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## Chapter 2685: The Netherworld Clan Does Not Exist In This World!

The giant beast transformed by the Netherworld Avenue was smashed to pieces on the spot. Even the surrounding space was shattered into pieces with this slap. The difference in power between the two was too great. Zhao Dongsheng, as a resurrected person, was a leader even among the sixth realm of Dao Zun. Even if the six Netherworld Lords were united, their power would only reach the peak of the fourth realm of Dao Zun at most, not even the fifth realm of Dao Zun. There was an essential difference in the power level between the two.

Amid screams, the six Netherworld Lords were scattered, and the six people spat out blood simultaneously, all seriously injured. Zhao Dongsheng let out a long roar, and the Avenue of All Spirits emerged. One by one, illusory spirit beasts rushed out of the Avenue and attacked five of them. As the boss of the six Netherworld Lords, the Netherworld Boss, with the cultivation of the fourth realm of Dao Zun, was naturally greeted by Zhao Dongsheng himself.

"Run!" The Netherworld Boss roared, summoning the Great Dao True Body again, turning into the Netherworld Cold Pond, and forcibly blocking Zhao Dongsheng's spiritual pursuit for everyone. He did this to buy some time for the other five people.

Lin Moyu shook his head gently, "You can't escape!"

A scream sounded, and the Netherworld Old Six suddenly broke his hands and feet. Among the six people, he had the lowest realm and the weakest strength. The shadow mantis showed its figure at the moment of attack, and the Netherworld Old Six screamed, "It's a shadow mantis, be careful!"

Before he finished speaking, another scream rang in his ears. The three-color phantom snake bit the Netherworld Old Five's leg. If he was attacked by the shadow, he might have a glimmer of life. But if he was bitten by the three-color phantom snake, he was not far from death.

The Star Arrow Lich appeared beside Lin Moyu, and the Great Dao of Arrow was activated. The Star Arrow Lich turned into a sharp arrow and flashed through the broken space. Another scream, the fourth Netherworld Master's chest was pierced, his body shattered like glass, and he was severely injured instantly.

In a split second, the three of them were severely injured at the same time. But they shouted frantically, "Don't worry about us, run away!" The second and third of the six Netherworld Masters fled without looking back. They knew how to make the right choice. If they stayed now, they would only die together.

The two looked at each other, roared at the same time, and summoned the Avenue. The Netherworld Avenue turned into the Netherworld Black Pool, and the two rushed into the Black Pool. The Black Pool crossed the space, like teleportation, and sent the two thousands of kilometers away in ten seconds. Seeing the two disappear from sight, the eldest of the six Netherworld Masters laughed wildly, "Just wait for our endless revenge, my clan will not let you go!"

Lin Moyu chuckled, "I said, they can't escape!" As he spoke, a giant sword suddenly appeared thousands of kilometers away. The giant sword connected the sky and the earth, and a terrifying avenue emerged in the air. The shape of the avenue is a sword. The avenue of sword is a terrifying avenue that can be ranked among the best in terms of attack.

The great sword Dao Zun turned into a giant sword and slashed down into the air. The sword light flashed, and the two people who had just escaped thousands of kilometers were killed on the spot, truly turning into ashes. Among the six people, the two who had the greatest hope of escaping were the two who died the fastest. The remaining four people were immediately disheartened, and they knew that they could not escape this time.

Zhao Dongsheng summoned the avenue's true body again, transformed into a big bear, and suppressed the world with his bear paws. In just a few moves, he smashed the boss of the underworld into pieces. However, he did not die but fell to the ground, with blood gushing out of his body, unable to move. Then Zhao Dongsheng evolved into the Ten Thousand Spirits and threw the other three people over like dead dogs.

Although the boss of the underworld was injured, he still said stubbornly, "This time we are defeated, kill if you want."

Lin Moyu chuckled, "Of course I have to kill you, but I'm a little curious. You just said that your clan won't let me go. So, your clan can know that I killed you."

The Nether Boss didn't say anything, but Lin Moyu continued, "It doesn't matter if you don't answer, I naturally have a way to know. In fact, I have long suspected that although the six of you are from the same clan, you can practice the same avenue, and it's exactly the same. This is very strange."

"There are so many families on the Origin Continent, and it's not uncommon for brothers and sisters in the same clan to practice the same avenue, but it's really rare to see them exactly the same."

"It seems that your clan is very special. Is it the Nether Clan?"

"Information about the Nether Clan, I'll find it!"

Lin Moyu immediately asked the Human Emperor to find some information about the Nether Clan. The Nether Boss sneered, "You have a rich imagination. I just said it casually, and you took it seriously..."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Moyu had already spoken again, "It turns out that there is really a Nether Feast Clan."

There is very little information about the Netherworld Clan. In the vast sea of information, only a tiny part of the information about the Netherworld Clan is available. If it weren't for the Human Emperor, an ordinary person would probably miss it because they are too inconspicuous.

Many, many years ago, there was no Hanshui Holy Land, nor the Dao Sect, and the entire Nanzhou was far from the ancient times it is today. There was once a race called the Netherworld. This race did not exist in the world. They claimed to be from hell and came to the world for some reasons. Because they were incompatible with the world, they had conflicts with some forces in Nanzhou at that time, and some conflicts broke out. The time was too long, so long that it was difficult to trace, and the records of that year were not very clear. Later, the Netherworld Clan disappeared, and the specific reason for its disappearance has been submerged in the long river of history. Only sporadic information shows that the Netherworld Clan had fought a war with humans and then was defeated and retreated to the Netherworld.

As time passed, the existence of the Netherworld Clan had long been forgotten, and no one connected the Six Netherworld Lords with the Netherworld Clan. Lin Moyu was curious, "The Netherworld Clan comes from hell and does not exist in this world. Interesting, what kind of race are you?"

The few living people did not speak, and Lin Moyu did not think they would answer. Compared to the living, Lin Moyu believed the words of the dead more.

The Great Sword Dao Zun came back and brought back two pieces of broken meat. According to Lin Moyu's instructions, although the Great Sword Dao Zun chopped the two into ashes, he kept the two pieces of broken bodies. Lin Moyu shot out two balls of immortal flames and fell on the broken bodies and flesh of the second and third brothers of the Netherworld. The broken bodies immediately began to regenerate, and the dissipated souls also began to reorganize rapidly.

The pupils of the Netherworld boss suddenly shrank, and he exclaimed, "Immortal Flame!"

Lin Moyu exclaimed, "You actually know the Immortal Flame!"

He didn't know how many times he had used the Immortal Flame, but no one had ever recognized it. At most, they just regarded it as a special flame. Unexpectedly, the boss of the six Netherworld masters actually recognized the Immortal Flame at a glance. The Immortal Flame is related to Hell. It seems that the Netherworld clan is inseparable from Hell.

Lin Moyu's curiosity grew. He really wanted to know what the Nether Clan was. The Nether Boss seemed to know what would happen next. He suddenly laughed, "It's useless. You think you can get something from us by resurrecting us. It's useless. You will get nothing."

"You are destined to be disappointed. Be prepared to be hunted down by our clan. Hell will collapse again. You can't survive!"

Following the words of the Nether Boss, the second and third brothers who were resurrecting suddenly emitted a black gas, and the resurrection came to an abrupt end. The two were surrounded by the black gas and turned to ashes without leaving any trace.

The Nether Boss laughed even crazier, "Nether God Lord, protect our clan!"

The other three also shouted at the same time, "Nether God Lord, protect our clan!"

"Nether God Lord, protect our clan!"

In the shouting, the four people emitted black gas at the same time and turned to ashes!