Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Beginning

Chapter 1077 - 1075: Black Blood’s Whereabouts, Nether River’s End, Arrival at the Unmentionable Land

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Chapter 1077: Chapter 1075: Black Blood’s Whereabouts, Nether River’s End, Arrival at the Unmentionable Land

"Everyone, please board the boat. Without my guidance, this Mist Area isn’t easy to traverse."

Moluo smiled slightly.

Jun Xiaoyao, Shen Le, Su Hongyi, Naraku, Yun Xiaohai, and Zhu Ye all stepped onto the small boat.

Though the small boat wasn’t large, it could still hold a few people without issue.

"They cannot enter."

Moluo glanced at the Tower Ship that Yun Xiaohai was on, where some creatures from the Immortal Emperor Race were present.

However, these creatures, who were highly esteemed outside, dared not to act superior in front of Moluo, from the Demon Origin Race.

These people originally came to protect Yun Xiaohai, but now it wasn’t necessary.

They all cupped their hands and left.

Yun Xiaohai remained calm.

He knew that right now, Jun Xiaoyao couldn’t possibly make a move against him.

If Jun Xiaoyao tried, Moluo would be the first to disagree.

After all, to open the gate to the Unmentionable Land, all six of them needed to work together.

After everyone boarded the boat,

the elder wearing the conical hat began to row the boat.

A solitary boat began to enter the Mist Area.

Around them, the gray fog was vast.

Jun Xiaoyao could feel that there was some Dark Matter within the gray fog.

He was already familiar with this material.

Starting from the Primordial Heaven Venerable Secret Treasure, he had encountered it.

This material posed a great threat to the creatures of the Immortal Realm.

If not resisted, it could drive them mad.

But it had no effect on Exotic Realm creatures.

Because within them, more or less, there was this material.

This was also why Exotic Realm creatures were stronger than Immortal Realm creatures at the same level.

"Ultimate Calamity, I must understand what exactly you are?" Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.

Just then, he sensed a gaze.

It was Moluo, staring at him continuously.

"What is it?" Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

"Nothing, it’s just that First King you, seem to be inexplicably strong." Moluo also smiled.

"If that’s the case, then I’ll accept it as a compliment."

Jun Xiaoyao maintained his serene and natural demeanor.

With the Destiny Void and Stealing Heaven and Changing Day Technique’s concealment.

He believed he wouldn’t be easily seen through.

"By the way, where exactly is the location you mentioned of the Black Blood?"

Naraku was a bit impatient.

Moluo said, "The Nether River, you should know it."

Everyone nodded slightly.

"As the river stretches across the Ten Great Realms, it ultimately flows into the Unmentionable Land. It’s said that at the end, there is a drop of Black Blood."

Moluo’s words were shocking.

"Could it be that the Dark Matter contained in the Nether River all comes from..." Shen Le immediately thought.

"That’s right, it’s all from that drop of Black Blood," Moluo said.

Hiss...

Zhu Ye and others were all shocked.

The Nether River, so vast, spanning the Ten Great Realms.

Yet merely the power of that one drop of Black Blood allows the entire river to be filled with the power of Dark Matter.

This was enough to show how powerful that drop of blood was.

As for Jun Xiaoyao, a flash of contemplation appeared in his eyes.

He thought of a conspiracy theory.

If that drop of Black Blood came from the Ultimate Calamity.

Then by harnessing a drop of Black Blood, creating the Nether River, spanning the Ten Great Realms.

It could quickly infect the Exotic Realm creatures, making them contain Dark Matter within.

This conspiracy, if told, would absolutely overturn the imagination of Exotic Realm creatures!

Of course, Jun Xiaoyao would never disclose this.

To raise doubts now would certainly trigger Moluo’s suspicion.

After all, Moluo was a devout follower of the Ultimate Calamity.

Or rather, the entire Demon Origin Race were followers of the Ultimate Calamity.

In addition, Jun Xiaoyao thought of another point.

The Nether River was extremely important to Luo Xiangling.

He wondered if something at the end of the Nether River could help Luo Xiangling to metamorphose and breakthrough, that would be even better.

"However, if as you say, that drop of Black Blood is so powerful, why hasn’t any Immortal gone to seize it?" Naraku frowned and asked.

The power of the Black Blood was undeniable.

Even an Immortal King would be greatly tempted.

Moluo, hearing this, shook his head.

"At the end of the Nether River, there is an Ancient Array, that drop of Black Blood should be within the array."

"The Ancient Array isn’t so strong, but it’s rumored to be related to the great Calamity, so no one dares to trespass."

"If you are really the Dark Monarch appointed by the great Calamity, that drop of Black Blood should resonate with you automatically," Moluo explained.

"I see."

Hearing this, Naraku felt even more at ease.

This way, no one else could compete with him for that drop of Black Blood.

For he was the only Monarch.

Jun Xiaoyao, silently listening, had a look of contemplation in his eyes.

At that moment, the sea suddenly stirred with waves.

In the mist ahead, numerous shadows seemed to appear, like tentacles of an octopus.

A powerful aura emerged from the depths of the ocean.

"What is that?"

Zhu Ye, Yun Xiaohai, and others were all taken aback.

They felt it was some sort of ancient and terrifying Sea Beast.

"No need to worry." Moluo seemed unperturbed.

"How bold!"

The elder rowing the boat, wearing a conical hat, shouted sternly.

A terrifying pressure poured out, covering the entire sea area!

"Creation Divine Venerable!"

Sensing this almost suffocating aura.

Zhu Ye, Yun Xiaohai, and others on the small boat felt their breath catch, their bodies involuntarily retreating.

Only Jun Xiaoyao stood firm.

Shen Le and Su Hongyi leaned behind him.

"Just as expected of the Ultimate Emperor Race." Jun Xiaoyao smiled slightly.

Even a boatman elder had a Divine Venerable Level cultivation.

"Elder Ke is an elder specifically for guiding. With him here, we need not worry," Moluo smiled slightly.

As they continued, despite all the Restricted Areas, deadly lands, and various terrifying Sea Beasts.

Under Elder Ke’s guidance, they remained safe.

After several days.

The mist ahead finally dispersed.

The view suddenly became clear.

Everyone looked forward, their breaths halting.

It was an incomparably massive Dark Continent.

Emitting a kind of desolate aura.

However, this desolation wasn’t the kind of lifeless extinction.

In this environment, for those of the Ultimate Emperor Race, it was fertile land and a Treasure Land.

But for the Immortal Realm creatures, it was definitely a barren wasteland.

"Everyone, welcome to the core of our realm, the Unmentionable Land," Moluo smiled.

Jun Xiaoyao stood with hands behind his back, looking at the Dark Continent before him.

Amidst countless Immortal Realm creatures.

How many could reach this place?

Among the younger generation, Jun Xiaoyao was almost the first one.

"Next, directly to the end of the Nether River, then."

Naraku couldn’t wait to merge with the Black Blood.

"Ah, well then."

Moluo glanced at Naraku.

Naraku turned to look at Jun Xiaoyao, a smile on his face.

"Rest assured, once I truly become the Dark Monarch, I won’t kill you, because I still need you to open the gate."

"But... I will make you understand what the Dao of superiority and inferiority is!"

Naraku seemed to already envision Jun Xiaoyao at his feet, as miserable as a dog.

Jun Xiaoyao didn’t even acknowledge Naraku, directly ignoring him.

If he was in such a hurry to court death, what could Jun Xiaoyao say?

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