Chapter 108: The Imperial Clan of the Nine Nether

Their gazes were quickly drawn to the floating treasures, and they all reached out to take them.

Ye Wuque also casually snatched a few glimmering items to examine, only to find most were broken fragments of ancient weapons, or strange ores that contained weak Space-Time Power but were of low grade, and some nameless, with severely depleted spiritual energy, withered plants.

"Pah! How unlucky! Swept into this god‑forsaken remote corner, and all we get are these shabby trinkets?"

A hot‑tempered hulking man hurled a rust‑stained metal piece from his hand, his face full of disappointment and impatience.

"It seems our luck is poor; this isn't the core zone where treasures gush, just an abandoned tributary's far end."

Another, more composed elder sighed, surveyed the surrounding solid, twisted spatial barriers, brows knit, "Moreover, the spatial barriers here are unusually sturdy; returning the way we came or reaching the core zone will likely be difficult."

Ye Wuque casually tossed aside a mineral emitting faint spatial fluctuations, shaking his head slightly.

To him, these things were no different from trash, utterly useless.

It seems the real opportunity is most likely still in the core zone where Xiao Jie was swept.

He needs to quickly find a way to leave here, reach the core zone, and rendezvous with Xiao Jie.

However, just as everyone present grew rather disappointed by this barren haul and even began pondering how to leave the area,

a cold, Dead Silence, yet indescribably eerie and noble aura, like a tide, spread without warning from the deepest part of this remote corner!

In an instant, everyone felt a chill surge from the soles of their feet up to the celestial crown, their hair standing on end!

Ye Wuque snapped his head around, his gaze flashing like lightning toward the source of the aura!

It was an even darker region, with spatial folds far more intricate.

Aoo!!

Accompanied by a bizarre sound like metal grinding mixed with beastly roars, streaks of black shadows leapt out from those dark spatial folds like phantoms!

Their forms were not uniform; some resembled humanoids but taller, cloaked in jet‑black bone armor, with vicious bone spikes sprouting at the joints;

others were like multi‑segmented insects, their compound eyes flashing cruel dim light;

and some were a mass of constantly writhing black shadow, exuding a strong scent of blood.

Yet they shared one trait—each was enveloped by a thick, unbreakable aura of bloodiness, horror, and strangeness, and within that nauseating aura, a faint, twisted yet noble bearing seemed to emanate from deep within their bloodlines!

The moment he sensed this aura, Ye Wuque's eyes narrowed sharply, a flash of icy cold glint flashing in his pupils!

This aura… he will never forget!

Cold, Dead Silence, eerie, bloody, yet also bearing that repulsive, twisted nobility!

This is the aura of… Nine Nether beings!!

Moreover, the ones before us are not ordinary Nine Nether beings!

The beings from that supremely evil, unfathomable mysterious world have actually appeared here?!

Ye Wuque instantly realized that this SpaceTimeRift was probably far more than it seemed on the surface!

Recalling earlier when he set foot in Nine Heavens, slaying those Nine Nether beings, and hearing their dying, frantic cries about the so‑called "Holy Son is about to descend"...

An ominous foreboding suddenly rose in Ye Wuque's heart!

"Nine... Nine Nether beings!!"

Among the group, the well‑versed elder's face turned ashen, his voice trembling uncontrollably as he let out a terrified scream, "How could they appear here?!!"

"What? Nine Nether beings?!"

"Are those the evil invaders?!"

"Weren't they supposed to be on the Border Wasteland Battlefield? How did they penetrate deep into the abyss's interior??"

The other surviving beings, upon hearing this, were first shocked to the core, then their faces broke into shared hatred and murderous intent!

Across Nine Heavens Ten Lands, whether Nine Nether, Other Shore, or the Ominous, they are all the common, never‑dying mortal enemies of every being!

This is the consensus etched into the bloodline inheritance!

"Kill these evil scum!!"

The hot‑tempered hulking man roared, brandishing a massive hammer, and slammed it at the charging Nine Nether beings!

"Guard Nine Heavens! Kill!!"

The others, bloodlust ignited, shouted as they activated divine artifacts and surged forward.

With no room for hesitation, the battle erupted instantly!

However, the moment they clashed, everyone's hearts sank to the abyss instantly!

The power of these Nine Nether beings was terrifying beyond imagination!

Their attacks were bizarre and unpredictable, infused with an evil force that corrodes life and pollutes the soul, yet they were fearless and coordinated with extreme synergy!

Pfft!

In one clash, the Immortal late‑stage Dark Cultivator was easily torn apart by the claw of a humanoid Nine Nether being, its protective aura shattered, its heart ripped out; the being even, in front of everyone, shoved the still‑beating heart into its mouth and chewed, emitting a chilling sound!

"Bad! This aura… this is Nine Nether imperial beings!"

"A terrifying existence that surpasses the Nine Nether royal lineage..."

"Bloodlines twisted yet noble! Power exceedingly terrifying!"

"Retreat quickly!"

Among the Nine Nether beings, the towering jet‑black one with nine ferocious heads sneered:

"Heh, you ant, you do have some insight, to see that we come from the great Nine Nether imperial clan!"

"Hehehe, ant! It's fine to tell you all as well!"

"We are one of the most noble imperial clans of the great Nine Nether, the Nine‑Head Imperial Clan!"

"Ant! Die!"

Boom!

The exploding Nine Nether chaotic aura boiled up, soaring skyward!

Sweeping across the ten directions of the universe!

Under the lead of those nine‑headed living beings, the aura of this group of Nine Nether Living Beings surged again!

Bearing terrifying might, it charged at the Nine Heavens Living Being!

Although the Nine Heavens Living Beings held a numerical advantage, the overall situation showed them being trampled by the Nine Nether Living Beings!

A woman's flying‑sword artifact struck the carapace of an insect‑like Nine Nether Living Being, only scattering a string of sparks, and was instead hit by a jet of black slime spewed from the creature's mouth; the protective divine light was instantly corroded away, and the person was swiftly turned into a pool of pus and blood amid a harrowing scream!

The domineering elder and the muscular man teamed up against a humanoid Nine Nether Living Being, but were knocked back repeatedly by its punches and slaps, spitting blood, clearly outmatched!

Yet within just a dozen breaths, the Nine Heavens Ten Lands living beings drawn into this place had already suffered over half casualties!

Severed limbs and broken arms splattered everywhere, blood staining the cold rock crimson; the scene was horrifically extreme!

It was nothing short of a one‑sided slaughter!

These Nine Nether Living Beings were truly terrifying machines born for slaughter!

Swish!

Ye Wuque's figure vanished in an instant, and when he reappeared, he was already standing before the retreating elder and muscular man.

A Nine Nether Living Being snarled as it swung its claw toward the elder's head, about to seize it.

A slender, pale hand, arriving after the strike, like iron tongs, lightly yet firmly grasped that black claw bristling with bone spikes and terrifying power.

The Nine Nether Living Being's grin froze on its face; it felt its claw, capable of tearing stars, was being crushed by an Ancient Divine Mountain, unable to advance even an inch!

It looked up in astonishment, meeting a pair of calm eyes as deep as a star‑filled sea.

Ye Wuque gave a slight twist.

Crack!

The sound of bone cracking rang out as he forcibly snapped the Nine Nether Living Being's claw!

"Roar!!"

The Nine Nether Living Being let out a painful, angry roar.

Yet its roar abruptly stopped.

Because Ye Wuque's other fist, like a golden meteor, had already struck its chest!

Puff!

The Nine Nether Living Being's incredibly tough bone armor and sturdy flesh were pierced as easily as paper!

A clear, front‑to‑back blood hole appeared in its chest, black blood spouting out.

Ye Wuque casually tossed aside the now lifeless corpse, his gaze calmly sweeping toward the remaining Nine Nether Living Beings still rampaging.

His action instantly drew the attention of all the Nine Nether Living Beings, whose cruel, brutal, and slightly bewildered gazes locked onto him in unison.

The surviving Nine Heavens Living Beings, as if seeing a savior, rushed to converge behind Ye Wuque, their faces bearing post‑catastrophe fear and a hint of hope.

Ye Wuque, alone, his black robe fluttering slightly, stood before the crowd, facing the dozens of sky‑piercing, blood‑soaked, terrifying Nine Nether Living Beings ahead, like an insurmountable towering mountain.

The atmosphere instantly grew exceedingly solemn and murderous!