1336 Matchless Prowess!

He once took Earth Prison's army to attack Nether Prison and terrorized the experts there. However, this supreme existence was jointly attacked by the Great Saints of the nine clans and was even wounded by the Lord of the Black Temple with a surprise attack. Eventually, he was killed. 

No one had thought that this peerless expert, who had fallen for a very long time and had become a legendary figure, would appear once again.

When those eyes shone, everyone's breathing became short.

Nether King Tian Cang had returned to this world.

Er Ha finally realized why those experts of the aristocratic families knelt before him in fear. His father had come back. Was this the so-called fortune? He could hardly believe that it actually summoned his dead father back to this world.

Light flashed around Nether King Tian Cang. His body seemed somewhat illusive, clearly incorporeal. The fortune was great, but it was too difficult to revive a man who was already dead. Death and revival were related to the Supreme Laws, so no matter how amazing the Fortune Flatbread was, it was far from matching the power of the Laws.

Judging from his unstable aura, the fortune had only summoned Tian Cang to this world for a short time. In fact, due to its difficulty, Tian Cang could only stay for less than half an hour.

'So this is Nether King Tian Cang…' A look of amazement came into Bu Fang's eyes as he studied the unparalleled existence with a burly body. The man's aura was mighty, and his eyes seemed to contain a world. He did have the appearance and aura of a supreme figure.

'I can't believe that Er Ha's fortune could summon an existence of this level… His luck is indeed heaven-defying. Perhaps he's the real chosen one…' 

Hearing Er Ha's playful words, Tian Cang glanced around with his indifferent eyes. A moment later, he realized what had happened.

"Interesting… I was summoned back to this world from the chaos." His eyes flashed, then he lifted a hand and patted Er Ha on the head. "I've left you the Demon Passes, and yet you're only a Two-revolution Great Saint. It appears that after I passed away, you didn't work hard in your cultivation," Tian Cang said lightly.

Er Ha smiled awkwardly. The aura of Tian Cang made him feel a little stressed, but the familiar aura filled his heart with mixed emotions. "I was trapped in the grief brought by your passing… And grief takes time to heal," he said, grinning.

The corners of Tian Cang's mouth curved upward into a faint smile. "It's been years, and yet you're still so naughty." He shook his head. The pitch-black energy around him churned as he moved. After that, he glanced around. His eyes stopped at Bu Fang for a few seconds, then they moved on and rested on Nethery.

Nethery bit her lip and trotted to Tian Cang's side.

The previous Nether King rubbed her hair and sighed softly. When he sensed her cultivation base and the curse in her, a look of surprise came into his eyes. "Good, very good… I didn't expect you to turn the power of the curse into your own. I had tried every possible way to suppress it, but none of them worked. I can't believe you've done it," he said emotionally. He could sense that the power of the curse was turning into Nethery's power and was growing stronger and stronger.

"We welcome the return of Your Highness!" The experts of aristocratic families kneeling on the ground shouted excitedly. They never thought that the unparalleled man of Earth Prison would come back to life. The supreme existence, who once took them to attack Nether Prison, had returned when Earth Prison was attacked by Nether Prison.

Tian Cang's eyes fell on them, then he turned to glance at the vast battlefield that fronted Imprisoned Dragon Pass. As he felt the murderous atmosphere that blew in his face, he sighed softly and said, "So Nether Prison finally attacks Earth Prison…" He seemed to have expected this.

"It is imperative to consolidate small worlds into a great world. There are many small worlds in the Netherworld, but we have not had a great world. Once those formidable great worlds in the starry sky find us, the whole Netherworld would become a vassal to them, and the people would suffer," Tian Cang said.

He seemed to be muttering to himself, but everyone around him heard him loud and clear. What he said filled them with fear.

"But… Why should I care so much? I'm already a dead man. Although I've come back, I won't stay for long."

There was a deep look in Tian Cang's eyes. As he stared at the destructive energy beams pouring out of Nether Prison battleships, he slowly stepped forward. At this moment, heaven and earth seemed to distort. Like a bright star, the previous Nether King stepped up through the air and headed directly to the energy beams.

The air rang with a rumbling sound as several energy beams as strong as the attack of a Seven to Eight-revolution Great Saint fell from the sky, and the void twisted and broke before them. They were aiming at Imprisoned Dragon Pass, and they were about to destroy it with shocking power.

In the face of this incredible power, many people in the city were trembling. However, when they saw Tian Cang, their previous Nether King, their trembling stopped, and they became fearless. That man was the god for every person in Earth Prison.

Er Ha raised his head, his eyes gleaming. He never thought he could see his father's prowess again. Compared to his father, he was still like a child who played with sand.

You Ji, Nethery, and the family heads were all staring excitedly at the sky, hoping to see the Nether King's mighty power once again.

Bu Fang clasped his hands behind his back. As he watched Tian Cang walk up the sky as if there was a flight of invisible steps, he could not help but think, 'He is truly worthy to be the strongest man of Earth Prison…'

The next moment, the energy beams hit Tian Cang and exploded in the sky. Frightening flames immediately spread and enveloped heaven and sky, obscuring all eyes. Everyone who witnessed it sucked in a cold breath. The explosion was so powerful that it almost destroyed heaven and earth.

Before long, the Nether Prison experts in the battleships widened their eyes as they saw a figure emerging amid the fading smoke. The destructive energy beams did not kill that expert.

Tian Cang glanced indifferently at the battleships and twitched the corner of his mouth in disdain. "A bunch of clowns…" As he said that, he raised a hand and slowly clenched the palm into a fist.

Immeasurable energy began to gather between heaven and earth into a colossal palm, which then gradually closed around a battleship. As the palm clenched into a fist, the ship was crushed and exploded into a sea of flames in the sky.

Before the explosion, however, the Nether Prison experts had already rushed out of the battleships. Several Two and Three-revolution Great Saints were furious. "How dare you!" shouted one of them as they charged toward the figure in midair with monstrous killing intent. A brief moment later, they were already in front of the man.

Facing them, Tian Cang only put his hands behind his back, raised his eyes, and glanced at them. The gaze scared those Great Saints out of their wits.

"How is this possible?!"

"It's him! He is that formidable man!"

"Nether King Tian Cang?! Isn't he dead?!" 

The Nether Prison Great Saints were terrified. As they looked at that man, they thought of the time when they were dominated by fear. This was a man as dreadful as a devil king. 

"Even Nether Puppeteer Patriarch dares not to be presumptuous in front of me… How dare you shout in my face?" Tian Cang said coolly, staring at the few Great Saints. 

The next moment, the black energy around him formed into spears, and at his thought, they shot forward at top speed.

"Run!" 

The Nether Prison Great Saints turned to flee without hesitation. They simply did not have the courage to fight with Tian Cang. However… 

Slash! 

A black spear pierced one of them, then another, and another… Soon, the air rang with the shrill cries of Great Saints, which were quickly followed by a series of booms as their bodies exploded in midair, turning into a rain of vitality energy and light that fell from the sky. 

Standing amid the rain of flickering energy and flashing light, Tian Cang looked like a god. 

The people in Imprisoned Dragon City were already stunned. Er Ha's blood was boiling, and his face was flushed as he clenched his fist tightly, while the Prison Overlords and the heads of various aristocratic families were extremely excited.

This man was the god Earth Prison once had, and he was still as mighty as ever!

At this moment, the Nether Prison experts on the battlefield, who had been losing ground, completely lost their will to fight. The army routed and began to retreat in panic. 

Tian Cang glanced at them and smiled. Then, he raised his head and looked at the sky where the battlefield of the stars was. He began walking slowly toward it. He did not have much time left, so he had to solve what he was supposed to have solved… 

On the wall, Bu Fang touched his nose as he looked at the cheering Earth Prison experts on the battlefield. The battle seemed to have been won with ease. There were still some steaming Fortune Flatbreads in the basket, but he knew he could not sell them now, so he put them away. He could sell them in the future.

"My father is going to the battlefield of the stars. Anyone wants to go and have a look?" Er Ha shouted excitedly at the people around him.

'The battlefield of the stars? I have not been there…' Bu Fang thought. He heard that all Great Saints fought there because their power was too great for the earth. 'I can go and have a look."

Nethery had come to his side, tugging at his sleeve with a begging look in her eyes.

"Alright, I know. Let's go together," Bu Fang said.

Nethery narrowed her eyes happily.

Little Saints could already step into the starry sky for a short time. Since most of them here were Nine-revolution Little Saints, they had no trouble visiting the battlefield.

The Netherworld Ship floated in midair. Bu Fang was sitting on the deck, together with Nethery, You Ji, and Er Ha, who climbed up the boat shamelessly. The next moment, the ship flew up into the sky. 

The experts from aristocratic families would not want to miss the opportunity to witness Nether King Tian Cang's prowess as well, so they all unleashed their cultivation base and rushed into the starry sky, even if that would put a great strain on their energy. 

…

In the starry sky, the void was torn, and fearful airwaves rumbled.

Since Ice Saint was out of her forbidden land, her strength had weakened significantly, causing her to struggle a little in the fight. Even so, she fought bravely, raining ice crystals at her foes with every move.

Yellow Spring Great Sage was fearsome. He had turned bald, but he also grew stronger. Even though he was fighting five foes alone, he showed no signs of weakness and even gave his opponents a hard time.

His opponents, five Nether Prison Patriarchs, were overwhelmed. They could not understand why he became so strong after losing all the hair, and they wondered if they should shave their hair as well after this… In the past, Yellow Spring Great Sage could only fight two of them at most.

Suddenly, Sword Demon Patriarch seemed to sense something, and he turned his head and looked at the churning sea of cloud down below. His pupils constricted as he saw a figure slowly walk up through the clouds.

Bam! 

Yellow Spring Great Sage knocked three men away with a punch and touched his bald head with a hand as tendrils of white steam rose from his body. Then, he seemed to notice something as well, and he turned his head. When he saw the familiar figure, his jaw dropped. He was even more surprised than when he found out he had turned bald! 

In the distance, Ice Saint forced Horned Demon Patriarch back with an ice sword, then turned around abruptly and saw the man. Her expression changed dramatically.

Even Sword Demon Patriarch and the others gasped in disbelief.

"How could he still be alive?!"

Nether King Tian Cang walked leisurely with his hands behind him, but he was fast. With every step, he crossed thousands of miles. Before long, he was standing in the center of the battlefield, shrouded in a mighty black aura.

He glanced at Sword Demon Patriarch and the others, then gave Ice Saint a complicated look. Finally, he rested his eyes on Yellow Spring Great Sage and said in a strange voice, "Well… It's been years since we met. When did you become bald? Although you're bald, you have grown stronger."