Your Lord Has A Screw Loose?-Chapter 327 - 329: Netherworld Severed, Spiritual Energy Depleted

Chapter 327: Chapter 329: Netherworld Severed, Spiritual Energy Depleted

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“…” Qin Muye was utterly exasperated, “This is an environmental factor, this area is just too much like the Underworld, so look what happened to me.”

“…” As he was about to act, Qin Muye couldn’t help but feel frustrated. He thought it was rather inappropriate for a protagonist who possessed the Talent of the Child of Destiny to say something like this to him—a phrase that should have been reserved for villains and supporting characters, and extras like him.

“Dad, we need to recognize our place. What the protagonists can do, we villains simply can’t.” Ji Shan said very tactfully.

“Stop blabbering, just lend me your Divine Skills. I’ve been preparing for so long just to pull off a big thing.”

“Alright, it won’t break then.”

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“First time in the Underworld, how does it feel?” Qin Muye tightened his outer skin, seemingly struggling to hold it together, as if it was about to burst.

“Okay, start. I also want to see just how vast my Divine Skills really are.” Ji Shan was actually quite curious to know how strong his Nine Tripods Divine Power was. He only knew it had great potential, but it was still just potential. The power Qin Muye unleashed through the device actually simulated some future extent.

“Just lending like that.” After saying this, Qin Muye stuffed Ji Shan into a massive mechanical device.

“Don’t mess around. Later, if you fumble around and mess it up, remember, this thing is high-tech.” Qin Muye’s voice came through.

“Are you sure?” Ji Shan felt his dad was definitely finding an excuse to shift the blame, thankful it could be shifted to the environment because otherwise, it might very well fall on him.

“Weird, didn’t you say you were a respectable Scholar? How do you have such a gadget?” Ji Shan asked. In his memory, Qin Muye was a Cultivation expert, yet he unexpectedly pulled out such a sci-fi device, claiming it was high-tech, which really seemed a bit like he was playing the villain.

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“Hiss~so terrifying!!!” Ji Shan couldn’t help but gasp.

“I know plenty of things, enough for you to learn for a lifetime. Alright, I’m starting now. If you feel uncomfortable, just yell, and I’ll reduce the power.” Qin Muye said.

“If I yell ‘give me a break,’ can I achieve the effect of your Child of Destiny’s power?” Qin Muye suddenly blurted out, asking Ji Shan.

“A bit, dad, is your skin tearing? I feel a cold wind whooshing into my forehead.” Ji Shan shifted to one side and noticed red and black smoke occasionally rising from Qin Muye’s skin.

“How do I borrow it?” Ji Shan didn’t continue chatting with Qin Muye, knowing it was time to take action.

After all, the Primordial Spirit is not irreplaceable by the body.

But what they didn’t know was, there was no next era of Spiritual Energy anymore.

And the Tidal World was like a big fool, letting Qin Muye guide the continuous cleaving of the Underworld areas outside the walls of the two realms with the Nine Tripods.

Then, Qin Muye didn’t plan to dwell too much on his humanoid issues with Ji Shan. After all, that could be slowly dealt with later. The priority was to complete the main quest at hand.

Then, nine gigantic Bronze Tripods appeared outside the city walls. Black and red Magic Power spread continuously, and the area outside the walls began crumbling uncontrollably.

Even more terrifying, those ancestors who lived for thousands of years began to repay the extra life they had lived.

Alright, no need to blame anyone in particular, it was Qin Muye’s doing. He likes freeloading; using the blade that cuts through the Netherworld by employing the Tidal World, and naturally, the blade is driven by the Spiritual Energy of Earth and the Netherworld Water blocked by the walls between the realms.

Soon, Qin Muye refocused his attention back to the Nine Tripods. While it seemed he was controlling the Tripods, he was actually using the Heaven’s Will of refining the Nine Tripods to guide and communicate with the entire world.

Netherworld tributaries broke, Spiritual Energy depleted, and all Cultivators on Earth sensed this simultaneously.

Even Ji Shan was shocked. He hadn’t expected Qin Muye’s real strength to be so formidable. If you’re already this strong, why do you even need to borrow his Heaven’s Will?

Ji Shan hadn’t even realized what was happening by the time he was already inside, quite curious about what this thing really was.

Inside the Nine Tripods, the entire world’s convergence was being triggered, causing Earth to become increasingly unstable.

It was as if a tremendous force was slicing the two worlds apart.

Just like Qin Muye, truly powerful.

However, as Netherworld and Underworld gradually drifted away, everyone in horror discovered another fact: after the disappearance of Spiritual Energy, Resources also turned into waste, and even the Spiritual Power within their bodies was also vanishing.

How long one could hold out was all gain; as for the younger generation they once cherished? That was no longer a concern for the elders.

Oh, since Ji Shan was with him as the antagonist, that was fine.

Qin Muye’s skin cracked open, revealing a terrifying Abyss from within the fissure.

Qin Muye nodded, “Confirmed, definitely, and certainly.”

The body of Qin Muye instantaneously shattered, revealing the towering Abyss.

Qin Muye intended to sever the Netherworld Water, but there was a problem—what if retaliation followed from the Netherworld after he did?

Even some elders, while a trifling amount of Spiritual Energy still existed, began to blood-refine extensively to enhance their own Spiritual Power, regardless of the impure mixture of forces, as long as it secured their own survival, they wouldn’t care much further.

It was like finding a scapegoat; so it’s said Heaven’s Will Blade, but in fact, it meant he took the money, and the world took the blame—a different way to word it.

Although it’s said that the device has a detection function, it still needs a preventive measure.

With the demise of high-end powers, order also gradually restored; at least, Slaughter gradually disappeared, ordinary people again rose to the top of the ecological niche.

So he used Heaven’s Will as the blade, and if there were issues, they wouldn’t seek out Qin Muye but would turn to this world.

So now these resources concerned their everything.

Everyone was screaming impossibilities because the era of Spiritual Energy couldn’t just be so brief, not even reaching its peak before abruptly halting; the elders couldn’t carry another era on their shoulders.

They appeared extremely afraid; the disappearance of Spiritual Energy meant that their power, lifespan, rights, etc., were also disappearing.

He could feel his device floating in the Abyss, and then he thought of something: ‘Is the Primordial Spirit too strong to be sustained by the body?’

Whether novices or family elders who spanned eras and were still slumbering.

Otherwise, it wouldn’t be such a hassle to cut off this stream of Netherworld Water.

At that moment, his mind was flooded with numerous thoughts.

Therefore, this also gave Ji Shan a new idea: ‘If the body is too frail, then focus on developing the Primordial Spirit. Could it mean that the body restricts the Primordial Spirit?’

It’s all about original soup turning into original food, ensuring that the other party can’t see there’s such a person stirring up trouble; if they really went investigating, it’s most likely they would only trace it back to the world’s doing.

Originally, Spiritual Energy should have grown vigorously, but it began to wither, as if some existence was crazily swallowing up these energies.

Instantly after the Spiritual Energy depleted, the order of the samples on Earth collapsed, and all powerful beings began crazily snatching various cultivation resources. They still had Spiritual Power within them, but without Spiritual Energy replenishment, Spiritual Power would also eventually vanish—without the nourishment of Spiritual Power, their Realms would regress, their lifespans would diminish, and they might even die on the spot.

Observing from the device, Ji Shan was also stunned. He knew this thing was exclusive to the protagonist; just by yelling “Break it for me,” be it Realms, Sealings, or difficulties, all would be shattered.

In his eyes, Qin Muye was the Primordial Spirit, only that the appearance of the Primordial Spirit was somewhat odd.

As soon as this thought appeared, it was as if Ji Shan had found clarity through the fog—why stick to the human form when the Primordial Spirit’s immense power cannot be contained by the body?

This meant, don’t even talk about yelling “Break it for me”; even yelling for thirty years in the east and thirty years in the west would be useless, as they usually stood on the opposing side of the protagonist, listening to the protagonist’s cries of “Break it for me.”

Pondering this, he then suddenly perceived movement within the Nine Tripods inside his body.

He saw the world quaking, the walls between the two realms crumbling inch by inch, like blood vessels collapsing, making the Netherworld surge as if unwilling to part with a world.

As to whether it could be developed to this extent, it depended on whether he could dig it out himself; then, naturally, it would be an effort to surpass the previous by innovating upon the original.

As a Qi Refiner who had completed the Nine Tripods Divine Power, he indeed realized that his body was gradually failing to keep up with the Primordial Spirit, even subtly becoming a burden. After seeing the true form of Qin Muye, he understood; it was better to focus on the Primordial Spirit than to develop the body.