Chapter 140 - Netherworld Prison

“Kid, you talk too much!”

Lin Xuan’s question had clearly caused the dissatisfaction of the Black Robed Man, and a surge of black fog rushed towards Lin Xuan.

Hiss!

Sword Light flashed, and the black fog was slashed apart, gradually dissipating.

“What fierce Sword Intent!” The woman in white exclaimed in surprise, aware of the gap in cultivation between the two.

The Black Robed Man was obviously much stronger than Lin Xuan, but Lin Xuan’s sword had cut through the Black Robed Man’s attack.

“Hmph, it seems I’ll need to display some real techniques for you to behave!”

The Black Robed Man was somewhat annoyed.

He remained hidden in darkness, with attacks coming from all directions.

“Netherworld Prison!”

Around Lin Xuan, the black fog churned, and four chains formed of black fog emerged from the ground, ensnaring him.

Between the chains, there were thin black lines, emanating a dangerous aura.

Lin Xuan’s gaze flickered, and everything around him was imprinted clearly in his mind.

“Be careful, don’t let the black Qi touch you!” the woman in white called out from a distance.

“Hurricane Style!”

The Longsword swept across, and four azure hurricanes formed, breaking out in all directions, while Lin Xuan’s body leapt up high.

“Gale Triple Stab!”

The Longsword turned into a shooting star, thrusting out, as if merging with the wind, and reached extreme speed.

Yet, the black fog was not made of metal and could reshape at will.

Lin Xuan’s body flew far away, and the entire rectangular black fog stretched indefinitely but didn’t shatter.

“It’s useless, stop wasting your energy.

Even a Martial Artist at the Spirit Sea Third Level wouldn’t be able to escape from the Netherworld Prison, let alone you!”

The Black Robed Man’s words carried a hint of pride, his voice drifting, making it difficult to pinpoint the source.

Lin Xuan’s body shot backward, once again enveloped by the black fog.

“Kid, if you want to live, there’s only one way out, and that’s to join forces with me!” the Black Robed Man threatened.

Lin Xuan’s mouth curled upwards slightly; he was not afraid because this wasn’t his first encounter with people from the Netherworld Hall.

From the earlier battle in Lishan City, he knew that people from Netherworld Hall feared attacks of yang attributes like Thunder and Fire.

He had never used his golden lightning, so he was not concerned.

And if all else failed, he still had his Bronze Bracelet to protect his life.

“Tell me what the Life Essence he’s looking for is,” Lin Xuan demanded in a deep voice.

The woman in white hesitated slightly, thinking Lin Xuan would be too afraid to refuse the Black Robed Man’s alliance, but it didn’t seem to be the case now.

“What he and I are looking for should be the same thing, but I haven’t got my hands on it,” the woman in white said, “Based on my calculations, it should be within this relic.”

“It’s a Fierce Beast egg, but the species is unclear,” the woman, eager for Lin Xuan’s support, shared everything she knew.

“A Fierce Beast egg?” Lin Xuan showed no emotion, but his heart shook.

He remembered the green Fierce Beast egg in his Storage Ring.

It was given to him by the small white monkey in the cave; it looked very ordinary, and he hadn’t paid it much mind.

Now, however, the woman’s words made him suspicious.

“Lord of Wine, is there anything special about that egg?” Lin Xuan sent a message.

“That egg is not simple; it truly contains Life Essence,” the Lord of Wine replied.

“But I cannot consume it, and neither should you give it to anyone else.”

“Some memories are sealed, but subconsciously, I should recognize it,” the Lord of Wine pondered and added.

Since the Lord of Wine deemed it important, Lin Xuan would certainly not hand it over.

“It seems I will have to deal with the Black Robed Man,” Lin Xuan decided, conveying the message with his Soul.

“How long before you can recover?”

The woman in white’s mind heard Lin Xuan’s voice; she was visibly shaken and likewise sent a message: “I am ready to take action at any moment.”

Lin Xuan and she confirmed their fighting strategy and then said to the Black Robed Man, “I agree with you.”

Whoosh!

The black fog dispersed, the Black Robed Man’s voice sounded, “Go and break her defense.”

Lin Xuan held the Red Flame Greatsword and slowly walked forward.

Halfway there, he suddenly made his move.

In a corner, the air trembled, and a sword light flashed, the Sword Intent astonishing.

Boom!

Black mist churned, forming a shield that entwined and continuously eroded the Sword Qi.

“Boy, you’re courting death!” The Black Robed Man was furious, unable to believe that Lin Xuan would make a move against him, let alone that Lin Xuan could discover his location.

“Melt Wind Style!”

Once Lin Xuan took action, he never stopped, his Sword Qi swirling as he attacked the Black Robed Man.

At the same time, the lady in white also made her move, casting out a series of Palm Shadows, with an imposing momentum.

The strange Sword Qi vanished, then appeared out of nowhere, slashing at the Black Robed Man’s back, while the sky full of Palm Shadows blocked off all his escape routes.

Lin Xuan and the lady in white cooperated for the first time, their tacit understanding remarkable.

“Humph, you can’t injure me with that!” The Black Robed Man scoffed, his body turning into black mist, blending into the air.

“My body is ethereal, you can’t cut me down at all.” The Black Robed Man laughed, drifting in the air.

“As for you, daring to oppose the Netherworld Hall, utter idiocy!”

Whoosh!

The air fluctuated, and a thick Sword Qi shot out, passing through the black mist.

“Explode!” Lin Xuan barked.

Crackle and pop!

A series of loud noises followed, golden arcs dancing, forming a thunder screen in the air, completely enveloping the black mist.

Hiss!

Black smoke rose in the air, giving off an acrid smell.

“Ah!” The Black Robed Man screamed, reverting to human form and tumbling through the air.

“Netherworld Flash!”

A black gleam flashed, and the Black Robed Man’s body vanished, then reappeared in another direction.

His body bore several transparent holes, accompanied by a scent of burning, and he looked extremely wretched.

“Unexpectedly, you have a Thunder attribute too!” The lady in white exclaimed, her gaze towards Lin Xuan filled with added curiosity.

“Boy, you dare to injure me, I’ll turn you into a Ghost Slave, making you wish you were dead!” The Black Robed Man’s voice was hoarse, filled with murderous intent.

Lin Xuan smiled faintly, “Quit your yapping, I’ve killed more than one monster like you, which number of ‘You’ are you?”

“What, you’ve actually killed people from my Holy Hall?” The Black Robed Man was enraged, the black mist around him surging, forming a ferocious Ghost Head behind him.

“Let me handle this.” The lady in white’s expression grew solemn.

Lin Xuan nodded, stepping back.

He knew that the Black Robed Man was as powerful as the lady in white, merely suppressed by the space.

“I will assist on the side!” said Lin Xuan, his Sword Intent and Thunder having a restraining effect on the Black Robed Man.

The lady in white nodded slightly, then her body floated forward, shooting out rays of dawn light.

“Floating Light Shadow!”

As if millions of figures were dancing, light and shadow flickered, the vast Spiritual Power vibrating, making the Void hum and tremble.

The white-clad girl and the Black Robed Man fought fiercely, moving swiftly.

Lin Xuan, with his Purple Spirit Eyes, barely managed to keep up with their speed.

“Too fast!” Lin Xuan said with a wry smile, realizing he was struggling to get involved.

Boom—

A violent collision resounded, blood traced the corner of the lady in white’s mouth, her body retreating, a touch of pain surfacing on her flawless visage.

In contrast, the Black Robed Man’s aura soared, his black mist billowing, engulfing half of the cavern.

He swung his large hand, and dozens of black mist turned into venomous dragons, viciously lunging at the white-clad girl.

“Wind Thunder Slash!”

Lin Xuan swung his sword, the sword light shining brightly, cutting the black mist venomous dragons at the waist, with golden electric arcs dancing at the severed ends.

“Hmph, Netherworld Prison!”

The Black Robed Man made another move against Lin Xuan, four black chains appearing out of nowhere in four directions.