My son is about to break through.

"stop!"

Seeing the Nine Nether God Lord in dire straits, a malevolent god lord covered in dark red scales and with a single horn on his head roared out in anger, his voice booming like thunder.

Flames surged around him as he desperately tried to save the precarious Nine Nether God from the Yellow Springs.

However, Gu Qingfeng ignored the fierce attacks from other gods.

With a slight thought, the phantom of the eighteen levels of hell behind him suddenly shone brightly and descended with a roar, the layers of hellish scenery seemingly transforming into a real barrier.

Terrifying phenomena such as mountains of knives, seas of fire, boiling oil, and icebergs intertwine to form an indestructible realm of death.

It forcefully blocked the advance of the other twelve evil god lords, keeping most of their violent attacks at bay.

At the same time, the mighty Yellow Springs water surged and roared, and the turbid river surface suddenly surged with towering waves, like a ferocious dragon, precisely sweeping towards the Nine Nether God Lord who was already at his last gasp.

A powerful suction force emanated from the river, directly binding the massive evil god form of the heavily injured Nine Nether God Lord tightly and dragging it violently towards the riverbed!

"Do not--!"

The Nine Nether God Lord was terrified. He struggled frantically, his remaining demonic energy erupting desperately in an attempt to shake off the Yellow Springs water that surrounded him and escape the suppression of this River of Death.

On his shattered chest, newly sprouted flesh buds struggled to writhe under the nourishment of demonic energy, attempting to repair the injury.

However, the laws of death contained in the waters of the underworld are like the most vicious curse, constantly eroding his vitality and making the repair process extremely slow.

Now, the Nine Nether God Lord has suffered unprecedented injuries, with his strength reduced to less than one-tenth. Facing the Yellow Springs, he has absolutely no chance of escaping.

His struggles seemed so pale and powerless in the face of the surging river.

"Save me——!"

He only had time to let out a mournful wail filled with despair and resentment before his enormous evil god form, like an insect caught in a spider's web, was completely submerged and swallowed by the turbulent, muddy river water, disappearing beneath the rolling waves.

The Yellow Springs River, with its power to corrode all things and annihilate even the most powerful gods would suffer greatly if they fell into it, let alone the Nine Nether Gods who are now critically injured and on the verge of death.

Beneath the river, countless pale, twisted spirits, like sharks that have smelled blood, frantically pounced on the body of the Nine Nether God Lord.

They tore at his flesh, gnawed at his bones, and devoured his soul, which contained immense energy.

The extremely mournful howls and roars continued to faintly emanate from the depths of the Yellow Springs. Through the turbid river water, one could even vaguely see the desperately struggling and twisted broken figure of the Nine Nether God Lord.

But all his efforts were in vain, and he was unable to break free. Instead, his life force was weakening at an alarming rate.

The other evil gods and their lords witnessed this scene and were filled with rage and fury.

There may not be any deep kinship between them and the Lord of the Nine Netherworlds.

But it was absolutely unacceptable that Gu Qingfeng, under the combined attack of the fourteen Divine Lords, could still so recklessly kill one of them.

Such practices.

It was tantamount to slapping the face of the entire Immortal God Kingdom in front of all the onlookers in the myriad realms.

more importantly.

They also had some understanding of Huang Quan's strange characteristic of becoming more powerful the more living beings it devoured, through detailed information from the battle of the Ten Thousand Buddha Divine Kingdom.

and so.

The other gods would not stand idly by and watch the Nine Nether God be devoured by the Yellow Springs, thus further enhancing the power of this strange treasure.

however--

Just as the many gods were enraged and unleashed their powers, their violent force finally shattered the suppression domain formed by the phantoms of the eighteen levels of hell, creating a gap.

Then a phantom image of the Great Dao fell down, foreshadowing the fall of a top-tier god-king.

Followed by.

With a flick of his sleeve, Gu Qingfeng unleashed a torrent of turbid river water, like a raging flood bursting its banks, which surged with a devastating wave and swept over the thirteen divine lords who had just broken through their domains and whose old power was exhausted and whose new power had not yet been generated.

The sheer force of it seemed to engulf the entire chaos!
"not good!!"

The Heavenly Demon Lord was the first to be hit, and his expression instantly changed drastically with horror.

He could clearly sense that the Yellow Springs were now even more powerful than before.

The Heavenly Demon God Lord dared not hold back in the slightest; the remaining intact arms of his ten-thousand-foot-tall evil god true body danced wildly, unleashing earth-shattering power.

Powerful divine abilities rained down on the surging waves of the Yellow Springs as if they were free.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The supernatural power collided violently with the river water, producing a deafening roar.

The mighty Yellow Springs River was violently shaken and even scattered by this raging force, but many of the splashing turbid water droplets, as if they had a life of their own, still landed on the massive body of the Heavenly Demon God.

"Chichichichi——!"

The water droplets made contact with the demon's body and immediately emitted a corrosive sound that made your teeth ache.

His incredibly resilient body, strong enough to withstand the impact of stars, was as if it had been doused with concentrated sulfuric acid, emitting bursts of bluish-black smoke. His skin quickly turned charred and ulcerated, leaving pits of varying depths.

This scene.

This made the Heavenly Demon God's face extremely ugly and gloomy.

He never imagined that Gu Qingfeng's strength would be so formidable.

Despite being besieged by the combined forces of their fourteen top-tier god lords, they not only did not suffer a swift defeat, but were also able to find an opportunity to kill the Nine Nether God Lord with lightning speed.

What I didn't even expect was.

The existence of the Yellow Springs is even more bizarre and terrifying than described in the intelligence reports.

After devouring a god-lord at the peak of the ninth tribulation, its power increased significantly again, making it even more difficult to deal with.

But before the Heavenly Demon God could recover from the shock and the stinging pain in his body, Gu Qingfeng had already arrived in an instant, stepping on the surging Yellow Springs waves, like the ruler of death!

The power of the Netherworld Path, like an invisible shackle, once again pressed down on the Heavenly Demon God.

At the same time, Gu Qingfeng clenched his right fist, and a terrifying power that seemed capable of annihilating the eternal starry sky gathered within it. Then, he unleashed a simple and unadorned punch.

This seemingly simple and unadorned punch, when it landed in the eyes of the Heavenly Demon Lord who was in a state of shock, seemed to present an apocalyptic scene of the world collapsing and the universe crumbling and being destroyed. A deadly sense of crisis instantly enveloped his soul.

Such terrifying power left this top god-lord from the Immortal God Kingdom with no time to think. He could only suppress all distracting thoughts, roar, and mobilize the remaining power in his body. He clenched his remaining arm into a fist and fiercely met the attack.

"boom--!!!"

Two terrifying forces, each capable of easily destroying a vast world, collided violently once again without any fancy moves.

Blinding light and a destructive energy storm swept through once again.

But this time.

It was accompanied by a clear, heart-stopping cracking sound.

All that could be seen was that the Heavenly Demon God's several arms that were used to meet the attack were shattered and exploded inch by inch, starting from the fists!

The black, foul-smelling divine blood, imbued with a strong and eerie aura, mixed with broken immortal bones and flesh, sprayed into the void like a fountain, staining that area black.

These severe injuries made the already pale face of the Heavenly Demon God even paler, and his aura also noticeably weakened.

next interest.

Giving him no chance to catch his breath or recover, the surging waters of the Yellow Springs swept in once more.

Amidst the turbid waves, countless grotesque and silently howling ghosts stretched out their pale arms once more, densely packed, like water demons demanding death, trying to drag the wounded Heavenly Demon Lord into that eternal abyss of death.

"Explode!!" Faced with such a life-or-death threat, how could the Heavenly Demon God dare to hesitate even for a moment? A trace of pain and determination flashed in his eyes.

With a swift thought, he unleashed the dozen or so demonic treasures, each unique in shape and radiating powerful energy, that had remained intact, sending them hurtling towards the encroaching Yellow Springs waters and countless vengeful spirits.

Just as these treasures were swallowed and entangled by the waters of the underworld.

The Heavenly Demon Lord steeled his heart, and with a sudden thought, forcibly severed the connection with these life-bound treasures, and activated all the energy contained within them.

"boom!!!"

The simultaneous detonation of over a dozen extremely high-quality treasures was terrifying beyond measure!
Even the mighty and unpredictable Yellow Springs was blasted by this sudden, concentrated, terrifying self-destruction, causing the river water to churn and the waves to surge backward.

The previously unstoppable momentum that was about to completely overwhelm the Heavenly Demon God also came to a halt.

Seize this precious, fleeting opportunity.

The Heavenly Demon God Lord endured the excruciating pain in his soul caused by the destruction of the supreme treasure, as well as the waves of weakness emanating from his physical body.

Like a startled bird, it instantly retreated millions of miles, barely managing to escape and temporarily escape the Yellow Springs' devouring range.

All of this thrilling battle, from the fall and being devoured by the Nine Nether God Lord to the injury of the Heavenly Demon God Lord and his forced self-destruction of his supreme treasure to save his life, happened almost in the blink of an eye.

The arrival was so rapid that the other deities almost couldn't react in time.

At that moment, Gu Qingfeng realized that he could no longer take advantage of the situation to kill the Heavenly Demon God.

With a slight sense of regret, he abandoned the idea of ​​continuing the pursuit, and instead, his figure flashed, drawing upon the Netherworld Dao to summon the Yellow Springs, and he met the barrage of divine powers from the other gods, and a new round of chaotic battle broke out once again.

……

In the chaotic void, thirteen towering, terrifying figures were engaged in a protracted and brutal battle with a figure surrounded by the aura of death and the waters of the Yellow Springs River.

Each collision contains a terrifying power capable of shattering galaxies and reversing yin and yang.

The lingering energy easily caused the chaos of billions of miles to return to nothingness.

The nearby immortal realms and ancient stars, unable to dodge in time, were like fragile bubbles, unable to even struggle before quietly turning into dust and disappearing without a trace.

The ancient stars shattered and disintegrated amidst mournful cries.

The ancient galaxy was dimmed and eventually extinguished by the aftershocks of the battle.

The sheer scale and unimaginable scope of this battle shocked and terrified all the forces and powerful individuals in the Endless Immortal Realm who were able to sense the situation.

Maybe a year.

It could be ten years, or even a hundred years. In this chaotic and fierce battle, the concept of time has become blurred.

Gu Qingfeng himself had forgotten how long he had been fighting with these thirteen god lords.

The imperial robe he wore, a symbol of the majesty of the Xuan Tian Immortal Emperor, had long been tattered and stained with mottled bloodstains, whether from himself or his enemies, after repeated violent energy impacts.

New wounds kept appearing on his incredibly strong body, some so deep that bone was visible. The strange power that left these wounds was trying to hinder their healing.

However, at the same time, old injuries are constantly healing, scabbing, and falling off at a visible speed under the nourishment of the power of the underworld, returning to their original state.

Because his sea of ​​consciousness contains a projection of the entire Netherworld, he is the lord of the Netherworld.

As long as the underworld exists, a continuous and extremely pure netherworld power will emerge from the depths of nothingness.

Like an inexhaustible spring, it replenished the energy consumed by Gu Qingfeng's intense battle, repairing his damaged body and soul.

and so.

Even though such a high-intensity battle lasted for a hundred years, the aura emanating from Gu Qingfeng and the strength he displayed showed no signs of weakening.

On the contrary, due to the continuous battles, his use of his own power and the Netherworld Dao became more and more skillful and sharp.

Looking at the powerful figures like the Heavenly Demon God, they became increasingly alarmed as the battle progressed, a chill involuntarily rising in their hearts.

A century of bloody war.

The thirteen divine beings were also not having an easy time.

They are not the rulers of the underworld, and do not possess such near-infinite regenerative abilities.

A century of sustained, all-out effort is also a huge burden for them.

Each of the deities now bears injuries, some minor and some severe, and their aura has noticeably weakened compared to when they first appeared.

Looking at Gu Qingfeng's side, his strength showed no signs of weakening; on the contrary, he became stronger with each battle.

Such a bizarre and terrifying situation naturally filled them with unprecedented horror and unease.

With this shift in balance, the scales of the battle are quietly tipping.

……

Time, in battles at this level, seems to lose its meaning.

Three hundred years!
Five hundred years!
A thousand years!

……

This fierce siege continued for three thousand years.

Finally, one of the deities became the first to succumb to the pressure.

A tiny, almost imperceptible delay in his attack caused by a momentary mismatch in power revealed a fleeting, fatal flaw in his defensive system.

For Gu Qingfeng, who had waited for three thousand years, this flaw was enough.

A cold glint flashed in his eyes like lightning streaking across a desolate starry sky, seizing this fleeting opportunity.

With a single step, he moved closer to his opponent as if by teleportation.

On his right palm, the Netherworld Dao Laws condensed to their extreme, transforming into a massive black seal that seemed capable of suppressing all the cycles of reincarnation. Ignoring the hasty interception of the other God Lords, it pressed down on that God Lord head-on.

The deity's face turned deathly pale instantly, and he hurriedly mobilized all the remaining power within his body to defend himself.

But alas, he is now at his last gasp, and signs of his impending doom are already emerging.

"Oh!"

Gu Qingfeng's powerful and domineering palm strike, imbued with pure strength, shattered his arm into pieces!

The terrifying power, with its unstoppable momentum, slammed into the latter's ancient body with overwhelming force.

"Crack——!"

A teeth-grinding sound of breaking was heard.

The god's chest instantly caved in with a large hole, and his internal organs were instantly reduced to dust by that palm strike.

Such a fatal blow caused the deity to suddenly open his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, his face filled with disbelief and extreme horror.

"Destroy!"

But just as his soul was about to escape his mangled body, Gu Qingfeng's icy, emotionless voice, like the pronouncement of death, rang out once more.

The Yellow Springs waters, which had been gathering momentum for a long time, seemed to have a life of their own, instantly engulfing the void where the god was located, giving him no chance to catch his breath or escape.

The turbid river swept over it, dragging its broken body and its struggling soul into the bottomless abyss of the underworld.

Upon witnessing this scene, the Heavenly Demon God and other evil god lords were all deeply shaken.

They tried to intervene and rescue them, but they were too late, and could only watch helplessly as their opponent was swallowed by the terrifying underworld. (End of Chapter)