Chapter 718 — Ambush on the Netherworld Supreme
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" The two halves of Yin Tianzi's body parted, left and right, each walking into a portal of its own; and when they stepped out again, they had become two Yin Tianzis! "The gulf between Lingxiao and the Imperial Throne is wider than you can imagine. " The two Yin Tianzis spoke in one voice: "Tian Shu, you are a Heavenly King, at the very least — how can you be so childish?
Did you think that carrying Kaihuang's blade would let you kill me? " He had divided into two, and both Yin Tianzis seemed to be the original, both at the full height of their power.
The moment they clashed, Tian Shu was no match.
With two Yin Tianzis attacking him at once, Tian Shu, for all his vast divine powers, could not hold them off, and could only rely on the might of the Imperial Gate Divine Blade to defend himself.
Out of the darkness came the roar of surging waves, and a boundless sea of the underworld appeared. Beneath Tian Shu's feet lay an endless black ocean — an ocean formed of black soul-sand!
The black soul-sand heaved and rolled; the sight was magnificent beyond measure. The Dark Capital's store of black soul-sand was hardly less than that of the Tianyin Realm, forming this vast underworld sea.
Who knew what the origin of all this black soul-sand might be.
Tian Shu was shaken to the core. He had once contended with Yin Tianzi before, but not in the Dark Capital — they had met in the outer world and fought a single bout, and because Yin Tianzi, confident in his own station, had not struck to kill from the first, Tian Shu had been able to escape.
But now they stood within the Dark Capital, above the underworld sea, and Yin Tianzi, wounded by him, had been stirred to true fury. Tian Shu had no confidence that he could withdraw unscathed from Yin Tianzi's hands.
Just then, a tremendous crash shook heaven and earth; the whole Dark Capital quaked, and a world in the darkness collided with a thunderous roar against the Dark Capital, which likewise lay in darkness!
A cloak snapped and streamed in the wind. King Yama's cloak shrouded all of Fengdu, and his gaze was grim and cold; countless demon-gods of Fengdu stood upon the city walls beneath that cloak, their killing intent seething.
The world that had collided with the Dark Capital was Fengdu!
Both worlds were fragments of the Horn of the Earth Lord, and now at last they had crashed together! The hand King Yama had laid upon his sword suddenly let go.
Sword-light flooded the underworld sea; he had marshaled the power of Fengdu and come bearing his sword. The light of his blade ran horizontal and vertical, straight as though measured by the strictest rule, and the arcs his sword-light traced followed curves of perfect roundness. Few who refine the sword demand such rigor of themselves; swordsmanship tends to prize variety above all.
But King Yama was such a man. He had labored bitterly at the fundamentals of the sword, and any sword art in his hands came out square and true, revealing the bearing of a grandmaster, with not the slightest flaw to be found.
He led Fengdu in a charge into the Dark Capital, sudden and unlooked-for, throwing it into utter chaos. The underworld sea of black soul-sand was pressed flat, its waves stilled, so that Yin Tianzi could no longer draw upon its power.
Tian Shu with his blade and King Yama with his sword — Yin Tianzi was caught off guard, and soon wounded under their joint assault. He was both shocked and enraged.
This whole scene did not look like chance at all; it looked like long-laid design.
From the tribulation-descending of his three disciples, to the Woodcutter and the First Ancestor being trapped, from Shen Mu's sudden appearance as the Divine Son of Youdu, to Lou Yunqu being forced to open the Dark Capital Heavenly Gate — all of it seemed to have fallen long ago into someone's reckoning.