Fated Cultivation: I Have Max-Level Divination Skills

Chapter 224 - 224: 3 One Year Later_2

Translator: 549690339

The old fiend of Netherworld did not linger, transformed into a purple demonic smoke, and escaped directly.

The ghost sedan and the giant skeleton below did not show any intention of chasing, instead, they were heading straight into the depths of the netherworld.

In the sky, the old fiend of Netherworld looked down at the demonic creatures and devil creatures in the forest, wondering, “Why do these ghostly things gather together every once in a while?”

Although he was a devil cultivator, he had nothing to do with demons, nor did he understand or have any connection with them.

If he killed someone, the demons would ignore him, and if the demons ate people, he wouldn’t care; well water never offends river water.

But soon he shook his head.

What the demons did was none of his business.

He flew at a high speed, across the sky, arriving in the territory of the Northern Wolf Empire.

In front of him appeared a mountain range with several people on it, including many women.

It must be a sect.

However, being able to set up in such a place should not be a regular sect, but a devil sect.

But the old fiend of Netherworld did not care, his pale and handsome face immediately showed a wicked smile.

He adjusted his expression, trying to make himself look more suave and debonair.

On the ground, several beautiful women flew in the mountain. When they saw the old fiend of Netherworld, they all showed surprised expressions.

But they did not run away.

“Greetings to all the ladies.”

The old fiend of Netherworld greeted them with a grin.

“Presumptuous! This is the territory of Heavenly Devil Palace, anyone who enters would be guilty and should leave immediately!”

The woman in the purple dress at the front couldn’t feel the aura of the young man in front of her, her face changed and she coldly reminded him.

The old fiend of Netherworld raised his eyebrows, “Heavenly Devil Palace? You mean the first devil sect with an extremely strict hierarchy? I have been wandering around, whether it’s people from the Immortal Sect or the Devil Sect, as long as I want to kill them, I won’t miss them. Besides, this is just a branch palace of the Heavenly Devil Palace?”

He had just left his closed-door cultivation, and needed a large number of supplements to recover his strength.

Spiritual objects from the universe were hard to find, but women were everywhere, and they were a good choice too.

Finishing speaking, he immediately prepared to take action.

Just at this moment, a faint voice rang out, “Chu Youming, it’s been so many years and you’re still the same, vile and shameless.”

The discordant voice made the old fiend of Netherworld’s face turn gloomy, and he spread his Divine Insight only to find that on top of the spiritual peak, there was a mist-covered secret mansion, and in front of it was a bloody pool.

“What praise, since you are the one guarding here, I will let them go for the time being.”

The figure of a blood-red creature appeared in the old fiend of Netherworld’s mind, and with a playful laugh, he turned and fled.

Before, he might have been able to fight, but now, he should forget about it.

“Aren’t you going to sit down for a while when old friends meet?”

The indifferent voice in the secret mansion said.

“Forget it, I know you’re that bloodsucking creature.”

The old fiend of Netherworld turned into a stream of light, trying to leave.

But a blood-red skull sprang from a secret mansion, and with a sharp howling sound, it shot over.

The blood-red skull drew countless red threads, covering the sky and pressing down on the old fiend of Netherworld.

“Great! The tenth palace master has taken action.”

The purple dressed girl in the sky exclaimed in surprise.

People should know that there are a total of thirty-six palaces in Heavenly Devil Palace, but not every branch palace has a palace master in charge. A branch palace with a palace master in charge is absolutely unshakable since every palace master is a Mighty figure of that era with unfathomable cultivation.

The old fiend of Netherworld saw the red threads behind him, about to trap him.

His eyes narrowed, taking something from the void, and a purple gourd appeared in his hand.

He opened the bottle, and a group of strange purple mist gushed out.

The purple mist turned into a giant hand, grabbing the sky full of threads, trying to break free.

“Swoosh!”

At this moment, the blood-red skull, like a meteor, rushed directly towards the old fiend of Netherworld and hit his body.This chapter is updat𝓮d by nov(e)(l)biin.com

“Puff!”

He spat out a big mouthful of blood.

The old fiend of Netherworld looked weak, gritted his teeth and yelled, “Blood Slaughter, what the hell do you want to do!”

In the secret mansion, a figure shrouded in blood mist appeared in front of the old fiend of Netherworld, looking cold and indifferent:

“The master wants to see you.”

“Master?”

The old fiend of Netherworld was stunned for a moment.

The master of Heavenly Devil Palace would be…

The Devil Lord?

The Devil Lord wanted to see him?

“Run!”

That was the first reaction of the old fiend of Netherworld.

Whatever the Devil Lord wanted, it certainly wasn’t a good thing.

He turned into a puff of purple smoke, trying to disperse.

The figure in the blood mist moved his fingers, and the purple smoke immediately gathered again.

“You can’t escape, the game today was set up specifically for you.”

The figure in the blood mist spoke coldly, and then crushed the Teleportation Talisman.

After a dizzying spin,

The old fiend of Netherworld found himself in a dark space.

Here, the sky was blood-red; a red moon hung high, and countless majestic palaces were arranged between the mountains.

One couldn’t help but wonder if such a place existed in the world.

The old fiend of Netherworld couldn’t help but skip a beat in his heart.

It was said that no one knew where the headquarters of Heavenly Devil Palace was located.

Now, he had come here himself.

The figure in the blood mist dragged the old fiend of Netherworld to a black-roofed Main Hall,

As soon as they entered, they saw two rows of statues on the left and right.

They were tall and majestic, tens of meters high, with different shapes and poses.

Heavenly Wolf howling statue, a lute-playing person covering the ears statue, a man-eating evil demon statue…

Finally, they arrived in front of a complex and intricate formation in the Devil Mountain.

“Master, the person has been brought.”

The figure in the blood mist came to the Devil Mountain’s gate and bowed.

“Crack! ”

The old fiend of Netherworld heard the sound of chains being pulled.

An extremely hoarse and deep voice sounded: