259: The strongest descends

Time Deceleration!

Gears appeared in his eyes, and a white aurora burst forth.

Before the newly resurrected Hades could make a move, the ethereal power of time struck his body, slowing his internal passage of time by a hundredfold.

Xiu xiu xiu!

Before Hades could react, five green chains burst through the darkness, binding his limbs and neck.

Dead Demon Consuming Seal!

As the roar of the Death God rang out, a Soul palm extended from its body, instantly grabbing the struggling Hades.

The Dead Demon Consuming Seal targets the Soul, sealing the target into a unique space within the Death God's body; once inside, they will endure endless pain.

"Damn it, kid, I'll remember you!"

Seeing his Soul half-pulled out, Hades broke into a cold sweat.

If it weren't for this kid, how could his Soul have been so easily caught by the Death God?

But now was not the time for anger; otherwise, if he were sealed by the Death God, his fate would be obvious.

If he had known this would happen, he shouldn't have spared the Death God before; he felt some regret now.

"Jie jie, Hades, go to the true Hell for me."

Without any hesitation, the Death God pushed all its power and pulled Hades's Soul straight out.

Although it would completely dissipate, it had no regrets; it was entirely worth it to make Hades suffer a million years of Hell's torment.

Buzz!

Just as the Death God was about to Seal Hades, an echoing sound suddenly spread throughout the entire Netherworld.

The entire Netherworld shook at this moment, and cracks began to appear across the Netherworld barrier.

An indescribable pressure descended, freezing everything in place, including Hades, whose Soul was being pulled toward the Death God.

It was as if the Netherworld had been paused; everyone found that only their thoughts could still function. Under the shroud of incomparable primordial power, they couldn't even muster the will to resist.

Creak!

A moment later, an unknown barrier was torn open by brute force, and a figure slowly stepped out.

There were no power fluctuations from the figure, and even his Aura was completely restrained; he looked just like an ordinary person.

If he didn't look so similar to Hades, everyone would have thought their eyes were playing tricks on them.

"This is Hades's original body, the legendary Primeval Remnant—the Azure Nether Sacred Beast."

Although the Death God's combustion was frozen, its thoughts could still function.

It had guessed before that Hades might be a Clone of some being; seeing the newcomer now, it was certain.

It wasn't afraid because Clones like them couldn't just call for support from their original bodies; otherwise, it would easily expose the trump cards hidden by the original.

It didn't matter if a Clone was killed, but if the original body appeared, it might be detected by certain mighty beings, who would then clear away the hidden methods.

To avoid being sealed, Hades had actually summoned his original body; the consequences were foreseeable.

Furthermore, the Death God was not one to fear trouble; now that Hades's original body had descended, given its own personality, even if it summoned its original body now, it wouldn't be blamed for incompetence.

Feeling Yan Yan's condition in his arms, Xiao Xing tightened his grip, and the True Eye of Time opened once again.

"A True God Realm expert!"

Seeing that all of the newcomer's attributes exceeded one hundred million, Xiao Xing was somewhat surprised.

Could an expert of this level also be here to snatch the super god-tier treasure chest?

He didn't know that the Death God and Hades were just Clones of these experts; he only thought the other party was here to compete for the Treasure Chest.

But it was normal; a super god-tier treasure chest had a chance to yield a supreme rank treasure, so it wasn't impossible for a True God Realm expert to fight for it.

However, he had to act cautiously from now on; otherwise, whether he could survive for even a minute against such an expert was a question.

"Trash."

After Ming appeared, he glanced below and shouted in anger, casually slapping Hades away, and the entire Netherworld returned to normal.

With his intelligence, he already understood the general situation upon seeing this.

It was nothing more than this Clone being unable to handle its opponent and summoning him for help.

But in this situation, even if the Clone was killed, summoning was not allowed; Hades could be said to have completely lost Face for him.

After being slapped away, Hades crawled up from the ruins and silently closed his eyes, waiting for death.

It wasn't afraid of death, but possessing the same will as the original body, it was incredibly proud; even in death, it was unwilling to be sealed and tortured by the Death God.

"Ming, are you looking down on me too much!"

Just as Ming intended to clean up the Clone, a Soul pressure that pierced the mind spread out.

An unknown barrier opened, and a young man slowly stepped out.

Behind the barrier, endless dark green flames could be faintly seen; the Soul pressure was emanating from those flames.

This was the Nine Nether Purgatory that terrified countless beings in the Universe, a place where entry meant certain death.

The Nine Nether Nether-flames within specifically targeted the Soul, and almost nothing in the Universe could avoid them.

The young man was a True God Realm expert of the Ghost Race, Xiu; the Death God was one of his tens of millions of Clones.

As a peak expert, his methods were naturally extraordinary; although he couldn't completely block the burning of the Nine Nether Nether-flames, he could still manage to stay within them for a period of time.

After Xiu appeared, his eyes moved slightly, and he terminated the Death God's Soul combustion.

With his intelligence, he knew Ming's little tricks without even looking, so he was very displeased.

Ming's excuse was to deal with the Clone, but it indirectly allowed it to escape his own Clone's Seal; if he hadn't appeared, the Death God would have died from its Soul burning out.

The death of a Clone didn't matter, but this was a matter of Face.

"Xiu, it's been thousands of years; your strength has indeed improved quite a bit!"

Ming didn't answer Xiu directly, and his expression remained calm.

At this Realm, even if Xiu was slightly stronger than him, he couldn't do anything to him.

For such a small matter, it was impossible to start a major conflict, but he still had to give the other party some Face.

As Ming's voice fell, he flicked his finger and shot out a Medicinal Pill; the pill instantly merged into the Death God's body, and its Soul Power began to recover rapidly.

"In that case, there's nothing more to say."

Seeing the other party give him Face, Xiu stopped pursuing the matter, waved his hand, and prepared to leave.

"Xiu, there are still some things to deal with!"

Ming's indifferent voice rang out.

The meaning was clear: to silence them so that the existence of the Clones wouldn't be exposed.

"I can't be bothered with such trivial matters. Farewell."

Xiu didn't care about Ming's words; after stepping into the Nine Nether Purgatory, the barrier slowly healed.

Whether to silence them or not didn't matter to him; mainly, he disdained acting against ants. If Ming really wanted to silence them, he naturally wouldn't spare any living beings in the Netherworld.

After confirming Xiu had left, Ming glanced expressionlessly at Hades and then vanished.

The moment he vanished, Hades's body and Soul completely shattered, resulting in his Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering.

He originally wanted to silence them, but Xiu's Clone was here, and this was within the Human Race's territory; taking action might attract that Mighty Expert of the Human Race, so there was no need to cause unpleasantness for the sake of a Clone.