The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms Chapter 3428 - 3423: Liberating the Ghost King_1

"What... Eight-Nine Tribulation?" Night Ghost Ancestor squinted his eyes, disbelief etched across his face: "Impossible! He's merely stepped into the Heavenly Destiny Realm. Even defying the heavens, without opening a world, how could he possibly draw the Eight-Nine Tribulation?"

The remaining Netherworld Ghost Kings chimed in: "Ghost Ancestor Sir, everything we reported is absolutely true. Yang Chen truly summoned the Eight-Nine Tribulation during his breakthrough to the Heavenly Destiny Realm. We witnessed his tribulation up close and personal—there's no way it's fake."

"I know none of you would dare lie to me." Night Ghost Ancestor declared, hands clasped behind his back: "If this kid truly pulled off such a feat at the Heavenly Destiny Realm, his talent is downright monstrous. Back in the Heaven-separated Realm, he slipped away from countless chases. Now in Heavenly Destiny Realm, his power has surged even further. Capturing him won't be simple with your current forces."

The Heavenly Destiny Realm experts glanced at Night Ghost Ancestor, uncertain of his plans.

Night Ghost Ancestor spoke deliberately: "I'll dispatch a few more Heavenly Destiny Realm experts to join you—making eleven mid-stage Heavenly Destiny Realm powerhouses in total. Fail again, and don't return to face me."

"Yes!" The powerhouses exclaimed in delight.

Eleven mid-stage Heavenly Destiny Realm powerhouses—that was massive. Nearly half the mid-stage Heavenly Destiny Realm forces securing the Netherworld were now focused on hunting Yang Chen.

World Stage powerhouses counted as ultra-rare fighters.

...

Yang Chen didn't sit still; he fully grasped that Netherworld ghost cultivators could track him down. Lingering in one spot meant certain doom, easy detection.

Constant movement, however, left those ghost cultivators helpless.

Thus, after merging with the Mountain and River Destruction Map, Yang Chen dove back into his signature task, wildly tearing down Gates of Life and Death.

Before, entering Heaven-separated Realm, he'd held back from excess recklessness. But now, everything changed—he'd broken through to Heavenly Destiny Realm.

His power had skyrocketed post-Heavenly Destiny Realm, dwarfing his Heaven-separated Realm days.

His sole worry remained the Heavenly Extreme Realm elites.

Yet those Heavenly Extreme Realm powerhouses lurked mostly in the Inner Area, with many headed to Forbidden Spirit Palace, leaving scant guards over Dark Flow Universe.

Stuck already in Dark Flow Universe, fretting over Heavenly Extreme Realm foes changed nothing.

Through Yang Chen's mad dismantling spree, he flawlessly fulfilled the deal for thirty Gates of Life and Death.

Only after finishing did Yang Chen meet Senior Luo anew.

"Senior Luo, I've dismantled the thirty Gates of Life and Death as agreed and freed dozens of batches. Now it's your turn to uphold our pact." Yang Chen stated.

Luo gazed at Yang Chen with growing approval.

Yang Chen's feats shone brilliantly. Dismantling thirty Gates of Life and Death ranked as an insanely tough ordeal.

A pleased smile crossed Luo's face as he said: "Yang Chen, your progress thrills me. For the Jiyulotianjing, I'll give it all. Take this first half. I trust that mastering the Luo Tian Scripture will let you reshape the Netherworld's dire state."

Though puzzled by Luo's words, Yang Chen eagerly accepted the Luo Tian Scripture.

This flawless Dao technique had piqued his curiosity forever; he burned to uncover its secrets.

Exiting Luo's space, Yang Chen dove straight into studying it.

The Luo Tian Scripture stunned Yang Chen to his core. Its first half formed the Life Scroll, while Yan clutched the Death Scroll.

He'd figured a supreme Dao technique like this priceless scripture would detail life-and-death divine arts. But reality proved his view pathetically narrow, like a frog in a well.

"So that's the truth—no wonder... The entire Netherworld's framework ties directly to this Jiyulotianjing." Yang Chen murmured in awe.

Grasping the Jiyulotianjing let Yang Chen erect Gates of Life and Death, Calamity City, and Unwarranted Black Hole.

He could alter the Netherworld ghost cultivators' cursed fates.

The colossal Netherworld apparatus hinged entirely on this single Jiyulotianjing—what terror!

What formed the Netherworld's core?

Ensuring souls endured eternally, reborn via reincarnation. Such a grand setup crowned Yan Luo as the universe's top figure.

Yet Yan stripped away reincarnation and rebirth. Against true Yan Luo, he paled utterly.

Still, wielding Jiyulotianjing's lower half—the Death Scroll—Yan forged Dark Flow Universe. Terrifying indeed.

Luo's grasp on Jiyulotianjing fell short, turning his Gates of Life and Death into pure Death Gates. Life Gate's secrets eluded him completely.

"Life Gate, reincarnation, resurrection, rebirth..." Yang Chen pondered: "With Life Gate under my control, I can dominate all souls worldwide, reviving legions to serve me. Gu Mingyue could reincarnate too. But true rebirth demands the Death Scroll still."

Yang Chen let out a soft sigh. Lacking Jiyulotianjing's second half felt regrettable; possessing it would perfect things.

Still, his gains remained impressive.

At minimum, a fresh power was his.

"No more hiding—show yourselves." Yang Chen commanded.

Over ten days cultivating Jiyulotianjing, his location had leaked long ago. Ghost King powerhouses lurked in secret, spying.

These were all Sky-Separating Ghost Kings, too wary to close in, forced to observe from distance.

Exposed by Yang Chen, the Ghost Kings reeled in shock and alarm: "He's onto us! Bad news—retreat now!"

"Trying to flee? Not so fast." Yang Chen's domain erupted outward, pinning the six Sky-Separating Ghost Kings nearby, freezing them solid.

Yet he spared their lives, aiming for a greater purpose.

A feat unique to Yang Chen alone.

"As Netherworld ghost cultivators, your essence and spirit got overwritten, turning you into Netherworld slaves without free will, utterly Yan's puppets. But now, freedom awaits."

Yang Chen's Luo Tian Scripture energies surged forth, infiltrating every Ghost King's form.

The Ghost King powerhouses shuddered violently as encircling black ghost qi faded away. Their ghostly shells vanished, morphing into mighty, immortal souls.

Back as souls, the powerhouses stared in mutual astonishment: "What's going on with me? Didn't I die? Why am I here?"

"Enslaved by the Netherworld, twisted into ghostly Yin spirits?"