Chapter 008: The Two Women Who Are Interested

The wonder of the Wangxiang Terrace surpassed Wang Bo's imagination.

Indeed, it was a treasure that could see the mortal world from the underworld; standing in the mortal world, one could even view every corner of it—a truly remarkable artifact.

Unfortunately, this treasure could not be kept.

Wang Bo slowly flew into the sky, raised his hand, and released bolts of lightning, which gathered together to form a massive spear a hundred meters long.

The spearpoint pointed downward, aimed at the center of the Wangxiang Terrace.

Wang Bo waved his hand, and the lightning spear, with the force of a thunderbolt, suddenly fell from the sky like a meteor striking the earth, slamming violently into the Wangxiang Terrace.

Then came a deafening explosion.

Boom!

The terrifying shockwave, like a roaring wave, wantonly scoured the ground. Under the impact of this giant wave, the ground around the Wangxiang Terrace was covered with shocking cracks, spreading in all directions like a spiderweb.

The huge roar echoed throughout the Valley of Evildoers, lingering for a long time.

When everything calmed down, Wang Bo looked down and saw that the entire Valley of Evildoers, ravaged by the impact, was a scene of devastation—whether the ground, the houses, or the surrounding walls, it looked as if a massive bomb had struck, leaving everything in chaos.

But the Wangxiang Terrace still stood tall within the valley, without a single scratch.

This astonished Wang Bo even more; although it was a projection, its defensive power was unimaginable.

The lightning spear Wang Bo had just unleashed was immensely powerful, capable of leaving a bottomless pit in the ground over several kilometers.

Yet the Wangxiang Terrace had withstood it.

Wang Bo had to look at it with new respect.

Then, a golden ripple of light appeared beside Wang Bo, and a weapon slowly emerged from the ripple. Wang Bo casually pulled it out.

The Eternal Spear, Gungnir.

Since the lightning spear could not destroy the Wangxiang Terrace, Wang Bo had no choice but to use Gungnir.

Wang Bo poured his magical power into Gungnir, activating it. Gungnir emitted a faint humming sound, and the air around its tip rippled outward layer by layer.

It was already eager.

Wang Bo pointed Gungnir's tip downward at the Wangxiang Terrace and released his grip.

Whoosh!

In an instant, Gungnir, like a meteor falling to the earth, struck the Wangxiang Terrace at incredible speed. The immense impact allowed Gungnir's tip to easily pierce through the terrace, driving downward until the entire shaft was embedded, leaving a fist-sized hole in the platform.

A few seconds later, with a crisp cracking sound, a fissure spread from around the hole, followed by a series of sharp crackling noises.

Under Wang Bo's gaze, crack after crack spread wildly from around the fist-sized hole. In just a few blinks, the Wangxiang Terrace was covered with shocking cracks.

But one minute passed, two minutes passed, five minutes passed.

Although the Wangxiang Terrace was covered in cracks, it still did not collapse, holding on stubbornly.

Wang Bo waved his hand casually, and Gungnir, embedded inside the Wangxiang Terrace, flew out with a whoosh and returned to his hand.

Then, with a rumbling sound, the Wangxiang Terrace finally fell, turning into a pile of rubble.

After a few more seconds, the rubble gradually disappeared, as if it had never existed, departing from this world.

Wang Bo let out a breath and asked, "Is this enough?"

[Yes, that's it]

Seeing the Wangxiang Terrace destroyed by Wang Bo, the cheat generously praised him.

[Well done, host. Get moving. Once you destroy all the projections, you can save this world and prevent it from being devoured by the underworld. Then I will give you a great reward.]

"Alright, you may take your leave."

Destroying all the projections of the underworld in this world was no easy task. Things like the Wangxiang Terrace, the Three-Life Stone, and the Naihe Bridge were one thing.

But don't forget, besides these structures, the Ox-Head jailers and the Black and White Impermanence were also in this world.

Who knew if, besides these beings, other big shots might appear?

For example, the Ten Kings of Hell or Kṣitigarbha Bodhisattva.

Wang Bo could handle one or two, but what if there were three or five? What if all Ten Kings of Hell showed up? What could Wang Bo use to fight them?

Moreover, with the Sun True Qi unusable due to the curse, Wang Bo figured that if he acted too rashly this time, he might very well die.

So he had to be cautious. In a sense, this world was not simple at all; its danger level was no less than that of the previous world.

Therefore, Wang Bo planned to bring Hela and Lady Gremory over.

After all, with these two deities around, he would have enough confidence.

So Wang Bo took out the Dimension Gate, returned to the Ghost Rider world, and dragged Hela over.

Back in the Valley of Evildoers, Wang Bo drew a summoning magic circle and pulled Lady Gremory over as well.

Upon hearing that this world was about to be devoured and merged by the underworld of a higher world, both Hela and Lady Gremory showed expressions of great interest.

One was the Goddess of Death, the other a Hell Demon Lord.

The Goddess of Death, needless to say, like the Ten Kings of Hell, was a deity who governed death.

As for Lady Gremory, she was a Hell Demon Lord, but Hell, in essence, was not much different from the Eastern underworld—also a deity governing death.

In the West, after death, there were only two destinations.

One was Heaven, the other Hell.

So the Western Hell and the Eastern underworld essentially meant the same thing, after all, the underworld also had eighteen levels of hell.

Now, hearing that an underworld was devouring the mortal world, the two were naturally very interested.

"I haven't seen such a grand scene many times in my life," Lady Gremory said seductively, "let alone stopping one."

If Hell were devouring another world, she would probably cheer it on and stir up trouble, let alone stop it.

Such a thing, Lady Gremory had never done even once since her birth.

Hela said softly, "I would like to see just how peculiar the Eastern gods of death are."

As the Goddess of Death, Hela rarely interacted with other death deities. Now that she had a chance to communicate with Eastern death deities, she not only did not refuse but was also full of interest.

Moreover, she was well aware that Wang Bo was determined to prevent this from happening. Even if she opposed, it would be useless, so it was better to take the initiative and gain the maximum benefit.