If this scene were seen by outsiders, they would probably exclaim that this was a demon from the Nine Netherworld!

The black-robed figure snorted coldly, her mood seemingly improved, and continued to move forward.

At this moment, although it was approaching dusk, it was still considered daytime, and the black fog spirits that had begun to emerge had not yet appeared.

Smoothly reaching the depths of the Black Forest Swamp, the black-robed figure closed her eyes and carefully sensed the surroundings.

Afterward, she muttered in some confusion.

"Strange, I clearly sensed through that thing... it should be right here."

With no one else around, the black-robed figure's voice was unmasked, surprisingly a somewhat hoarse yet clear female voice!

After pondering for a moment, the figure in black extended a hand.

Instantly, a withered but well-preserved flower that seemed to carry strands of Nine Nether Qi appeared in her hand!

Lifting the hood of the black robe over her head, her true face was revealed, showcasing a face that carried a hint of coldness and cruelty.

On her forehead, there was a faint silver mark, which upon closer inspection, vaguely resembled a peculiar blooming flower.

Adorning her cheek, this added a touch of mystique to her already incredibly beautiful and cold visage.

Gazing intently at the mysterious withered flower in her hand, the cold-hearted girl's face finally revealed a deep sorrow.

"Master... where are you truly?"

"They all say you have fallen... but you are the Lord of the Nine Netherworld, even if the immortals in the heavens fall, you would surely persist like the Nine Netherworld, Youluo does not believe you are dead!!"

The Other Shore Flower in her hand was a companion flower bearing a trace of her master's aura.

More than a decade ago, Youluo had been guided by a faint sense from the companion flower to Xuanzhou within the Great Jing Realm.

After several years, when another faint sense was noticed, the companion flower guided her more clearly, leading Youluo to the Northern Territory.

Establishing the Youluo Sect, with only a slight difference in name from her own, was precisely because, if the master were truly in the Northern Territory, would the familiar name catch their ear?

Would he... come to find Youluo?

However, over a dozen years passed, and though Youluo was in the Realm of Chaos, and Youluo Sect became one of the most well-known forces in the Northern Territory,

she had still not awaited the master, had yet to see the figure she had been seeking for twenty years.

The good news was that recently, the companion flower had again exhibited some anomalies and a trace of guidance.

Youluo exited her seclusion yesterday, immediately following this soon-to-disperse aura, and arrived deep within the Black Forest Swamp.

Gazing upon the land soon to fall into darkness, Youluo waited silently in the swamp depths.

The Land of the Nine Netherworld is perpetually without sunlight, with only a round moon hanging over the Nine Nether, its moonlight cast across the land, shining and protecting the inhabitants.

So, the night is the time most favored by the Nine Nether Race.

And when the moon comes out, if the master had ever truly been here, Youluo might stand a chance to gather more information through the companion flower in her hand.

After all, the master is the Lord of the Nine Netherworld, also the one most skilled at wielding the Moonlight Power in the world! Outsiders once referred to her as... the Moon God.

Soon, darkness swiftly swallowed up the last lingering light like a tide, as a round moon gradually climbed into the night sky.

Youluo focused on the companion flower in her hand, a terrifying aura of fluctuations radiating from all over her.

Yet, she seemed to be bearing some injuries or perhaps some kind of restriction.

Exerting her full force to trace the remaining aura, black threads began to appear on her arm, resembling a spider's web.

But Youluo seemed indifferent to this pain, her cold pretty face showing not a hint of pain, still relentlessly urging the senses.

Moments later, the companion flower in her hand finally emitted a faint, dark light.

What puzzled Youluo was that the companion flower pointed in two directions, one toward the swamp's outskirts, the other, the deepest core.

"Let's check the outskirts first."

Youluo immediately headed for the outskirts, her black robe quietly flashing through the night.

Minutes later, a bustling mining area appeared in front of Youluo.

"Could the master possibly have been here before?"

Youluo was first a little puzzled, then seemed to think of something, her cold little face suddenly hardened, her entire being brimming with a terrifying killing intent.

This is a mining area; most here are miners.

So, could it be that the supreme king of the Nine Nether Race... was once forced by these damned people to mine here?!

Within the mining area, workers who had just finished mining were eating, chatting, and bragging, while the Jiang Family Guard Team, having just finished their patrol, also returned to the mine.

"It really is safer now than before, for several days in a row, there hasn't even been a shadow of a newly born black fog spirit around."

"Yeah, thanks to the benefactor from that night, I still don't know how Lu Ye's uncle-in-law knows such a great senior."

"Master Lu and Miss Qingge truly are a pair made in heaven... By the way, have you heard? Fresh, hot-off-the-press news, something that just happened today! There's even a hermit Grandmaster living in Cloud Leaf City!"

"I've heard that too, that hermit Grandmaster cut down two major Martial Arts Grandmasters with one sword during the day, one of whom was the sect leader of the Blood Evil Sect from the Realm of Chaos. Right now, Cloud Leaf City's reputation is probably no less than the big cities in the Northern Territory."

"One of the four big shots of the Realm of Chaos! Just like that, died outside Cloud Leaf City next to the Yunlan River. I wonder if the other three giants can withstand a sword... Hiss, why do I feel a chill, so cold..."

As the Jiang Family guards chatted, one suddenly felt a chill over his body.

At this moment, perched atop a shadow-covered tree, Youluo had already scrutinized everyone here and found no trace of the master.

"So Blood Evil died here."

Youluo murmured softly; as the sect leader of the Youluo Sect, she had long been aware of the news of that useless Blood Evil's fall.

If others knew that Blood Evil, who was a grandmaster of the Second Layer, would be called "useless" by someone one day, their eyes would probably fall out in shock.

But it was said by the sect leader of the Youluo Sect, Youluo herself.

Even burdened with a terrifying curse, Youluo could still prevail undefeated in the Realm of Chaos... even in the Northern Territory!

After a moment of contemplation, Youluo quickly exited the mining area and headed to the deepest part of the swamp.

This night was not a night of the blood moon. Upon arriving, Youluo found nothing unusual.

Seeing the late-stage grandmaster black fog spirit coiling in the depths, Youluo's face remained cold: "Got news of the master, in a good mood, spare your life."

"Cloud Leaf City... I'm going to see whose hands that useless Blood Evil died by, who has lowered the name of the Realm of Chaos for nothing."

Her eyes shifted slightly, and the cold, breathtakingly beautiful face of Youluo once again disappeared beneath the black robe.

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