"Why is a pure-blooded Suan Ni appearing in the Underworld? And why does it have the aura of the sacred beast Qiongqi? Haven’t the sacred beast bloodlines in the Underworld been extinct since ancient times?"
Someone voiced their confusion, but no one could provide an answer.
In the present Six Realms, ancient fierce beast bloodlines are extremely rare, and pure-blooded fierce beasts are nearly extinct, only known to many Underworld cultivators through ancient texts.
During ancient times, the Underworld had four great fierce beasts: Taotie, Hundun, Taowu, and Qiongqi, also known as the four sacred beasts in the Underworld.
Whether fierce beasts or sacred beasts, they represent immense power.
An enemy is a fierce beast, but a protector is a sacred beast, irrespective of good or evil.
For instance, the fierce beast Suan Ni is considered a fierce beast by Earthly Realm cultivators but is a legendary divine beast bloodline in the Demon Realm.
However, these powerful bloodlines gradually disappeared after ancient times, unknown to many cultivators.
"That puppet is a spiritual puppet made by Star Picking Pavilion, a top-level treasure force in the Immortal Realm, and it also has the aura of the sacred beast Hundun. Did they all obtain ancient inheritances in the Mandala Arena?!"
"Even a puppet can gain an ancient inheritance. When did the Mandala Arena become so generous?"
"The aura from that Human Clan girl is so powerful that it commands a deep respect within me!"
"I recognize that aura! It’s the aura of the founder of the Underworld’s holy land, the Emperor of Feng!"
In the arena, someone knowledgeable had already discerned from the clues that Gu Simu and her companions had received powerful inheritances.
Seeing this, the various forces confirmed that the inheritance was indeed genuine.
Similarly, the Arena guardian spirit was also real.
For a moment, everyone looked toward the Arena with greed in their eyes.
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However, with the guardian spirit present, they did not dare to act rashly.
"Roar! Daidai!"
Gu Simu, having just obtained the Emperor of Feng’s inheritance, had an unstable aura, but she affectionately petted Little Suan Ni and the Mountain Back Puppet.
She looked up at the Dark Palace group, her eyes showing a rare coldness and the imperial dragon aura unique to royalty, exuding an overbearing presence that made others avert their gaze.
Although she didn’t see everything that had happened, she sensed it.
What everyone thought was the Arena guardian spirit seemed incredibly powerful, like the remnant spirit of an ancient titan... but in reality, it was just the old grave keeper acting inside!
Using Feng City’s special restrictions, the released pressure was all for show, meant to scare away the Dark Palace villains.
It was also to protect her as she gained the Emperor of Feng’s inheritance.
This favor, Gu Simu had already noted.
She also remembered the Dark Palace members.
Such small fry didn’t need to be reported to her father; she could deal with them herself with ease.
"Elder, what should we do now? River of Styx Sanctuary’s people are protected by the Arena guardian spirit. If it acts, we’ll suffer!"
The Dark Palace members, seeing the unfavorable situation, began to retreat.
River of Styx Sanctuary had four Imperial Realm experts, a Holy Son Zhe Liang who was close to the Imperial Realm, a fierce beast and puppet that had received Underworld sacred beast inheritances, and a mysterious Demon Clan girl and Human Clan girl.
The situation had reversed.
The disparity in combat strength was too great to force a fight.
"Retreat!"
The Dark Palace elders were decisive; what was initially a command to attack had turned into a command to retreat.
They couldn’t fight this battle.
With mountains to retreat to, there would always be firewood to burn.
Dark Palace’s overall strength was greater than River of Styx Sanctuary’s, and they would have another chance to regain their dignity.
As the group prepared to retreat, the leading elder released a dense black mist, intending to escape. At that moment, a dark blade light slashed from afar.
One slash!
It precisely cut through the black mist in front of the Dark Palace members.
Their escape light was disrupted, and their expressions changed drastically. They looked toward the direction from which the blade light came.
There stood a tall figure in a black robe with gold threads, none other than Zhe Liang, the Holy Son of the River of Styx Sanctuary.
"Since the battle has already begun, do you think you can still leave?" Zhe Liang said coldly, holding the Soul-Slaying Blade and blocking the path the Dark Palace members intended to escape through.
Beside him was Gu Xiaoqi, who had remained silent, not saying a single word to the Dark Palace members.
At this moment, Gu Xiaoqi had unfolded her phoenix wings, holding a fiery red spear in her hand, ready for battle.
As the Dark Palace members attempted to flee, both Zhe Liang and Gu Xiaoqi acted almost simultaneously.
At such close range, Zhe Liang’s movements were more agile and slightly faster.
Zhe Liang didn’t act because he was in danger in the Arena but because of one thing the Dark Palace members said. They dared to target his young master and even took action, which was something he could never tolerate!
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Gu Xiaoqi had the same reason. Following her master’s teachings, she believed in returning blood for blood, tooth for tooth, and never letting enemies go if they could be defeated. If they couldn’t win, they would retreat and come back for revenge when stronger... and so on.
In short, these guys dared to harbor ill intentions towards little Mumu and could not be spared.
"Just the two of you?" The five elders of the Dark Palace laughed in anger.
When their black mist escape technique was destroyed, they thought it was the Arena guardian spirit and were terrified.
Now realizing it was just two youngsters, their confidence returned.
"And us!" At this moment, Black Abyss led the River of Styx Sanctuary group, surrounding the Dark Palace members.
"And me!" Gu Simu also arrived, riding little Suan Ni, and looked down at the Dark Palace members with a condescending gaze.
She understood the thoughts of Uncle Zhe Liang and Sister Xiaoqi and decided to capture these guys now.
Gu Simu immediately used the inheritance she had just received.
The domain unique to the Emperor of Feng had a powerful restraining effect on all Underworld cultivators!
In an instant, a massive black city appeared behind Gu Simu. It was the embryonic form of her domain.
Even though it was just an embryonic form, the powerful force of the domain was evident. Countless invisible Nether Phantoms, like an army, emerged from the city gate, completely surrounding the Dark Palace members.
Ghostly hands reached from all directions, firmly grasping their hands, restricting their movements.
The Nether Phantoms were transparent, each with unique abilities. Despite Gu Simu’s cultivation limiting their attack power, preventing them from harming the Imperial Realm elders, the phantoms caused significant negative effects.
It was equivalent to a large-scale debuff.
"This Human Clan girl is clearly not in the Imperial Realm, so how can she use the power of a domain!?"
"Could it be... she obtained some inheritance that allows her to wield Imperial Realm power?!"
"Where did these Nether Phantoms come from? Could it be the mysterious Arena guardian spirit acting?"
Amidst the long-lost Carnival of Myriad Ghosts, the Dark Palace elders’ eyes were filled with fear.