Chapter 715: Chapter 258 Netherworld Clan Under the chilling night sky, a sinister cold wind suddenly arose, causing everyone present to shiver, feeling as if their souls were about to freeze stiff. A roar originating deep from the soul suddenly emanated from the gate, piercing and dreadful, extremely powerful, directly assaulting one’s soul. Following that, a bone-chilling yin energy transmitted from the gate, with surges of grey fog billowing intensely, to the extent that even the silver moon and countless stars in the sky could not penetrate the thick haze. The surrounding area for several miles plunged completely into a chilly realm. Suddenly, the grey fog split to form a small path in the middle; a black and a white, two orbs of light rushed out from the portal and lazily arrived in front of Li Qingming. These two orbs of light were clearly two figures, both garbed in hemp robes, with tongues hanging out. The white figure wore a habitual smile, donned a long hat on which the Tao Runes spelling “You’re here too” were inscribed, holding a mourning stick in hand; meanwhile, the black figure bore a fierce look, with a long hat inscribed with the Tao Runes “Catching You,” clutching a chain that jingled. The two respectfully approached Li Qingming and prostrated themselves as if pushing against mountains and pillars, saying: “Little Witch Black Impermanence and White Impermanence, greets His Majesty the Emperor of Gouchen Palace, wishing His Majesty eternal life!” Li Qingming waved his hand indifferently, commanded, “Rise. This fellow just died, go hook out his soul! When you go back, tell Di Jiang that it is my command! Cast this fellow into the Eighteen Layers of Hell, suffering thirty million years of punishment, only then can his sins be atoned! If anyone allows him to enter the Six Paths of Reincarnation early, grant permission to punish his soul!” “Little Witch will follow the earthly decree!” Black and White Impermanence respectfully saluted Li Qingming once again, and approached the pile of black ashes; extending their hands gently toward the ashes, they beckoned. A somewhat transparent apparition, but with facial features undistinguishable from Yan Hui, entirely detailed out of golden threads, fluttered out from the ashes. Seeing this, Black Impermanence took the jingling chain in hand, looped it around Yan Hui’s neck, and dragged him towards Li Qingming. Read complete versıon only at 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵⟡𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⟡𝓷𝓮𝓽 “Who are you, and why are you locking me up? Let me go, let me go immediately!” This was the first time Yan Hui’s soul appeared in such a form in this world; feeling the cold chain around his neck, he began to struggle madly, even trying to remove the chain with his hands. “Behave yourself!” A trace of anger flashed across the joking face of White Impermanence, who, raising his mourning stick, struck Yan Hui’s head. Struck on the head by the stick, Yan Hui felt as though his head was about to explode, the endless yin energy was like tiny steel needles, rampantly venting inside his mind, unable to bear the pain, Yan Hui could only unwillingly cease his resistance. Dragging Yan Hui’s somewhat illusory soul, they returned to Li Qingming, where Black and White Impermanence stood quietly, as if they had more to say. Li Qingming narrowed his eyes and scanned them, asking, “What? Is there something else to say?” Black and White Impermanence glanced at each other, then spoke, “Emperor, Little Witch City cannot stay too long in this Central Heaven World! However, Wangshu Fairy conveyed a message, hoping for Your Majesty’s early return…” Hearing this, Li Qingming paused, then said, “Hmm? Wang Shu? How could you have met Wang Shu? Could it be that something has happened in Pangu’s Great Thousand World?” Black and White Impermanence hastily waved their hands and said, “No, not at all! Only in Earthly Palace among the Pangu’s Great Thousand World can we briefly stay in the various Central Heaven Worlds. Therefore, ever since Your Majesty and several Great Powers took the Path to Heaven, Wangshu Fairy, as well as Lady Nuwa, would occasionally come to our Earthly Palace to sit with Earth Queen, also to inquire about Your Majesty’s news!” Li Qingming chuckled softly and said, “Alright, I understand. You may return now, and tell Wangshu and the others that I am well!” “Your command shall be obeyed with respect, Your Majesty!” Black and White Impermanence bowed deeply, pulling Yan Hui’s soul, and step by step returned within the grand gate. The yin wind howled again, and the sky full of gray mist rushed back towards the gate just like when it came, and soon after, the night sky filled with stars reappeared with the bright moon hanging overhead. The group of heroes and talents from various realms were dumbfounded, had they seen wrong just now? Those who came out from the gate clearly belonged to the Netherworld Clan? It was terrifying; Qingmingzi had the ability to summon and dismiss members of the Netherworld Clan at will! And they were extremely respectful towards Qingmingzi. “Brother, were those just now members of the Netherworld Clan?” “I think… yes! After all, that chilling yin energy, and that yin wind that seemed capable of dispersing souls. They must be from the Netherworld Clan!” Similar comments spread among the people like a plague, rapidly circulating. “Our Senior Brother is dead, just like that?” Far away, Zixia sat blankly beside a pile of rubble, unable to react, or rather, unwilling to accept this reality. “Senior! You are so cruel!” Qingya Fairy gritted her teeth tightly, her bright eyes shooting out flames of anger, “Even if Senior Brother Yan Hui committed countless wrongs, those are for our Jishang Academy to discipline, being our internal affair! Senior, by bullying the weaker with your strength, don’t you feel any shame?” “What a joke!” Li Qingming sneered, “When Yan Hui, with his Late-stage Saint cultivation, bullied my disciple Xu Hu who only has Late Sub-Saint cultivation, why didn’t I see you step out and say that disciplining Xu Hu is my affair? Why didn’t you say that Yan Hui was bullying the weak with his strength?” Qingya Fairy’s delicate face froze, the words rising to her throat were all stifled back by Li Qingming’s remark, her face turning bright red. “If Jishang Academy only breeds hypocrites like Yan Hui, then I think even if you go back to Pangu’s Great Thousand World, you won’t be of any help!” After saying these words, Li Qingming shook his head and led everyone down from the third floor of the Elegant Scholar Pavilion. Only Zhu’er and Qingya Fairy remained on the spot, dumbfoundedly watching the departing figures, lost in thought. Near the southeast star domain of Yafeng Ancient Star, there is an inconspicuous constant star. This star is small, only about a square mile in size, but its surrounding environment is complex, not only dotted with small planets but also countless meteorite belts scattered around like a giant confusing array, making it difficult to discern the direction. Within that complex and mottled meteorite belt, a white figure darted between the meteorites like lightning. “Damn it, Yan Hui, you worthless troublemaker! Everything good turns bad in your hands! How am I supposed to explain this to the Pavilion Master!” As the distance closed, the figure revealed its face—it was Bai Ming, a Confucian Scholar from the Ancestor Hall, who had hurriedly left Yafeng Ancient City. He was muttering and cursing, his thin eyebrows tightly knitted. Unconsciously, Bai Ming had reached the middle of that constant star, pondering for a long time without finding a solution, he sighed and said, “Forget it, I’ll just tell the truth!” (To be continued. If you work, please go to Qidian (qidian.com) to recommend and cast your monthly ticket, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please read on m.qidian.com.)