1312 Nether River Ferry (4)
As the golden blood flowed, the Terror Soul Beast trembled and fell silent.

A black-robed man stepped forward and raised his hand to collect the body of the soul beast that had been killed. Then he raised his hand and threw two golden soul crystals to the black-armored man.

The burly man smiled and took the soul crystal. Then he raised his hand, causing the scattered golden blood around them to form small golden balls.

Both of these items were unobtainable elsewhere.

Despite having slain one Terror Soul Beast, the great river ahead still churned with waves. One enormous 300-foot-long Nether Beast could be seen, while on the other side, three even larger Nether Beasts floated slowly.

These Nether Beasts clearly possessed intelligence as they gazed at the Nether River Ferry but did not approach. They only churned the waves in an attempt to capsize the large boat.

“Buzz!”

The nine layers of the Nether River Ferry vibrated, and another sail rose.

Slowly, golden streams of light began to flicker on all four sails.

The three observing Nether Beasts turned to flee but were already enveloped in the golden light that scattered from the sails.

The Nether Beasts trapped in the golden light began to struggle, pulling and rocking the large boat along with the waves.

Generation after generation of golden light shimmered, locked in a standoff with the Nether Beasts.

On the deck, the eyes of the cultivators sparkled with anticipation.

The wings of the Nether Beasts were precious materials for crafting sails, and their bones could be used to forge bone boats for crossing the Nether River.

The blood within their flesh contained a denser divine and soul power than the Terror Soul Beasts.

“Hunt the Nether Beasts,” a voice sounded on the large boat.

Hundreds of black figures soared out, walking on the waves.

These were the black-robed men on the ship. Each of them held a 30-foot-long trident that flickered with green immortal light.

The tridents pierced the Nether Beasts caught in the nets, causing blood to splatter.

The golden blood stimulated the eyes of the cultivators on the deck.

The drifting golden divine aura was enchanting.

“Ho!”

It was the same burly man who had previously killed the Terror Soul Beast with a single strike. He leaped into the air.

His body spanned thousands of feet and crashed directly onto the back of the Nether Beast.

As his long knife descended, golden blood sprayed like a fountain.

The Nether Beast howled in pain, rolling its body and sending the man and his knife tumbling into the blood-red river.

On the Nether River Ferry, several figures rushed out, relying on their physical strength to step out and strike with their weapons.

These were individuals who had cultivated their physical strength to the point where they could break through the Nether Beasts’ defenses with a single blow.

“Brother, I’ll go have some fun,” Huang Six said with a light smile by the side.

A black battle armor covered his body, and a golden battle spear materialized in his hand.

Immortal treasures.

However, he intentionally concealed the aura of his immortal treasure, so outsiders could only sense the formidable power of his spear.

He soared into the air, and a black shadow appeared behind him.

The 100-foot-long phantom, with six arms and three heads, held the spear and stabbed at the belly-turning dark beast.

“Bang!”

The Nether Beast’s body flipped and rolled over again.

The heavily armored man, who had been submerged in the river, heaved a sigh of relief, covered in blood-red water.

He looked up at Huang Six, whose solid black shadow had manifested behind him, and grinned.

Huang Six held his war spear, and every strike could make the dark beast roll.

The more he rolled, the tighter the net wrapped around his body.

In just a moment, the dark beast covered in golden blood stopped moving.

The saber-wielding man raised his hand and waved. The blood turned into two golden light balls that laughed like watermelons.

“My name is Luo Ren.”

Handing one of the light balls to Huang Six, the burly man spoke loudly.

Huang Six received one of the golden light balls without hesitation. Then he waved his hand and said, “My name is Huang Zhenxiong. You can call me Sixth Brother.”

After saying that, Huang Six turned to look at the Nether Beast at the bow of the ship that had not been trapped in the nets and said, “What do you say, should we go after it?”

Luo Ren’s eyes lit up and he laughed loudly. “Sixth Brother is mighty. I’m impressed.”

He waved the long knife in his hand and leaped out, rushing towards the Nether Beast.

“I’ll go first!”

As soon as he spoke, a whooshing sound came from behind him.

The six-armed shadow passed over his body, and the golden long spear condensed into 10 yards, thrusting down toward the Nether Beast in the river.
At this moment, all eyes on the Nether River Ferry were fixed on Huang Six.

Even on the ninth level, some people nodded slightly.

“This man is indeed bold,” said a man with a dark and green complexion, showing sharp fangs, obviously belonging to an exotic race.

“The six-armed, three-headed shadow, the demonic Sage Image, should not be underestimated if it can be cultivated to a high level,” said another man dressed in black armor with long arms and a black beard, speaking in a low voice.

“Boom!”

As Huang Six struck, the waves surged, and golden blood erupted into the sky.

The thousand-foot-long Nether Beast sank abruptly into the water and then rolled in pain, its long body slapping down towards Huang Six.

Huang Six laughed heartily and raised the six arms behind him to support the sky.