Chapter 1 Desolate, Dark, Dead Silence

This was the only feeling Qiao Yu had as he walked through the underworld.

In this realm, there was no distinction between day and night, only endless darkness.

At least the darkness of the starry sky had the glimmer of stars, but the underworld had not a single ray of light, just like the words written on the gates of hell: once you enter here, you must abandon all hope.

Compared to the pseudo-underworld, the true underworld displayed this atmosphere of despair to the fullest.

Just walking on this land, Qiao Yu could feel his breathing becoming difficult and extremely oppressive.

Along the way, there were no lonely souls or living beings, not even a sound, only the rustling of Qiao Yu's feet on the ground.

"Successor, why are you alone? Where is Tu Yingyi?"

A clear voice suddenly echoed in the sky, and Qiao Yu's nerves instantly tightened.

He hadn't even noticed where the voice came from, which meant that the speaker must also be a True God-level existence!

"Lord Tu Yingyi said he had some matters to attend to and couldn't escort me, so he let me come in on my own," Qiao Yu explained calmly.

"What could he possibly be busy with? This Tu Yingyi is really getting more and more unruly."

The clear voice sounded again, and then a slender figure slowly descended in front of Qiao Yu.

This person, like Tu Yingyi, was covered in black armor, with a tall and slender figure and delicate features. His light blue hair moved without wind.

If it weren't for the flat chest and the presence of an Adam's apple, Qiao Yu would have even suspected that this handsome, almost demonic figure was a woman.

"Don't be nervous, I am Babien, a Netherworld Warrior under the command of Lord Underworld King."

Babien turned his head, and Qiao Yu then noticed that this guy's eyes were also light blue, like a pool of water.

"Theoretically, you should be the last successor. State your name."

"Qiao Yu."

"Very well, Qiao Yu, come with me."

Babien revealed a sweet smile and then led Qiao Yu deeper into the underworld.

The Acheron River, the First Prison of Nether Tribunal, the Second Prison of Black Wind Valley, the Third Prison of Torrential Rain Hell... the Fourth Circle of the Ninth Prison.

The true layout of the underworld was basically the same as what Qiao Yu had seen and heard in the pseudo-underworld, except that these hells were all empty at this time, without any spirits or lonely souls.

The underworld had no living people and no dead.

After traversing all the hells, Babien led Qiao Yu to a tall temple.

Babien gently pushed open the heavy temple doors, and the three people inside instantly focused their sharp gazes on Qiao Yu.

Their eyes were full of vigilance and hostility.

Among the three, two were men and one was a woman, and the auras emanating from them were all at the peak of the Pseudo-God level!

"Everyone, let me introduce you. This is the last Underworld King successor."

Babien smiled slightly and introduced Qiao Yu to them.

"That means one of you four will be selected to receive Lord Underworld King's inheritance. Do your best."

At this moment, the woman in the middle spoke up.

"Lord Babien, when will the selection begin?"

The woman had an extremely delicate face, and her temperament was like a snow lotus on a high mountain, making people feel ashamed of themselves just by looking at her.

Clearly, this woman must have been a world-renowned goddess in her own universe.

"No hurry, you guys should rest and adjust to your best condition first." Babien revealed a pleasant smile upon hearing this.

"Lord Babien, can we kill this newcomer first? Such a thing should be allowed, right?"

A young man in purple coldly spoke. In his hand, a dark black flame ignited, which was none other than Netherworld Fire!

And the pupils of this young man in purple's eyes looked hazy, as if covered with a layer of gauze.

"Theoretically, it is allowed, but I don't recommend you do that, Xia Zhuo, because you can't be sure that if you fight this newcomer Qiao Yu to the point of mutual destruction, the other two won't sneak attack you," Babien explained with a smile.

"Since it's allowed, then this newcomer has no need to exist. He came the latest, so he deserves to be eliminated!"

The last man stood up abruptly. His body was full of bulging muscles, and just this physical body looked extremely powerful, with knotted muscles all over.

This man raised his hand and pointed fiercely at Qiao Yu, shouting loudly.

"Come, let me show you my Wen Feiyang's Nether Rakshasa Body!" The man grinned, and terrifying ghostly energy burst out from his body, which was the Great Accomplishment Nether Rakshasa Body!

The three people in front of him were clearly successors who had stacked their Netherworld Energy to the maximum, and almost everyone had mastered powerful forces.

No wonder Zuo You had warned Qiao Yu to work hard to become stronger, otherwise, he would die at the hands of other successors.

The three people in front of him, no matter where they were placed in any universe, would definitely be world-renowned super powerhouses.

At this moment, Qiao Yu also glanced at Babien and asked.

"Then if I kill all three of them, can I skip the selection directly?"

Babien was stunned by Qiao Yu's question, and then he nodded.

"Theoretically, that is indeed the case, but I don't recommend you do that, Qiao Yu, because if you provoke the other three successors at the same time, you might be beaten to death."

As expected, Wen Feiyang and the other two had anger surging in their eyes upon hearing this.

To be able to stack their Netherworld Energy to 100%, which one of them hadn't walked out on the corpses of other successors?

You should know that everyone who can obtain the Underworld King's inheritance is a genius, and they are even geniuses among geniuses, and challenging opponents above their level is commonplace.

Now this newcomer actually said he wanted to kill all three of them, which was nothing more than a provocation to them.

"What arrogant tone! Then let me see, what capital do you have to be so arrogant!"

A gloomy look flashed across Xia Zhuo's face, and then the dark black Netherworld Fire in his hand burned fiercely.

Immediately afterward, the Netherworld Fire condensed into a grand black lotus, exuding a terrifying aura.

Wen Feiyang and the beautiful woman couldn't help but retreat a few steps in fear.

After all, this was the strongest fire in the underworld.

Compared to the rough usage when it was in Qiao Yu's hands, the Xia Zhuo in front of him had obviously studied Netherworld Fire to the extreme.

"Demonic Nether Lotus!"

Xia Zhuo shouted, and the black lotus in his hand bombarded towards Qiao Yu with a violent aura.

Faced with this terrifying attack, Qiao Yu just tilted his head.

"Why are there still people using things like Netherworld Fire? How lame."

"Hmph! Uttering wild words!" Wen Feiyang couldn't help but sneer upon hearing this.

Netherworld Fire was the strongest flame in the underworld, how could anyone in this world dare to look down on Netherworld Fire?

But in the next second, a transparent firelight rose from Qiao Yu's body. That transparent firelight condensed into a huge phoenix, spreading its wings and flying high!

Immediately afterward, facing the incoming black lotus, the phoenix bit it in its mouth and rushed towards Xia Zhuo.

"This is... Chaos Fire!"

Xia Zhuo's voice became extremely sharp, like a duck whose throat had been pinched.

At this moment, the phoenix condensed from Chaos Fire had already submerged him.

When the flames dissipated, there was no trace of Xia Zhuo in the original place.

Under the Chaos Fire, he didn't even have a chance to escape with his divine sense, and was directly burned to ashes.