Get out of here!

Qin Ye’s pupils shrank, and he turned to leave without any hesitation, because a foreboding sense of crisis and danger surged through his mind as soon as the Dragon Carp transformed into a sword! He was completely and utterly bewildered!

What the hell is that thing?!

Is it a cultivator? Or is it part of the netherworld? Which realm does it belong to? Does it even belong to the Three Realms?

His consciousness quickly receded back to where it came from. He was quick, but unfortunately, the golden sword was quicker! In the blink of an eye, it tore right through the clouds, hurtling straight towards Qin Ye’s consciousness with great ferocity!

“Shit.” He cursed and grabbed the shard of King Yanluo’s Seal at his waist - something he hadn’t needed to resort to for some time. But, just then…

BOOM!!!

There was suddenly an eruption of layers upon layers of golden energy, almost as though a divine golden spider lily were blooming in the skies. The golden light weaved through the sea of white clouds, stirring up a terrifying nine-layered shockwave. In that instant, Qin Ye felt a stabbing sensation in his eyes, while his entire body felt as though it were being crushed like a mountain. Without warning, his consciousness was forcibly expelled from where it was.

Whoosh… His consciousness faded away. Back in Hell, he slowly opened his eyes once more. His mind was abuzz with a numb sensation....