1245: C1245 Seal

C1245 Seal

As the Dark Water descended, wisps of dark mist gathered in the center of the web as if summoned, forming a whirlpool that devoured all the shadows.

The dark mist disappeared and revealed a skeleton. It was extremely scared and tried to fight back, but it was devoured inch by inch.

"You know the forbidden sealing technique!?"

The skeleton screamed with hatred and panic, "Dammit, I met a monster!"

"Forbidden sealing techniques specialize in the soul. Although you're a Sacred Lord, you're no exception."

Zhou Yan laughed coldly, but he was shocked in his heart. This skeleton was too strong. Even without a physical body, it could still fight with him.

If it was at its peak, how terrifying would it be?!

"Brat, what do you want to know? I'll tell you everything!"

Suddenly, the skeleton changed his attitude and fawned, "I am an elder of the Nether Palace, a supreme sect in the Profound Sky Continent. My name is..."

The skeletal Division Leader started to explain its origin.

The Nether Palace was located in the Mystic Sky Continent and was a mysterious Clan that specialized in nurturing disciples. It had a long history and a strong foundation.

There was an ancient scroll in the Dark Nether Palace called the 'Dark Nether Record'. It recorded the world, techniques, skills, and even immortal techniques.

There were also many skills and techniques.

The skeleton was a treasure that gave birth to its own consciousness and a powerful skill.

The Records of the Netherworld was mysterious and powerful. It could be said to be the number one skill in the Tian Xuan Continent.

"Hmph!"

Suddenly, the skeleton said coldly: "But a measly ant is worthy of knowing my secret?"

As soon as it finished speaking, the skeleton opened its mouth and spat out a black jade slip, which landed in front of Zhou Yan.

"Hmm?"

Vigilant, Zhou Yan picked up the jade slip and studied it carefully.

"What is this thing?!"

Zhou Yan frowned, feeling that this jade slip was very special, as if it contained some sort of secret.

In that instant, the jade slip shattered and turned into specks of starlight that fused into Zhou Yan's body.

In that instant, Zhou Yan could feel that a lot of information had appeared in his mind. One scripture after another flowed into his heart and turned into a cultivation technique called the Netherworld Register.

As the name implied, the Netherworld Register was an advanced version of the Netherworld Soul Refining Art.

"So that's how it is!"

After a moment, Zhou Yan came to a sudden realization and calmed down.

The Record of the Netherworld had a total of three levels. With every increase in level, its power would increase by leaps and bounds. When it reached its peak, it could even refine the water of the Netherworld into a Netherworld Sword.

"This is the cultivation method of the Dark Nether Sword. If you're able to cultivate it, you'll be able to control it." The skeleton said: "I believe that as long as you have time, you will be able to suppress the heavens and sweep across all experts."

"Hehe...."

Hearing the skeleton's bewitching words, Zhou Yan shook his head and laughed, "That's not my ambition..."

Before he could finish speaking, a vast and indescribable memory surged into his mind. Zhou Yan's expression changed drastically as his pupils contracted and his face revealed a look of shock.

"This is...!?"

Zhou Yan raised his head in shock and stared at the skeleton in front of him. His heart was in turmoil.

"This is the memory of the Lord of the Nether World!?"

Zhou Yan's heart skipped a beat as he felt endless shock.

The Lord of the Nether World was a hero of his generation. He had once conquered the heavens and swept across ten thousand regions. His achievements were glorious.

However, Zhou Yan never would have thought that the memories left behind by this peerless expert would actually appear in his mind.

This opportunity was truly too heaven-defying!

"What kind of power is the Nether Palace? Why is it still able to survive after the death of the Lord of the Nether?"

Zhou Yan frowned and fell into deep thought.

The Lord of the Nether World had swept across the universe and looked down on everyone. He could be said to be an invincible expert, but he still died in the hands of his companions.

This made Zhou Yan feel incredulous!

According to the legends, the Lord of the Nether World was already a half-step Saint. One more step and he would become a Sacred Lord with a lifespan of a thousand years.

How could such a powerful existence be defeated?!

Could he have offended some terrifying existence? Or was he being plotted against by an enemy?

These two possibilities were both possible.

Zhou Yan's mind raced as he became more and more suspicious.

"Hahaha, brat, you don't have to worry..."

The skeleton was overjoyed and laughed wildly, "My master is the founder of the Nether Palace - - The Netherworld Immortal!"

Rumble ~

The smile on the skeleton's face stopped, and his body started to tremble as fear appeared in his eyes.

The Netherworld Immortal was the founder of the Netherworld Palace and the supreme Emperor of the Netherworld Palace!

In the Netherworld Palace, the Netherworld Immortal was a god, an existence that couldn't be disobeyed. No one could disobey the will of the Netherworld Immortal, and those who did were all killed.

Under the Dark Nether Immortal's command, the nine Protector Elders controlled the entire Dark Nether Palace and commanded everything. No one dared to retort, and even the current Sacred Lord had to respect them.

The Netherworld Immortal was invincible in his entire life. He ruled over the Nine Prefectures and ran amuck in Wuji's territory.

Unfortunately, during one of his travels, the Netherworld Immortal was severely injured and was lucky enough to survive.

The Netherworld Immortal clearly remembered that the disaster came from a weird place in the Secret Realm.

That Secret Realm was filled with danger and killing, and there were all kinds of evil arrays and curses...

However, the Netherworld Immortal was bold and powerful. He didn't care at all.

In the end, under the courageous charge of the Netherworld Immortal, he forcefully opened up a path of blood.1

However, the Dark Nether Immortal had paid a heavy price and was severely injured, leaving behind only a weak soul.

The Netherworld Immortal had no choice but to go into seclusion and focus on healing himself.

However, the changes in the Netherworld Palace happened, and the Sacred Lady became the new Lord of the Netherworld.

At that time, the Dark Nether Immortal was in a weak state and couldn't stop all of this. He could only watch as the Sacred Lady became the new Lord of the Dark Nether Palace.

From then on, the Dark Nether Palace walked on a completely different path. The Sacred Lady was extremely ambitious and wanted to create her own Dark Nether Kingdom and become a powerful force.

"The Dark Nether Kingdom isn't a bad idea, but it lacks some foundation."

After a long while, Zhou Yan slowly woke up. He thought for a moment and said, "Since that's the case, how about I help the Holy Maiden increase her talent?"

The Lord of the Nether World, the last wish of the Netherworld Immortal, was to bring glory to the Netherworld Palace and restore the glory of the Netherworld Empire.

Zhou Yan believed that with such talent, he would definitely be able to do it.

Thus, Zhou Yan was prepared to help. After all, the Holy Maiden was his fiancée!

"Eh? You actually have such a plan?"

Hearing this, the skeleton was stunned, and then his eyes lit up, "Zhe zhe zhe... A useless youth like you actually has such a plan?"

"Little guy, I advise you to give up. This kind of thing is hopeless..." The skeleton kept on laughing, obviously disapproving of Zhou Yan's actions.

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