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Chapter 450 The Battle in the Netherworld

Looking at the tongue on the ground, Feng Jin's eyes twitched.

But the pain of losing his tongue only accounted for a small part of his experience; he was mostly filled with fear.

If Feng Jin could understand that his arm was severed because of the power of the God of Chaos, since he was not someone he could contend with.

But what about the tongue?

Feng Jin didn't even sense any fluctuations in Yin energy before her tongue fell off.

During the process, Wang Taihong did not make any move, nor did he feel anything was wrong, but even so, he was attacked!
What exactly did Wang Taihong do?
Besides, how did Wang Taihong manage to communicate with the 'sacrifice' while being bound by him?

Feng Jin's gaze swept over Wang Taihong's bleeding mouth, and suddenly she seemed to understand something.

Just as Feng Jin was pondering, Li Yifeng and the others, having 'killed' the other four guides, all gathered around.

Looking at the tongue and severed arm in front of Feng Jin, the four of them had a solemn expression.

They did not lose consciousness in the instant everything stopped, so they all knew that they had not actually killed the four guides.

Similarly, they were also wary of Wang Taihong, who was already floating in mid-air.

This sense of apprehension completely erased their disdain for cultivators in the mortal world!
They had never experienced a state where their bodies were out of control and their fate was left to destiny.

Even during their past sparring matches with the Xia family, they never felt that sense of powerlessness.

Is this the difference between them and the gods of this corrupt world?

They thought they were very close, but now it seems that even the most powerful elder in their family might not be able to cause any effective damage to the God of Chaos.

If we encounter something like that again, wouldn't it be a case of everyone dying?
Thinking of this, Li Yifeng and the others all turned their attention to Xia Xianfeng, who had not made any move.

Is the Xia family suitable?
Just as everyone was lost in thought, they suddenly heard Wang Taihong's voice.

"Do you know what the power of God is?"

Even though Wang Taihong's mouth hadn't moved at all, the sound still reached everyone's ears.

Just then, Li Yifeng heard Chen Delong next to him suddenly let out a muffled groan.

When Li Yifeng saw the piece of tongue sticking out of Chen Delong's mouth, he was shocked.

"When?"

Li Yifeng suddenly turned his gaze to Wang Taihong, who was standing with his hands behind his back in mid-air.

"How did he do that?"

He initially thought that the distance between them was too great for him to notice any signs of an attack on Feng Jin.

But now, he doesn't think so anymore.

Li Yifeng wanted to ask Chen Delong what he had just discovered, but since his tongue was gone, even if Chen Delong knew something, could he tell them?

Li Yifeng was irritated, and his anger was rising uncontrollably.

Are we just going to wait to be humiliated?
Li Yifeng's eyes were bloodshot, and two flames ignited within them.

In the blink of an eye, a large amount of flames surged from his body, and a flame dragon head as tall as his body condensed.

"Die!"

"Ang~"

A dragon's roar emanated from Li Yifeng, and then the dragon's head shot out from his body.

Behind the dragon's head, there was a dragon body that was dozens of meters long!
In the blink of an eye, the fire dragon that appeared from Li Yifeng's body collided with Wang Taihong in mid-air.

But what happened next left Li Yifeng stunned.

The fire dragon that distorted space didn't collide with anything; it simply passed right through Wang Taihong's body!
"how is this possible?"

Li Yifeng manipulated the fire dragon, which was just about to fly out of his control, to turn its head and charge towards Wang Taihong, who was standing with his hands behind his back.

But everything that had just happened reappeared in Li Yifeng's eyes.

No matter how many times the fire dragon attacked in mid-air, it could not reach Wang Taihong.

It's as if Wang Taihong isn't even there!
Li Yifeng was frustrated, controlling the fire dragon but not knowing who to attack.

With a ruthless determination, he made the fire dragon coil around Wang Taihong's figure in mid-air and detonate it!

A deafening explosion rang out, and the heatwave whipped up a gust of wind that made everyone's clothes flutter wildly.

But at that moment, Wang Taihong floated out from the center of the flames in mid-air.

Not only was he unharmed, but his clothes weren't even dirty!
Looking down at Li Yifeng from his vantage point, Wang Taihong slowly extended his right hand and pointed it at Li Yifeng in the air.

"It seems that you do not know what the power of God is."

"God said, 'Pull out the tongue!'"

A voice rang in Li Yifeng's ear, and it felt like someone was whispering in his ear while leaning on his shoulder.

Before Li Yifeng could even feel the shock, an indescribable pain shot through his mouth.

puff!
Another severed tongue was spat out onto the ground.

Thus, the number of severed tongues on the ground has reached three!

At this moment, Wang Taihong, who was in mid-air, began to move his fingers again.

"Since that's the case, then I will let you experience what the power of a god truly is!"

Suddenly, the finger stopped on Liu Xingyun's body.

A gentle, flowing force spread across an area of ​​tens of meters, which Liu Xingyun intended to use to stop the possible attack.

But then, a voice rang in his ear.

"God said, 'Pull out the tongue!'"

Liu Xingyun's pupils trembled. He wanted to defend himself, but he didn't know how.

Just as he was bracing himself for his tongue to be cut off, a familiar voice rang out.

"I thought you had really become a god."

As soon as he finished speaking, a golden sword light flashed past Liu Xingyun.

That's Xia Xianfeng's sword!
After the sword swept past, nothing changed or any sound was heard, but Wang Taihong's outstretched hand in the distance was severed at the root.

pat!

As the hand landed, everyone's expression changed.

Li Yifeng and the others felt a mixture of surprise and complex emotions.

Surprisingly, Xia Xianfeng was able to attack Wang Taihong.

The complicated part is that Xia Xianfeng can attack Wang Taihong.

As expected, the Great Xia still belongs to the Xia family. Only the Xia family has the power to fight against the gods.

Meanwhile, Wang Taihong, suspended in mid-air, looked on with surprise, confusion, and disbelief.

Wang Taihong didn't understand why he, who had sacrificed the power of four gods and had become the strongest being below the God of Chaos, and could be called a demigod, would be injured.
"why?"

Wang Taihong's voice rang in everyone's ears once again.

Xia Xianfeng raised his hand, grabbed the golden longsword that flew back, and held it with one hand.

He looked up at Wang Taihong.

"I don't like looking up at people."

He swung his longsword, which flew into the air, but it did not fly towards Wang Taihong. Instead, it swept across the void, turned a corner, and flew back into Xia Xianfeng's hand.

At this moment, no one's attention was on the flying sword; they were all drawn to Wang Taihong's head, which had fallen from his neck.

pat!

The head bounced a few times after hitting the ground, then faced the crowd and stopped.

Looking down at the severed heads on the ground, Xia Xianfeng smiled.

"So, does this demigod have any other divine power to demonstrate?"

Wang Taihong's body fell from the air, grabbing his own head and placing it on his neck, then picking up his severed right hand.

Although the cracks were still there, they didn't affect movement at all. Wang Taihong looked at Xia Xianfeng, the disdain in his eyes gone, replaced by confusion.

"How did you do that?"

Wang Taihong was not afraid, because he knew that as long as his connection with that person remained, he would not die.

He just didn't understand, he really didn't understand.

Why is the other party attacking me? I have already merged with that person and am no longer in the mortal world, so why can the other party attack me?
Was it because of that sword?
Or perhaps it's some special research finding from the Bureau of Polls?

Impossible. If the Bureau of Public Opinion Research could develop such a capability, what would be left for NGOs to do? And how could the Underworld possibly be subtly above the Bureau of Public Opinion Research?

what exactly is it?
Wang Taihong looked at Xia Xianfeng, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

If I can't guess, then I won't guess.

Once he defeats his opponent, no one in the world can threaten him!

Immediately, Wang Taihong mobilized the power hidden within his body.

In an instant, the perspective changed.

Wang Taihong felt as if his consciousness had broken through some kind of barrier, and then everything went black. The surroundings became pitch black, leaving only his own body and Xia Xianfeng's body shining faintly in the darkness.

With a smirk, Wang Taihong looked ahead at Xia Xianfeng.

"Now, I'd like to see how you managed to hurt me."

Wang Taihong raised his hand and pointed at Xia Xianfeng. A ripple spread from Wang Taihong's fingertip and headed towards Xia Xianfeng.

The ripples drew closer, but Xia Xianfeng did not react at all.

Wang Taihong scoffed.

"So, it was just someone using a tool..."

Suddenly, Wang Taihong's eyes widened!
Xia Xianfeng, who hadn't reacted at all, moved!
It wasn't walking, nor running; rather, yet another Xia Xianfeng emerged from his body!
With just one slap, Xia Xianfeng, who had emerged from the crowd, shattered his attack.

"How? How is this possible! Who are you?!"

"You, you also guided the master into your body!? You are also a demigod?"

"Yes, definitely, otherwise how could you have entered this space! We are the same kind, haha, we are the same kind!"

"Join me, and together we will make this world the way we want it to be!"

"Let's share it all equally!"

Wang Taihong watched with a manic expression as Xia Xianfeng walked towards him.

"We are one with the Lord. As long as the Lord is here, neither of us will die."

"You can't kill me, and I can't kill you, so why bother fighting?"

Wang Taihong extended his hand.

"When you and I are together, things are bound to change... uh!"

Wang Taihong was puzzled as he looked at Xia Xianfeng's hand gripping his own throat.

Immediately, a special force entered Wang Taihong's body from Xia Xianfeng's hand; that force was half cold and half hot.

Wang Taihong wanted to say something, but then his body was torn apart from the neck down and sucked into Xia Xianfeng's hands and obliterated.

In the blink of an eye, only the black and white energies swirling and merging in Xia Xianfeng's palm remained in the darkness.

"That's really noisy."

"Even without you, the Great Xia Dynasty still belongs to my Xia family."

After saying that, Xia Xianfeng took a deep breath, and the black and white energies reappeared in his hands. He tore open the void, and a crack appeared in front of him.

In the blink of an eye, Xia Xianfeng had slipped inside.

As soon as he entered, Xia Xianfeng felt a chill run down his spine. Then, he heard Wang Taihong still cursing loudly.

"meet again."

Xia Xianfeng rushed forward with a smile and grabbed the terrified Wang Taihong.

"Are you really going to drive us to our utter destruction?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Wang Taihong was torn to shreds once again by the black and white energy in Xia Xianfeng's hands.

"To wipe them out completely? Heh, if I could, I wouldn't mind."

The black and white energies reappeared in his hands, but this time, Xia Xianfeng tore them apart much more slowly.

After a long while, a small opening was torn in the darkness.

Swish!
Xia Xianfeng disappeared from the spot and reappeared in another dark place. This time, the physical pressure was even greater.

However, Wang Taihong did not make any move at this moment. He just stood there blankly, without any reaction.

"They've already lost their independent consciousness by the third level?"

Xia Xianfeng shook his head and chuckled.

"I really thought you were a demigod, capable of maintaining consciousness at the fifth level."

"It seems I can deal with you without returning to the ancestral land. As for you on the fourth and fifth levels, whether you are destroyed or not is irrelevant."

With a reach, the black and white energies tore Wang Taihong to pieces.

This time, Xia Xianfeng did not try again.

Reaching the third level on his own was already the limit. There were only about ten people in the family who could reach the fourth level, and only three who could reach the fifth level. As for the level that could truly reach the level of the God of the Turbid World... no one could reach it.

Of course, this is based on one's own strength; if one relies on ancestral land, anything is possible.

"I never expected that a trip to the mortal world would lead me to encounter two people who can walk in the realm of gods."

Xia Xianfeng's eyes narrowed slightly as he recalled Wang Taihong and the Underworld Traveler who had transported them through the Divine Realm.

"It seems that not all people in the mortal world are so boring."

Immediately, Xia Xianfeng gave up resisting the pulling sensation in the third layer of space, and his Yin spirit plummeted rapidly, passing through one barrier after another.

Because it wasn't actively torn open, this kind of penetration consumed more of Xia Xianfeng's Yin spirit than it did when dealing with Wang Taihong.

What Xia Xianfeng didn't know was that no sooner had he left than a figure appeared where he had been standing.

"Interesting. The Bureau of Investigation actually has people who can enter the Netherworld?"

Chen Xin's expression was strange.

He saw everything Xia Xianfeng had just done.

If Wang Taihong had encountered a soul-like entity in each of the five levels of the Netherworld, he could understand it, since it was related to the God of the Turbid World.

But what gives Xia Xianfeng the right to do so?

Chen Xin became even more attentive to his plan to follow Xia Xianfeng and the others.

With that thought in mind, Chen Xin left the third floor and entered the fourth floor.

After teleporting to Wang Taihong's location, Chen Xin grabbed Wang Taihong and sucked him into the Pot Heaven Space.

Immediately afterwards, he arrived at the location of Wang Taihong on the fifth floor.

Looking at Wang Taihong in front of him, Chen Xin released the Wang Taihong from the Pot Heaven Space.

As soon as they appeared, the two Wang Taihongs merged into one.

"I thought there could be two, but it seems that only one will appear on each floor."

Chen Xin captured Wang Taihong and threw him into the Copper Pillar Hell.

Speaking of the Copper Pillar Hell, Chen Xin originally arranged it to be in the first level, but now it seems that it is not impossible for no one to enter the first few levels of the Netherworld.

However, Chen Xin did not change his position. If someone broke in, the one who should be afraid is the intruder.

After all, the Copper Pillar Hell is equivalent to a god who has left the sixth level of the turbid world!
Immediately, Chen Xin vanished into the netherworld.

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(End of this chapter)