Chapter 1425: Enter the Netherworld

Chen Mobai possessed many magical artifacts, but usually, he favored the Primal Chaos Bell the most because of its supreme power. All kinds of heavenly treasures with Five-Element attributes would first be chosen by it before it was the Purple Lightning Sword's turn. Although the Purple Lightning Sword didn't voice it, over the years, it had realized that the Primal Chaos Bell was its biggest rival for Chen Mobai's favor, not the Yuan Yang Sword, which had a more laid-back, "Zen-like" nature.

Just now, when the Primal Chaos Golden Cauldron lost control and rebelled, the Purple Lightning Sword outwardly showed anger, but inwardly, it was overjoyed, thinking that with the Cauldron gone, it would become its master's favorite artifact. Who knew that things would take an unexpected turn, and the Cauldron would actually return? However, with the stain of rebellion, the Purple Lightning Sword knew Chen Mobai's character and was certain that the Cauldron would no longer be as highly valued as before. Furthermore, Chen Mobai cared about his reputation and would certainly find it awkward to comment on the Primal Chaos Golden Cauldron's previous defection. But as a loyal artifact of its master, the Purple Lightning Sword felt it necessary to give the Cauldron a good scolding. "To think you are such a cowardly artifact! All these years of cultivation from our master, raising you level by level into a Dao Artifact, have been wasted!"

The Purple Lightning Sword's taunts enraged the Primal Chaos Golden Cauldron. "Cowardly, me? Nonsense! I was considering our master's safety. It would take me some time to master the Dao of Severance in the Underworld realm. What if the Nether Dragons attacked our master during that time? Could a broken sword like you possibly block them?"

The Primal Chaos Golden Cauldron had ascended to the seventh tier in the Heavenly River Realm, so it was imbued with the incomplete Dao of Severance from that realm. The Thousand Autumn Yuan Yang Ruler from the Thousand Autumn Brushwood Forest was such a Dao Artifact. In the Spirit Void Immortal Realm, Saint Qianqiu possessed another Dao Artifact imbued with the Great Dao of Saintly Virtue, which was even more powerful. Although the Great Daos of both the Heavenly River Realm and the Underworld Realm were equally incomplete, they were currently separate. If the Primal Chaos Golden Cauldron went to the Underworld and was attacked by the seventh-tier Nether Dragons, who were local powerhouses, it could potentially fail. However, if it succeeded, when the three realms eventually merged, the Primal Chaos Golden Cauldron would at least secure a spot as a seventh-tier Innate Spirit Treasure. This was precisely why the Primal Chaos Golden Cauldron hesitated. After all, its future prospects were truly vast. Furthermore, it believed that even with its assistance, Chen Mobai, with his current cultivation, would not fare well in the Underworld.

"Even if I can't block it, I will sacrifice my life to do so! As our master's sword, we only need to fight according to his will, not be overly cautious or indecisive!" "You brute!" The Primal Chaos Golden Cauldron didn't know how to refute the Purple Lightning Sword, so it could only retort with an angry curse.

As the Purple Lightning Sword was about to speak again, Chen Mobai waved his hand to stop it, playing the peacemaker: "The Primal Chaos Cauldron doesn't know my true strength; its intention was to worry about my safety. Purple Lightning, your words were a bit harsh." "Yes, Master." The Purple Lightning Sword nodded, secretly pleased, and no longer paid attention to the Primal Chaos Golden Cauldron. Although Chen Mobai's words seemed to rebuke the Purple Lightning Sword, he would only speak this way to his closest artifacts.

"Let's go. Today, we shall venture into the Underworld, which cultivators from all five continents and four seas fear like tigers." Chen Mobai felt the two forces within his hands, and after confirming that there were no issues, he directly stepped into the void channel he had opened. The Primal Chaos Golden Cauldron dared not try to dissuade him any further and dutifully followed him inside.

Although the Heavenly River Realm and the Underworld Realm are closely aligned, the actual distance to travel from the mortal realm to the netherworld is considerable. Moreover, one could easily get lost along the way. This is because there are only a few points between the barriers of the realms that allow passage. Outside these points, chaos abounds, remnants from when great powers like the Primordial Mother, Grand Void True Monarch, and others first created them. If one were to accidentally fall into it, even a seventh-tier True Immortal Dao Lord might be unable to escape. However, with Chen Mobai's profound mastery of the void, this was naturally effortless for him. He used the void to pave a path, quickly opening a Yellow Springs Road that connected the mortal realm and the netherworld. With a thunderous roar, Chen Mobai had already stepped into the Underworld.

Here, the sky was filled with dim, yellowish mist, mixed with flocculent matter that resembled decaying spiritual energy. If ordinary cultivators breathed and refined it for too long, their bodies would rot, and their souls would dissipate. In the past, Chen Mobai and True Monarch Dakong had researched the Underworld in the Eastern Mausoleum Region, where there was a Yellow Springs Road possibly opened by Nether Dragons. Thus, he was not entirely ignorant of the Underworld. Here, there was only night, no daylight.

Using his divine sense to observe, Chen Mobai noticed that the ground of the Underworld exhibited an ominous bluish-purple hue. Streams of the Yellow Springs intersected like blood vessels across it. The widest Yellow Springs stretched ninety thousand miles, dark yellow yet appearing remarkably clear. On both banks of the Yellow Springs were various grotesque ghosts. Some were ferocious, some pained, others sorrowful, emanating intense emotions. Once these emotions reached their peak, they would dissipate, transforming into various sinister and eerie qi, merging into the sky, the earth, and the Yellow Springs. Everything here was permeated with ill omens. Even at Chen Mobai's current cultivation level, he felt a sense of discomfort.

However, since he had already arrived, he was mentally prepared. Chen Mobai activated the Turtle Treasure within his body and found that the Great Dao of Void in the Underworld could indeed be controlled by this artifact. He couldn't help but nod. All three realms were born upon the back of the Sacred Mother Guiling, so the Creation Dao Fruit of the Turtle Treasure encompassed more than just the Great Dao of Void from the Heavenly River Realm. Chen Mobai had realized this after refining the Turtle Treasure. Now, it was confirmed. With a thought, the Great Dao of Void in the Underworld transformed into streaks of silver-black void spiritual runes, which flashed across Chen Mobai's skin for an instant before receding. By imprinting the Great Dao of Void from this realm onto himself, Chen Mobai felt that his already perfected Void Dharma Body had made further progress.

If he were to imprint the Great Dao of Void from the Spirit Void Immortal Realm into his body as well, would that mean he could achieve the Grand Void Dao Body? Chen Mobai pondered this. However, the Great Dao of Void in the Spirit Void Immortal Realm had long been condensed by the Grand Void True Monarch into the Grand Void Measuring Ruler. He would only be able to imprint it after refining this Dao Artifact. Chen Mobai was not in a hurry regarding this, as even if he were to achieve the Grand Void Dao Body, without the Grand Void True Monarch bestowing this Great Dao upon him, it would merely be an empty title, lacking true realm and power.

For now, this was quite good. The Great Daos of Void from both the Heavenly River Realm and the Underworld Realm were now within his grasp. From this point forward, with a mere thought, Chen Mobai could travel between the mortal realm and the netherworld. However, wasn't this, it seemed, originally the function of the Turtle Treasure? Thinking of this, Chen Mobai couldn't help but let out a wry smile.

"Hehehe, I never thought someone would actually come to the Underworld to die!" At this moment, a childlike laugh suddenly echoed from within the dim, yellowish mist. It carried a mesmerizing power that could scatter the soul, transforming into a bizarre divine ability that settled upon Chen Mobai's mind without him even noticing. If it had been any other Void Refinement cultivator, this attack would have caused their Dao Body to rot and their mind to fall into depravity. However, Chen Mobai cultivated Saintly Virtue. All evils could not invade him; all demons could not enter.

Chen Mobai ignored the strange divine ability attacking his mind. He activated his Void Sky Track Vision, and soon, thirteen thousand miles away, on a nether land where six Yellow Springs tributaries converged, he saw a palace made of white bones. From the eaves of this palace hung numerous paper umbrellas, their surfaces adorned with various shapes of demons and monsters.

"Found it!" Chen Mobai's gaze pierced through the void, revealing a Yellow Springs Pond deep within the bone palace. Inside lay Luo Yixuan, her eyes tightly shut, unconscious. From the six Yellow Springs tributaries outside the palace, wisps of eerie bluish-purple qi surged into the Yellow Springs Pond, constantly seeping into Luo Yixuan's body, causing her Yellow Springs spiritual energy to surge dramatically. However, during this process, her form was also gradually changing.

With a sword cry, Chen Mobai transferred a wisp of power from the Purple霄 Palace in his palm into the Yuan Yang Sword. He then raised it remotely and swung it down towards the bone palace. A brilliant golden light rent through the eternal night of the Underworld!