Chapter 1915 Ambition

Chapter 1915 Ambition

?At the bridge's entrance, the Horse-Faced statue slowly turned its head to look at the Tower of Fate. Its mouth parted slightly. "Look, Old Niu. We are about to have a new Yama King. Maybe he can bring you back."

On the other side, the Ox-Faced statue stood motionless. Sadly, its spirit had already departed since the Primordial War.

"He really did what he had promised us." The Horse-Face said gently before turning its head away, returning to its original position.

The statue's eyes glowed in a crimson light as it spoke. "The time has come."

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At this moment, Qing Heng, the other patriarchs, and sect masters were gathered outside the bridge. They came here to see if there was a chance for them.

"This aura... It seems like the Netherworld is on the brink of reclaiming its former glory." Peng Zhen said with a hint of excitement.

"It doesn't look good to me." Bei Ling spoke with a frown.

"Why?" Peng Zhen asked curiously.

Bei Ling thought for a moment and shook her head. "It's a woman's intuition. I feel that the recovery of the Netherworld will do no good for us."

Peng Zhen furrowed his brow and said nothing.

Meanwhile, Feng Li turned to look at Qing Heng and asked. "Why don't you tell us about Qing Yun, Patriarch Qing?"

The fact that Yun Lintian was the last person to stay on the bridge was no longer a secret. Not everyone believed that the so-called Qing Yun was a member of the Qing Clan.

Qing Heng was under pressure as everyone looked at him. He smiled wryly and admitted it. "He is not my clansman. He helped my clan and my daughters escape from the Ji Clan's grasp for the quotas to enter the bridge. Except for his superb battle prowess, I don't know much about him."

Everyone could see that Qing Heng was telling the truth. He didn't know much about Qing Yun.

"We should leave." Feng Li said after a brief moment of silence.

"What? Are you afraid?" Huo Xun looked at him with a disdainful smile. New novel chapters are published on

Feng Li ignored Huo Xun and left directly, under everyone's bewildered gaze.

The next moment, a gigantic devilish eye blazing with black flames emerged above the altar, between the two pillars.

The devilish eye rolled down, looking at the man.

"You have changed." An aged voice resounded. It seemed to come from the distant past.

The man responded respectfully. "The era has changed. I needed to change as well."

The devilish eye stared at the man silently for a while, and then the voice resounded again. "Are you aware of the consequences?"

"I am fully aware of it, Master." The man raised his head slightly to look at the eye.

"I have witnessed everything with my own eyes. We were too passive in the past. It's time for us to take the initiative."

The man was Si Junyi, the Death God and the current ruler of the Netherworld.

The incident in the past was vivid in his mind, and he would never forget it. His master, the God of Death, didn't want to confront the God of Mortal and always took a passive-

defensive stance. It led to the fall of the Netherworld.

Si Junyi didn't want the Netherworld to fall into the old path. He wanted to change everything and make the Netherworld the ruler of the Primal Chaos.

The aged voice echoed. "Besides, don't you think it's an ungrateful act to do this?"

Si Junyi took a deep breath and said solemnly. "I am aware that the Senior had helped us. Without him, the Netherworld and I would have ceased to exist long ago. However, it doesn't mean I have to give up."

"I believe that he will understand my intention in the future."

"You will never defeat him." The aged voice resounded. "Going against him is no different from swimming against the current. If you fail, you will be swept away."

"I want to try." Si Junyi said firmly.

The devilish eye went silent for a long time before speaking. "I'm not going to stop you. My disciple should have great ambition... However, you must not use any underhanded methods against him."

"Don't worry, Master. I, Si Junyi, am not shameless enough to resort to such a trick." Si Junyi said loudly.

"Go." The aged voice resounded, and the devilish eye gradually disappeared.

Si Junyi remained kneeling for a few minutes before getting up. A devilish black light flashed across his eyes as he turned around and left...