Chapter 131: One Palm Annihilates the Nine Nether

At the same time, at a distant Other Shore countless billions of light‑years south of Boundless Heaven, across the endless sea of stars and the Space‑Time Barrier, there exists a Terrifying Area shrouded in eternal blood‑red hue and Darkness.

Here, the ground is dark‑red, as if paved with solidified blood; the sky hangs a twisted violet evil sun, and the air is filled with a nauseating scent of blood, madness and Destruction.

Here lies the Nine Nether Great World, infamous throughout the Zhutian Wanjie, striking terror into countless living beings!

In former days, this was a nest of evil and conquest; the Nine Nether beings regarded subjugating other worlds and plundering life as honor and amusement, seeing the many worlds of Nine Heavens Ten Earths as lambs and dust awaiting slaughter.

Yet now, this world of brutality and arrogance has fallen into an unprecedented, soul‑freezing despair and Dead Silence!

An indescribable, irresistible, cold will seemingly from a higher dimension, like an invisible sky‑curtain, completely envelops and locks the Nine Nether Great World!

Whether the Luo Yi slave tribe hidden in the deepest underground, the royal tribe chieftain perched on the blood‑stained throne, the imperial clan elder dwelling in the decayed Divine Hall, or even those Holy Clan Titans who, day by day, are as elusive as a divine dragon and stand atop the countless beings of the Nine Nether…

All beings, from the lowest to the most noble, now clearly feel the same emotion—Great Terror! Great Despair!

It is a shiver born of life's instinct, as if the Fate of the whole world is grasped by an invisible giant hand, ready to be gently crushed at any moment!

Nowhere to hide, nowhere to run!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Within the three most core, most terrifying absolute realms of the Nine Nether Great World, three massive figures that seem to uphold the very laws of the Nine Nether heavens and earth are forced to manifest, standing beneath the blood‑red firmament!

On the left stands a figure, its shape vague, as if formed from countless wailing soul fragments, black chains coiling around it—Jiu Yi Shengzhu!

In the center, a being pure as jade, exuding extreme chill and Dead Silence, with a handsome yet uncanny visage—Bai Ye Shengzhu!

On the right, a mass of pure Darkness constantly writhing and devouring light, with only two scarlet eyes staring into the void like an abyss—Hei Kong Shengzhu!

The three supreme Holy Lords of the Nine Nether Great World have almost never revealed themselves in the long ages past; each appearance heralds earth‑shaking events.

But this time, they not only appear together, they stand in strict formation, and the emanating aura carries an unmistakable… panic and dread!

"The great Holy Lords! The Holy Lords have appeared!"

"The invincible Holy Lords will surely save us!"

"Kill that fool who dared to provoke the Nine Nether! The Holy Lords are invincible!"

Below, countless Nine Nether beings mired in despair see the three figures standing proudly in the Void, as if clutching a final lifeline, erupting in frenzied cheers and roars.

Among them are two young Holy Sons whose extraordinary aura is surrounded by a host of stars like a moon, their eyes filled with boundless reverence and faith.

In their hearts, the three Holy Lords are omnipotent deities, the eternal pillars of the Nine Nether!

Yet these fanatical beings do not see, or cannot comprehend, that the invincible Holy Lords they idolize now hide beneath a holy radiance, their faces pallid and despondent!

Jiu Yi Shengzhu's body, formed of soul fragments, trembles faintly as he speeds at an almost frantic pace toward a deeper, allied realm in the void…

"Other Shore! Fellow Daoist of the Other Shore! Quick, rescue us!!"

"According to the pact, I, the Nine Nether, am the vanguard; how can you stand by idly?!"

"The one to strike is Tai Yuan! The dreaded star! If we do not act, the Nine Nether will be annihilated instantly! Lips gone, teeth feel the cold!!"

His Divine Sense is filled with anxiety, fear, and even a hint of pleading.

This large‑scale invasion of the Nine Heavens is a plot jointly devised by the Nine Nether and the even more mysterious, powerful Other Shore World; the Nine Nether gladly serves as the vanguard, believing it can reap huge gains, yet never imagined it would provoke Tai Yuan Heavenly Lord—a forbidden entity that has slumbered for eons, almost a legend!

However, no matter how Jiu Yi Shengzhu calls out, the Divine Sense he sends out sinks like a stone in the sea, receiving no response from the powerful beings of the Other Shore World.

At the same time.

Other Shore World, an unfathomable depth.

A place beyond prediction.

"The Nine Nether is such trash… how did we provoke that dreaded star!"

"How to put it… should we intervene?"

"What a damn hand to stick in! That's Tai Yuan Heavenly Lord!"

"Unless Yongye Zunzhu and a few others appear in person, but Lord Yongye Zunzhu has already gone deep into the Space‑Time River to comprehend the Dao!"

"The Nine Nether's actions deserve destruction!"

These are the words of several Ancient Entities from the Other Shore, a very pragmatic dialogue.

Obviously, the Nine Nether has been abandoned!

This is the response Jiu Yi Shengzhu receives from the Other Shore—cold and ruthless:

"You are truly useless, accomplishing nothing but causing trouble! How could you disturb that dreaded star?!"

"You reap what you sow! Your current actions are a self‑inflicted path to death; you deserve annihilation!"

The icy words completely shatter Jiu Yi Shengzhu's last hope.

The Other Shore World, without hesitation, abandons them as a pawn!

The so‑called pact, in the face of absolute power and risk, is fragile beyond repair!

Just as Jiu Yi Shengzhu's face shows misery, and Bai Ye Shengzhu and Hei Kong Shengzhu's eyes also reveal despair—

Buzz!!!

The terrifying pressure that shrouded the entire Nine Nether Great World suddenly surged to its peak!

Under the gaze of all Nine Nether beings at the height of despair, the eternal blood‑red firmament above them is completely replaced by a silver giant hand of indescribable vastness, as if forged from endless Star River and Chaos.

That hand is enormous, beyond comprehension, as if the entire Nine Nether Great World is merely a marble in its palm!

The palm's lines rise and fall like mountain ranges, containing the supreme law that can shatter myriad paths and reset earth, fire, water, and wind.

The massive hand slowly descends; though it seems gradual, it seals the Space‑Time, solidifies the law, turning the entire Nine Nether Great World and all its beings into amber‑trapped insects, their thoughts nearly halted.

"No!!!"

"Aaaaaaaaaaa!"

"We are not willing to accept this!!!"

The three Holy Lords let out a final roar mingled with endless fear, venomous resentment and sorrow; they burned all their Primordial, unleashing an unprecedentedly powerful terror, forming three soaring blood‑black pillars of light, attempting a final struggle!

However, before that silver giant hand, the three pillars—concentrations of the Nine Nether's highest power—are as tiny as a mantis's arm trying to move a mountain!

The giant hand does not even specifically target them; it simply, naturally… descends.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Like a bubble being popped, the three great saints worshipped by billions of beings in the Nine Nether Great World, together with their all‑out resistance, at the instant the silver palm made contact, were without doubt… shattered with a booming crash!

They turned into three brilliant yet fleeting blood‑colored fireworks, then were completely extinguished by the Chaos qi contained in the palm wind, body and spirit annihilated, utterly fallen!

Next, the massive palm made contact with the very body of the Nine Nether Great World…

There was no violent explosion as imagined, no deafening roar.

Only a… as if wiping chalk off a blackboard with a rag… light and understated.

In the silent, soundless interval.

That Nine Nether Great World, which had existed for an unknown number of epochs, birthed countless evils and tyrannies, and once made countless beings across the Zhutian Wanjie shudder… just like that… vanished.

On the spot, only an incomparably huge, smooth‑edged, bottomless terrifying void pit remained, as if a chunk had been ripped out of the canvas of the Zhutian Universe!

All matter, energy, laws, even the traces of its existence, were completely erased by that palm…!

So clean… as if it had never existed.

The Nine Nether Great World was thus annihilated by a casual slap from Tai Yuan Heavenly Lord!

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