After reaching the Aura King Realm, Fenrira’s ice ability improved.

Her ice claws grew into icy wolf limbs that extended up to her shoulders and protected the soft flesh of her arms like a layer of armor.

When Albion saw her new ice form, he wondered if her ice power would eventually cover her entire body as it grew.

“Master, master! What was that pill? It was sho amazing!”

Fenrira sputtered so quickly in her excitement that she accidentally bit her tongue and winced in pain.

But before she could complain, her gaze became fierce in the next moment.

Swoosh!

Fenrira darted into the crowd of Frost Demon and unleashed a flurry of furious attacks, dismembering all the Frost Demons apart for interrupting her.

Shortly after, Fenrira returned to Albion’s side and had her eyes glued on the pill cauldron while wagging her fluffy tail expectantly.

Albion placed the remaining 8 Grade-4 Moon Spirit Pills in a pill bottle and sealed it before throwing a casual glance at Fenrira.

“Don’t even think about having another one. You have to wait until your body adjusts to your new realm before I’ll allow you to have another.”

“Oh…”

Fenrira expressed her disappointment.

Nevertheless, Albion did not stop refining pills as he moved on to the next batch of cultivation pills.

Once he was done with it, Albion stored the new batch of pills into another pill bottle and gave both pill bottles to Fenrira.

“I’m leaving the pills in your hands because I won’t be around for a while to distribute it. However, that doesn’t mean you can consume them recklessly while I am gone either, do you understand?”

“Yes, Master.”

Fenrira accepted the two pill bottles with a solemn look.

The dangers of consuming the Grade-4 Moon Spirit Pills too frequently in a short time were, more or less, conveyed to Fenrira.

After Albion settled Fenrira’s matters, he bid goodbye, “Alright, I’m leaving now. You don’t have to wait for my return. Once you’re done training here, you can return to the tribe on your own.”

“Yes, Master.”

Fenrira bowed gratefully to Albion for the pills.

Shortly after, Albion released his cultivation seal and entered the True Immortal Realm before using his new divine skill.

Divine Nether Spring Calling!

Crack…!

The icy ground shook before splitting apart, forming a long crevasse that divided the area in half.

A few moments later, the surroundings blurred before an illusory scarlet river of blood appeared where the crack formed as if it had always been there.

At the same time, the scarlet river of blood bubbled with the despairing faces of countless souls trapped within, painting the scenery with a grim and dark atmosphere.

Fenrira’s face paled, and her body trembled with fear involuntarily at the sight of the Nether Spring like any other first-timers.

The moment the Frost Demons sensed the presence of the Nether Springs, they immediately fled from the area with all the strength they could muster.

They did not want to return to the Netherworld.

Ding!

<50 units of divine energy has been expended>

<[Balance]: 29/1000 Divine Energy>

The divine skill’s expenditure rocked Albion’s heart like a tsunami while his lips twitched fiercely.

Nevertheless, Albion silently convinced himself that all this divine energy investment would be worth it in the end.

“Well then, I’ll be off.”

“H-have a safe trip, Master.”

Fenrira saw her master off with a pale look as Albion directly stepped into the scarlet river and disappeared into its abyss.

The Divine Nether Spring Calling was a divine skill that could drag its victims into the depths of the Netherworld and kill them.

But whether it was the Dark Emperor or Albion, only they were both crazy and bold enough to use it as a gateway to enter the Netherworld

…

Ding!

<You have entered a spirit realm with your body>

<All physical attributes have been restricted>

…

<The deathly energy of the Netherworld is corroding your body>

<The True Immortal Tribulation Lightning Physique negated the corrosion>

…

<The spirits of the dead are attempting to possess your body>

<The 10th Tribulation Lightning has annihilated the spirits of the dead attempting to possess your body>

…

Like moths drawn to a flame, the countless dead souls in the Netherworld flocked to Albion—only to be shocked and obliterated from existence with buzzes.

Ding!

<You have eliminated a grade-2 soul of the dead>

<You have eliminated a grade-1 soul of the dead>

<You have eliminated a grade-1 soul of the dead>

<You have eliminated a grade-3 soul of the dead>

…

<You have gained 150 EXP>

<You have gained 80 EXP>

<You have gained 90 EXP>

<You have gained 230 EXP>

…

Ding!

<[System Error]: Unable to improve the host’s soul presence with soul points>

<Would you like to use the acquired soul points to improve your soul depth instead? [Y/N]>

‘Yes!’ Albion answered without much thought.

Ding!

<Your soul depth has been improved>

<Your soul depth has been improved>

…

As the dead souls continued to bombard Albion’s living body in their desires to possess him, they continued to feed him with soul points.

Ding!

<Your soul strength has reached a milestone>

<A portion of the seal has been permanently lifted>

<Your sealed state has been raised to Early-stage Spirit Consolidation Realm>

<25 units of divine energy has been recovered>

<[Balance]: 54/1000 Divine Energy>

“…”

Upon his entry, Albion received a string of pleasant surprises.

Albion knew that he could have a bountiful harvest from visiting the Netherworld, but he never expected the benefits to come so soon—and in a form that he did not expect at all.

Ding!

<You have eliminated a grade-5 soul of the dead>

<You have gained 475 soul points>

<Your soul depth has been improved>

…

Nevertheless, the latter dead souls eventually sensed something frighteningly scary from Albion’s body before they all fled as if they had just met their nemesis.

Although Albion very much wanted to chase after them, he did not do so immediately.

He finally had the chance to inspect his surroundings.

“So this is the Netherworld Realm, huh?”

Albion glanced around at the barren land filled with dark red dirt and the gloomy crimson skies above without stars and moons.

The depth of heaven beyond was like an illusory sea of endless red mist.

Nevertheless, the absence of ice made Albion pause.

“Hm… This is strange.”