Chapter 646: Nine Kilometers!

The rule for entering the Nine Abyss Pool is.... Under King Yama's might, successfully enter the valley!

The Third Underworld King's voice echoed in the narrow mountain path.

Su Yu's gaze slowly turned toward the valley's entrance.

Zong Ming stood there silently, hands behind his back, and a tremendously strong surge rose from his body.

Su Yu's eyes narrowed slightly.

Jun Xiao beside him said lightly.

"If I'm not mistaken, when my second elder brother came to your Nine Abyss Purgatory, it was always disciples who were mobilized; how come here for Su Yu, a King Yama was mobilized?"

Jun Xiao's gaze locked onto the Third Underworld King, seeking an explanation.

Moreover, a dangerous aura surged from his body.

"Or are you saying that the Nine Abyss Purgatory, like the Holy Hall, doesn't regard my Holy Hall and the Azure Dragon Saint?"

Jun Xiao's light voice fell into the Third Underworld King's ears.

The Third Underworld King's expression changed slightly.

Now the Nine Abyss Purgatory and the Holy Hall have already broken ties.

Although the Nine Abyss Purgatory also has its own foundation, even if it truly confronts the Blade Execution Hall, it can remain composed.

But outside, there is still a Holy Hall eyeing it tigerishly.

If the Blade Execution Hall truly becomes an opposing side, for the Nine Abyss Purgatory, that's certainly not good news.

By then, the Nine Abyss Purgatory will inevitably shed a layer of skin.

This is something he cannot accept.

But the existence of the Nine Abyss Pool is extremely important; throughout the history of the Nine Abyss Purgatory, only one outsider has ever entered the Nine Abyss Pool.

And that person is none other than the current Second Hall Master of the Blade Execution Hall.

That is Su Yu's senior senior brother.

That time, the Hall Master directly absorbed one percent of the Nine Abyss Pool's power and successfully entered the Imperial Realm.

This really makes the Nine Abyss Purgatory feel a pang of regret.

Don't look down on just one percent of power; that is the total strength accumulated by the Nine Abyss Purgatory over the years, and even one percent requires more than a decade of accumulation.

"Cough cough cough!"

The Third Underworld King cleared his throat.

"The Nine Abyss Purgatory has never looked down on the Blade Execution Hall; it's just that different people require different treatment."

"Young friend Su Yu's talent far surpasses that of the former Hall Master, so naturally we cannot treat Young friend Su Yu using the Hall Master's template."

"If it were merely disciples, my Nine Abyss Purgatory's Nine Abyss Pool would be far too easy to enter!"

The Third Underworld King still said firmly.

Although there is some forced reasoning in that.

But Jun Xiao loves to hear that.

Su Yu's talent surpasses the Hall Master; Jun Xiao agrees with that.

After all, although the former Hall Master had extraordinary talent, compared to Su Yu he still falls short by quite a bit.

The Hall Master, at Su Yu's age, had only just entered the Venerable Realm.

And Su Yu is already at the peak of the Venerable Realm.

Jun Xiao gave the Third Underworld King a deep look and said lightly.

"Su Yu, can you do it?"

Jun Xiao did not answer for Su Yu, after all, the pressure of a King Yama is not something an ordinary Venerable Realm expert can bear.

Jun Xiao still wants to hear Su Yu's thoughts on this.

If Su Yu does not want to, even if it means breaking ties with the Nine Abyss Purgatory, Jun Xiao can still do it.

Su Yu lightly nodded.

"Let's give it a try!"

Su Yu murmured.

Jun Xiao's brows furrowed slightly, but in the end he still nodded.

"Since that's the case, let's begin!"

Having said that, Jun Xiao directly rose into the air and stood in the void.

The Third Underworld King and the Fourth Underworld King also exchanged a glance, came to the void, and silently looked down at Su Yu.

Around them, countless disciples of the Nine Abyss Purgatory also turned their gazes toward Su Yu.

Generally speaking, for an outsider to enter the Nine Abyss Pool, they need to pass through the might of many disciples.

But this time, it was actually changed from disciples to a King Yama.

The difficulty, without doubt, has increased considerably.

They also really want to see what kind of existence the person who led the Blade Execution Hall to first place in the God-Hunting War is.

"Since the founding of our Nine Abyss Purgatory, countless strong ones have wanted to enter our Nine Abyss Pool, but ultimately only one person has managed to do so."

"The narrow path is a full ten kilometers long; those who can reach five kilometers basically become future Imperial Realm experts."

"Above seven kilometers, there are only ten people!"

The Third Underworld King looked down at Su Yu and said lightly.

"Moreover, this is based on them facing the might of disciples; now it's changed to a King Yama..."

"For Su Yu to want to enter, the difficulty is undoubtedly ascension to heaven!"

The Third Underworld King gave a light smile.

The Azure Dragon Saint wants to pass through the Nine-Underworld Pool to temper his disciples, but he seems to have forgotten that my Nine-Underworld Pool isn't that easy to enter!

The Fourth Underworld King looked at Su Yu without speaking.

For some reason, as he watched Su Yu, the Fourth Underworld King always felt a wave of uneasiness in his heart.

It seemed as if a miracle were about to happen on this fellow.

"This fellow… could he really enter the Nine-Underworld Pool?"

The Fourth Underworld King murmured silently in his heart.

Su Yu stood on the narrow goat‑gut path, his gaze falling on Zong Ming.

Su Yu didn't know much about Zong Ming.

After all, Zong Ming's existence is a mystery to the entire Ten‑Thousand Tribes Continent.

Even Wu Wang and his companions have never known.

Only the Azure Dragon and Wu Ling'er learned of Zong Ming after they saw him.

"Hoo!"

Su Yu took a deep breath, set off, and slowly walked toward the direction where Zong Ming stood.

Just as Su Yu lifted his foot, a powerful surge instantly erupted from Zong Ming.

Boom—boom—boom!!!

The whole valley seemed to tremble instantly from that aura.

Chunks of rock fell from the valley above, smashing hard onto the narrow goat‑gut path.

The aura of the Imperial Realm Peak spread out directly.

Every spot in the path was suffused with an extremely terrifying pressure.

Moreover, the closer one got to Zong Ming, the stronger the pressure became.

Space itself began to warp around Zong Ming.

Just the aura alone was enough to shake the void.

And this… was unmistakably the aura of an Imperial Realm strongman!

Accompanied by the spreading pressure, Su Yu could clearly feel as if a powerful force were pressing down on him.

It caused the circulation of his cultivation within his body to slow down a bit.

Su Yu's eyebrows twitched slightly.

At that moment, a voice came from above the valley.

"Su Yu brother, keep it up!"

The crisp, bell‑like voice attracted the attention of many.

Wu Ling'er clenched a small fist, her cheeks slightly flushed, cheering Su Yu.

Countless disciples of the Nine-Underworld Refining Hell, upon seeing this, seemed to hear a heart‑breaking sound.

Above the void, Jun Xiao watched the scene and gave a faint smile.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it seems the Underworld Maiden of the Nine-Underworld Refining Hell has a crush on the Execution Sword Court's sword‑bearer!"

The Fourth Underworld King was unfazed; after all, he had seen it long ago.

On the contrary, the Third Underworld King's expression turned slightly stiff.

Although he had heard about it from the Fourth Underworld King long ago, when the Third Underworld King actually saw the scene, he felt as if his own cabbage had been trampled by a pig.

For a moment, he felt a bit short‑of‑breath.

Hearing Wu Ling'er's voice, a faint smile spread across Su Yu's mouth.

Step by step, he walked toward the direction where Zong Ming stood.

Clack clack clack!!

A crisp sound rang through the path.

Su Yu walked as if strolling in a leisurely courtyard, extremely relaxed.

The pressure ahead wasn't very strong; although his cultivation circulation was a bit slow, Su Yu's physical strength was immense.

He could easily contend with the pressure.

Until Su Yu had walked a kilometer, the pressure surged again.

Twice the force descended upon Su Yu.

Su Yu's steps faltered slightly, and even the ground beneath his feet began to crack open with fissures.

"Twice the force, huh… this is still far from enough!"

Su Yu murmured, his gaze gradually hardening.

"Nine-Underworld Pool, I will definitely obtain it!"

After a brief pause, Su Yu set off again, his speed unchanged, still walking step by step.

Above the valley, some disciples of the Nine-Underworld Refining Hell whispered to each other.

"You all say, how far can Su Yu ultimately go?"

"If Su Yu can defeat the Wind Spirit Son, he should be able to go about seven kilometers."

"By the way, Underworld Son, if it were you, how far could you walk under Zong Ming and King Yama's pressure?"

Some Nine-Underworld Refining Hell disciples curiously looked at You Shaoqing.

You Shaoqing watched Su Yu below, his expression slightly solemn.

"If it were me… I could probably walk six kilometers; seven would be a bit beyond me."

Although he didn't want to admit he couldn't finish, the reality was right before him.

It left no room for You Shaoqing to lie.

Everyone hearing You Shaoqing's answer was instantly even more surprised.

Even You Shaoqing could only reach the six-kilometer mark.

This is still the strongest disciple of this generation of Nine Nether Purgatory.

That Su Yu....

How far could he go?

For a moment, the disciples became a little curious.

If it were Su Yu, he should be able to reach the seven-kilometer mark, but if he wanted to continue forward, it probably wouldn't be that easy.

You Shaoqing said softly.

There's no intention to belittle, just expressing his own thoughts.

Everyone nodded slightly.

Seven kilometers is already extremely close to Zong Ming; you should know Zong Ming is not just an ordinary Imperial Realm expert, but a true peak Imperial Realm expert.

Ordinary Imperial Realm experts might not be able to withstand Zong Ming's pressure.

Su Yu is only at the peak of the Venerable Realm; he probably can't pass this trial.

Everyone's gaze fell again on Su Yu below, watching him walk step by step.

Time flowed slowly.

In the blink of an eye, the time of an incense stick has passed.

After the time of an incense stick, Su Yu's position had reached the five-kilometer mark.

At this moment, Su Yu's body began to bead with sweat.

The sweat soaked his clothes, and through the white fabric one could see Su Yu's well-defined muscles.

Some female disciples of Nine Nether Purgatory, seeing this, couldn't help but blush.

At the two-kilometer point, the force reached twice.

At three kilometers, four times.

At four kilometers, eight times.

At five kilometers, the force reached sixteen times the original!

Even Su Yu felt his cultivation was like a stagnant pool, hard to move.

He could only rely on his powerful physical strength to desperately resist.

Creak creak creak!!

Su Yu walked step by step, his feet pressing into the ground, directly trampling a small pit.

However, Su Yu still had no inclination to use his technique.

Until....

Su Yu's position had reached the six-kilometer mark.

At this moment, the force surged again, directly reaching thirty-two times.

Boom!!

Su Yu's feet involuntarily bent slightly, as if a mountain range pressed upon his shoulders.

Extremely heavy.

Huff huff huff!!

Su Yu's breathing gradually became somewhat heavy.

Within his body, the Human Emperor Technique slowly circulated.

Instantly, his cultivation, which had been like a stagnant pool, began to liven up bit by bit.

Huh!

Above the void, the Third Nether King let out a soft exclamation.

You've only just used your technique at this point?

After all, you're still a disciple of the Azure Dragon Saint; if those disciples really faced you, Nine Nether Purgatory would truly capsize.

Too bad... the one you're facing is a genuine King Yama!

The Third Nether King gave a light smile.

It's just six kilometers; to the Third Nether King, how far Su Yu can go doesn't matter.

As long as Su Yu doesn't enter the Nine Nether Pool, any distance is just empty talk.

With the aid of the Human Emperor Technique, powerful power surged within Su Yu's body.

The Human Emperor Technique, under the effect of the Synthesis Slot, has been elevated to a top-tier Imperial Realm technique; its strength is naturally terrifying.

Su Yu instantly felt his body lighten.

Next... it's time to sprint!

Su Yu's mouth corner slightly rose.

The next moment, Su Yu shot out like a cannonball, wildly.

In an instant, he directly crossed one kilometer.

He directly arrived at the seven-kilometer mark.

The force surged again.

Yet even so, it still didn't impede Su Yu in the slightest.

Su Yu's speed did not decrease but increased.

Eight kilometers!

Nine kilometers!

In just a few breaths, Su Yu's figure instantly appeared at the nine‑kilometer mark.

Only one kilometer remained to Zong Ming.

At this point, Su Yu's speed finally slowed down.

At nine kilometers, the power had already reached 256 times.

"Only one kilometer left!"

Su Yu murmured.

At this moment, whether above the valley or in the void, everything fell into a deadly silence.

Nine kilometers!

Su Yu had actually reached the nine‑kilometer mark.

Above the void, the Third Nether King's heart suddenly panicked.

Seeing Su Yu's previously terrifying speed.

"Could it be... that this guy really can break through Zong Ming's pressure??"

A terrifying thought arose in the Third Nether King's mind.