The Netherworld Realm, although it has many connections with this world, is equivalent to another universe and is not freely traversable. Moreover, there are likewise perilous and bizarre Disaster Beasts there.

These Star Beasts have roamed the Desolate Ancient Battlefield for years and won’t enter without reason, so that peculiar corpse is most likely the ancient war’s Eternal Divine Dynasty’s invading army leader.

The Netherworld Realm might hold the key to restraint...

Upon entering Thundercloud Star and opening the channel filled with vengeful black mist, Zhang Kui once again ventured into the Netherworld Realm with Fatty Tiger.

However, he quickly sensed something was amiss.

From a distance, on the plains where the Heritage resides beyond the horizon, there were faint sounds of wind and thunder, and the roars of giant beasts...

"Something’s happened; hurry!"

A gleam of ghostly light flashed in Zhang Kui’s eyes. Fatty Tiger dared not hesitate, erupting with blood-colored lightning, and with a boom, disappeared into the sky.

Fatty Tiger, having become Immortal by fortuitously devouring Celestial Tribulation Thunder, with his domain being governed by the law of thunder, was naturally adept at Thunder Escape, quickly reaching the plains.

Before him, two armies were locked in battle.

On one side, large in number and strength, were giants a hundred meters tall. Some had two heads, others had wings on their backs, and some had beast heads, led by giants shrouded in flames, attacking the Divine Mountain of the Dragon Marquis Race.

The Tu Shan side clearly had fewer people, but they had external helpers and were defending quite effectively with the Divine Mountain Array.

Previously, Zhang Kui had left a cultivation skill, modified from the Demon-slaying Skill’s Evil Qi Body Refining Skill, which now seemed to be showing results.

The Dragon Marquis members were all exuding Disaster Qi and Evil Light, their muscular bodies gleamed with a metallic sheen. Wielding weapons, they could produce thunder fire, storms, and earthquakes, power somewhat akin to the Disaster Beasts.

Could there be such transformations?

Zhang Kui was slightly surprised. The unique environment of the Netherworld Realm, filled with Disaster Qi, Evil Qi, and Vengeful Qi, surprisingly allowed the modified skill to absorb comprehensively.

No time to think further, Zhang Kui promptly rode Fatty Tiger through the Divine Mountain Array, gradually descending, "Clan Leader Tushan, what’s going on?"

"Brother Zhang Kui!"

The giant Tu Shan was overjoyed, lifting a giant hammer and roaring to the sky. The morale of his clansmen soared, flames filled the sky, and earthquakes rattled, forcing back the besieging Heritage from the Divine Mountain.

Zhang Kui didn’t hide his cultivation, the imposing and vast Qi Mechanism continuously emanated outward. Even facing these Heritage giants, it was as if an ancient Fierce Beast suddenly intruded, making the chaotic battlefield fall silent.

"Are you that outsider?"

Among the Heritage, one stepped forward, flames gradually dissipating from his body. Fierce-looking, bald, three-eyed, inscribed with strange runes, he stared intently at Zhang Kui, eyes full of ferocity and greed.

Zhang Kui gave a cursory glance, ignoring him.

He had an alliance with the Dragon Marquis Race; whatever these people’s intentions, having attacked the Divine Mountain, they were already enemies.

"Clan Leader Zhang Kui, it was my high-profile actions that caused this trouble..."

Tushan looked a bit regretful, scratching his head in embarrassment, explaining the events to Zhang Kui.

It turned out that since Zhang Kui carefully arranged the Dragon Marquis Race’s Divine Mountain Grand Array, Spirit Valley harvest abundant, without worry of food and clothing while cultivating the Evil Qi Body Refining Skill, their strength significantly increased, and their fame gradually spread.

Once numbers grow, hierarchy forms, and the scattered Heritage across the wilderness were no exception. Some retained a trace of ancient heritage, far stronger than other tribes and established norms, like hostage exchanges to prevent war, or exchange prices of goods...

As the Dragon Marquis grew stronger, naturally smaller surrounding tribes sought dependence, thus conflicting with the strong Fire Sun Race in the area.

They demanded the Dragon Marquis hand over their cultivation skill, but Tushan naturally refused, leading to the assault on the Divine Mountain.

When Zhang Kui last left, he advised Tushan to remain low-key. Unexpectedly, upon seeing each other again, this situation arose, making Tushan somewhat embarrassed.

So that’s the case...

Zhang Kui wasn’t surprised, as new forces emerging will always conflict with old ones, a common occurrence through time.

"Outsider!"

Seeing Zhang Kui ignoring him, the bald giant with patterns from the Fire Sun Race had eyes burning fiercely, "No matter where you come from, this is a matter among our Heritage, don’t blame me for not warning you, interfering means being the enemy of everyone on this wilderness!"

Zhang Kui glanced at Tushan, whose Three-Eyed Giant grimly nodded, "What he said is true. To prevent the Central Dynasty’s meddling, hundreds of Heritage tribes in the wilderness collectively established this rule."

The bald giant with patterns from the Fire Sun Race smirked seeing this, "Outsider, you seem powerful, but even the Central Dynasty wouldn’t want to face the wrath of the entire wilderness."

Outsider... damn it, I’m a bloody alien!

Zhang Kui’s heart muttered a complaint, calmly saying, "Stop mentioning the entire wilderness, once war reaches the mountain base, numbers don’t matter; we’re all the same species, no need for this. Speak up, how do you intend to resolve this?"

The bald man was startled, then showed a ferocious smile on his face, "It’s easy, just have the Dragon Marquis Race hand over the Array Formation method and Cultivation Skill!"

As soon as these words came out, the entire Dragon Marquis Race was instantly enraged.

"Huo Meng, you’re dreaming!"

"Keep fighting, see who dies first!"

"Clan Leader, we’ll fight to the end!"

The Three-Eyed Giants had just started living a comfortable life, and both the Array Formation method and Cultivation Skill were considered essential to the prosperity of their race. There was no way they would give up so easily, even the young tribe members gritted their teeth and raised their stone axes.

Fierce light rose in Zhang Kui’s eyes, "Do you really want to fight?"

As he spoke, he waved his hand, releasing countless Sword Lights. The Sword Array Cannon instantly formed, the raging Yin Yang True Fire brewed within, and the killing intent soared. With a rumbling sound, even the black mist in the sky flashed with thunderous light, forming a enormous vortex.

The giant from the Fire Sun Race’s pupils shrank, then he turned to look at his tribesmen, whose eyes were filled with fear. He gritted his teeth and said, "Let’s go!"

Soon, the dark mass of giants at the bottom of the mountain began to march away, causing flying sand and stones to tremble on the ground, disappearing into the horizon.

The giants of the Dragon Marquis Race immediately erupted in cheers that soared to the sky.

Zhang Kui shook his head slightly and said in a deep voice, "Clan Leader Tushan, what do you plan to do?"

He didn’t consider this a victory. Although the other party was scared off, it was clear that the trouble was just beginning. The Fire Sun Race, unwilling to have their position threatened, would surely escalate the situation.

Strike preemptively? Doing so might end up closing off any chances for negotiation, facing the entire wasteland’s vigilance and defense.

Choose to compromise? Taking a step back means constant retreat.

Tushan clearly understood the severity as well, looking gravely at the vast and boundless wilderness below the mountain, "Brother Zhang Kui, let me handle this. The Fire Sun Race is just a minor issue. In the depths of the wilderness, there are several large tribes hiding terrifying backgrounds. If things really go south, I will lead the entire tribe to join your tribe."

"That’s fine. I need to head to the Central Dynasty. Before I leave, I’ll help you enhance the defense of the Divine Mountain Array."

Zhang Kui nodded in agreement. After all, they were just allies, and at this crucial moment deciding the future fate of the tribe, he wouldn’t interfere without permission.

"To the Central Dynasty?"

Tushan was taken aback upon hearing this, his expression very serious, "There is severe chaos there, several factions are fighting fiercely with no holds barred, using terrifying means, with strange events happening frequently. Brother Zhang Kui, you must be cautious."

"Hmm, I have a clear mind."

Zhang Kui nodded slightly, while a hunch arose in his heart:

The turmoil within the Netherworld Realm of the Eternal Immortal Dynasty might be related to that strange corpse!

Days later, the Divine Mountain of the Dragon Marquis Race had completely transformed. Though it was still filled with Spiritual Qi inside, the outside now had a layer of offensive Grand Array, continuously absorbing the surrounding vengeful and evil qi of the wilderness, exuding a daunting Qi Mechanism.

Zhang Kui bade farewell to Tushan, riding Fatty Tiger towards the central area of the Netherworld Realm.

But what he didn’t know was that just as he left, the situation on the Desolate Ancient Battlefield in the Longevity Star Realm changed...

...

The Ancient Starry Sky Route, perilous and eerie.

In ancient times, without Star Maps, those Ancient Cultivators discovered this old route by observing the patrols of the Star Giant Beasts. Along the route, whether Sun Stars or Life Stars, were far denser than anywhere else.

However, during the fall of the Immortal Dynasty battle, as the Evil God Red Pigeon descended personally, leading countless Three-Eyed Strange Birds, they turned this originally abundant ancient route into hell. One after another, the Sun Stars were drained of the True Fire Origin, collapsing or extinguishing, turning into black holes with bizarre gravitational zones everywhere.

Boom!

An Ancient Spirit Pavilion Starship flashed continuously, coming from the depths of the starry sky, its surface showing large areas of corrosion marks, looking quite miserable.

"Finally escaped..."

Inside the cabin, several members of the Ancient Race and Demon Immortals breathed a sigh of relief.

"Another Secret Realm has been destroyed, all taken by the Blood God Sect as sacrifices. This is not even about business anymore, but information from that region will be hard to gather in the future."

"Let’s go quickly, report this to the head, the great one from the Celestial Essence Star Realm shouldn’t blame us..."

As they spoke, they controlled the Starship into the Ancient Starry Sky Route, steering clear of gravitational zones, gradually disappearing into the darkness.

And just after they left, a massive bloodlight slowly emerged in the starry sky, behind it, an endless Sea of Blood was spreading, Blood Beasts surged, with hundreds of pagodas—it was a regiment of the Blood God Sect...