Chapter 457: Netherworld, Long Black Hair
Translator: CatatoPatch Editor: Vermillion
A sound that seemed like it had come from ancient times rang out as the cabin's bronze gate were opened once again.
Nangong Wuque felt as if he was close to suffocating. However, when he felt the light reflect into the cabin from outside, his strength began to recover. He suddenly intended to rush out of the cage-like place but discovered that his body couldn't budge; although his strength had recovered, he still couldn't move. He felt as though he was being pressed down by a heavy mountain, preventing him from gasping for breath.
Nangong Wuque's eyes widened, and he twisted his butt, trying to crawl.
However, after a short while, he felt an ice-cold strand of hair touching his neck.
His entire body stiffened immediately. He turned his head around strenuously and found himself staring at an ice-cold face.
The face was expressionless and held an extremely cold gaze. Her black hair hung loose like a curtain, and her pale skin didn't have the slightest trace of blood within it.
It was that woman!
Nangong Wuque truly wanted to weep at this moment. Why was this woman trailing him? Was it because he was too handsome?
Nangong Wuque wanted to cry, but there were no tears. He stopped and didn't dare to breathe as he looked at the woman.
That gaze from the woman's pitch black eyes locked onto him, and she opened her mouth, sticking out her scarlet tongue.
"You... What are you up to?"
Nangong Wuque's whole body hair stood on end, and he used his whole power to yell out and say those words.
However, that woman didn't seem to care about his words.
When her tongue touched his face, licking it, it felt as though a cube of ice was streaking across Nangong Wuque's face.
Nangong Wuque was taken aback, feeling thoroughly dumbfounded. His thoughts became a mess at that moment. Was he... was he just forcefully kissed?
How could you do such a thing... Didn't you have an aloof and cold temperament?
Some black energy threads seemed to seep off the woman's tongue and permeated Nangong Wuque's flesh, causing his entire body to stiffen.
After a long while, the woman stood up. Her sparkling feet stepped on the ground, and her body shot out swiftly like lightning.
With a loud rumble, the cabin's door was opened.
As she shot out, the woman's black hair fluttered in the wind, then, with another loud rumble, the cabin's door was shut.
She left Nangong Wuque, whose expression was filled with despair, laying there, sobbing quietly.
What was she up to?
Bu Fang looked at that woman whose ice-cold gaze caused his heart to palpitate intensely in fear. It seemed like he had finally discovered the source of his palpitations; it was because of the woman. She was really scary!
The black ancient ship continued proceeding forward. As the sea waves opened a path for the ship, the waves began to engulf the island.
An eerie aura was emanating from the woman's long black hair as she stood on the deck.
Whitey hurriedly returned to Bu Fang's side.
Just when that woman's aura spread out, her violet eyes swiftly turned into a profound white glow.
Whitey looked at the woman with a weary gaze and turned on all the powers it had.
The intoxicated Shrimpy, which was laying on Bu Fang's shoulder, curled its body.
"Hahaha. I obtained it."
A Divine Realm expert who managed to get the Demonic Claw Qi Fruit became wild with joy; he was so excited that he almost started jumping up and down.
However, he quickly felt his body stiffening as he noticed the odd gazes on the faces of the other experts.
Nangong Xuanhe had already hidden in a distant place early on and constrained his aura; he didn't even dare to breathe loudly as he looked at that black ancient ship in fright, and his heart throbbed intensely.
"The Netherworld Ship! It really is the Netherworld Ship."
Nangong Xuanhe felt as though his heart had sunk down an ice hole.
One of the most frightening objects of the secret realms was the Netherworld Ship.
No matter what secret realm one was, if they ran into the Netherworld Ship, then it meant that they weren't far from their death.
This was something that the people of the Hidden Dragon Continent all knew. They were only a few people who could leave a secret realm alive after encountering the Netherworld Ship. It seemed that each secret realm had a Netherworld Ship, and yet at the same time, it also seemed like there wasn't any secret realm that had the Netherworld Ship.
Nangong Xuanhe became thoroughly stupefied when he saw the Netherworld Ship.
He thoroughly restrained his aura and hid it so that the woman wouldn't notice him.
He didn't want to die.
The heartful laughter of that expert who got the Demonic Claw Qi Fruit grew fainter as his pupils dilated.
That black ancient ship, which had been proceeding forward, suddenly flew into the air and floated above them.
That ice-cold woman with the long black hair swept the Divine Realm expert with an indifferent gaze and muttered that word. This caused the expert to miserably wail before falling down. Upon contact with the ground, his body disintegrated and turned into a puddle of blood on the ground.
"This is a curse! The Netherworld Ship's curse."
Nangong Xuanhe's heart shuddered; he was so scared that his knees almost gave way and fell down on the ground.
There was no one who could resist that curse.
Every one of them would die.
Nangong Xuanhe roared, and the surrounding Divine Realm experts, who all felt frightened, fled in all directions. They fled because they didn't want to die.
The woman's long hair, which reached her waist, fluttered like countless tentacles.
Plop! Plop! Plop! Plop!
The body of countless Divine Realm experts disintegrated and turned into puddles of blood and meat paste.
Nangong Xuanhe's aura erupted out, and the two chains swayed wildly behind him. He forcefully withstood the curse, only coughing out a mouthful of blood. He wasn't ripped apart by it.
He staggered and flew away decisively, without even turning his head back.
Bu Fang felt all the blood in his body boil, and it seemed like the boiling blood would burst out of his skin. His heart shuddered, and he let out a long breath.
That woman really was... too frightening.
However, his blood quickly recovered back after boiling for just an instant.
Bu Fang furrowed his brows, took a deep breath and looked at the pitch-black ancient ship floating in the air.
It seemed like the black and long-haired woman was quite uncanny. Her black eyes looked into Bu Fang's body.
A queer fluctuation emanated from the woman which made Bu Fang feel like he had been stripped naked before her.
That woman emitted a sharp whistle when her gaze swept over Shrimpy's body. Her whistle was extremely intense and it caused the surrounding seawater to erupt out.
"It's... you... hand over... the Crystal Source Purple Essence."
A stammering voice rang out in Bu Fang's mind, frightening him. Suddenly, Bu Fang felt a stifling aura streaking towards him, and with a loud rumble, the entire island was shattered apart.
Whitey's eyes flickered, and it tried to block Bu Fang's front.
However, the puppet was pressed down into the ground by a wave of that woman's finger; it couldn't even budge an inch.
"Hand it... over..."
The woman's tone became more severe, containing a trace of a terrifying killing intent. A pitch-black radiance that looked like countless balls of black flames surged out of her. Those flames surged toward Bu Fang, trying to engulf him.
Bu Fang's heart lurched, and he spouted a mouthful of a golden flame.
His golden flame rose into the sky, but it was suppressed and constrained by the black flame instantly.
What kind of flame was that?
Bu Fang was shocked; it was his first time meeting a flame which could suppress his Ten Thousand Bestial Flame, after all.
"If you won't hand it over... then, die!"
A thin slit appeared on that woman's forehead, and an aura, which caused Bu Fang's heart to tighten, burst out from it.
The system buzzed slightly, and Bu Fang heard a buzzing noise near his ear. Along with a lazy yawning sound.
"What a familiar aura... Bu Fang, kiddo, your Lord Dog had only slept for a short while, so why did you go to provoke someone from the Netherworld?"
A mild and manly voice resounded in Bu Fang's mind.