My Wife is A Sword God

Chapter 543: Awareness

The black shadow raised his right hand, causing the mountains below to crack open. A cluster of dark green light turned into a ball of water and flowed into his palm before disappearing.

 “Is this the remnant soul of that god and demon?” Shen Li asked, tilting his head.

The black shadow shadow nodded. Now, the Heavenly Burial Organisation had basically collected all the items devoured by demons and ghosts on the night of the Divine Feast.

Only one thing remained – the spine of the gods and demons!

He already knew the location of the item, but it would still take some time to obtain it.

Meanwhile, the minds of Sword Ghost and the others were still over the Netherworld Realm.

They had glimpsed the scenes that had just occurred in Qiongyu City through Shen Li’s Immortal Technique.

Aside from the terrifying ice-cold bone arm, what was the meaning of this inexplicable conversation?

“My Lord, in the Netherworld Realm…” Ghost Buddha hesitated to speak.

The black shadow paused for a moment before speaking lightly, “There has been rumor from ancient times that the world is divided into three realms, each with its own ruler.”

“If I’m not mistaken, the owner of the woman’s childish voice should be the ruler of the Netherworld Realm.”

“The rules of the Netherworld Realm have long since changed, capable of attracting the remnants of the mortal world and leading them into reincarnation.”

“There is no doubt that something unusual is happening in the Netherworld Realm, so I want to open the Netherworld Realm and find out what’s going on.”

“Of the three realms, the laws of Heaven and Earth are the weakest in the mortal world.”

“The next is the Netherworld Realm, and the last is the Immortal Realm.”

“Why did the gods and demons of the Immortal Realm covet this barren land of the mortal world in ancient times?”

“Surely there must have been some anomaly that compelled them to do so, and the changes in the Netherworld could also provide clues.”

“The great upheaval in the Netherworld, or perhaps because of such existences,” Shen Li held his chin, thoughtfully.

As the chief disciple of the National Teacher of the Heavenly Tower, he was well versed in numerous texts, but he still had no impression of this bone arm.

It could only be said that its existence had already surpassed his perception.

As everyone pondered, the black shadow said, “All right, everyone, although a like-minded person was sacrificed in this Western Region plan, the goal has been achieved.”

“In the days to come, you should all wait patiently to attract the descent of gods and demons, and the day when this Heaven and Earth will be cleansed once again will not be too far away.”

Hearing this, Shen Li looked up at the starry sky and muttered to himself, “I hope the coming of this day can bring a little hope to the world.”

As he spoke, images of the sun setting, the sky falling apart, and corpses strewn across the fields flashed through his mind.

These were the catastrophic scenes he had foreseen years ago.

In the southern region, outside the Zhenling Pass, inside Tianshan Mountain.

There was a huge ice coffin with a massive figure inside, and a bloody hole could be seen in the chest where the heart should have been, but flesh buds were constantly writhing and fusing together – it was King Garuda!

Next to the ice coffin stood a figure wearing a ghost mask, draped in a black and red robe with the number two embroidered on its chest.

This person was the Ghost-Faced Man who stopped Divine Guardian in the Imperial City!

“The breath of the Netherworld?” came a muffled sound from inside the ice coffin.

“It seems that the trip to the Western Region went smoothly.” As the ghost-faced man spoke, he suddenly took a breath of cold air and covered his left arm.

Blood gushed inexplicably from the scapula of his left shoulder!

“Damn it, even though my left arm has been repaired, the injury is still there.”

When Divine Guardian’s casual punch shattered his left arm after the journey to the Imperial City, the Black Shadow helped him grow his left arm back.

But even so, situations like this happen from time to time.

The Garuda King in the ice coffin seemed to sense something and sneered, “Shall I praise your courage or call it ignorance? You dare to touch the forehead of the God of Death in the Imperial City?”

“Do you know that the old man is almost invincible in the Imperial City? If he could leave the capital at will, he alone could almost rid the Four Realms of demons and ghosts.”

The Ghost-Faced Man replied coldly, “Enough of this nonsense, the deal is done, don’t forget your promise.”

“A year at the most,” came the faint reply from the ice coffin.

“All right, then we’ll wait for you for a year.”

With that, the Ghost-Faced Man vanished into thin air.

Although the opening of the Netherworld Realm only lasted for a moment, the supreme beings in the Four Realms of the Great Qian could still sense the aura of the Netherworld.

After all, this thing doesn’t belong to the human realm.

At the eastern end of the Asura Empire, a tall, indigo-blue Asura king suddenly rose from his seat and looked to the west.

Beside him, one of the four great Asura warlords, Tianji Luo, asked curiously, “My king, what is troubling you?”

“I felt the aura of the Netherworld, and I was somewhat surprised. After all, such an aura has not been felt for over a thousand years. What could be the cause?”

“The Netherworld?” Tianji Luo’s eyes also showed a hint of seriousness.

“Is that old man Deng Mo still tough?” 

Tianji Luo snorted, “He’s not dead yet.”

“That’s too bad,” the Asura King smiled grimly. “After all, our bet is on Deng Mo alone. If the old man dies, the original agreement is of course null and void. “

“The power struggles within our clan are tiresome to watch.”

“Of course, the most important thing is that I want to have another showdown with the old man sitting in the Imperial City.”

“The scars he left on me still hurt to this day.”

In the northern polar region, amidst the endless ice, in the palace of the Rakshasa king, picturesque scenes were everywhere.

But the skull ornaments and the thick red wine in the goblet gave this picturesque scene a chilling atmosphere.

On the huge bed with red silk curtains lay four men and a woman.

The men were all handsome men from the human race, trying their best to please the woman. The smiles on each of their faces were very forced, and there was unconcealable fear and panic in their eyes.

The woman was, of course, the queen of the Rakshasa, with a charming posture and extraordinary appearance, but her skin was not of human colour, having a faint bluish tinge.

It was widely known that the men of the Rakshasa tribe were all ugly, while the women were exceptionally beautiful.

However, they all have one thing in common – they enjoy eating human flesh and drinking human blood!

The Queen of Rakshasa, who was enjoying herself with her eyes closed, seemed to feel something, and suddenly opened her eyes, with a little scarlet flowing in her eyes.

Before the four men could react, their heads were severed from their bodies.

A serving Rakshasa woman approached tremblingly and said, “My Queen, do these few human men displease you?”

The Rakshasa queen licked the blood from her lips and waved her hand, “They are only food. Who would be angry with food? I just sensed a hint of unusual aura, that’s all.”

A hint of doubt flashed in her eyes as she muttered, “It’s actually the aura of the Netherworld.”

Aside from the Asura King and the Rakshasa Queen, the most powerful hidden beings in the various regions of the Four Realms were slowly awakening from their slumber.

They looked to the heavens, but the End of Days had not yet arrived.

Some of these beings chose to continue to rest with their eyes closed, as if nothing had happened.

Some of them showed a hint of seriousness in their eyes and left their original dwellings.

In the southern sky, a seven-coloured horned white deer looked to the west and then withdrew its gaze.

It traversed the night sky like a meteor, heading towards Jinyang City.