The Underworld Lord regretted it. He felt that if he had fled immediately earlier, he might have had a chance to escape this Netherworld Court using the green iron chain. But now, it was too late for any talk of regrets.
After cleaving the Underworld Lord in two, Ye Yunfei casually suppressed and sealed him. Under the terrifying energy pressure emitted by the longsword, the Underworld Lord had no chance to fight back.
Just like that, Ye Yunfei captured the vast majority of Sovereign Gods within this Netherworld Court, including its lord.
"There's still one over there."
Ye Yunfei turned and looked towards a certain space deep within the Netherworld Court, a cold smile appearing on his face. Then, with a flash of movement, he charged over.
Soon after, Ye Yunfei entered a gloomy, sinister space.
This was the deepest level of the Eighteen Layers of Hell, where the resentment was overwhelming, and the wails of agony were ceaseless.
Upon entering this layer of hell, one felt an endless tide of resentment and infinite suffering crashing down, making it impossible to breathe.
Ye Yunfei immediately released his Soul Power energy, letting it diffuse in all directions, instantly enveloping the entire hell.
According to the configuration of the Netherworld Court, this eighteenth layer of hell was called Avici Hell. All souls imprisoned within Avici Hell were considered utterly wicked and beyond redemption.
The term "Avici" meant that once a soul stepped foot here, they could only remain forever, enduring torment and agony, with no possibility of ever leaving, forever unable to enter Samsara.
Standing within this hell, Ye Yunfei felt the pain and despair of the trapped souls. Invisibly, his mood grew somewhat heavier.
"My, that almost affected my emotions."
Ye Yunfei suddenly jolted to his senses, realizing an expert from the Netherworld Court was utilizing the resentment within this hell to influence his emotions, trying to plunge him into a state of confusion.
Ye Yunfei's figure flashed, arriving at a certain location within Avici Hell. Here stood a black altar, upon which sat an elderly man shrouded entirely in a black robe.
This old man looked extremely withered, as if only a thin layer of skin were draped over his bones—virtually a skeleton.
"It seems you are the Grand Mage of this Netherworld Court," Ye Yunfei said coldly, his gaze fixed on the old man.
"That's right. I have been in seclusion here, cultivating a secret technique. I never imagined you would barge in, committing evil deeds and once again destroying this Netherworld Court," the old man said, looking at Ye Yunfei with angry eyes.
"Before you fellows, I truly don't deserve the term 'committing evil deeds'," Ye Yunfei replied with a cold laugh. Then, without further ado, he suddenly extended his palm. It continuously enlarged as it grabbed towards the old man.
Like the Underworld Lord, this old man was also a Ninth Heaven Godking. Naturally, he was nothing formidable to Ye Yunfei.
Boom...
Ye Yunfei's palm moved with extreme speed, instantly appearing above the old man's head. It unleashed a towering radiance of sword light, instantly suppressing this entire space.
"Too terrifying!"
The old man's expression drastically changed as he desperately resisted, trying to break free from Ye Yunfei's suppression of the space.
However, the energy released from Ye Yunfei's palm was simply too powerful. Moreover, the rolling sword light contained a terrifying Sword Dao energy, tightly sealing off this space. He was completely unable to resist.
With a bang, the altar beneath his feet suddenly trembled violently, erupting with a wave of terrifying energy pressure.
"So there's another Chaos God-Grade Treasure here," Ye Yunfei remarked, feeling a bit surprised by the energy pressure emanating from the altar.
"You little bastard Ye Yunfei, your death is at hand!" the old man suddenly exclaimed with newfound confidence.
With a roar and a booming sound, the altar he sat upon abruptly exploded. A black coffin emerged and shot towards Ye Yunfei with a thunderous crash.
This black coffin was a Chaos God-Grade Treasure!
Ye Yunfei drew his longsword and slashed at it.
Clang! The black coffin was instantly sent flying.
"How is this possible?" the old man cried out in shock.
This was a Chaos God-Grade Treasure, yet it was repelled by a single sword strike from Ye Yunfei.
"Is that longsword in your hand also a Chaos God-Grade Treasure?" the old man asked, his eyes shifting to Ye Yunfei's sword. He refused to believe Ye Yunfei already possessed combat prowess capable of facing a Chaos God-Grade Treasure. It must be due to the sword.
"Still spouting nonsense when death is upon you," Ye Yunfei sneered coldly and swung his sword again.
Boom! An unimaginably terrifying Sword Dao energy erupted from the longsword, instantly suppressing the old man completely, rendering him immobile.
"It really is a Chaos God-Grade Treasure," the old man wore a horrified expression. He then desperately summoned the black coffin.
With a rumble, the black coffin responded to the summons, swiftly flying back to smash into Ye Yunfei.
But Ye Yunfei lightly slashed with his sword. Clang! The black coffin was repelled once again.
Although the black coffin was also a Chaos God-Grade Treasure, it appeared far too weak in front of this sword. One must remember, this was the former weapon of the Heavenly Net Sword God.
After repelling the black coffin, Ye Yunfei swiftly struck with his sword, directly cleaving the old man in two. He then extended his large hand, activating his Body Divine Ability to make a grasping motion, seizing both the old man's physical body and Soul Body within his palm before proceeding to suppress and seal him.
Just like that, Ye Yunfei effortlessly captured another Ninth Heaven Godking.
"The resentment carried by the souls imprisoned in this hell is too strong, and each one is filled with despair. If they truly deserve such punishment, then it might be somewhat justified. But if they were falsely accused and forcefully imprisoned here by the denizens of this Netherworld Court, then that would be truly unjust," the Golden-Horned Dragon Silkworm remarked, unable to help himself as he observed the boundless resentment within this layer of hell.
"Indeed. Not only this layer, but the Netherworld Court's Eighteen Layers of Hell all imprison a vast number of souls. Today, I shall break this Netherworld Court, destroy these Eighteen Hells, and set these souls free," Ye Yunfei declared.
He then raised the longsword in his hand and slashed forward.
A beam of sword light materialized. At its inception, it appeared quite ordinary and small, but then it continuously expanded. In an instant, it transformed into a thick pillar of sword radiance, emanating a terrifying Sword Dao energy.
With a resounding crack, it forcefully split Avici Hell in two. Ye Yunfei then swung his sword repeatedly, swiftly shattering this hell into pieces.
Unable to restrain or imprison the souls any longer, the hell released them. Overjoyed with their newfound freedom, the souls desperately charged outward.
Subsequently, Ye Yunfei proceeded to shatter the other seventeen hells into fragments. From each hell, large numbers of souls surged forth.
By this time, the other ordinary members of the Netherworld Court had long since fled for their lives. Not a single one dared remain to maintain order within this Netherworld Court. Therefore, the escape of so many souls went completely unchecked.
Soon after, the Netherworld Court was virtually emptied of souls.
Ye Yunfei sent a telepathic message, instructing his avatar to open the Teleportation Altar connecting this Netherworld Court to the outside world. The souls rushed through the portal, disappearing one after another.
Numerous souls with relatively stronger energy and clearer minds witnessed Ye Yunfei slicing through hell after hell with his sword, realizing he was their savior. From afar, they knelt and bowed towards Ye Yunfei in reverence before turning to depart.
As wave after wave of souls continuously paid their respects to Ye Yunfei, he suddenly sensed an intangible stream of a special white energy, like faint threads, drifting toward him and entering his body.
Somewhat startled, Ye Yunfei quickly conveyed the situation to Hun Lao.
"Those are… Faith Power. It's a relatively unique and specialized type of energy, difficult to cultivate directly, but it can be gathered through the sincere reverence and worship of others," Hun Lao explained after searching his racial memories for a while.
"So it's Faith Power. I've heard of it before," Ye Yunfei nodded with a sudden realization.
"This Netherworld Court has been completely destroyed by you," the Golden-Horned Dragon Silkworm said with a laugh.
"I'm going to see if there's anything valuable here."
The Golden-Horned Dragon Silkworm said before transforming into a streak of golden light and darting off.
Although Ye Yunfei had shattered both the Netherworld Court and the Eighteen Layers of Hell into ruins, the Golden-Horned Dragon Silkworm tribe possessed an innate sensitivity towards all kinds of treasures. Even amidst the wreckage, they could accurately locate useful artifacts.
Ye Yunfei, meanwhile, found a spot to sit down nearby. After entering the Netherworld Court, he had captured many of its high-ranking officials. Now, he intended to devour their Soul Bodies entirely.
In the time that followed, Ye Yunfei began devouring the Soul Bodies of all the Sovereign Gods captured within this Netherworld Court, including the Underworld Lord and the Grand Mage.
Soon after, Ye Yunfei had completely devoured the Soul Bodies of all the Netherworld Court's Sovereign Gods. His Soul Power level and the quality of his own Soul Body both received a significant boost.
Simultaneously, Ye Yunfei also acquired the memories of these Netherworld Court elders, especially those of the Underworld Lord and the Grand Mage, the two controllers of this domain. Having obtained their memories, Ye Yunfei's understanding of this Netherworld Court became comprehensive.
Moreover, both the Underworld Lord and the Grand Mage had connections to a major figure within the Great Netherworld.
After devouring all the Sovereign God Soul Bodies from this Netherworld Court, Ye Yunfei began systematically sorting through their memories.
Suddenly, Ye Yunfei's face lit up with pleasant surprise. Within the memories of these Netherworld Court Sovereign Gods, he had finally obtained some news concerning Huang Shang's whereabouts.
This piece of information came from the memory of an Eighth Heaven Godking. According to his recollection, he had once participated in pursuing a Ghost Cultivator, who turned out to be Huang Shang.
Along with other Sovereign Gods of the Great Netherworld, this Eighth Heaven Godking chased Huang Shang, who desperately fled and eventually escaped into the First Void.
Afterwards, this Eighth Heaven Godking received another assignment, arriving at this Netherworld Court in the Fourth Void to become a high-ranking member.
"So Elder Huang fled to the First Void after all. Well, I'll set aside some time to head there," Ye Yunfei murmured softly.