The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 1112 Temporary Cooperation

Chapter 1112: Chapter 1112 Temporary Cooperation

"Sect Master!"

Ning Fan nodded at him and glanced at the semi-transparent creature in front of him, which he had blasted into a twisted shape. He quickly grabbed the two men, lifting them with one hand each and retreating swiftly.

It was not until the semi-transparent creature was out of sight that Ning Fan released them.

Vice Sect Master Zhuang Peng sat down on the ground with a tight frown, the aftermath of the attack still not completely dissipated, causing a buzzing sound in his ears.

Huang Gu fared even worse, having lost consciousness the instant he was attacked.

Ning Fan placed his palms on their shoulders, and his vigorous spiritual power poured into their bodies through his palms.

As the spiritual power continuously flowed in, the discomfort in Zhuang Peng’s body gradually faded.

"Uh... where am I... Sect Master! You finally came!"

Huang Gu too slowly came to, and almost shed tears when he saw Ning Fan.

"Sect Master, where are we? Please take us back!"

This place is too dangerous!

He had barely addressed him, and he had almost lost his life!

Ning Fan remained silent for a moment, then shook his head, "I don’t know how to go back either."

Upon hearing this, the two men looked at each other in disbelief.

In their hearts, Ning Fan had become an omnipotent existence.

His answer was completely unexpected.

"Sect Master, could it be... we’re already dead?" Huang Gu thought of a possibility, his face turning pale, "So there really is an afterlife..."

Just then, a cold laugh echoed from nearby.

"A pair of fools, you deserve ending up in this situation for taking him as your subordinate."

Under the tree to their left, a dark figure stood with arms crossed, his voice filled with mockery.

"Is it you?!"

"Damn it, was it you who dragged us in here!"

The two immediately recognized The Man in the Black Mist, their anxiety mounting.

However, Ning Fan waved his hand and said, "Don’t worry, he’s not an enemy to us now."

"What’s the use of talking so much with them, we both can’t find a way out, and we can only wait to die here."

The Man in the Black Mist seemed to have reached some sort of agreement with Ning Fan, striding over arrogantly.

Zhuang Peng and Huang Gu looked at each other, not understanding what was happening.

"Here’s the thing..."

Seeing their confused looks, Ning Fan decided to explain the cause and effect.

It turned out that earlier, in the passage they were leaving through, for some reason, a massive amount of resentment suddenly broke through the boundary between the netherworld and the spiritual world.

They happened to face those resentments, and being in the passage, they couldn’t block them; the passage itself was also destroyed by the impact.

Losing the protection of the passage, the four of them instantly fell into the netherworld.

Between the two worlds, there was a massive amount of resentment.

The moment Zhuang Peng and Huang Gu were hit by the resentment, they fell into a coma on the spot.

With his strong power, Ning Fan forcefully protected the two, and The Man in the Black Mist, due to his nature as a resentment collective, managed to endure through the resentment.

"Then, the two of us discovered that continuing as enemies in the netherworld would only result in mutual destruction, so we decided to cooperate," Ning Fan pointed at The Man in the Black Mist, "From a certain perspective, he actually saved your lives."

"If it wasn’t for the resentment aura on him affecting you, you might have been torn apart by those resentments in the passage, and I might not have been able to protect you."

Ning Fan wasn’t trying to ease the relationship between the two sides with these words; it was the truth.

The resentments were fierce, and Ning Fan struggled to protect himself, let alone the two men, facing numerous dangers.

The Man in the Black Mist snorted coldly: "Don’t say it like that, I didn’t intend to save them at all, these two just got lucky."

"Whether it’s luck or not, they owe their survival to you," Ning Fan waved his hand, looking into the distance, "Our priority now is to get out of here."

He had discussed with The Man in the Black Mist, the netherworld was filled with a lot of resentment, hatred, and other negative emotions.

Breaking through with force alone was almost impossible.

"To leave the netherworld, there is only one way." The Man in the Black Mist pointed toward the distance, "Find the connection point between the netherworld and the outside world, otherwise, relying solely on us to break through the barriers of the spiritual world, even if we were twice as powerful, we wouldn’t be able to do it."

In his words, the previous spiritual world was built solely based on the spiritual power of Ning Fan and himself.

But the lower spiritual world was a fusion of all the people in this world, a space in an unknown realm.

Its stability was unimaginable.

Even though he was fused with countless resentments, he couldn’t directly leave the netherworld.

Zhuang Peng and Huang Gu were still stunned; this was too hard for them to accept.

The lower spiritual world, even though they had been in Kunlun for so many years, they had never heard of such a thing.

"Of course, you wouldn’t know," The Man in the Black Mist scoffed coldly, "The Five Great Sects of Kunlun have held Kunlun for so many years, you people were only at the bottom, how could you possibly know about these things."

Saying this, he tapped on his temple: "I’ve killed so many cultivators, and from the fragments of their memories, the things the Five Great Sects have hidden from you are not just this little."

"What was that thing that attacked us just now?" Zhuang Peng asked doubtfully.

"That was a resentment here. The one that attacked you was still one of the weakest. If you can’t find the exit, you really can only wait to die here," The Man in the Black Mist said, gloating.

Huang Gu was indignant, "You think you can survive?"

"Heh, being a resentment collective, even if I fell into this world, I have ways to make them treat me as one of their own, it just takes time," The Man in the Black Mist sneered.

However, Ning Fan pointed out sharply, "Even if they treat you as one of their own, you won’t last long here; the resentments will continuously infiltrate you, and eventually, you’ll become like them."

"You wouldn’t want the intelligence you’ve finally formed to be eroded away by them, would you?"