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Chapter 1643: Chapter 432: How Many Experts Does the Underworld Have? If We Can’t Defeat Qian Yuan, We’ll Challenge the Heavenly Pill Divine Sect

Rumble——!

Crack crack!

The heavens and earth seemed to tremble, shaken by the appearance of a single person!

It was as if countless dead souls had their emotions stirred in an instant, recalling memories before their deaths, clinging to the beauty of life they had lost.

They began to wail, scream, roar, and rampage…

The cries of countless dead souls filled the sky, as if a portal suppressing thousands of fierce ghosts had opened with the black Gate of Fengdu, spilling forth as a figure walked out slowly.

The terrifying power of tribulation, a strange and peculiar force, drifted between heaven and earth, provoking what seemed like the fury of Heaven and Earth Will, a discord born not from this world.

Underworld… Ghost Emperor!

All eyes couldn’t help but fall upon this figure engulfed in purple flames, lacking blood and flesh, skin, hair, leaving only a golden skull.

It drew everyone’s gaze, becoming the focal point of all eyes upon its appearance!

Underworld… a new presence!

A higher being above the Underworld Yama!

At this moment, not only in the direction of the court army, but even the strong in Qianyuan Dao City protected by the Underworld felt disbelief and… awe!

Yes, awe!

Even people like Feng Zhiqi and Hong Shifu, such strong figures, were both horrified and in awe.

Because the strength and mystery of the Underworld were evident to all.

Whether in Qianyuan Dao City or the Divine Capital, it was already an enigmatic entity wielding terrifying power.

And now, it seemed the higher-ups of the Underworld finally appeared…

No, it should be said… one emerged!

A being that seemed like it would change the heavens and the earth of the human world with its mere presence!

A being that, just by standing there, not even taking action, merely letting its ordinary aura flow, was enough to change the color of heaven and earth and shake its foundation!

Lv Qiankun stood before the Qiankun Small Cave Heaven, his gaze slightly narrowing.

A sense of fright filled his heart.

Being a Divine Tribulation Cultivator of the One Calamity and Two Tribulations Realm, he practiced the most orthodox method of divine cultivation.

He followed the path of the Three Calamities and Nine Tribulations, while the Dragon God Lineage followed the path of the Ancestor Dragon Tribulation, which perhaps wasn’t as apparent.

But Lv Qiankun could clearly feel that just by this Underworld Ghost Emperor standing there, the Power of Disaster seemed to tremble and fear him…

Yes, fear, it was a kind of… feedback of encountering a higher power of tribulation.

Like how White Netherworld Tribulation Fire would feel facing Netherworld Fire of the Three Calamities Tribulation…

It’s a disparity in the level of the Power of Disaster!

What kind of tribulation does the Underworld… possess?!

Lv Qiankun’s hair stood slightly on end; ever since he broke through to the Divine Tribulation Realm and passed the First Disaster Second Tribulation, he seldom felt such terror.

It’s like the fright a mere mortal would feel upon seeing a ghost…

Even when the Old Dragon God aggressively invaded the Qiankun Space and fought with him, he felt slightly inferior, yet not so horrified, because Lv Qiankun knew that if he went all out, he could fight the Old Dragon God to a standstill.

Yet the power of tribulation wielded by the Underworld Ghost Emperor was beyond his comprehension.

It was a power of tribulation he had never encountered before.

And it wasn’t just Lv Qiankun who was shocked to the core; Fang Hanshu was also taken aback, his pupils shrinking, and his Confucian robe seeming to stretch tight as iron.

Fang Hanshu was not only the Great Elder of the Qian Yuan Divine Sect, but also a God Hunter Killer of the Hunting God Pavilion…

Looking at that purple flame burning, the golden skull appearing as if spewed out, inciting inner fear of the Underworld Ghost Emperor, a boundless pressure suddenly pressed down on Fang Hanshu.

“Underworld… Underworld… Is it the human world’s Underworld… or the Strange Que’s Underworld?!”

Fang Hanshu suddenly started breathing heavily, his face flushed crimson.

A strong curiosity made him increasingly interested in the Underworld.

In Qianyuan Dao City.

Li Qingshan’s green robe fluttered as he stood beside Nurse Momo, who looked much better after eating a Flat Peach, with even stronger qi-blood.

Similarly dumbfounded.

Staring speechless.