The Domineering King of the Netherworld and His Sweetheart

315. The Wish of Making Trouble

Translator: 飞弹

The dark clouds in the sky rolled over from far away, followed by the thunderous howls. Soon, they appeared in everyone’s line of sight. With the sound of thunder, countless oppressive auras flashed across the sky at the same time. The overwhelming momentum struck terror into the hearts of the people except for those of the Myemo Tribe.

The three tribes were finally going to war!

This thought flashed across the minds of many people. Those who flew towards the Myemo Tribe were undoubtedly from the Jintin Tribe and the Tendo Tribe, especially the two heading the group. They were Jemonten and Eudgie, who were as famous as Ronba.

Even though they knew that the three great tribes would start the war sooner or later, when it really happened, everyone who saw this scene still looked stunned.

They knew how strong the Jintin Tribe and the Tendo Tribe were, but they had never thought that the two tribes would hide so many powerhouses. The total number of cultivators on the levels of Lesser Heaven God and Great Heaven God was more than 100. Was this the real power of the Jintin Tribe and the Tendo Tribe?

No one knew whether the Jintin Tribe and the Tendo Tribe had kept their other forces hidden or not, but such a strong team was likely enough to fight against the Myemo Tribe.

Colorful lights flashed across the sky. In a short moment, they rushed from the horizon to the perimeter of the Myemo Tribe. The strong and frightening aura encompassed the whole forest, and the Demon Beasts below felt the strong power and started to be restless. Some Demon Beasts roared at the sky, waving their claws excitedly, and some even flew angrily towards the group of people. But before they could get closer, they suddenly fell again.

“Humph, you nonentities who overreach yourselves!” The young man with a gentle and pale face in the lead opened his mouth and gave people the feeling of being superior and arrogant. He glanced at the Demon Beasts in the forest below, revealing a contemptuous sneer.

This person was Jemonten, who was as famous as Ronba but whose reputation had always been inferior to Ronba’s. At first sight, he looked like a weak scholar at 27 or 28 years old. Although he was not contemporary with Ronba, he was a second-placed powerhouse on the list of the fallen cultivators in Degenerate God Ravine. However, Jemonten’s great reputation was not because of his strength, but his ruthless and cruel schemes.

Standing next to Jemonten was Eudgie from the Tendo Tribe. She ranked third on the list of fallen cultivators not because she was weaker than Jemonten. It was because everyone had not seen her have a fight for many years. The result of keeping a low profile was that no one knew how strong she was and whether she had made any progress, so they ranked her third.

Even though Eudgie was a woman, she was a very smart woman, which could be seen from the fact that she was commanding the Tendo Tribe. She was also the beauty that all men in Degenerate God Ravine dreamed of. With the unique beauty and enchanting figure, her whole body seemed to be filled with a sense of temptation that made people want to indulge in it. She was a very dangerous woman and all intelligent men knew that they had to stay away from her.

Eudgie’s most well-known ability was her dance music called Diabolical Heaven Dancing. It was rumored that as long as men watched her dance, none of them would not be seduced by her. The exaggerated statement was that a man’s spirit would leave his body and he would eventually become the slave of her.

This was enough to deter all men in Degenerate God Ravine from approaching her. After all, no one would like to be a slave, no matter how beautiful that woman was.

“Ronba, you coward! When will you come out to fight with us?”

Jemonten’s voice was so loud and deafening that even people in Heaven Gate Town could hear it.

Although many people were eager to run over to watch the war, they abandoned the idea when they thought that they might lose their lives because of this. Although they could not see it at close range, it would be okay to watch the war at a distance. In order to make money, some people deliberately formed a water mirror that could reflect the scene of the war through the sky. As long as people paid a certain fee for it, they could immediately watch the situation on the spot by the mirror. Although it didn’t have the same shock value as that of watching at close range, it would be better than nothing.

“Ha ha! Jemonten, your face and voice are still the same as before. When will you go to have a cosmetic surgery?”

Ronba’s voice followed with a thunderous laughter. His figure came out from the distorted and wrinkled space above the palace. He was nearly two meters tall, appearing in an awe-inspiring manner in front of Jemonten and Eudgie. He was still domineering as usual, but there was also a trace of reserved calm, so that no one could see his true strength.

Jemonten’s face darkened when he heard the words.

If one wanted to ask what Jemonten hated Ronba the most, most people in Degenerate God Ravine could answer it, which was the subject of face lifting.

As everyone knew, the type of people Ronba hated the most was the men who looked feminine and yelled like a duck when they spoke. It was unfortunate that Jemonten just ranked first among the people Ronba hated. Every time he met Jemonten, Ronba would always ask him, “When will you have a cosmetic surgery?”, which once made Jemonten become a laughing stock in Degenerate God Ravine.

Since then, Jemonten and Ronba have formed a great grudge against each other. Everyone knew that the person Jemonten hated the most in his life was Ronba. However, although he hated him. it was a fact that Ronba was stronger than him. So, Jemonten could only imagine the scene of chopping Ronba into pieces in his mind.

“I won’t do it until the day you die,” Jemonten said nastily and glared at Ronba with a long, narrow and probing eyes.

“That’s really a pity! You bastard!” Ronba said and pulled out the huge knife behind him.

Jemonten and Eudgie immediately became alert because of his action. Both of them were holding the position of fighting at any time. Based on their postures, they were likely to unite in fighting against Ronba, which was the first time in the past thousands of years.

Everyone knew that Ronba was strong but no one knew how strong he was. Although he and Jemonten had fought two or three times, they had never revealed their true strength. Therefore, everyone was looking forward to seeing whether Ronba could fight against Jemonten and Eudgie. Perhaps in this war, everyone could figure out his strength.

This was not the first time Feng Xi had experienced this tense fighting atmosphere, but it was the most shocking one he had ever felt.

It was impossible to see such a scene with so many powerhouses on the level of Lesser Heaven God and Great Heaven God in the God and Demon Kingdom. After all, the cultivators on the level of Great Heaven God couldn’t be more than twenty in the God and Demon Kingdom, and God and Demon Kingdom had the God Demon Tower to rein people in, so such large-scale wars were almost impossible to happen in the God and Demon Kingdom. In the end, Degenerate God Ravine was a chaotic space without law, just like the ancient world.

“Feng Xi, you just stay in the Myemo Tribe and don’t come out, you understand?” Nangong Yang turned around to tell Feng Xi with a serious expression.

These days, they had got along well with Feng Xi. Now they were calling each other by their names, not the ritual title such as “bud”. Nangong Yang and the others knew clearly about Feng Xi’s cultivation level. As a twenty-year-old boy on the level of the peak of nine-star Exalt God, his talent for practicing was really amazing. But it didn’t work in this war because the weakest one also had the cultivation level of Lesser Heaven God.

“My cultivation level is relatively low, but it doesn’t mean that I can’t go to the battlefield!” Feng Xi was still very confident in his ways of surviving.

“Don’t make a fuss, this is not a joke,” Nangong Yang shook his head disapprovingly.

Feng Xi still wanted to say something, but Nangong Yang and the others ignored him. One by one, they all flew into the sky. All of a sudden, he was left alone.

“Master, actually it will be useless if you persuade them. You have to prove it to them with actual actions,” God of Books said.

“I know. By the way, I just saw Eshar participated in it too. Hasn’t he been affected by Little Bad Luck? Will it have an impact on his battle?”

After getting along with them for a few days, Feng Xi gradually understood what Eshar had done. Fortunately, he didn’t really let Little Bad Luck make Eshar be unlucky for a thousand years. After all, he was just fooled by Eshar, which was not a big deal. If he really made Eshar be unlucky for a thousand years, he thought it would be too vicious, so he let Little Bad Luck make Eshar be unlucky for nine days. Today was just the last day.

“Don’t worry, Master. Bad luck is also divided into many types. It won’t affect him much,” God of Bad Luck said weakly.

“That’s good. Since that’s the case, let’s start the action too!” Feng Xi had a great wish, that was to make trouble in the battle. Although he admitted that fighting was a matter that could really get the adrenalin flowing, making trouble could get his adrenalin pumping more.

“How do you want to make trouble, Master?” There was a hint of excitement in the voice of the Hairless Chicken. They had never made trouble before, so they were very interested in it.

“I remember Little Bad Luck once said that his bad luck was a product of Bad Luck Art. In that case, his real strength should be Bad Luck Art. It seems that this skill could be locked with spirit. I don’t know if Bad Luck Art can spread. If it can, we can go round to the back of the enemies and spread it.”

The scene must be fun when the enemies became unlucky one after another in the sky.

“Master, this method can’t work. My ability is not enough to release the Bad Luck Art,” God of Bad Luck shook his head.

“Since it can’t be used, what should we do?”

“It seems that we can only carry out a raid. The sky buddy can use his ability to attack the enemies behind them. Little Glaze can also use his ability to swallow the enemies’ souls. Don’t let them have a chance to recover. And I will use my spirit to control the exit of the small world, but there is something a little troublesome.” Feng Xi frowned.

“What is it?” A light voice rang.

“I’m not very familiar with the control of the small world… Eh?” Feng Xi raised his head as he said this. At first glance, he saw God of Books and the others standing in a neat line like soldiers, all of them looking behind Feng Xi steadily .