yuan Qing, a Perfection Qi Refiner." Pausing, he continued: "This one is called Guang Xiaoyu."

The words were succinct.

As for Guang Xiaoyu's identity and background, only she could explain.

Yuan Qing nodded and approached the group, also gazing at the snowy mountain: "That battle back then was terrifying, most of 'strange's' battle power remained within the clansmen, hence, it suffered a triple-pronged ambush, True Martial Emperor, Nether Emperor..."

Then he suddenly fell silent.

An blinked with curiosity: "Only three routes?"

Yuan Qing widened his eyes: "And another, Lord of Weirdness."

What counts as weird?

Perhaps no one worldwide could explain clearly, only the first Lord of Weirdness could rightly elucidate.

The later little girl was the second generation.

She too participated in the Battle of Bitter Cold; Strange Power pierced through "strange's" body, even pressing down the Divine Soul.

Yet, within this Strange Power, there was no killing intention.

Subsequent generations of Yuan Family experts repeatedly researched before confirming one thing: Strange is not dead.

In the deepest parts of the Divine Soul, there remains a small prison, preserving "strange's" last Life Essence, once breaking through layers of encirclement.

The Life Essence can bloom; strange will resurrect anew.

Upon hearing this, Aji was greatly shocked: "The Lord of Weirdness held back?"

Yuan Qing nodded: "She did."

"How could she? How could she hold back? That person kills without a blink... she..." Saying this, Aji trailed off.

Back then suppressing the Emperor and Empress, later laying out in the Valley of Death, including imprisoning Boxwood, suppressing the Land of Bitter Cold, all maneuvered by the Lord of Weirdness behind the scenes.

In truth, when thoughts linger, she's persistently been an evil person's existence, yet... under her hand, life and realm maintained a trace of vitality.

Otherwise, the Emperor wouldn't have come out alive from the Valley of Death.

The heavens this instant would not endure until now.

Not a seal, but outright obliteration.

Aji suddenly lifted his head, pupils shrinking abruptly.

Yuan Qing continued: "Despite leaving one last trace of vitality, it was limited, dim, ready to extinguish at any moment, hence so many years passed, as we waited."

Amid the snowy mountain, an exceptionally fearsome force prevented approach, unless reaching God-level Qi Refiner.

Or, awaiting an opportunity.

"Expecting what?" Guang Xiaoyu instinctively asked.

"I sensed a similar aura fluctuation in you." Yuan Qing closely scrutinized Guang Xiaoyu, eyes now intense compared to earlier indifference.

That familiar aura fluctuation.

Longing.

Through the lingering ages, it was never forgotten.

Without waiting for Guang Xiaoyu to respond, Yuan Qing continued: "Waiting for someone, for her to awaken 'strange', then, enter Luo Feng Mountain, obliterate it, rewrite the Netherworld, and thereafter rescue the Emperor."

Guang Xiaoyu was solemn.

"I presume your entry into the Land of Bitter Cold wasn't merely to seek fortune?" Yuan Qing spoke: "Can you tell me your identity?"

He felt urgency.

"I'm not, but... I know her, the one you're waiting for could be my little junior sister, however... at present, she's drifting in the Dead Sea, my senior brother sent me to find you, to ignite the Undead Demon Tower, to guide my senior brother and little junior sister."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Qing was shaken, unable to maintain composure.

He trembled all over, lips quivering, hands under sleeves tightly clenched.

Yuan Qing didn't speak immediately.

Thereafter, numerous figures began to emerge from around, walking over through the flying snow.