Chapter 933: Chapter 107: Netherworld King and Judge (Extended Chapter)
After all, the Netherworld King himself is also the “Divine Throne” who holds the flame of life.
His existence also serves to offer humanity a light and hope different from other Divine Thrones.
The exploration of this palace went very smoothly, Gu Shen held onto the cross pendant tightly the entire time.
Yet the spiritual fluctuations from the pendant remained steady throughout.
As they got closer to the “light point,” the grand main hall nestled at the end of darkness gradually revealed its outline. The bronze lamps slowly extinguished; these counterfeit human lamps still rooted themselves on either side of the stone walls, but the lamps they held were no longer lit, and the main hall at the limit of vision was shrouded in dark fog… Gu Shen and Mu Wanqiu’s expressions became extremely serious.
“How’s the result of the Divination Skill?”
“I suggest avoiding this main hall…”
Gu Shen put away the taut pendant, sighed helplessly halfway through his sentence: “Alright, there’s nothing in this damned place, we only have one path to choose.”
He really had no choice; the location of the “light point” indicated it was in the direction of the main hall.
The Devil’s deal seemed very tempting.
But in reality, the route to find the “light point” was incredibly tortuous.
Moreover, this Netherworld King Palace was completely different from his initial expectations upon stepping in.
Empty, just like it had been cleaned by someone!
The only thing of some value should be the “counterfeit bronze lamps” on the walls, but these lamps are fused with the stone walls and can’t be taken away whole, they can only be damaged.
No disaster, no ominous signs.
What’s more, no opportunities or fortunes.
No… to be accurate, disasters, ominous signs, should have all been left in the main hall.
Mu Wanqiu had observed meticulously along the way as well, trying to find the connection between her Judge and the Netherworld King… this palace could possibly provide a lot of clues, but unfortunately, it was really too clean here.
She was very aware that she must visit this main hall.
“I have a question.” Mu Wanqiu asked softly: “Where are those [doors] we opened earlier in the ‘maze’?”
Here, the stone walls are far more solid than the maze ones.
She couldn’t destroy them.
It’s even more impossible for Gu Shen in his weakened state.
Clearly… the construction of this underground palace was something the Hall Master put effort into, and after the [doors] from before closed, there was no [door] that could be opened here.
So where exactly are the other spaces?
Gu Shen instinctively began to speak, then stopped somewhat guiltily before saying the next two words.
He was silent for a moment, squinting at the distant main hall: “If using the method of elimination… it can only be there.”
In the enclosed space, there should be at least one [door].
This place has already been explored.
Inside the main hall, there must be a [door].
The two shared a glance and slowly groped their way towards the darkness.
“If a fight breaks out later… you can hide behind me.”
Mu Wanqiu glanced at the weakly breathing Gu Shen, took the lead to walk ahead, and spoke calmly.
“Truly touching, a reliable teammate.”
Gu Shen chuckled wistfully.
He smiled slightly, did not put on a brave front, walked silently behind, while his expression returned to grave seriousness.
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Chi Huo was feeble, just a mere wisp… his current state really wasn’t suitable for action.
The two of them ventured this way, one behind the other, into the dark main hall.
A beam stretched across, light gradually dimmed.
Wind sound swirling, all around, silent.
Gu Shen squinted his eyes, his spiritual power unexpectedly received immense pressure… slowly returned to his body.
Mu Wanqiu in front suddenly halted.
Her spiritual power also suffered from oppression, and in the darkness, her vision was shrouded by mist. Just moving forward steadily, she suddenly collided with something hard.
Mu Wanqiu, with her spirit stretched to the limit, directly drew her long blade.
The battle blade unsheathed, a gleam of cold light flashed sharply.
This fleeting instant of light.
Illuminated this desolate great hall, unknown for how many years.
In that instant, Gu Shen saw armor shattered and rusted in cobwebs collapse into dust, and broken bones.
And before Mu Wanqiu, a tall corpse stood silently.
It was hanging suspended.
The neck of this corpse was tilted, pierced by a slender silver thread, feet hovering a meter off the ground, swaying slightly with the wind, emitting a faint sound of skeletal fracture.
Upon the blade’s unsheathing, the entire hall returned to silence.
“Crack, crack, crack.”
The sound of bones fracturing rose intermittently, like tidal waves, enveloping the two.
Pair upon pair of blood-red eyes illuminated in the darkness of the main hall.