Chapter 0449: Mountain of the Realm King

“Why?!” Borg and the others were surprised, filled with doubt.
Had the Realm King of this Death Spirit Realm brought this Soul Devouring Beast here on his own?!
Bulad explained, “That’s right. After the Realm King of this Death Spirit Realm eradicated the Mist Nightmare, not long after, he somehow brought this Soul Devouring Beast here. Although it devours dead spirits, it only moves outside the dead cities in this realm and has never invaded them. This prevents dead spirits from wandering freely throughout the realm, making it easier for the spirit masters to control it!”
Only then did everyone understand why the Realm King had brought this beast here.
Though the Mist Nightmare and the Soul Devouring Beast were similar, their natures were opposite—the Mist Nightmare disrupted the realm, while the Soul Devouring Beast made it easier to manage.
“Where did it come from?” Huang Long grasped the key point in Bulad’s words.
Bulad nodded. “Yes, young master. Since no such beast has been found in the other divine realms before, the gods speculate it might be from the Chaos Divine Realm.”
Huang Long nodded.
As they continued flying, they encountered the Soul Devouring Beast Bulad had mentioned two days later.
“Is this the Soul Devouring Beast?!” They could hardly believe that this small creature before them was the one that devoured dead spirits.
Since Bulad hadn’t described what the beast looked like, in their imagination, as a creature that devoured dead spirits, it should have resembled a hellish demon—ugly and repulsive. But in reality, it was completely the opposite.
The beast was only about a meter tall, plump all over, covered in soft, fine fur that was pure white with no streaks. Its dark eyes stared at them curiously.
“This thing is so cute!” Huang Liang exclaimed in amazement.
The beast a few hundred meters ahead seemed to understand Huang Liang’s words. It lifted its leg, touched its face, made a funny face, and let out a cheerful chirping sound—so comical that everyone laughed.
Amidst their laughter, the beast flew over, came to their side, and circled around them, sniffing with its tiny nose. Finally, it even climbed onto Huang Liang’s shoulder.
Seeing this, Huang Liang laughed happily and hugged the cute little creature. “Little one, what’s your name?”
Unexpectedly, the beast growled and flailed its limbs, showing displeasure at being called “little one.”
Huang Long also laughed.
“If my fourth sister saw this, she’d definitely adore it,” Huang Liang sighed.

The laughter of the crowd ceased, tinged with sadness.
Now, Huang Yi, whose mind was sealed, lay on a bed of cold jade in the Dragon Hall of the Immortals’ Pavilion, using the coldness of the jade to sustain his physical body.
“However, this Soul Devouring Beast cannot enter the Dead City or other divine realms in hell; otherwise, it could be taken away,” said Braad.
For some unknown reason, this was a fact recognized by all the gods.
Thus, the Soul Devouring Beast could only live in the space outside the Dead City of this Death Spirit Realm.
Huang Long had an idea—others might not be able to take away this beast, but with the Immortals’ Pavilion, a divine artifact, he might be able to. So, with a flash of thought, he brought the beast inside the Immortals’ Pavilion.
Flying toward a nearby Dead City, they encountered many more Soul Devouring Beasts, which Huang Long gathered inside the Immortals’ Pavilion one by one.
The number of Soul Devouring Beasts in the Death Spirit Realm was no less than that of the Ancient Primal Beasts in the Netherworld, so Huang Long wasn’t worried that his actions would affect the realm.
Half a month later, Huang Long and his companions finally arrived at the first Dead City in the Death Spirit Realm.
The Death Spirit Realm had no divisions—only 999 Dead Cities.
Each Dead City was similar in layout to the main cities of hell and the Netherworld. After entering the first Dead City, Huang Long and his companions almost thought they had arrived at the main city of this divine realm.
“Are these the Death Spirits?!” Bog exclaimed, looking at the figures wandering around the Dead City.
Death Spirits were actually the souls of gods or mortals after death, existing in their former forms. But these forms lacked flesh and blood, being instead composed of something akin to death energy.
They didn’t walk on the ground like living beings but floated above it, as if drifting.
Moreover, the group noticed that most of these Death Spirits emitted a faint blue glow from their bodies.
So, when they entered, they stood out, but the surrounding Death Spirits showed no strange reactions, seemingly accustomed to such things.
Although the Death Spirit Realm was the home of Death Spirits, since it didn’t prohibit gods from entering, some divine-level powerhouses often appeared in its Dead Cities.
Not long after entering the Dead City, Huang Long and his companions also saw a few other divine-level powerhouses.
Besides the Death Spirits and these external divine-level powerhouses, there were also Soul Messengers who guarded them.
Divine realms had armies of supreme gods, but the Death Spirit Realm had no such army—only Soul Messengers ruled by the Realm King!
Each Dead City had 100 million Soul Messengers.

Soul Messengers are not god-tier powerhouses; they evolved from undead. However, unlike ordinary undead, they have a physical form with flesh and blood, though their aura resembles that of undead. Of course, these Soul Messengers are many times stronger than ordinary undead. According to Brade, after god-tier powerhouses or ordinary people die, the undead that exist in the Death Spirit Realm as souls cannot retain their previous cultivation levels. They are like newborns in the divine plane or mortal plane and must cultivate continuously to grow stronger. Once they reach a certain level, they can shed their ethereal form and solidify into a physical body. Yet, just as ordinary people in the mortal plane must break through to become holy realm powerhouses through cultivation, it is not easy for undead to solidify their forms through cultivation. If they fail to do so within a hundred years, they will disappear automatically—or rather, disintegrate into death energy, which is also a major reason for the accumulation of death energy in the sky of the Death Spirit Realm. After entering the Dead City, Huang Long and the others arrived at the Death Temple at the center of the city. In the Death Spirit Realm, every Dead City has a Death Temple. Although the supreme ruler of the Death Spirit Realm is the Realm King, the one who truly controls these Death Temples is not the Realm King. Over countless eras, the undead in the Death Spirit Realm have grown stronger through cultivation, giving rise to many powerful families. The leaders of the top ten families in the Death Spirit Realm possess cultivation levels comparable to those of ordinary peerless powerhouses. These Death Temples are controlled by these major families. In fact, these Death Temples are similar to the Commerce and Trade Halls in the divine plane, though they have a more comprehensive set of functions. For example, the divine plane has separate halls for commerce and trade, alchemy, craftsmanship, etc., while the Death Spirit Realm only has these Death Temples, with the other halls being merely branches of the Death Temples. After arriving at the Death Temple, Huang Long and the others headed straight to the Commerce and Trade Hall. “My lords, what do you need?” asked a green-haired girl from the Commerce and Trade Hall. Huang Long replied, “We want to go to the Realm King Mountain.” The Realm King Mountain is where the Realm King cultivates in seclusion. However, the Death Spirit Realm has no defined regional boundaries, and its terrain is complex. It would be very troublesome for Huang Long and the others to search for the Realm King Mountain on their own. Therefore, it is more convenient to come to the Death Temple and let it guide them there. As long as sufficient divine stones are provided, they can travel at high speed using the flying artifacts provided by the Death Temple. Divine stones are also commonly used in the Death Spirit Realm. “You want to go to the Realm King Mountain?” the green-haired girl asked in surprise. “That’s right,” said Huang Long.

“The journey to the King of Worlds Mountain is not short. If all of you go, each person will need to pay 100 million divine stones,” the green-haired girl confirmed before continuing.
100 million divine stones per person!
Just for guiding the way, they had to pay 100 million divine stones each. Bog and the others inwardly cursed that the Death Temple was really good at exploiting people. But since Yellow Dragon didn’t say anything, no one else spoke up either.
Yellow Dragon asked Bog to pay the divine stones. Before long, the green-haired girl happily led Yellow Dragon and the others to the office on the second floor of the Death Temple.
“Are all these people going to the King of Worlds Mountain?!” Molin asked, looking at Yellow Dragon and the others in surprise after hearing what the green-haired girl said.
“Yes, Lord Molin,” the green-haired girl replied respectfully.
“Alright, I understand. You may go now,” Molin said, putting away his surprised expression and asking the girl to leave. After she left, he turned to Yellow Dragon and the others. “You all want to meet the King of Worlds, right? Since our Death Temple has received your divine stones, we will naturally escort you safely to the King of Worlds Mountain. But I should let you know in advance that the mountain isn’t very safe these days. It won’t be easy for you to reach it.”
“Oh, it’s not safe?” Yellow Dragon asked, puzzled. “What’s going on?”
“Every ten million years, death thunder appears around the King of Worlds Mountain. This death thunder is extremely terrifying; even the strongest warriors can’t safely pass through that area filled with it,” Molin explained.
“Death thunder appears every ten million years?!” Bog and the others exchanged glances.
“How long does each occurrence of this death thunder last?” Yellow Dragon asked.
“Each time, it lasts for a hundred years. After that, the death thunder disappears on its own,” Molin said. He then added, “This time, the death thunder has only started appearing for less than a year. So even if you reach the mountain, you’ll have to wait another hundred years to go up.”
A hundred years!
Given Yellow Dragon’s current situation, it was impossible for him to wait that long!
The atmosphere became somber.
“Then do you still want to go to the King of Worlds Mountain, or wait a hundred years before going?” Molin asked after a while.
Naturally, Yellow Dragon and the others couldn’t wait a hundred years.
Seeing that they were determined, Molin said nothing more. He gave orders for the people of the Death Temple to get ready, then led Yellow Dragon and the others on their journey to the mountain.
Just as the green-haired girl had said, the King of Worlds Mountain wasn’t nearby. Riding on the Death Temple’s flying artifacts, they flew for three months before finally arriving at the most mysterious King of Worlds Mountain in the Death Spirit Realm.