Chapter 365

Chapter 365: The Anomaly of Heavenly Light

When You You arrived at the Nether King Palace, the Nether King was frantically organizing piles of soul records with the Messenger of the Underworld, his hair resembling a bird’s nest as he kept yanking out strands. Spotting the visitors, his legs wobbled so badly he nearly slid off his chair.

“R-Realm Master! Why are you here?” The Nether King gave her a hollow, defeated smile, wailing instantly, “Please don’t assign more tasks! I’ve been working day and night to sort these souls—I can’t handle anything else!” No more overtime!

“…” You You’s mouth twitched. Just how much did this guy hate his job? Besides, wasn’t this overtime caused by his own past laziness?

“Relax, I’m not here to make you work.” Suppressing the urge to roll her eyes, You You explained the matter about the Demon Realm’s Long Clan.

“Long Clan souls?” The Nether King blinked, then scrambled through documents. “Hold on, let me check.”

After minutes of fruitless searching, he abandoned the papers. “Screw this. Let’s use the Recursion Mirror.” He waved his hand, summoning a massive water mirror.

The Nether King performed a spell, pointing at the mirror. The surface rippled…

Nothing showed.

No images of the Long Clan’s past—not even a blur.

“Huh?!” Both You You and the Nether King stared blankly. He repeated the spell multiple times, but the mirror remained blank. “Why isn’t it working?!”

The Messenger of the Underworld suddenly pulled out a ledger, flipping pages urgently. “Master, records show no Long Clan souls have entered the Nether Realm for years.”

“Impossible!” The Nether King paled. “None at all?”

“Not a single one since their descent into darkness,” the Messenger confirmed.

The Nether King switched spells to detect residual souls, but still found nothing. “How… how can this be?!”

Feng Rong and Yuan Qi exchanged alarmed looks. Even the most violent deaths should leave traces. If even the Nether King couldn’t sense them… had their souls truly vanished from existence?

But Long Ting and Long Zhen—recently deceased Bone Dragons—should’ve left remnants.

You You frowned, sensing something fundamentally wrong. With no leads here and the Bone Dragons missing, solving this mystery seemed impossible.

A sudden tremor in her chest made her jerk her head upward.

“You You?” Yuan Qi asked.

“Not sure. Felt… something shift.”

Before others could react, her Messaging Talismans glowed. Ling Qi’s panicked voice erupted: “Sect Master! Heavenly light—it’s appeared above Zhen Yan Sect, just like in the Monster Realm!”

“What?!” All three shouted.

“Ning Rui, keep investigating!” You You ordered. “We’re returning now!”

In a flash, they reappeared at Zhen Yan Sect. The sky blazed with radiant light—more intense than the Monster Realm’s spectacle—twisting like an inverted celestial river.

Ling Qi rushed over. “Disciples report this light… it’s spreading from the Monster Realm!”

“But the seal’s intact!” You You protested.

“The seal doesn’t block it,” Ling Qi said. “It passes through without affecting the barrier.”

Feng Rong squinted. “There’s something moving in the light.”

Indeed, faint shadows flickered within the radiance.

“Let’s investigate!” They soared upward. The light grew blinding, yet You You’s divine sense detected nothing. Still, vague shapes drifted past—unrecognizable, varying in size.

A familiar energy prickled her senses.

“It’s the cracks!” You You realized. The light concealed those dimensional rifts. “I’m going in.”

“No!” Both men objected.

“It’s safe for me,” she insisted. That certainty came from deep within.

After tense silence, they relented but demanded to accompany her. Yuan Papa cast protective talismans around them as they plunged into the light.

No resistance. Only swirling colors—then solid ground underfoot. Before them stretched an endless emerald forest.

The trio gaped. Who could imagine cracks hid an entire world?

What… is this place?