Panlong: Transcending from the Dominator of the Water System

Chapter 88 The Netherworld Flower Begins to Sprout, and the Supreme God of Destruction Descends

"This, this is the aura of the Netherworld Flower. Hope, what exactly is this Heart of Azure Asia?"

The Lord of Death looked at Hope with disbelief and couldn't help but ask. As the ruler who had controlled the Heart of the Underworld for many years, this was the first time the Lord of Death had seen such a treasure.

"This is a supreme treasure belonging to the Qingya Plane that I obtained at the beginning of time. As for what it is, who knows? Can you tell me what the Heart of the Underworld is?"

Hope shook his head slightly. Although he had held the Heart of Qingya for many years, there were still many things he didn't understand. In a sense, even Hongmeng probably couldn't fully comprehend the things born from this world.

As the essence and blood were integrated, the Heart of Qingya seemed to crave more blood, and its light began to flicker, with blood-red flower patterns appearing and disappearing.

"Are you sure you want to continue? To bring forth a new Netherworld Flower, it will likely consume a lot of your essence and blood, and you will be weak for a long time afterward."

Hope held the Heart of Azure in his right hand and looked solemnly at the Lord of Death as he spoke.

"I was prepared before I came to you."

The Lord of Death glanced at Hope, then his aura suddenly changed. A resolute glint flashed in his eyes.

"Om~~"

As a burst of crimson energy flashed, a dark red plant emerged inside the tower. The plant was a full ten thousand meters tall, covered with vines, each with a few blue leaves. Although it exuded an aura of death, it also possessed a unique aquatic life force along with the blue leaves.

"Tick!"

A long vine slowly descended onto the Heart of Azure Asia, and a powerful suction force came from it. Visibly, a large number of leaves on the Netherworld Flower withered.

After a while, the golden light of the Heart of Qingya was covered by a red glow, and then slowly rose into the air, causing the entire Qingya plane to tremble.

"Boom!"

Above the South China Sea, seawater surged back, and numerous water columns shot into the sky, forming a peculiar array pattern. A small, emerald-green island slowly rose, and on the island, a blood-red sprout slowly broke through the soil.

"call!"

The Lord of Death reverted to his water-elemental god avatar, but his face looked much paler, and he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Without a second thought, the Death Sovereign's attention quickly fell on the newly born Netherworld Island. The familiar aura emanating from the red buds made her body tremble involuntarily.

"Shh!"

The figure of the Lord of Death slowly landed on the Netherworld Island, looked at the tiny seedling, and carefully reached out to gently touch it.

The seedling, still unconscious, instinctively rubbed against the hand of the Lord of Death, as if sensing a blood connection.

"This little guy!"

The Lord of Death sensed the blood within the seedling's body, and a loving expression appeared on his face that he had never shown before.

"That's incredible!"

Hope's usually calm and collected face revealed a look of utter shock.

"What? Didn't you already create the new Four Divine Beasts? Why do you still find it unbelievable?"

The Lord of Death glanced at Hope with annoyance, his red eyes revealing a hint of speechlessness.

"No, that's not what I meant. I meant, you actually showed such a loving expression? I almost thought it was Zijing and Leisijing."

Hope shook her head slightly, her expression returning to calm.

As a being that existed before the birth of the Supreme Plane, Hope can be considered the oldest being in this world. Hope has known the Lord of Death for the longest time and understands the Lord of Death better than the Lord of Life in some aspects.

Although the Lord of Life always calls the Lord of Death "Big Sister," the Lord of Death is never a gentle, considerate, or caring person. If her subordinates are bullied, the Lord of Life will gently comfort them, while the Lord of Death will only scold her subordinates and then go and kill the bully.

Now, the Lord of Death showed a loving expression before the newly born Nether Flower, a look he had never displayed in countless years. "How long will it take for her to be born?"

The Lord of Death ignored Hope's words and changed the subject, asking a question directly.

"The Four Divine Beasts took trillions of years to develop, so she probably... um?"

Hope paused mid-sentence, then her right hand moved slightly, and the Heart of Azure Asia appeared in her hand.

"Such a rapid growth rate, why is there such a big difference?"

Hope held the Heart of Azure Asia, quietly sensing the new Netherworld Flower before her.

At this time, the Netherworld Flower, though only a seedling, possessed remarkable resilience and grew at a speed far exceeding that of the Four Divine Beasts of yesteryear. Unlike the Four Divine Beasts, which slowly absorbed energy through the Azure Plane, the Netherworld Flower seemed to absorb energy directly from the elemental ocean.

"At this rate, she could be born in a million years."

Hope did some careful calculations and gave a very unbelievable time.

"A million years? That's not a long time."

After the Lord of Death finished speaking, he slowly sat down next to the seedling, seemingly not planning to leave for the time being.

"A new Ghost Flower?"

Hope spread his divine sense and quickly scanned the entire Netherworld Island, carefully observing the interior of the Netherworld Flower.

After a long while, Hope withdrew his divine sense, shook his head, and realized that he knew nothing about the Netherworld Flower and could not see anything about it.

"Whoosh!"

Hope slightly raised her hand, and a large amount of seawater rose up, forming a huge protective shield that completely covered the entire Netherworld Island, ensuring that no outside life could enter and would not disturb the gestation of the Netherworld Flower.

"I'm going to complete the task assigned by the Supreme God first."

Hope greeted the Lord of Death, then turned and left the Netherworld Island.

The Lord of Death waved his hand, saying nothing more, but kept staring at the tiny Nether Flower, seemingly waiting until she was born.

"Shh!"

A streak of light, blue in color, flashed through the void and quickly arrived at the uninhabited area at the edge of the Qingya Plane.

This is the very edge of the entire plane, filled with numerous spatial rifts. Even a high-ranking god could be sucked in if he wasn't careful, as almost no one ever comes here.

Hope slowly took out two tokens stored in his spatial ring: the Five-Colored Blood Crystal and the Soul Essence. In an instant, the Wutie Black Sword seemed to sense something and emitted a buzzing sound.

Under the blessing of a peculiar energy of heaven and earth, the three tokens slowly rose into the air. The groove on the Wutie Black Sword emitted a peculiar fluctuation, and the five-colored blood crystal and the essence of the soul slowly merged into it.

The originally black blade was now enveloped in a gray energy, with a large amount of colorful light flowing across its surface, and a destructive energy that shook the heavens and the earth emerged.

The Sword of Destruction is complete!
Between heaven and earth, a terrifying and awe-inspiring pressure descended, and at this moment, all life in the Qingya plane felt an irresistible pressure.

A blurry gray figure slowly descended, transforming into a middle-aged man in a gray robe and gray hair.

His face was quite blurred, as if shrouded in gray destructive power. The sword of destruction flew out with a whoosh, so fast that even Hope couldn't see it clearly.

The middle-aged man in the gray robe gripped the Sword of Destruction, his figure solid. He was a man dressed in an ancient gray robe, with an aura of indifference and ruthlessness between his brows.

The supreme god of destruction has descended!

(End of this chapter)