Nine Nether Heavenly Emperor-Chapter 1572 - 1557: Unifying the North Domain! Lord of the Northern Domain!
The purple storm thundering down from the heavens slowly began to dissipate as night descended.
Until the purple thunder withdrew completely from this realm, the Northern Border Palace, established for over thirty thousand years, had entirely vanished from this world. Under the gaze of all, a broken body suspended mid-air suddenly appeared before their eyes.
Covered in blood, unrecognizable, flesh hanging in tatters—revealing ghastly white bones that were particularly shocking to behold—it was clear it had emerged from a catastrophe.
"Someone? Just now, within the heavenly thunder, there was actually someone! And this person survived under the heavenly thunder! My God! Is this even human?"
"Who is this person? Could it be that this person is Emperor Nine Nether? Emperor Nine Nether survived the thunderous storm with defying power!"
"Emperor Nine Nether destroyed the Northern Border Dynasty; heavens sent thundering fury to annihilate Emperor Nine Nether. Yet, not even heavenly wrath could obliterate him, Emperor Nine Nether!"
"Emperor Nine Nether can withstand heavenly thunder! Who else in this world could compete with such a monstrosity! Emperor Nine Nether is a true great emperor throughout the ages!"
Once people saw the remnant form that survived the tribulation thunder, conversations erupted from all sides.
Most people believed that the survivor of the thunderous wrath was Netherworld of Emperor Nine Nether.
Who else but Emperor Nine Nether himself could possess such skills!
Amidst the surrounding discussions, Mo Xiaoyao had ceased paying heed, his hands forming handprints, channeling the Nine Nether Technique's Undying Body.
Given his injuries, the pressing concern was recovery.
However, suddenly, a profoundly mysterious ancient character surfaced within Mo Xiaoyao's mind, representing the Principle of Life.
"Hmm?" Upon sensing the ancient life character in his mind, Mo Xiaoyao's blood-soaked face twisted suddenly.
Once, Shi Feng had imparted to him an ancient character symbolizing the Principle of Death, and now, this ancient character resonated closely with the death symbol, exuding potent power of life.
Mo Xiaoyao immediately understood the significance of this ancient character, eyes opening just as Shi Feng's voice echoed in his mind: "Do not speak, do not think of anything else, just focus on recovery!"
Upon hearing Shi Feng's words, Mo Xiaoyao nodded gently, then closed his eyes once more, resuming recovery of his shattered body.
Soon after, Shi Feng's mind stirred again, and the rune representing the Principle of Life started to emerge in the minds of Lingg Yefeng, Luo Qingchuan, Xiao Tianyi, Shi Ling, Ning Cheng, the Seven Ghost Generals, Andang, and Miee Tian.
This rune, embodying the Principle of Life, proved beneficial to every martial art.
No one could do without the Principle of Life.
"Oh?"
"This..."
"Yes!"
Upon noticing the ancient rune appear in their minds, surprise first showed on their faces, quickly turning to joy, as they committed the ancient life character to memory.
"Thank you, Great Emperor!"
"Thank you, Great Emperor!"
Next, Dark Emperor Andang and Emperor of Destruction Miee Tian jumped forward, clasping hands in gratitude towards Shi Feng.
These two differed from the others, who either belonged to the Nine Nether Lineage or were Shi Feng's Ghost Generals.
Yet, Shi Feng had never treated these two as outsiders, sharing Demigod Realm martial arts enlightenment, having once imparted the dark ancient characters representing the Dark Principle, now granting them the ancient life character.
"There is no need for such formality!" Shi Feng spoke to Andang and Miee Tian.
These two shared an intimate camaraderie with Lingg Yefeng; in Shi Feng's eyes, they appeared as if family juniors. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞
Moreover, months ago, when Shi Feng returned to Netherworld Purgatory and Martial Emperors sought his life, these two aided without hesitation.
Upon hearing Shi Feng's remarks, Andang and Miee Tian shared a light laugh, nodding towards Shi Feng.
Everything seemed unspoken yet understood, no more words needed.
Gradually, under the dual recovery methods of the Nine Nether Undying Body and ancient life character, alongside Mo Xiaoyao continuously ingesting restorative pills, his wounds rapidly healed.
Torn flesh continuously regenerated anew.
Despite his injuries not yet fully healed, a white garment appeared on him, billowing in the wind.
Soon, his elegant, fair, and handsome visage reemerged first.
The serene and graceful Emperor Xiaoyao returned once more to the world, once more shining under everyone's eyes.
"It's him! It's actually Emperor Xiaoyao!"
"Emperor Xiaoyao, Mo Xiaoyao!"
"Emperor Xiaoyao!"
Upon seeing Emperor Xiaoyao, cries of astonishment arose once more from all sides.
Originally, everyone thought under the immense thunder lay Emperor Nine Nether, unexpectedly revealing Emperor Xiaoyao, Nine Nether's second disciple.
Soon afterward, Mo Xiaoyao's injuries had completely healed, lowering his head to gaze upon Shi Feng and the gathering from the Nine Nether.
Mo Xiaoyao presently appeared to Shi Feng as if reborn; his battle prowess no longer compared to ever before.
It was fundamentally like day and night!
Facing Mo Xiaoyao, Shi Feng nodded with satisfaction.
Upon noticing Shi Feng's approval, Mo Xiaoyao grinned, lips curling into a proud smile.
There existed no greater pride than gaining acknowledgment from a master.
Just then, standing within the Northern Border Imperial City, Shi Feng's figure suddenly shifted, drifting into the void.
On seeing Shi Feng move, the Nine Nether assembly around him promptly followed his ascent into the void.
Originally fleeing the thunder, a million-strong Nine Nether army now gathered upon seeing their invincible great emperor.
The skies above Northern Border Imperial City were again shrouded by chilling winds, temperatures plummeting sharply.
"Hail the Great Emperor!"
"Hail the Great Emperor!"
"Long live the Great Emperor!"
Upon seeing their Great Emperor once more, a million-strong Nine Nether army kneeled immediately, chanting.
The chorus, like a tidal wave, resounded across the skies, shaking the heavens and aweing the city's populace.
"Rise, all of you." Glancing at the kneeling Ghost Soldiers, Shi Feng calmly spoke.
"Thank you, Great Emperor!" As the million Ghost Soldiers rose, Shi Feng's plain voice rose again:
"Northern Border is no more; henceforth, I, Netherworld, am the Lord of the North Domain, my word is destiny!"
"Henceforth, I, Netherworld, am the Lord of the North Domain, my word is destiny!"
...
The voice echoed through the world, simple yet allowing no rejection.
This voice arose in the heart of the North Domain yet spread in a gust in all directions.
