Primordial Ancient Serpent-Chapter 414: The Serpent Road of the Underworld Across Chaos, the Shock of Patriarch Styx

Chapter 414 - 414: The Serpent Road of the Underworld Across Chaos, the Shock of Patriarch Styx

"This!"

The eyes of Daode Tianzun and the other Prehistoric Powers flickered. In truth, they had long known that the waters of the Prehistoric World ran deep. Even now, they had explored less than a billionth of its total expanse.

They could sense immense threats in certain regions—especially around Buzhou Mountain, at the center of the Prehistoric World, where fearsome monsters congregated. It was a place that made even them tremble.

Sensing such crisis, they could not wait to seek ways to become even stronger.

"In short, let's not waste words. We're not suited to linger in the Prehistoric World for too long. Let's move out."

The black robot, Senil, waved his hand.

Boom~~~

In the next instant, the Hades Spaceship soared upward, gliding like a fish in water, silently merging into the Chaos Void without causing the slightest ripple.

Before long, they had completely exited the Prehistoric World.

A crack that had formed in the Prehistoric World began to close rapidly, and the Chaos God Forbiddings were reactivated—sealing the world once more. No creature or power could intrude again.

"The top is open."

At that moment, Senil spoke.

Clatter~~

Immediately, the metal ceiling of the spaceship's central hall opened up, revealing the outside view. The walls turned transparent, and Daode Tianzun and the others could see everything clearly.

"Is this... the Prehistoric World?"

Their eyes widened. It was the first time they had seen the full form of the Prehistoric World. Previously, they were like frogs at the bottom of a well—living in one secluded corner. They had never imagined witnessing the world's grand entirety.

They beheld a vast and boundless world shaped like a cosmic egg. Compared to it, they themselves were like mere specks of dust.

This enormous world was enshrouded by layer upon layer of dense Forbidden Formations, interwoven like a massive spider web that covered every corner.

Turbulent Chaotic Airflows swirled around the outer shell, so destructive that even gods would find it difficult to approach.

"What a terrifying Chaos God Forbidden..."

Yuanshi Tianzun felt his hair stand on end. He could sense the deadly power radiating from the many Chaos God Forbiddings encasing the Prehistoric World. That power could easily annihilate countless lives.

With such formations embedded across every inch of the world, it was no wonder that even Quasi-Saints struggled to set foot into it.

"This is the Chaos Divine Forbidden laid down by the Father God. It seals the magic of the Prehistoric World. Without permission, no one can approach. Anyone who tries will be recognized as an enemy and instantly obliterated."

Senil said solemnly.

In truth, even Senil had been terrified the first time it approached this place. The power of chaos here was overwhelming—enough to reduce it to ashes.

But fortunately, it had received permission and held the proper token. That temporarily neutralized the Chaos Forbiddings, allowing it to enter safely.

Now, it could feel the grandeur of the Father God's divine power—so vast and immeasurable that it defied understanding.

"Wait, what's that?!"

Suddenly, Patriarch Styx let out a cry of alarm. In the far distance, he saw gigantic winding roads spanning the Chaos Void.

These roads resembled enormous serpents coiling through the cosmos, linking countless worlds together. The end of these roads... all pointed toward the Prehistoric World.

It was a shocking sight. It was as if a primordial serpent had drilled through the Heavens and Myriad Worlds, forming a network of pathways for the dead.

What startled him further was the endless number of undead walking along those serpent roads—without end, without pause—all moving toward the Prehistoric World.

Even as the master of death, Patriarch Styx had never seen such a phenomenon before. He seldom witnessed the Serpent Road of the Underworld, let alone in such an epic form.

Now that he saw it, his heart trembled. The ultimate secret of The Underworld was unfolding before his eyes.

"Oh? You can actually perceive the Serpent Road of the Underworld. It seems you've studied the Law of Death quite deeply."

Hearing this, Senil raised an eyebrow.

It hadn't expected a Quasi-Saint to perceive the Underworld Serpent Road. That road was born from The Underworld itself. Unless someone had profound mastery over the Law of Death or the Law of Yellow Springs, or was a Saint, or possessed a unique talent, it was normally invisible.

Even if one stood in front of the road, they wouldn't be able to perceive it—much less walk upon it.

"The Serpent Road of the Underworld?!"

Patriarch Styx was stunned. It was his first time hearing that name.

"That's right. It is the Underworld Snakeway."

Senil nodded.

"It is the path of the dead. The souls of the deceased from all Heavens and Myriad Worlds traverse this road to reach the Yellow Springs in The Underworld."

"Those dead you see walking the road—they're all souls from other worlds. Once they die, they are absorbed into the Serpent Road, and from there, drawn into The Underworld."

"I see..."

At that moment, Patriarch Styx suddenly understood. That was why the dead always appeared endlessly in The Underworld—they came from across the cosmos.

"The Serpent Roads of the Underworld were created by the Father God Himself.

Their purpose is to house the endless undead from all corners of creation.

Thus, He created the Underworld Serpent Road, the Yellow Springs, and the Paradise of the Dead, merging them into what is now known as The Underworld."

Senil said in a deep, solemn tone.

"This...!"

Patriarch Styx was shaken to his core. Could it be... the vast realm of The Underworld wasn't a naturally formed world, but a divine creation?

He had always assumed The Underworld was born from primordial death energy. Yet now, he realized—it had been deliberately created by a divine being.

The dead in The Underworld weren't just wandering spirits—they were powerful beings from countless worlds. Many were so strong that even a Quasi-Saint like Styx, born of Nether Blood Sea, dared not provoke them.

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And yet, a single supreme being had created the Yellow Springs, built the Serpent Road, and opened the gates of Paradise of the Dead.

To be honest, Styx could not even begin to fathom what kind of existence could forge an entire Underworld, and attract the infinite souls of the dead from across the Heavens and Myriad Worlds.

It was simply beyond the scope of imagination.