The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms Chapter 3416 - 3411: Netherworld Universe_1

Seeing Yang Chen dive into the Spatial Divine River, they couldn't help feeling a touch of emotion.

After all, Yang Chen had secured two Primordial Treasures, yet they had assaulted him without fully verifying the proof. Their behavior appeared rather unjustified.

A figure unkillable by a horde of alien race beings was now cornered to the brink by his fellow humans.

Yet, at this moment, further talk held no purpose.

Silver City's face shifted subtly as Yang Chen leaped into the Spatial Divine River; clenching his teeth, a flicker of fury appeared in his eyes.

In the end, he had gained nothing from Yang Chen.

"Hmph, that pretender got fortunate by leaping into the Spatial Divine River. He allied with the Insect Race and merited death. No need for anyone to keep watching. Let's depart," Silver City declared.

Upon hearing Silver City's statement, the Heavenly Fate Realm Experts present offered no rebuttals. With Silver City voicing it, they felt entirely at ease.

The demise of a mere Heaven-separated Realm cultivator barely rippled among these Forbidden Spirit Palace powerhouses.

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Hence, these mighty figures slowly departed, while simultaneously, inside the Spatial Divine River, Yang Chen abruptly snapped open his eyes.

Yet his state was far from ideal.

He had assumed the Spatial Divine River resembled Mo Xin Lake, which he once faced beneath Bi Shuangxing. But plunging in revealed their stark differences.

The Spatial Divine River's pressure posed no great threat to him. Drawing on past encounters, Yang Chen had cloaked himself in Space-Time Law the instant he sensed its similarity to Mo Xin Lake.

Moreover, his Cultivation Level had soared since his initial dip into Mo Xin Lake, allowing him seamless entry into the Spatial Divine River.

If Silver City learned he had plunged into the Spatial Divine River without a scratch, wouldn't he freak out?

Still, the trouble lay elsewhere: unlike Mo Xin Lake, the Spatial Divine River's space-time churned with wild instability.

The river's central vortex raged far more chaotically than Mo Xin Lake's. The second Yang Chen entered, it savagely tugged and ripped at him, intent on hauling him into its depths without mercy.

Yang Chen fought back fiercely, but his Space-Time Law couldn't withstand the vortex's relentless pull, drawing his form ever nearer.

He strained desperately to flee the Spatial Divine River, yet the vortex intensified. In that instant, utter fatigue overwhelmed Yang Chen.

At full power, unleashing the Ten Thousand Law Dao Embryo might have freed him. But his struggles only fueled the vortex's fury.

Bit by bit, Yang Chen neared the vortex's edge. Losing all control, he vanished into its maw.

"This is bad!"

Yang Chen hastily enveloped himself in Space-Time defenses, uncertain what awaited in the vortex's heart amid the Spatial turbulence.

Nevertheless, he conceded that this forceful drag into the vortex shattered all his plans.

He had braved Mo Xin Lake previously, expecting a safe dive into the Spatial Divine River, yet this twist blindsided him.

A searing headache assaulted Yang Chen, fuzzing his awareness.

As the space around him twisted wildly, it halted with him stranded in a ferocious black hole's core.

"Barren Black Hole?"

Yang Chen blinked in shock.

Had the vortex spat him into a Barren Black Hole?

He had clashed with one during his Realmless state, recalling its horrors vividly. Facing it anew, caution gripped him tight.

Now in the Heaven-separated Realm, his cultivation dwarfed his former self. Mastering the ambient laws with effort, Yang Chen issued a summons.

"Spirit of the Firefox, Crimson Ox Soul, emerge!"

Calling forth the duo of mighty souls, they seized his arms and wrenched him free from the Barren Black Hole with brute force.

In his escape, thick black smoke erupted from the Barren Black Hole, clawing to reclaim him into its abyss.

Yet Yang Chen commanded the souls with blinding speed, denying the Barren Black Hole any hold. Clear of it, he fled without pause, widening the gap swiftly.

Exhaustion truly gripped Yang Chen now. Free from the Barren Black Hole, he exhaled in relief, sensing he remained within the Universe Starry Sky yet lost to its whereabouts.

His ease proved fleeting; solemnity darkened his features, lips quivering.

All around, the Universe reeked of ominous aura, blanketed in dense Ghost Qi. Soul vision pierced to several Star Interfaces, each bearing Gates of Life and Death.

"Where am I?" Yang Chen gaped, stunned beyond words.

How had the vortex hurled him here?

"If the Spatial Divine River forms a space's nucleus, does this vortex serve as a chaotic outlet from myriad Spatial turbulences? Does it fling you randomly across the Universe Starry Sky?" Bewilderment clouded Yang Chen's face.

Unbeknownst to him, his speculation hit close to truth.

Still, none braved such peril, for the Spatial Divine River spelled doom for entrants.

"Have I landed in the Netherworld’s Universe?" Yang Chen scanned about, conviction mounting with each glance.

Only the Netherworld’s Universe oozed such gloom, its interfaces riddled with Gates of Life and Death.

Yang Chen's mouth jerked at the realization, though composure soon returned.

The predicament loomed grave, yet the Netherworld’s Universe neighbored their human one. Besides...

"Rushing off blindly now means no path home. Better to heal on a close interface first. At peak strength, survival options abound. And stirring no chaos in the Netherworld might prove tricky anyway." Yang Chen pondered inwardly.

Truthfully, that wasn't central. The crux was Jiyulotianjing...

"A fitting interface lies near, lacking mighty foes. I'll base here initially." Yang Chen vaulted over, touching down at once.

True enough, no powerhouses dominated this interface; its strongest were scant Heaven-separated Realm cultivators, mere playthings for Yang Chen.

This sparked his theory: Netherworld elites had marched to Forbidden Spirit Palace, stripping their homeland of guardians.

Should that hold, his arrival spelled fortune.

Yang Chen grew surer, wasting no moment. He dove into recovery, hastening his power's return.

Grasping this chance, now stood prime for him to rampage against the Gates of Life and Death!