The Underworld, endless and boundless.
Before Chen Yun, Lu Dongbin had mentioned the world view of this realm to him, and he knew that there exist numerous heavens and worlds.
However, the Underworld corresponds to the existence of all the heavens and worlds.
It is an awe-inspiring space that is so vast that even Chen Yun, at the Mid-Immortal Realm, cannot discern the edges of the world.
Not only that, but Chen Yun also cannot observe where the Fengdu Hell and the Youci Hell were, places he had once visited.
You know, with his current cultivation, although he cannot destroy a small world, it would be very easy for him to observe the vastness of a world.
Now that he can't observe where the end of the four extremities of the Underworld is, that's fine.
How could it be that he can't even observe where the Fengdu Hell and the Youci Hell are located?
It seems as though the distance between the Fengdu Hell and the Youci Hell is countless times greater than that of this realm.
Chen Yun faintly realized that the vastness of the Underworld may far exceed his imagination.
He did not concern himself with just how vast this world was.
He also did not concern himself with how the demon king, who was currently forming his body, was doing.
Chen Yun took a keen interest in examining the environment where the upcoming battle would take place.
Here, it is completely dark, and one can't see their hands in front of their face. Gradually, a layer of strange black mist covers the ground, and there is a faint glow of blue light on the ground.
Unlike the ordinary realm, he cannot feel any flow of air here, nor can he feel any signs of life. It is as if this place is completely devoid of vitality and in absolute silence.
At this moment, Chen Yun's gaze slowly fell upon the demon king, who was in the process of forming his body in front.
As the demon king gathered his form, one group of water cask-sized gas after another fell to the ground and immediately transformed into numerous howling little demons.
These little demons vary in shape.
There are some resembling humans.
There are some that resemble black giant wolves.
Some look like plants.
They come in all sorts of forms.
However, the animal-shaped ones are the most numerous, each being around one or two zhang tall.
From the demonic qi emanating from these little demons, we can infer their strength.
With the exception of only a couple who might be comparable to high-level magicians.
The others are mostly within the range of intermediate to upper-level magicians.
Especially that demon king who is currently forming his body, whose aura is especially terrifying and might possess the power of a ghostian.
Chen Yun's gaze was as piercing as a torch, and he immediately discerned that there was a hazy "pearl" at the center of the demon king's body.
This pearl, seemingly, is the root cause of the demon king's continuous ability to gather and strengthen his form.
Not only is there a hazy qi pearl in the demon king's body, but all those little demons have one as well.
The demon king's pearl is larger, about the size of an adult man's fist.
The little demons' pearls are only the size of rice grains.
After Chen Yun, Nai He, Huang Erdaye, and thousands of other Daoist families broke into the Underworld.
In a flash, hundreds of little demons shot blood-red light from their eyes towards them.
The demon king who was in the process of forming his body also slowly opened his eyes.
Its pair of blood-red eyes resembled red lanterns, and its mouth opened and closed slightly.
"Ppyupyu, ppyupyu."
The sound of a baby crying, like a "pinyupyu," echoed among the crowd, making people feel envious and uneasy.
After this sound, the little demons seemed to have received some instruction and slowly approached Chen Yun and his companions.
These demons are too weak.
Chen Yun couldn't care less about making a move.
He believed that Huang Erdaye, Nai He, White Old Madam, and Huige Old Man were all uninterested in fighting.
"Who here wants to deal with these demons?"
Huang Erdaye glanced sideways at the many Daoist families, Qing Feng, and other celestial beings.
Among the numerous hall family Daoists of the Huang family, a young and beautiful female Daoist immediately stepped forward.
She bowed respectfully and said, "Master, Cuihuahua wishes to lead the others in subduing demons and ghosts."
Huang Erdaye nodded approvingly, "Very well."
With that, Huang Cuihua immediately led dozens of Biao Kings, Qing Feng, Yan Ling, and others to rush forward.
The demon king who was several thousand zhang tall immediately opened his eyes, holding a fist as big as a small mountain, and crushed downwards ruthlessly.
Huang Cuihua exclaimed in a fierce voice, her whole body radiating with pale yellow light. She transformed into an enormous yellow weasel and charged towards the demon king, biting and clawing at him.
The remaining Biao Kings, Qing Feng, and Yan Ling all wielded their magical implements and engaged in battle with the little demons.
In an instant, colorful energy bursts in shades of red, green, and five other colors erupted in the front. The continuous thunderous explosions produced a constant roar.
...
There is something in the distance.
Chen Yun and Huang Erdaye were leisurely watching Huang Cuihua lead her team to fight the demon king.
They were even discussing it with interest.
Mmm, mainly because the demons currently appearing are relatively weak and do not deserve their attention.
Huang Erdaye, with the intention of introducing to everyone, said, "Cuihuahua has only recently achieved immortality and possesses a cultivation far stronger than that of a ghostian who has been practicing for many years. She should have no trouble dealing with this demon king."
"Cuihuahua has indeed great potential."
"She has a demeanor reminiscent of my younger days."
"Haha, Mrs. White, your praise is too exaggerated. How can Cuihuahua even be compared to you in your youth?"
The several leaders were all praising her there.
Huang Erdaye intentionally or unintentionally said to Chen Yun, "Master Chen, what do you think of my daughter Cuihuahua's talent?"
Chen Yun nodded slightly and said, "Not bad."
Huang Erdaye showed his "fox's tail," saying, "I wonder if Master Chen would be willing to take another disciple, allowing Cuihuahua to serve you diligently?"
Chen Yun couldn't help but feel a bit speechless, thinking to himself, "You schemmer, you originally wanted to find me to talk, in order to let Huang Cuihua enter the true Daoist cultivation?"
He had no idea that since Hu San Grandpa had achieved the true Daoist cultivation and reached the Spirit Realm, numerous Daoist families in Northeast China had been passionate about the true Daoist practice.
Everyone wants their own subordinates to have a chance to be admitted into the true Daoist sect, even to become a second Hu San Grandpa.
That's why, at this moment, not only Huang Erdaye is showing his eagerness.
Standing beside them were Mrs. White, Huige Old Man, Huige Old Grandma, and other Daoist families, all of whom stared fixedly at Chen Yun's face.
If Chen Yun were willing to take Huang Cuihua as a disciple.
Then Mrs. White, Huige Old Man, and other Daoist families would definitely promote their own disciples without hesitation.
But if Chen Yun refuses, they would pretend as if nothing had happened.
Chen Yun didn't want to refuse Huang Erdaye directly, but he also didn't want to spend his days teaching disciples how to cultivate the Dao.
A similar effect could be achieved.
How many more should I teach to cultivate the Dao?
He hedged and said, "Our Dao sect has rather strict requirements for taking disciples. Whether Cuihua qualifies... well, I'll have to observe some more."
Huang Erdaye and the others looked at each other, all understanding that Chen Yun's words held a lot of room for interpretation.
He neither directly agreed nor said he wouldn't take Huang Cuihua as a disciple.
That means there is a glimmer of hope.
This made Huang Erdaye's heart secretly anticipate something.
Huang Cuihua's performance must be better so that Chen Yun can notice her talent.
Over there, they were enjoying the tranquility of sitting back and watching the battle unfold with a light breeze and clouds.
However, the Huang Cuihua and other Daoist families in front were fighting hard, using true fire.
The crowd of Biao Kings, Qing Feng, Yan Ling, and others quickly wiped out the little demons and then merged with Huang Cuihua to surround and attack the demon king.
The demon king faced the dozens of Daoist families with no fear at all.
After dispatching a Qing Feng figure, it slapped its forehead.
A thunderous explosion occurred, sending countless black liquids soaring into the sky.
In the semi-air, it condensed into a water ball with a diameter of dozens of zhang.
Chen Yun felt an indescribable divine qi pulse from this water ball, as if this "water" was incredibly dangerous.
The huge black water ball appeared, becoming smaller and smaller, until it was compressed to the size of a bronze pot.
This highly condensed water ball was crystal clear, shimmering, and radiant, casting a blue sheen.
The green ray of light was disorienting and seemed to coat the nearby several thousand miles of space with a bluish sheen!
It gave people a strong sense of oppression!
The black water ball that was condensed to its utmost extent held tremendous explosive power and was extremely dangerous!
Chen Yun was not afraid, but he felt that Huang Cuihua and the group of Biao Kings, Qing Feng, and Yan Ling might not be able to withstand it.
"Look at my divine might, unbreakable!"
Just as the black water ball condensed into a light ball, Huang Cuihua exclaimed sharply.
Huang Cuihua's cultivation indeed had reached a high level, with a stream of extremely fine yellow qi rapidly erupting from her eyebrows and enveloping her body.
In an instant, the Underworld seemed to have been opened up like a gap.
Endless streams of yellow light burst forth from the void and converged onto her.
In a flash, Huang Cuihua was enveloped in a fierce glow of yellow light, nearly illuminating an area of tens of thousands of miles around.
Flames floated in the air around her, emitting a scorching heat.
Even Chen Yun felt a trace of extreme heat.
Of course, it was only a slight trace of heat.
In the next second, the yellow light suddenly detonated, as if igniting a huge firework bucket, sending a fierce flame soaring up.
Huang Cuihua's figure grew longer with the wind, transforming into a formidable female warrior wearing a flame cape, a solar halo on her head, and fire wheels on her feet!
At this moment, she had none of the previous delicate image.
The flame warrior emerged and slapped her palm down fiercely onto the black water ball, as if she intended to shatter it into pieces!
Boom!
After suffering a fierce attack, the black water ball suddenly exploded!
A thunderous roar shook everyone present, as if needles had pricked their ears.
A huge wave of air rushed out in all directions, like a mighty surge of mountains and seas.
Hoochu wa la!
The ground of the Underworld shook violently.
A few weak Qing Feng and Yan Ling were also shattered by the energy shock, their bodies exploding.
With just one fierce attack, Huang Cuihua's transformed flame warrior shattered the water ball into pieces.
A myriad of flames and sparks rained down, landing in the black water on the ground and hissing as they dissolved into nothingness.
Clouds of steam vapor rose, and were then dispersed by the oncoming gusts of wind.
Even so, Chen Yun and the others still felt that the heat from that mass of steam was like boiling water in a steamer.
Although the flame warrior had dispersed the water ball, her own flames had shrunk, and the yellow light dimmed considerably.
Step!
Huang Cuihua's body retreated sharply a step after the intense explosion.
At this moment, her face was pale enough to be terrifying.
It was like a patient who had been sick for years and hadn't seen the sun.
At the same time, four blood lines dripped from Huang Cuihua's nose and corners of her eyes.
It was clear that although she had defeated the demon king's water ball, she had also sustained injuries.
Perhaps because her technique had been broken, the demon king was enraged completely.
It roared loudly, and the black mist emanating from its body grew more intense. Finally, it had spread all over the sky and filled the entire space.
Terrifying power surged out from within the demon king.
The black qi spread around, as thick as mercury, making it difficult for people to breathe.
Everyone could see that the demon king was surely preparing for a devastating blow!
Chen Yun furrowed his brow, knowing that Huang Cuihua was injured at this moment and had about a seventy percent chance of not being able to block the next attack from the demon king.
Thinking of this, he gently bent his index finger and a stream of purple qi shot out, instantly breaking through the limitations of time and space and heading towards the demon king at high speed.
(End of Chapter)
