Chapter 323: Blood Moon Netherworld

At the same time.

It lies an unknown billions of light‑years beyond the Ancient Immortal Realm.

This was once the domain of Sanqian Zhou, and now a fringe region under the jurisdiction of the Immortal Realm.

Yet, at this moment, this stretch of starry sky is suffused with a nauseatingly strong scent of blood and an endless deathly silence.

A terrifying warship a million zhang long, its hull stitched together from countless unknown ancient beast bones, floats silently in the frigid vacuum of space.

On the ship's mast hangs a tattered dark‑gold banner, upon which blood has drawn an extremely intricate ancient totem— a symbol of the Immortal Realm's supreme authority.

Beneath this bone warship lies a colossal, suffocatingly massive top‑tier world.

Blood Moon Netherworld

From outer space, looking down, the planet's continental plates have shattered into four, abyssal fissures spreading like a spider's web across the surface; the once‑azure oceans have mostly evaporated, the remaining waters dyed a shocking dark red; above the Heavenly Dome, dense volcanic ash mingles with storm clouds, obscuring all starlight, while thunder roars through the clouds like a raging dragon, striking the struggling lifeforms below.

The planet's celestial will has been brutally shattered.

The bow of the bone warship.

Five terrifying figures, exuding a suppression over heavens and causing rivers of stars to reverse, stand side by side, coldly overlooking the inferno they themselves forged below.

The Immortal Realm's five great Jue Dian Immortal Kings—Tian Ge, Zhong Ming, Jiu You, Fen Tian, Lie Kong!

"Three years have passed."

Immortal King Tian Ge, clad in dark‑gold battle armor, brandishes a blood‑dripping war halberd.

His armor is scarred with marks of varying depth, and a crack nearly pierces his chest.

Yet his gaze is more brilliant and fanatical than ever before.

"This top‑tier world called Blood Moon Netherworld has bones harder than we imagined."

Immortal King Tian Ge sneers, his tone laced with contempt and post‑battle fatigue,

"To think it could spawn three native deities of Immortal King rank and three half‑step Immortal Kings, even capable of using the world's primal essence to forge a lethal Great Array; had we not united, we might truly have capsized in this mire."

"Even the hardest bones have now been shattered by us, one by one, haven't they?"

Immortal King Zhong Ming is surrounded by black vapors; he coldly glances at the shattered continent below, now cloaked in black ice.

At the continent's center, three massive spears pin three deity corpses, each as huge as a mountain, firmly into the ground.

These were the former guardians of the Blood Moon Netherworld, now trophies of the Immortal Realm's expeditionary forces.

"The world's spirit veins, Immortal Gold, even its shattered primal essence have already been loaded onto our warship."

Immortal King Jiu You's voice emanates from a swirl of emerald ghost‑flame, carrying a bone‑chilling, eerie coldness:

"Although we have not found the Gu Family's treacherous scoundrels, nor recovered the lost Sanqian Zhou territories, this Blood Moon Netherworld is not weaker than the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths; with three Immortal Kings and three pseudo‑Immortal Kings still here, we should be able to report back to the Supreme Immortal King."

"Indeed."

Immortal King Fen Tian, engulfed in crimson flames, bursts into a booming laugh, his voice like a great bell, causing the surrounding void to hum:

"What are forty‑plus lower‑world provinces? Together they're merely barren wasteland. The world we seized possesses such a robust primal essence that it can expand the Immortal Realm's territory again; after a few hundred thousand years, a new Immortal King will arise, powerful enough to eclipse the foreign realms."

"From now on, the Immortal Realm will no longer be Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, but Nine Heavens and Eleven Earths."

Three years ago, when they came up empty in Sanqian Zhou and faced the impending wrath and punishment of the Supreme Immortal King, Immortal King Tian Ge proposed this mad ultimate plan.

They turned the bow, like a pack of sharks smelling blood, and surged toward the coordinates of this unknown great world captured by the Star Plate.

The good news: the gamble paid off.

The bad news: some true Immortals died, even an Immortal King.

But what does that have to do with them?

Is a dead Immortal King still an Immortal King?

Now, the war is over.

They not only escaped the Supreme Immortal King's punishment, but also achieved a world‑shaking feat of opening new frontiers!

"Extract the world's primal core and present it to the Supreme; with this merit, the five of us are a great step closer to the legendary Giant‑Head Immortal King realm."

Immortal King Tian Ge raises his war halberd, his arrogant voice echoing throughout the bone warship.

The Immortal Realm's army aboard the warship erupts in earth‑shaking cheers.

Just as the five Jue Dian Immortal Kings bask in victorious joy and future aspirations,

A streak of light rockets from the ruins of the Blood Moon Netherworld below, landing steadily on the bone warship's deck.

It is a late‑stage true Immortal commander clad in silver battle armor.

He kneels on one knee, his expression tinged with an unmistakable mix of astonishment and gravity.

"Report, my lords, the five Immortal Kings!"

The commander lowers his head and respectfully reports,

"The remnants of the Blood Moon Netherworld have been cleared, resources loaded, but during the final battlefield sweep, my subordinates discovered some… strange things at the bottom of the 'Funeral God Abyss' deep within the Blood Moon Netherworld."

"Strange things?"

Immortal King Tian Ge furrows his brow, glancing displeased at the commander,

"We have already stripped the native deities of this world of sinew and bone; what strange thing could remain? Could it be some broken celestial artifact they hid?"

"In reply to the lord, it is not a celestial artifact."

The commander swallows, seeming to recall a horribly disgusting and terrifying scene, his voice trembling, "It is a… extremely bizarre force. It belongs to neither spiritual Qi nor demonic Qi, nor any of the Three Thousand Dao principles we know."

"That force manifests as a dead‑silent gray‑black, like some rotting sludge. It clings to the spatial fissure at the bottom of the Funeral God Abyss, slowly devouring surrounding laws. Three Supreme‑realm agents were dispatched to investigate, and the result…"

"What was the result?" Immortal King Zhong Ming asks coldly.

"The result: the three scouts went instantly mad the moment they encountered that gray‑black aura!"

The commander's body trembles slightly,

"Their souls were instantly tainted, their bodies undergoing grotesque mutations, sprouting countless mouths and tentacles that began devouring each other! Had I not acted decisively, using true Immortal law to forcefully expel them, that contamination would have continued to spread."

Upon hearing the commander's report, the five Jue Dian Immortal Kings showed little change in expression.

In their long years, they have conquered countless worlds and witnessed all kinds of strange and exotic indigenous secret arts and mutant energies.

To them, this is merely some kind of backlash from this Blood Moon Netherworld on the brink of death, or perhaps some unknown poison.

Moreover, since it can be driven away by a mere True Immortal, it's hardly worth mentioning.