Chapter 6058

Outside Netherworld City, at the entrance to the tunnel leading to the surface, Chen Ping stood with Mingli, Yousha, and one hundred Nether Guards.

These Nether Guards were the absolute elite of Netherworld City. Each possessed fourth-rank or higher Immortal Realm cultivation. Black bone armor covered their bodies, ghostly bone weapons gleaming coldly in their hands. Their auras were frigid and oppressive, carrying the chill of death itself.

At the front stood Youmingzi, the Great Elder, holding a white bone scepter. His aged face was solemn.

“Chen, young friend,” he said gravely. “The future of Netherworld City is entrusted to you. These Nether Guards are the best of the best. They will follow you to the surface and obey your commands.”

“Thank you, Great Elder,” Chen Ping replied, cupping his fists.
“I will not fail your trust. I will drive the Protoss from the Western Regions and seek justice for the Ghost and Demon Clans.”

“Good,” Youmingzi nodded. “Remember—if things become impossible, Netherworld City will always be your refuge.”

Chen Ping turned to the group, drew a deep breath, and said firmly, “Let’s go.”