Divine King of Honour Chapter 1839: A Familiar Feeling

The Yin Yang Qiankun Array has been breached, and Xu Nian's immediate peril has been averted for the time being.

Without further delay, Xu Nian continued his journey onward.

However, it wasn't long before Xu Nian stumbled upon a corpse.

This discovery caused Xu Nian's brows to furrow instantly.

The reason for his concern was that the deceased was none other than the individual who had accompanied Mu Yuqing into this Asura Forest.

Xu Nian had previously assessed this person's cultivation, which was at the peak of the Nether Emperor realm.

Presently, the man's soul body was visibly dispersing.

It was evident that his demise had occurred very recently.

Upon examining the cause of death, Xu Nian found that the victim had been instantly annihilated, with their entire soul origin eradicated. This explained the serene, pain-free expression on the deceased's face.

What kind of power could bring about the instantaneous death of a cultivator at the Nether Emperor Peak level?

Naturally, it must be acknowledged that the cultivation and soul power of a Nether Emperor Peak expert are sealed within this place, significantly diminishing their combat effectiveness.

After all, relying solely on the power of laws, their strength would be comparable, at best, to that of a Netherworld Venerate.

"Hmm, there they are," Xu Nian was suddenly drawn to two figures in the distance.

These two individuals hailed from the Mo Yang Sword Academy.

Mu Yuqing possessed a stunning appearance, exuding an extraordinary elegance. Her demeanor was cold, her graceful form impeccable, and her curves were tantalizingly pronounced.

Her long, slender legs, in particular, were smooth and perfectly shaped, like a lethal enchantment from the mortal world.

Her phoenix-like eyes held a high and cold gaze, and having ascended to the divine level, she emanated a lofty divine power that compelled involuntary submission.

Undoubtedly, Mu Yuqing was a beauty of exceptional caliber.

Beside her stood a young man.

His features were as refined as jade, strikingly handsome.

This young man was at the Nether Emperor Perfection level, and his gaze towards Mu Yuqing was filled with undisguised admiration.

It was clear he harbored affections for Mu Yuqing.

No, to be more precise, he was an ardent admirer of Mu Yuqing.

At this moment, the pair stood before an imposing stone stele.

Two characters were etched onto this monument: Hell!

These inscriptions were bold and powerful, radiating a chilling sword aura. A mere glance sent a shiver down Xu Nian's spine, inducing a creeping sense of dread.

In that instant, Xu Nian felt as though he was confronted by endless mountains of corpses and rivers of blood, overwhelming him with despair and terror.

"What terrifying brushstrokes," Xu Nian murmured to himself.

He held a strong conviction that the individual responsible for carving these words must have been immensely powerful.

"Since you are here, why not reveal yourself?"

However, just as Xu Nian was engrossed in awe of the Hell Stele, Mu Yuqing suddenly turned her gaze towards Xu Nian's concealed position and spoke.

Xu Nian was momentarily stunned.

Discovered?

Such keen perception.

He had taken great care to mask his aura, ensuring no spatial fluctuations or sounds of wind betrayed his presence. How could he have been detected?

But now that he had been found, there was no longer any need for concealment.

"Whoosh!"

Xu Nian directly materialized and stepped into view.

"It's you!" Mu Yuqing exclaimed in surprise as Xu Nian appeared.

Evidently, she recognized him as the young man she had briefly seen at the entrance of the Asura Forest.

The reason she had initially noticed him was that Mu Yuqing had sensed a faint, familiar aura emanating from him.

This aura was so subtle that she had initially dismissed it as an illusion.

Yet, the moment Xu Nian emerged, that peculiar sensation returned, stronger this time.

This left Mu Yuqing considerably perplexed.

The young man accompanying Mu Yuqing, on the other hand, observed Xu Nian's arrival with palpable unfriendliness.

"Who are you and why are you trailing us?" the young man demanded immediately, his tone laced with arrogance.

"I am not following you. I am merely entering this Asura Forest by chance as well," Xu Nian responded calmly.

"Nonsense, you are clearly stalking us. How else could you be here precisely when we entered the Asura Forest?" the young man retorted sharply.

Xu Nian was left momentarily speechless.

Did one need to coordinate their entry into the Asura Forest?

They had appeared out of nowhere, and now they were accusing him of following them.

What possible reason would he have to pursue them?

He glanced at Mu Yuqing, noticing that she was observing him with an impassive expression, seemingly indifferent to the rude interrogation from her companion.

This left Xu Nian feeling rather resigned.

"I am not following you. If you choose not to believe me, there is nothing further I can do," Xu Nian stated placidly.

He was disinclined to offer any protracted explanations.

He had already deduced that this young man suspected him of harboring designs on Mu Yuqing, hence the overt hostility.

It was laughable; would he truly venture into such a perilous domain for the sake of a woman?

"Hmph, you refuse to acknowledge the truth, hence your claim of not pursuing Junior Sister Yuqing," the young man sneered.

His eyes seethed with disdain.

Xu Nian found himself utterly at a loss for words.

Could the mind of this young man be solely occupied by thoughts of women?

While Mu Yuqing possessed a captivating beauty, it wasn't to a degree that would utterly enchant him.

Xu Nian bypassed the young man and began walking toward the Hell Stele.

As he drew nearer to the monument, an increasingly potent and terrifying aura emanated from the two characters inscribed upon it, an aura that pierced directly into his mind and sent a shiver down his entire spine.

"These two symbols were personally carved by the Netherworld Lord, and this monument is known as the Hell Boundary Stele!"

At that precise moment, Mu Yuqing's voice, both cold and melodious, resonated through the air.

Xu Nian couldn't help but cast a surprised glance toward Mu Yuqing.

She met his gaze with a placid expression, yet a discernible flicker of curiosity resided within her eyes.

Her words left Xu Nian somewhat astonished.

A stele personally engraved by the Netherworld Lord? Could this location possibly hold a connection to the Netherworld Lord himself?

If such was the case, then his arrival here was indeed fortuitous.

"What is your name?" Mu Yuqing inquired once more.

Xu Nian was momentarily taken aback, clearly not anticipating such a direct question from her.

As Mu Yuqing posed her question, the young man standing beside her displayed an expression of profound shock.

Mu Yuqing herself was inquiring about the name of this young man?

It was common knowledge within the Mo Yang Sword Academy that Mu Yuqing was an aloof, goddess-like figure, as cold as ice.

Numerous geniuses had vied for her attention, only to be met with stern rejection.

She had rarely afforded any man more than a cursory glance.

And yet, she was now directly asking Xu Nian for his name?

This turn of events could only serve to stun him.

In that instant, his gaze upon Xu Nian was suffused with a boundless jealousy.

"My name is Xu Fenn!" Xu Nian replied.

"Xu Fenn? A tranquil breeze arrives, a fittingly pleasant name!" Mu Yuqing offered her compliment.

The accompanying young man was rendered even more incredulous.

Mu Yuqing had actually offered a compliment to a man?

If the esteemed talents from Mo Yang Sword Academy or the Qing State were to learn of this, they would likely fall into a state of utter delirium!

Xu Nian, too, felt a touch of surprise. He had not anticipated Mu Yuqing would exhibit such warmth toward him.