Chapter 453: Wishing all book friends a happy New Year!

However, it's merely not bad.

Back when my Qingyun Immortal Sect was at its peak, the Immortal Emperor served as an elder, the Tianyuan Immortal Venerable as an attendant, and even the Immortal Sovereign was merely a disciple.

Now I'm certain, this place summoned by the Sect Master is indeed a branch of my Qingyun.

Feng Chiyang withdrew his gaze and muttered to himself.

Therefore, the few Immortal Venerables who have descended now must also have come from the main sect, just like me.

The great Qingyun has countless Immortal Venerable attendants; it's normal that I don't know them all, right?

……

At the same time, the border between the Heavenly Cloud Dao Region and Shang San Yu.

The sky here is entirely ink-black; one could say it's so dark you can't see your hand in front of your face, a complete darkness.

In the darkness, the sea wind howled, the surging waves rolled within, like ten thousand evil dragons roaring, as if they could devour everything, leaving people chilled to the bone.

This is the place that makes countless immortals of the Tianyu Grand World change color at the mere mention—the Sea of Death!

Beneath the seabed, billions of miles down, the greatest difference from the surface is the profound silence; immersed in it, the endless chill and loneliness are enough to drive one to despair.

Moreover, there are countless massive undersea palaces, all similar in shape to seashells, extraordinarily strange.

Hmm? Over the past few days, there's been quite a commotion in the lower two regions; two Tianyuan Immortal Venerables have descended again.

Underworld King, my subordinates have investigated thoroughly; these past few days' commotion was caused by a sect named Qingyun.

In just a few short days, they swept away the five major Immortal Sovereign forces, aiming to unify the lower two Dao regions.

Qingyun? That's quite an unfamiliar name.

Within a colossal seashell palace, chewing sounds and laughter intertwine, endless to the ears, extraordinarily lively.

Countless towering netherworld beings sit on either side, either conversing or eating voraciously.

The food on their plates is abundant, comprising everything that flies in the sky and swims in the water.

However, it's not cooked meat or flesh, but their souls.

Little cutie, I'm gonna eat you, I'm gonna eat you~

Huh, Guloding, is this your new way of eating? How disgusting!

Go away, what do you know? Eating this way is more fragrant.

The netherworld being named Guloding, having laughed and spoken, could not wait to gulp down the soul clutched in his hand.

Burp— in just a few bites it devoured everything, and upon closer inspection its illusory form solidified a bit.

Its degree of solidity pales in comparison to that of the Netherworld Lord seated on the palace's main throne.

The mighty netherworld power envelops its body, having solidified into a terrifying, substance-like form seated upon the main throne, awe-inspiring without anger.

It's merely a small sect in the lower two regions stirring up trouble.

As long as it doesn't affect us, there's no need to bother with it.

The Netherworld Lord pondered briefly, then spoke solemnly.

Subordinate obeys.

Right, Underworld King, that esteemed one sent subordinates with an invitation, inviting you…

The person below hadn't finished speaking when the Netherworld Lord on the main throne waved a hand to interrupt.

Although that person is a truly great figure in this Tianyu Grand World, in the Nine Thousand Star Fields he isn't even worthy to hold this lord's shoes.

He has his plans, I have mine; different paths do not plot together.

……

Qingyun Immortal Palace.

Controlling time and space, this feeling is truly wonderful.

Feng Qingyang continuously tapped his hand in the void before him, the flow of time constantly changing accordingly.