As soon as Wang Baole's words came out, the monks of the Nether Sect around him all looked strange, especially the previous few quasi-mingzis, who opened their eyes wide and looked at Wang Baole, as if they were confused about the situation.

It's really... Wang Baole at this moment is so different from the impression he gave to everyone before. Wang Baole before was cold and arrogant, silent, and an incompatible feeling emanated from his body.

But now... as soon as this sentence came out, his temperament became a little bit difficult to describe as the embarrassment emerged.

It’s like the sudden change in the style of the painting, which makes people caught off guard, and even a sense of incongruity, as if a painting that looks serious and old-fashioned, the next moment, something indescribable emerges...

This is secondarily. What made these cultivators of the Underworld Sect concentrate was that the power of the heavenly way was actually gone... They clearly felt that the power of the heavenly way was indeed dropped just now, but the next moment, it seemed to be absorbed and disappeared without a trace.

This scene, when you think deeply, is the key point that makes everyone feel solemn.

Wang Baole was also embarrassed, very embarrassed.

He was immersed in that emotion before, forgot the natal sword sheath in his body, and observing the power of the heavenly way. At this moment, he accidentally swallowed part of the power of the senior brother's heavenly way, so that he could not expand the depth of the Styx's handprints. So even though he had emotions in his heart before, he still had to bite the bullet and speak to the senior brother.

Wang Baole's senior brother Chen Qingzi was silent at this moment. Although his eyes looked at Wang Baole without any emotion, a helplessness flashed in the depths. After a while, under the solemnity of the people around him, he raised his right hand and pointed at Wang Baole again.

Wang Baole quickly burst into cultivation, suppressing the natal scabbard in his body with all his might, and even threatening it in his heart.

"Stop sucking, I warn you!"

Perhaps Wang Baole's warning was useful, or perhaps his cultivation suppression had an effect. This time, with the arrival of the power of the heavenly way, the natal sword sheath in Wang Baole's body seemed to be trying hard to restrain it and did not absorb it. So this force of the heavenly way instantly filled Wang Baole's whole body, as if adding fuel to the dark fire, causing his dark fire to explode in the next moment.

It was extremely strong, and the Nether Fire directly churn out from its body and spread rumbled towards the outside world. It blinked a hundred feet, and in a flash, and then spread thousands more!

With the outbreak of the Nether Fire, all the monks of the Nether Sect around changed their expressions and retreated. No matter how they resisted Wang Baole in their hearts before, they were roaring after seeing the Nether Fire at this moment.

Even those quasi-Mingzi were like this. The woman with hidden strength also had her eyes contracted, and even the senior brothers of all quasi-Mingzi with the mask showed a strong light in their eyes at this moment.

While the minds of the people were fluctuating, Wang Baole, whom they were looking for, was surrounded by flames. His whole body was in the blazing dark fire, as if the Nether Fairy had arrived. The pressure spreads everywhere, and its momentum was shocking, causing the Styx below to be pulled at this moment, and rolling it around with the handprint as the center.

The dead souls that emerged from the Styx also reappeared in the rolling river of the river, making silent roars towards Wang Baole, but the horror in their expression revealed the horror in their hearts at this moment.

It seemed as if there was a dark pressure released on Wang Baole, and he wanted to suppress a river!

This sounds exaggerated and impossible, but at this moment, in everyone's feelings, it seems... this scene is going on!

"This is impossible!"

"Even if he is Mingzi, how could the Nether Fire be blessed to such a strong extent!"

"His cultivation is obvious. I can't do this. Could it be... This person contains the great fortune and great cause and effect of my Underworld Sect!"

In the silence and uproar of the people of the Underworld Sect, Wang Baole also felt the difference. The power of the heavenly way is like fuel and blessing, which makes his own Nether Fire release almost infinitely. He felt... a looming summon coming from the Styx below!

This summoning acts on one's soul and in one's own dark fire, which seems to form a pull and resonance, and this... is the real reason why one's own dark fire explodes to such a level.

Without time to think about it, under the gaze of the crowd, Wang Baole looked down at the River Styx, which was traction and summoned, and a strange light appeared in his eyes. He raised his right hand and pressed the handprints about a depth of more than 800,000 feet above the River Styx below.

With this press, the roar of nothingness and the Nine Nethers fluctuated, and a huge handprint directly transformed in front of him. Countless dark fires also poured in from all around, gushing out from Wang Baole's body, all gathering towards the handprints. All of this was long, but in fact they were like lightning and fire. In the next moment... the handprints that appeared in Wang Baole and everyone's eyes had reached a range of nearly ten thousand feet, and they were all rich in dark fire that seemed to burn the souls of all living beings... dark fire.

"Fallen!" Wang Baole roared lowly, and the handprint of the Nether Fire made a shocking roar, roaring towards the Styx River. In an instant, it overlapped with the handprint on the Styx River and roared downwards!

The depth of more than 800,000 feet was reached in an instant. At the moment of bottoming out, the roar spread muffled towards the Styx. As countless souls scattered, the depth of the Heavenly Dao handprints was suddenly extended!

In an instant, it reached 900,000 feet, and in the next moment, it reached 950,000 feet, and in the blink of an eye... it reached one million feet!

Such a momentum seemed to be just an initial explosion, and no one knew how much it could reach. However, while breaking through a million feet, the power from Wang Baole's handprint seemed too strong and had nowhere to vent it. It immediately spread around. The cross-sectional range of the handprint of the ten thousand feet was violently fluctuated, spreading directly from ten thousand feet to thirty thousand feet.

It was not over, and it continued to scatter until 40,000, 50,000, 60,000... Finally, it reached the level of 70,000, and then slowly dissipated under the loud roar!

This scene has caused all the people of the Nether Sect here, including those Nether Sons, the masked senior brother, and the older generation of strong men, to stir up huge waves, looking at Wang Baole as if seeing a ghost!

"This...this..."

"You're not wrong..."

"How is this possible!!"

It is really... the extension of the vertical plane is different from the extension of the horizontal plane. The latter is even more difficult, because every expansion of ten feet is a million in the vertical plane!

Although the actual algorithm cannot be calculated like this, it can also indirectly see the horror of Wang Baole under the blessing. It can even be said that his luck and cause and effect can sweep all the Mingzi, and there is still a lot of remaining.

Even Chen Qingzi showed a deep look in his eyes and looked at Wang Baole deeply. At the same time, as Wang Baole's power of the Nether Fire Hand Seal was released, the River Styx gradually calmed down, and everyone here immediately saw... in the depths of this passage as big as a hand seal of 70,000 feet, at its end...

There, perhaps not the true bottom of the Styx, but there is a huge mountain that cannot be seen. As everyone sees, it is the peak of this mountain, where...

There is a statue, carved by the statue, which is a middle-aged man. He sat there, as if he was very tired, looking down at the bottom, and there was no sign of expression, but the strong smell of death on his body was as if it was one of the sources of the Styx!

And at its feet, there is a temple, a temple that looks very ordinary and very ordinary.

The only thing that is extraordinary is this temple, which is all over... pitch black!
Chapter completed!