Sole Sword Supremacy-Chapter 541 - 545: Putting on a Supernatural Act

"Do we really have to go?"

Looking at Wang Junze, the expressions of several people appeared somewhat complex. Now that the situation in Netherworld City has gradually stabilized, unless Night Spirit Demon Venerable returns, there won’t be any danger. Even without Wang Junze, they could maintain morale.

But going to the Netherworld Abyss now is too crazy, isn’t it?

Who knows what the situation in the Netherworld Abyss is like? It’s the battlefield for Saint Realm battles; rushing in recklessly is asking for death.

"Weren’t you worried before?" Wang Junze smiled, his gaze falling on Pei Haoran. "I’ll go once, and naturally know the result."

"I didn’t mean that..."

Pei Haoran hurriedly explained.

Waving his hand, Wang Junze interrupted, "That’s settled then. While I’m away, you all can discuss the matters in Netherworld City yourselves."

Wang Junze didn’t mean to consult with them, just arranging matters for his departure. Otherwise, if anyone thought he was fleeing, it’d be a joke.

"Master, I’m going with you!"

After hesitating for a moment, Huang Siyu took the initiative to speak.

"All right!"

After a slight hesitation, Wang Junze agreed. After all, Huang Siyu was a Path-Entering Powerhouse and adept at using poison, she might truly be of help.

As for the others, Wang Junze had no intention of taking anyone else.

Without any further delay, Wang Junze directly took out the Netherworld Flying Ship, and together with Luo Qingxuan and Huang Siyu, flew into the Nether Sea.

Most of the day passed swiftly.

Just as they arrived at the edge of the Netherworld Abyss, Wang Junze noticed that the originally black seawater was now stained with a layer of blood.

This blood, of course, could not be that of Saint Realm powerhouses, but rather the blood of countless beings affected by this battle in the Netherworld Abyss.

It was previously guessed that the battle in the Netherworld Abyss must be extremely fierce, but truly seeing this scene, it still sent a shiver through the heart.

Under these circumstances, no one knows if accidents might occur. Although the Netherworld Flying Ship can partially block out the aura, it is ultimately too fragile, and Wang Junze simply put it away, and the three continued to fly slowly deeper into the Netherworld Abyss.

As they continued deeper, Wang Junze quickly found that the seawater was full of floating corpses of various demon beasts.

Under normal circumstances, these corpses would have long been devoured by other demon beasts or even ordinary fish and shrimp in the sea, but now no demon beasts appeared, leaving the corpses floating in the sea.

Bang!

Suddenly, a huge wave surged, invigorating the spirits of Wang Junze and the other two.

This wave was obviously not naturally formed but stirred up by the battle, and this wave wasn’t particularly strong, mostly not caused by Saint Realm powerhouses, then naturally could very likely be Elder Luo and several Elders of the Profound Moon Sword Sect engaging with the Demon Race.

With a flick of their bodies, Wang Junze and the other two suddenly accelerated, following the wave’s direction.

...

"Kill!"

A glint of fierce light flashed in Luo Bingyun’s eyes as she sliced with the sword in her hand again, alongside two Elders of the Profound Moon Sword Sect, cutting through the waves toward the Demon Race in front of them!

In front of the two, there were dozens of demon races, each, when viewed separately, wasn’t particularly strong, only comparable to the Divine Travel Realm in cultivation, but bizarrely, these demon races had no vitality inside them, with bodies extremely strange, as if forcibly sewn together, completely indiscernible as to what demon race they were, yet they showed no fear, fiercely aggressive.

The scariest part was, no matter how much they killed, it was never-ending. Even when Luo Bingyun and the others exploded with full power, shredding these demon races’ bodies with Sword Qi, before long, new demon races would condense from the sea of other demon race corpses, attacking Luo Bingyun and her group again.

Luo Bingyun and her group had been trapped here for a long time, no matter how much they tried, they couldn’t avoid these bizarre demon races.

Even with firm determination, such prolonged battle inevitably generated a sense of fatigue and despair from the heart.

"Elder Luo, retreat!"

Seeing Luo Bingyun just kill some demon races, yet in an instant, new ones emerged from the corpses of other demon races in the sea, the two Elders of the Profound Moon Sword Sect couldn’t help but persuade.

They simply couldn’t break through the opponent’s blockade, and now the best option was to withdraw!

With their strength, if they wanted to retreat, these demon races couldn’t stop them.

But it was so hard to get to the Netherworld Abyss, knowing Qu Lishang was in the depths exchanging blows with other Saint Realm powerhouses, yet they couldn’t even get close, that kind of frustration, left Luo Bingyun unwilling to concede.

"Now you want to leave, isn’t it too late?"

Before Luo Bingyun could make a decision, these demon races in front suddenly burst into a cold laugh.

Instantly, the faces of Luo Bingyun and the others changed drastically, staring at the opponent in disbelief.

They had been trapped here for a long time and long knew that these demon races, though troublesome, actually lacked any intelligence. But now they suddenly spoke up, representing a radically different significance.

If these demon races are controlled by someone, then the opponent’s strength must be exceedingly terrifying, and... in such a situation, even wanting to escape might already be a luxury.

"Since you’ve spoken, why not show yourself?"

Forcefully suppressing the panic inside, Luo Bingyun spoke coldly.

"With you, do you deserve me taking action personally?"

With a derisive laugh, the opponent replied through the demon races again, "Profound Moon Sword Sect is really useless now, not even having one Saint Realm, daring to come to the Nether Sea to court death!"

This tone suddenly made Luo Bingyun’s heart sink.

Saint Realm!

Although it was anticipated that heading to the Nether Sea this time would very likely encounter Saint Realm powerhouses, actually meeting them, that pressure still made breathing difficult.

The opponent hadn’t even revealed themselves, possibly not even physically there, yet they could exert such terrifying pressure, this power is truly frightening.

"Hum!"

Almost simultaneously, a flash of sword light suddenly tore through the sky, coming toward Luo Bingyun and the others.

"The people of Corpse Demon Sect, not daring to show their face, yet here acting sneaky!"

The next moment, a laughter echoed slowly from the sky.

"Qingxuan, Wang Junze, you two came here?"

Instantly, surprise flashed in Luo Bingyun’s eyes, and she couldn’t help but speak.

Her feelings regarding the arrival of Wang Junze and Luo Qingxuan were complicated. On one hand, Wang Junze seemed very clear about the opponent’s identity, instantly exposing them, obviously able to help, but on the other hand, even she was helpless against them, Wang Junze’s arrival was indeed too dangerous.