I Can Extract Divine Power

Chapter 376 - 157: Entering the Netherworld, Confronting Wang Tianxing

But the resentment continued to rise, gathering in the sky.

Witnessing this, Shen Bai finally understood why so many people had broken into the Netherworld.

The Netherworld itself was supposed to be extremely stable. The commoners’ accidental entry must be related to the resentful items they carried, just like the Incense Bag Shen Bai had seen before.

"But why couldn’t you sense it?" Shen Bai asked, looking down at Amber in his arms.

Amber stopped its low growl and meowed.

Shen Bai, however, couldn’t understand it.

But that wasn’t a major issue, as now was not the time to discuss how they had gotten in.

In the sky, the resentment continued to swirl together.

Shen Bai drew Cold Moon from his waist and had Amber enter his body, then unleashed a streak of Blood Red Sword Qi.

Countless streams of Blood Red Sword Qi converged, forming a giant, blood-red sword that viciously chopped down on the resentment in the sky.

But immediately after, the scattered resentment coalesced once more, becoming even denser than before.

Seeing this, Feng Zheng’s brow furrowed. "What terrifying resentment," he said. "Once resentment of this level takes hold, aberrations will appear rapidly, and the aberrations within will grow even stronger."

"Aberrations rarely appear in the Netherworld, but this one seems to be Wang Tianxing’s doing."

Shen Bai already understood, with no need for Feng Zheng to explain further.

He turned his head, scanned his surroundings, and shouted, "Wang Tianxing! I know you’re here. It seems your madness has exceeded my imagination."

No one answered. Wang Tianxing was no fool; he wouldn’t expose his position at a time like this.

Feng Zheng looked at the Third Prince and said, "Third Prince, if there’s danger later, do your best to protect yourself."

At this point, Feng Zheng could only do his best to ensure the Third Prince remained unharmed.

The men the Third Prince had brought with him had already formed a protective circle around him.

The surrounding members of the Observatory had also checked on the commoners.

Ouyang Sword stepped forward. "Lord Feng, Brother Shen," he said, "the commoners have only fallen unconscious. It seems to be caused by the resentment, compounded by their bodies not adapting to the sudden entry into the Netherworld. They’re not in any serious danger, but it will take some time for them to wake up."

Feng Zheng sighed in relief. "As long as nothing’s happened to them, that’s the best we could hope for."

If they could survive this ordeal, he would have a good report for his superiors.

As Ouyang Sword spoke, the massive cloud of resentment in the sky condensed into a sphere a hundred zhang across, and it was still compressing.

Just then, a figure suddenly flashed past, hurtling toward the giant Resentment Ball.

Shen Bai whipped his head around and saw Wang Tianxing rapidly approaching.

Wang Tianxing’s gaze was locked on Shen Bai, his eyes filled with a trace of manic glee.

"You can’t escape."

Shen Bai’s reaction was instantaneous. He used Divine Thousand Miles, soaring into the air and charging toward Wang Tianxing.

Though he had moved second, Shen Bai arrived first. He appeared before Wang Tianxing and swung Cold Moon.

Cold Moon erupted with terrifying Blood Red Sword Qi. As it flashed across Wang Tianxing’s neck, a thin, crimson line appeared on his skin.

Wang Tianxing’s head tumbled from his shoulders.

But what happened next was utterly horrifying.

Wang Tianxing actually extended his left hand, grabbed his own severed head, and hurled it toward the Resentment Ball in the sky.

The terrifying scene was both shocking and abrupt.

The head flew in an arc and merged into the Resentment Ball, while Wang Tianxing’s body vanished completely.

The head, now part of the Resentment Ball, immediately swiveled around at a horrific angle to look mockingly at Shen Bai.

"There is a Miracle Skill known as the Flying Head Technique. It allows one to discard their body and live on as just a head. This is that very technique."

Shen Bai hovered in midair, looking at the disembodied head of Wang Tianxing. "What are you trying to do?" he asked slowly.

Wang Tianxing laughed maniacally. "What am I trying to do? I want your life, of course."

As he spoke, the giant Resentment Ball in the sky began to rapidly disappear.

To be precise, it wasn’t disappearing, but rather enveloping Wang Tianxing’s head.

Then, as he absorbed the resentment, Wang Tianxing’s torso and limbs rapidly grew back.

A powerful aura erupted from Wang Tianxing.

Down below, Feng Zheng saw this and shouted, "That’s the Grudge Eating Technique! An evil art that was lost long ago! It feeds on resentment and creates resentment. When cultivated to a high level, the user loses all human emotion and becomes a monster that knows only slaughter!"

Hearing this, Wang Tianxing roared with laughter. "It is indeed the Grudge Eating Technique! Combined with the Flying Head Technique, it allows for the regeneration of severed limbs. I now have complete control over this Netherworld Fragment! And while I can’t open the true Netherworld, all of you will be buried here!"

"After I’ve killed you all, I’ll study this Netherworld Fragment at my leisure. These commoners should be enough to sustain me until I’ve figured it all out."

"A fragment?" Shen Bai rubbed his chin. "So, this isn’t the real Netherworld?"

Wang Tianxing smiled. "The academy’s records mention it. A Netherworld Fragment that broke off from the true Netherworld and has been wandering the mortal realm ever since. I stumbled upon it by chance and learned the truth."

"To control the true Netherworld like this would be a fool’s dream. But a fragment of it is more than enough! Shen Bai, I have merged with this Netherworld Fragment. As long as the fragment is not destroyed, I am immortal! Today, I will take your life!"

Seeing this, Shen Bai just smiled faintly. "What a pity. Such a pity."

Wang Tianxing’s expression turned cold. "What’s a pity?"

Shen Bai shook his head. "Wang Tianxing, you’ve planned for every contingency, but in the end, you couldn’t out-plan me."

"Lord Feng, earlier you wondered about my fearless composure when the signs of the Netherworld first appeared. Now, I’ll tell you why."

Feng Zheng was stunned. He asked subconsciously, "Why?"

The corners of Shen Bai’s mouth curled into a slight smile.

He didn’t charge into the Resentment Ball. Instead, he used Divine Thousand Miles to land on the ground.

Then, he placed his hand on the ground of this Netherworld Fragment.

Before his eyes, a line of text formed from smoke appeared.