“Haotian Divine General, you are still young, and the future holds great hope for you; there’s no need for you to take risks here,” Wang Yongzhi solemnly advised.
Li Hao glanced at him and gently shook his head:
“It’s two separate matters.”
Wang Yongzhi slightly opened his mouth but then suddenly fell silent.
Indeed, it was two separate matters. Achieving personal success did not conflict with helping others, but those who had succeeded often were not willing to sacrifice again and return to the mire.
Wang Zhendong looked deeply at Li Hao, then glanced at the dark, dense fog approaching the edge of the town and said in a low voice:
“Let’s first get them out, then I will take you to find a solution.”
“Uncle Zhendong…”
“Let’s go, stop dawdling!”
Wang Zhendong acted as soon as he spoke. The Dao Domain quickly enveloped everyone, but when it touched Li Hao’s Dao Domain, he immediately felt a great resistance and could not cover it.
His heart chilled; this young man’s Dao Domain was incredibly powerful.
He was not aware of the details of Li Hao’s slaying of the Buddha Lord, but in the battle of Qingzhou City, Li Hao had publicly slain two Great Demons before everyone. Now, feeling it firsthand, he knew the well-known saying held true: there were no false reputations under great renown.
Seeing Li Hao about to speak, Wang Zhendong immediately said, “Don’t feel like you will burden me; I also want to carefully observe the strangeness of this Hell Ming River.”
A Hell Level Ming River, according to their conjecture, could yield tens of thousands of Merit even if destroyed.
If successfully navigated, possibly millions!
Although this was the Wang Family’s conjecture and no one could confirm it, it was highly probable.
And the Hell Ming River was also extremely terrifying; all of the Hell Ming Rivers that had appeared within the territory were forbidden areas without exception.
You see, the Dragon City Mo River was only at a Youdu Level and had caused the territory to concede and evade; around a Hell Level Ming River, within a thousand miles, all was a forbidden zone.
“Thank you.”
Seeing the extent to which the other party had spoken, Li Hao also didn’t prolong the conversation.
Under Wang Zhendong’s guidance, they quickly flew toward the edge behind the small town.
Here, the black fog churned, already nearing the edge of the town.
“Hurry, you guys go first.”
Wang Zhendong immediately said.
Wang Yongzhi and the others also knew that at this moment they had become a burden; staying here would only cause more trouble.
He immediately took out the Netherworld Ming River’s token, a black wooden tablet, which they had collected extensively from the Ming River’s ancestral hall.
For ordinary people, just entering the ancestral hall to collect tokens was extremely dangerous, as many mutated demon remnants would attack.
But for the Wang Family, experts had already cleared the dangers inside; they just needed to think about how to navigate through.
At that moment, Wang Yongzhi passed a piece to Li Hao, then immediately summoned his own Ming River Register.
Gold Paper emerged.
The gold light emitted from the Gold Paper seemed to tug at them, partially covering their bodies, and another part landed on the black wooden tablet.
But the next moment, under the cover of the gold light, the wooden tablet suddenly turned into fine powder.
“Hmm?!”
Wang Zhendong’s complexion drastically changed.
Not just Wang Yongzhi, the other people’s dozens of wooden tablets also shattered under the touch of the gold light.
“This…”
Wang Yongzhi and the others’ pupils contracted, showing shock in their eyes.
“The Ming River fused, the rules changed, and the tokens changed too!”
Wang Zhendong’s composed expression also turned somewhat pale at this moment.
The previously nearly certain escape route had unexpectedly changed without them realizing.
Li Hao’s face also changed slightly; the Netherworld Ming River’s tokens had actually become ineffective. He quickly summoned his own Ming River Register, and Gold Paper flew out.
Before long, Li Hao looked at the messages on the Gold Paper, but still saw “Qing Town Wood Tablet” listed as the exit token.
But as he mentally activated the tracking, the gold light scattered from the Gold Paper pointed toward the darkness outside the town.
Li Hao froze; the token hadn’t changed, yet it seemed it had.
Wang Zhendong also witnessed this, and as he saw the gold light being drawn into the black, dense fog, his complexion turned ashen.
Wang Yongzhi and the others also knew what this meant. They had been able to keep their composure, but now they all started to tremble.
“A token in the Hell Mo River, doesn’t this mean our retreat is cut off?!”
“How could this happen…”
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Wang Yongzhi’s face turned ghastly pale. He had thought it would be a joyful trip, but it had turned into a collective desperate situation, a miscalculation on his part as the Family Head.
“You guys wait here, I’ll give it a try.”
Uncle Zhendong spoke solemnly, no longer caring about delaying. He reduced his Dao Domain to only cover himself, his eyes becoming sharp,
“It doesn’t look too deep, the Hell Mo River, I want to see if the Dao Domain can hold up!”
As he spoke, he rushed toward the thick fog outside the small town.
As he approached the boundary between the small town and the dense fog, the dark forces outside seemed to sense something, with black power stretching out like tentacles, wrapping around and pulling at Uncle Zhendong’s body.
Uncle Zhendong’s whole body erupted with energy, concentrating his Dao Domain on his body, enhancing the intensity of the Dao Domain to counter the rules of the Hell Mo River.
Quickly, he stepped forward, entering the edge of the dark Hell Mo River.
The surrounding dark energy seemed to make way, actually being pushed back by his presence.
But soon, more dark power swarmed up, enveloping and entwining his body like countless sharp claws ripping through his Dao Domain.
With a roar, Uncle Zhendong’s power exploded, his Dao Domain’s rules fiercely fought, combating the rules of the Mo River, but the Dao Domain was increasingly compressed.
Suddenly, a black vapor transformed into a sharp spear-like force stabbing toward Uncle Zhendong’s back.
His Dao Domain was immediately torn, black vapor swiftly rushing in, causing Uncle Zhendong’s body to convulse, the purplish veins on his face bulging.
His heart shook fiercely. Is this the rule of Hell? Relying on the Dao Domain could only last a brief moment, less than two breaths’ time.
And this was still only at the edge of the Hell Mo River!
Whoosh!
He hurriedly tried to retreat, attempting to withdraw, but the surrounding dark forces seemed to foresee his intention, swiftly enveloping him, wrapping around his limbs. Although his mind was racing to retreat, his body instead surged forward, unobstructed, plunging deeper by several dozen meters.
The rules of the Netherworld Mo River had also been assimilated and manifested in this Hell Mo River.
Uncle Zhendong’s pupils shrank, immediately realizing the terror of the Hell Mo River.
It was not just one rule, but… many!
Other unknown rules were yet to be discerned, but he knew the rules of the Netherworld Mo River. At the moment, he could only control his thoughts, holding on to the belief “to rush forward.”
But this time, his body truly sprinted forward, not retreating in the reverse direction!
The rules had changed again!
Uncle Zhendong’s heart went cold; not only were there multiple rules, but also the rules alternated, continuously changing? Didn’t that mean, in the Hell Mo River, it was impossible to predict its rules, only to resist forcefully?
As he was shocked, the dark power spread and permeated, Uncle Zhendong felt his strength and vitality rapidly draining away.
He seemed to hear the anxious shouts of Wang Yongzhi and the others.
He wanted to turn his head, but his head wouldn’t move, his body constantly fluctuating between reversing and not reversing.
Uncle Zhendong felt as if in the Hell Mo River, there seemed to be a life manipulating these rules.
Just as he was deeply trapped, suddenly, a vast force swept from behind him.
The previous dark forces suddenly melted away like snow, rapidly pushed back.
The forces exerted on the Dao were instantly released.
A slender, strong hand grabbed his arm.
Uncle Zhendong turned to look, and saw layers of Dao Domains covering, enveloping his body.
One layer, two layers, three layers, four layers…
These overlapping layers of Dao Domains emitted a terrifying force.
But the rules of the Dao Domain were not acting on him, but were protecting his body instead.
The surrounding dark forces slammed into the outermost Dao Domain, continuously trying to penetrate, but were kept out.
Uncle Zhendong counted, there were at least ten layers!
“Let’s go.”
Li Hao pulled him behind, flinging him towards the small town behind them, “I’ll go seek it out, take care of them, wait for me.”
As he spoke, he stepped forward, surpassing Uncle Zhendong, and dived into the dark dense fog.