Chapter 1703: Their New Master? (2/2)

Right at this time, when Shi Wushuang and everyone else was certain that Huang Xiaolong was going to breathe his last breath, a strange pounding noise that seemed to come from nature itself, sounded in their ears.

At first, these pounding noises sounded like muffled thunder, but these soon grew louder, as if coming from the sky and the earth at the same time. The entire space was taken over by this pounding noise.

Not only the experts above the Nethersea heard this pounding noise, but every single expert in Hell’s three worlds heard it, and it grew even louder in their ears. The space around them seemed to vibrate with every beat.

People looked up towards Hell’s sky.

“This sounds like a heart beating? Hell has a heartbeat?” One of the Fengdu City’s Ancestors murmured in astonishment.

“What is this? What’s going on here? Why are there heartbeats?!” Another Ancestor was half-shrieking in fluster.

The heartbeat of hell?!

Shi Wushuang thought of something suddenly, and his eyes narrowed looking at Huang Xiaolong. He saw Huang Xiaolong’s chest rise and fall where his heart was like a great sea. Huang Xiaolong’s heart was beating with vigor, and his heartbeat matched the pounding noises and vibration of the entire Hell.

“Could it be…?!” Shi Wushuang’s eyes widened with dread for the first time as if he had just seen a terrifying existence, as he shrieked the words.

Shi Wushuang’s behavior baffled other experts, hence everyone turned their attention towards Huang Xiaolong. At this time, they noticed Huang Xiaolong’s powerful beating heart.

“This, this kid’s, ...his heart’s beating, so fast, and so strong! What’s happening? He isn’t dead yet?! After taking that attack from the Nine Yin Giant Corpse Tribe’s Patriarch, he’s still not dead?!” A Misty Palace’s Ancestor screamed in bewilderment.

Everyone’s eyes widened like they were watching something unbelievable, and their mouths were agape. However, they still had not thought of what Shi Wushuang had.

After all, that legend was older than most could remember, and many Emperor Realm Ancestors didn’t think of it at the moment.

But Qin Huangzhong obviously reached the same conclusion as Shi Wushuang did, and like Shi Wushuang, he shrieked in dread, “The heart of hell!”

The heart of hell!

This time, the words seemed to contain indescribable power. The four directions went deathly quiet in an instant.

“Th-the heart of hell? His, his heart is the heart of hell?!” A Lifeless Sect’s Ancestor yelled with desperation.

“What is the heart of hell?” Some other Ancestors asked their companions in confusion, not realizing what was going on.

“The heart of hell is Hell’s heart. In the legends, the person who obtains the heart of hell is acknowledged by Hell, and he is our new Master, Hell’s new master.” The same Lifeless Sect’s Ancestor explained, “In other words, he is the Lord of Hell!”

The Lord of Hell!

All the experts above the Nethersea were stunned, dazed, and stupefied.

This Asura noble was their Lord of Hell, the master of all of them?

Then just now, Shi Wushuang, the Nine Yin Giant Corpse Tribe’s Patriarch had tried to kill the Lord of Hell? Kill their master?

The Misty Palace’s He Jingyi and the female disciple You Fei’s cherry lips were agape in a big ‘O’ shape.

Suddenly, radiant rays of holy light shone from Huang Xiaolong’s body. The corpse qi that enveloped his body was immediately purified by this holy light in the blink of an eye.