1325 The Long-Awaited System Promp (1/2)

The nine Nether Prison clans were invading the various small worlds of the Netherworld, plunging them into wars. Some worlds were defeated and became Nether Prison's vassals, while others were still resisting, spilling their blood for their dignity. The cruelty of war dominated the whole Netherworld.

It was a surprise to many that under such conditions, Nether Prison actually announced that it would invade Earth Prison. The news immediately shocked the entire Netherworld.

”Has Nether Prison gone crazy? It really wants to invade Earth Prison at all costs?”

Earth Prison was unlike any other small worlds. Although it didn't perform well in the Netherworld's Tournament of the Great Path, a weak younger generation didn't mean that its overall strength was weak as well. Earth Prison still had many formidable experts.

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In the West Little Buddhism Realm, the light of the Buddha illuminated the sky. A huge golden Buddha sat in midair with his hands clasped before his chest, chanting. His voice rang through the skies.

Outside the realm, a Nether Prison army faced the golden Buddha, waiting for the opportunity to attack. Inside the realm, eighty-one pagodas burst into light at the same time. There was a Great Saint relic hovering in each pagoda, supplying vast energy that formed the golden Buddha. All the cultivators in the realm sat cross-legged down, knocking at wooden fishes and chanting.

”Amitabha.” A Great Buddha glanced peacefully beyond the sky with a ring of colorful light wheeling behind his back. Suddenly, a look of disbelief came into his eyes.

The void beyond the sky was torn apart, and then two figures stepped out of it. Terrible waves of pressure immediately swept across heaven and earth. One of the figures was shrouded in blazing flames that looked like the real Nether Fire, while the other was clad in darkness, his looming figure seemed to fuse with the void. Both of them were Peaked Great Saints!

”The Fire Demon Patriarch… The Shadow Demon Patriarch…”

The Great Buddha's eyes flashed with horror. The next moment, his body burst into light as he flew out of the realm, followed by two other Great Saints. Hovering in the void, the three Buddhas faced the two figures that appeared like Demon Gods. Their mighty auras clashed violently and ripped the void.

”Buddhas of the West Little Buddhism Realm… Let's fight in the Battlefield of the Stars, lest this world is destroyed,” said the Fire Demon Patriarch. His voice was gentle, but he looked like a clump of burning demon fire.

The Peaked Great Saints of the West Little Buddhism Realm chanted the Buddha's name. Sitting on their lotus thrones, they flew into the sky and entered the battlefield.

Seeing this, the Fire Demon Patriarch burst out laughing, then rushed into the battlefield as well with the Shadow Demon Patriarch.

Peerless experts fought each other fiercely on the battlefield and filled the air with rumbling sounds. After a long time, the sea of fire disappeared, the sky parted, and a colossal flaming palm fell out of it, slapping toward the huge golden Buddha.

RUMBLE!

The whole West Little Buddhism Realm trembled, and then the experts inside all watched with rage and grief as the huge golden Buddha cracked and crumbled to pieces.

In a boundless sea of fire, the three Great Saints of the West Little Buddhism Realm who flew into the sky turned into ashes, while the eighty-one pagodas inside the realm collapsed at the same time.

The West Little Buddhism Realm had fallen.

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In the Vajra Realm, a mighty roar rang deafeningly through the air. A burly and bare-chested man threw out a punch and forced the Nether Prison army back. Then, with both hands, he ripped a Great Saint of Nether Prison in half.

His terrible aura shook the skies!

Behind him, countless burly men pounded their chests and roared, cheering for the Peaked Great Saint of the Vajra Realm and laughing excitedly. They could hardly contain their excitement when they saw their Great Saint force back the Nether Prison experts.

All of a sudden, their laughter came to an abrupt stop. The Great Saint looked up at the sky with rage boiling in his eyes, where the void was torn apart. A young man came walking out of the rift, standing over the Nether Prison army with a calm look. There seemed to be towering strength in him.

”The Patriarch of the Tyrant Clan!” roared the Great Saint.

The next moment, the young man in midair casually threw out a punch at the Great Saint. The fist was covered with vast energy that churned like waves, and as it drew nearer, it evaporated many experts of the Vajra Realm.

Like the experts of the Vajra Realm, Tyrants cultivated their flesh, and their bodies were what made them invincible.

The Tyrant Patriarch's strike shook heaven and earth. The Great Saint of the Vajra Realm let out an unyielding roar and threw out a punch as well. It was the clash of the Vajra and the Tyrant, the clash of two mighty experts who had cultivated their flesh to the peak.

A rumbling sound echoed out as the void exploded, while half of the Vajra Realm shook. Its ground cracked and crumbled. With just a punch, the young man killed the Great Saint and turned him into nothingness.

”When you bite off more than you can chew, death will be your only fate… After conquering the Vajra Realm, prepare to invade Earth Prison,” said the Tyrant Patriarch faintly with his hands clasped behind his back, his figure appearing and disappearing in midair.

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Meanwhile, the other Patriarchs of the nine Nether Prison clans also appeared in different small worlds, causing the resistance to crumble instantly.

In the Immortal Cooking Realm, the Immortal Tree shone brilliantly as its branches swayed back and forth, tearing a Little Saint apart with every lash.

There was a huge rhinoceros in midair. It had three horns, but one of them had been broken by the branch, which filled its eyes with a gloomy look.

”Sooner or later… Our hooves will stomp through the Immortal Cooking Realm. Retreat. Assemble the army and prepare to invade Earth Prison…”