Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 2646 Welcome to Hell

The chamber of King North Ridge was not as quaint and bedazzling as the Immortal Sects and Immortal Kingdoms of the Heavenly World. Instead, it was filled with a sinister and terrifying aura.

Even the pool water that surrounded the chamber was blood-red and emitted a faint blood stench. From time to time, scarlet fish with sharp fangs would leap out of the water.

The Martial Dao Prime Body was no longer surprised by everything.

Under Tang Qing'er's lead, the few of them arrived at the depths of the chamber before long and met the legendary King North Ridge!

At that moment, King North Ridge was sitting on a chair made of white bones. It was surrounded by a blood pool and dense skulls were piled at the feet of the chair.

This birthday banquet was known as the 800,000 year old celebration of King North Ridge.

Under normal circumstances, Grotto-heaven realm experts had a lifespan of around a million years.

Now that King North Ridge was 800,000 years old, he was actually no longer at his peak.

Even so, there was no sign of decline or haggardness from King North Ridge.

Although his eyes were closed, King North Ridge exuded an unimaginable might as he sat on the white bone throne!

This was an aura that could only be nurtured after one was in the upper echelons for a long time with countless corpses and blood trampled beneath him!

The spirit consciousness of the Martial Dao Prime Body swept past King North Ridge.

According to the Heavenly World, this King North Ridge should be a Supreme Immortal King with a major Grotto-heaven!

It seemed like the saying that cultivation was difficult in Frost Springs Hell was not groundless.

The expert who ruled over the entire North Ridge and stood at the peak was only a Supreme Immortal King. In fact, he had not even cultivated his Grotto-heaven to the perfected stage.

Suddenly!

King North Ridge opened his eyes.

Two shuddering cold beams of light seemed to burst forth from the dark chamber as a malevolent and bloodthirsty aura spread instantly.

Uncle Chen did not dare to meet his gaze and bowed hurriedly.

The young master of the South Forest often followed King South Forest and was long familiar with these supreme experts. However, he was still stunned by the aura of King North Ridge and his heart skipped a beat.

Only the Martial Dao Prime Body was expressionless and had a calm gaze.

"Father!"

Tang Qing'er shouted with a smile.

King North Ridge's gaze paused slightly on the Martial Dao Prime Body before turning to Tang Qing'er. His expression softened as he revealed a smile and nodded slightly. "Qing'er, you're back."

"Yes."

Tang Qing'er smiled. "I rushed back with some gifts to celebrate your 800,000 year old birthday, father."

"How thoughtful, Qing'er."

King North Ridge nodded.

Tang Qing'er continued, "By the way, father, I brought two friends back with me."

"Greetings, King North Ridge. I'm Shentu Ying!"

The young master of the South Forest hurried forward to greet with a respectful expression.

"Shentu Ying."

King North Ridge said, "Young master of the South Forest, right? How has your father been recently?"

The young master of the South Forest said hurriedly, "My father's health is fine. He has you on his mind but doesn't have the chance to come and meet you."

The two of them exchanged pleasantries.

King North Ridge was distracted, as though he knew about the matter between Tang Qing'er and the young master of the South Forest and did not make things difficult for the latter.

To be precise, the attention of King North Ridge was not on the young master of the South Forest at all—he was still paying attention to the Martial Dao Prime Body!

"Also, this is Fellow Daoist Desolate Martial."

Tang Qing'er recounted the process of them getting to know one another briefly. "Father, will it anger you that I made this decision to resolve the matter under your name?"

"It's fine, the death of Nether General North Black isn't significant."

King North Ridge waved it off. "Even if a few Hell Kings of theirs were killed, what can Corpse Mountain Ridge say?"

Pausing for a moment, he looked at the Martial Dao Prime Body and his eyes shone with a shuddering light as a tremendous might descended slowly!

As King North Ridge, his judgment was naturally far superior to Tang Qing'er and the others.

Although he could not tell the depths of the Martial Dao Prime Body, he could clearly sense that the latter was definitely not at the level of a Hell General!

"Are you really from the Heavenly World?"

King North Ridge asked slowly.

"Yes."

Against the might of King North Ridge, the Martial Dao Prime Body had a calm expression. "Furthermore, I want to ask you how to return to the Heavenly World."

"How dare you!"

Uncle Chen hollered, "How dare you speak to the king like that instead of bowing down!"

Although the Martial Dao Prime Body stood below, he stood upright. Ever since he entered the chamber, he had not bowed to King North Ridge.

The tone he used earlier on was as though he was communicating with his peers without any respect.

Even Tang Qing'er was worried for the Martial Dao Prime Body.

If her father were to take offense, she would definitely not be able to protect the Martial Dao Prime Body.

Everything else aside, the fact that the Martial Dao Prime Body came from the Heavenly World was enough for her father to kill him!

"Hahahaha!"

Suddenly, King North Ridge burst into laughter. His laughter reverberated through the palace and was deafening, filled with a domineering aura!

King North Ridge looked at the Martial Dao Prime Body with a sinister smile and said slowly, "Since you've arrived at the Hell World, there's no way you can return!"

The Martial Dao Prime Body frowned slightly.

Was he really going to be trapped in the Hell World?

What did the so-called Hell World and the Nine Hells have to do with Great Emperor Infinite?

What was the old monk's motive for pushing him down?

Was it just to trap him in the Hell World?

What did the old monk have to do with the Hell World?

There were too many questions lingering in his mind.

King North Ridge stood up slowly and said, "Young man, you're quite bold. If it was any other time, you would have been a corpse beneath my feet by now!"

"However, you're a friend brought back by Qing'er. I'll spare you this once."

"Thank you, father!"

Tang Qing'er heaved a sigh of relief and said hurriedly. At the same time, she looked at the Martial Dao Prime Body and kept giving him meaningful glances, asking him to come forward and express his thanks.

The Martial Dao Prime Body ignored it.

Right now, he was considering whether he should head forward and throw a punch to have a deeper interaction with King North Ridge.

However, he could not attack directly when he saw how protective Tang Qing'er was.

Furthermore, the birthday banquet of King North Ridge was approaching and there was no need to rush.

It would not be too late to look for King North Ridge after his birthday banquet.

Also, there were so many factions and experts gathered at King North Ridge's birthday banquet—he would definitely be able to obtain more information.

King North Ridge glanced at the Martial Dao Prime Body indifferently. "My birthday banquet is approaching and I'm in a good mood. I won't hold it against you today."

"However, let me remind you that this is not the Heavenly World. Hell is thousands of times crueler, darker and bloodier than the Heavenly World!"

"The living environment of the Heavenly World is like the peaceful Pure Land in the eyes of the living beings of Hell! In Hell, if you're not careful, even your bones will be eaten!"

Pausing for a moment, King North Ridge grinned at the Martial Dao Prime Body with a sinister smile. "Young man, welcome to Hell!"

At that moment, King North Ridge had yet to realize what sort of impact this purple-robed cultivator with the silver mask would bring to the Hell World!

Less than that, he could not imagine how much of a storm this mysterious young man would cause in Hell!

When he heard King North Ridge's words, the Martial Dao Prime Body laughed as well. He clenched his fists and murmured softly, "Hell… Desolate Martial has arrived!"