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Chapter 916 - Chapter 916 Chapter 586 Evolved Thunder Spirit Formed The

Chapter 916: Chapter 586: Evolved Thunder Spirit, Formed The Underworld_2 Chapter 916: Chapter 586: Evolved Thunder Spirit, Formed The Underworld_2 Although their size hadn’t undergone any particularly noticeable changes, their appearance had significantly altered.

They had grown limbs and torsos, and some of the more developed even had human-like facial features–eyes, noses, mouths, ears–becoming more and more like palm-sized little thunder people, full of spirit and vitality.

Jiang Hui had always harbored a question in his heart: why, regardless of the hierarchy of their bloodlines, the majority of the Ten Thousand Clans would take human form when reaching a certain level of development, with only a few retaining their original form.

Now, he knew the answer.

One minor reason was the powerful reproductive ability of the Human Race, which ranked first in numbers among the Ten Thousand Clans; but there was also another reason because of Shi Hao.

Of course, not the current Shi Hao, but the future Emperor Huang Tian.

The future Emperor Huang Tian cut through the ceaseless flow of eons with a single strike, leaving behind a Human body Secret Realm System that could defy the dregs of time and the laws of heaven and earth.

Given that the Human Body Secret Realm is named after the human form, naturally, humans would be the most straightforward choice for cultivating this system. Creatures of other races who sought to cultivate the Human Body Secret Realm to higher levels would find it faster to do so in human form.

The future shapes the past, as well as the present.

This is also why, even though humans are the physically weakest among the Ten Thousand Clans, they are crowned as the most spiritually gifted race. Despite not being naturally stronger than any other race, due to the Human Body Secret Realm System, creatures of any race, once they reach a certain level of power, will manifest in the world in human form.

However, this gave rise to another confusion for Jiang Hui.

Why would these Little Thunder Spirits, hatched from dragon eggs, evolve in the same way? After all, the future should not be able to influence him.

If it can’t influence him, it naturally shouldn’t be able to influence his possessions either.

After some thought, Jiang Hui felt the most likely explanation was that the evolution and ascension path for these Little Thunder Spirits was naturally so.

They started as small droplets, and as their strength gradually improved, so did their spirituality.

Initially, when he had acquired the group of Little Thunder Spirits, their intelligence was noticeably lacking.

Take the simplest and most fundamental aspect.

In the beginning, the utterances of this group were far from complete–while they made chirping noises, the effective vocabulary was minimal, with most of it being akin to exclamatory particles. Now they were not only capable of fully expressing the meaning of a sentence but had also invented many new words.

“Grow up fast, and one day you will lead the way for Liu Village to control the punishment of the world!”

Jiang Hui’s lips curled into a smile as he looked at the group of adorable and clumsy Thunder Spirits, with their big, bright, spirited eyes fluttering in front of him.

But after carefully inspecting them for quite some time, Jiang Hui noticed a serious issue; he couldn’t discern how the Thunder Spirits that had evolved into little humanoid forms distinguished their sex.

“Could they be hermaphrodites?” Jiang Hui couldn’t help but ponder. Although he had obtained the group, apart from a very brief introduction, there were secrets he couldn’t uncover, just as he couldn’t instantly create creatures at the Immortal King Level through a single thought.

After all, the Immortal Emperor is not the ultimate level; beyond that lies the Sacrifice Path, and above the Sacrifice Path…

It is only upon embarking on this path that one truly realizes its endlessness, difficult to say if there’s an actual end; after all, one mountain ever higher than the last is an eternal certainty.

“Lord Silver, Lord Silver…”

A cacophony of noises interrupted Jiang Hui’s reverie.

It was the group of little creatures.

In the air, the Thunder Spirits floated, chattering incessantly. Some were even bolder, sticking out their tongues to lick Jiang Hui’s face, leaving little arcs of electricity all over Jiang Huai’s face.

“Alright, I know you are calling for me!” Jiang Hui said, unable to contain his laughter. He then conjured several strands of Thunder Source Truth and with a wave of his hand, opened the void to send the group into the Palm Control Technique.

There, he had long since set up several abyssal pools and Thunder Arrays, ideal for the Little Thunder Spirits’ cultivation.

These strands of Thunder Source Truth would be more than enough to keep the group busy for quite some time.

Afterwards, Jiang Hui shifted his gaze towards another corner of the rear mountain, the place where he had established the Netherworld Underworld.

That area had also formed a substantial and isolated space of its own, boundless and vast, reaching the depths of the Star River, touching the very edges of the universe. Constantly swept by a piercing cold wind from parts unknown, as sharp as a steel blade, chilling to the bone, it wailed without cease, making it a veritable Mortal World hell.

With the domain of the Immortal Emperor’s Realm to back it up, no one other than Jiang Hui could perceive this independent yet conjoined space.

In layman’s terms, it was almost as if Jiang Hui had opened up a domain similar to the Alien Territory or Immortal Domain, just significantly smaller in scale.

With the addition of Netherworld Road and the Eighteen Levels of Hell, the Netherworld Underworld had fully absorbed the essence of its name ‘Netherworld’, attaining completion.

Subsequently, all that was needed was to arrange for the likes of ghost soldiers, Ox-Head and Horse-Face, judges, and Yama to formally put it into operation and become a real Underworld.

It is worth mentioning that.

As the Netherworld Underworld took shape,

a stele unexpectedly appeared in Jiang Hui’s personal backpack. The stele was unmarked, gray-black throughout, and rectangular in shape.

Name: Enshrinement Tablet

Function: Engrave the desired positions and candidates on it to wield the power of divine enthronement. After the divine enthronement, depending on the position and the original strength, the growth obtained will also vary.

“Divine Enthronement? The divine enthronement should be for the positions in the Netherworld Underworld, right? This thing should be used in conjunction with the Netherworld Underworld!” Jiang Hui looked over the information about the stele that appeared before him and after silently reading it a few times in his mind, he roughly understood the specific purpose of this black stele.

After that, with a thought from Jiang Hui,

the black stele appeared directly in front of him, hovering mid-air.

Jiang Hui reached out and took it.

Upon handling it, it was initially slightly cold, like an ice block that had been sealed in the depths of winter for who knows how long. Shortly thereafter, as he got used to it, the chilliness became much milder.

Although the stele felt like stone to the touch and looked the same from its texture, it was not actually heavy. In fact, one could say it was very light, like a feather. However, if left to fall freely, it would drop quickly as if it were a real stone, even producing a loud thud upon impact with the ground, leaving a crater about the size of a bowl.

It was truly a magical and eerie object.

But no matter how strange this object was, the most important thing was that it could be used by him.

After thinking it over, Jiang Hui’s mind stirred; there was no use keeping this item in his hand. It would be better to use it straight away, and according to his nature, he was never one to hoard things.

In the tens of thousands of years that passed, aside from Old man Lin, many more graves had appeared on the Underworld Bridge that spanned above the sky.

These were the common beings who had joined Liu Village before Jiang Hui became an Immortal Emperor, and they had departed early on their journey.

Although these people could not be considered ordinary mortals, their talents and strength weren’t impressive either, which was why this had happened.

However, there was only one black stele; naturally, it was not possible for every person to be looked after equally.

Of course, at the moment, there was only one suitable candidate in Jiang Hui’s mind.

That was Old man Tu.

He was one of the earliest core members of the Netherworld Underworld and also the very first member.

Jiang Hui had always been one to remember old loyalties. In his heart, talent and strength were one part of the consideration, but loyalty was another significant part.

If loyalty was lacking, strong abilities and outstanding talent were meaningless.

But what position should he bestow upon Old man Tu?

Jiang Hui felt somewhat perplexed.

He knew the Underworld contained figures like Yama and Ox-Head and Horse-Face, but he was not clear about the specific official positions.

Could it be that he should directly enthrone him as Yama?

Not that it wasn’t possible.

After all, it was just a position which didn’t mean that much to Jiang Hui.

But to his surprise,

he was unable to carve the words for Yama on the black stele.

Even the outline of the words ‘Yama’ would disappear immediately, unable to appear.

Jiang Hui had a sense of this.

Clearly, Old man Tu didn’t meet the criteria needed.

Yama belonged to the high-level echelons within the Underworld system. Although not the most prominent, the position likely required a significant level of original strength.