My Demon Husband Is Chapter 1022: Su Wan, How Long Are You Going to Keep Holding

Chapter 1022: Chapter 1022: Su Wan, How Long Are You Going to Keep Holding ?

"Of course, it involves clinging to the statue of its master, hanging inside the mountain’s belly for a while." Qing Li, with superior intelligence, imdiately analyzed and responded.

As the words fell, Yuan Hong struggled up from the water, full of fury.

Yet he still held the head of King Yu’s statue in his arms, fearing it wouldn’t withstand the collapse of the mountain and would end up disassembled and falling into this Abyss.

After surveying the surroundings up and down, Yuan Hong abruptly withdrew from his state of wrath and savagery.

His naturally black and purple thick lips turned white with fright, "Is this water the Nether Spring? Have we reached... the Netherworld?"

"If it weren’t for the Nether Spring, we would have ended up as minceat when we fell, okay?" Looking at the previously mighty brother who was now fearful, Huang Wude was extraordinarily calm, with a hint of pride.

He even scooped a handful of water and drank a small sip, "It’s quite sweet, this place is so deep, it’s probably the deepest part of the Netherworld!"

It turns out Huang Wude already knew where this place was.

He wasn’t asking

earlier but rather informing , and I responded sharply.

"Aren’t you scared?" Yuan Hong asked, panting and confused.

Huang Wude snapped his fingers, "Heaven and Earth, mysterious and vast, I’m not worried."

"I think you’re mad." Yuan Hong looked at Huang Wude like he was insane, muttering lowly.

He held the stone statue head in his arms, waded through the water seeking a way out, suddenly kneeling in the water.

In shock, he raised his head to gaze at the grand serpent statue standing on the water’s surface, its divine-like presence descended from the heavens, "Dust World... Dust World Serpent!!"

"Is that statue called the Dust World Serpent?" I asked Qing Li.

Qing Li patted my wet head, "Yes, the serpent governing worldly cycles."

I seed to grasp vaguely, "So it bites its own tail into a circle, symbolizing that all things have a cycle, endlessly repeating."

"You indeed have so insight; the Snake Tribe’s ancestor symbolizes procreation and cycle." Qing Li seldom praised

once.

"How can you all remain so calm." Yuan Hong, after devoutly bowing to the statue of the Dust World Serpent holding its tail with its mouth, scread hysterically at us, "We’re dood, eting the great serpent of rebirth here ans we’ll be drawn into the cycle, irrevocably crushed!!"

"Granny, when animals and humans die, don’t they enter the Underworld? How co there’s a Dust World Serpent in charge?" I whispered to Qing Li.

Qing Li was not as critical of

as usual, answering candidly, "The Dust World Serpent is the primordial Heavenly Dao, who’s stood at the Abyss’s deepest point since ancient tis; the Netherworld can’t control so cycles, which ultimately fall here to be cast back into the bustling world by the Dust World Serpent."

Yuan Hong looked around, finding no direction or way out, utterly enraged!

His canine teeth bared crudely, fists pounding his chest as he yelled, "We’re finished, ti here is suspended, removed from the Three Realms and Six Paths, there’s no escape! Why... why... have we ended up here? eting the Dust World Serpent?"

That said, the mountain collapse truly had nothing to do with Yuan Hong.

He indeed feared falling into the cycle most among us, everything starting over.

Upon hearing ti was suspended, I went to check my watch.

The watch, perhaps waterlogged, all its hands had stopped moving.

I then reached for my phone in my pocket; seemingly, the Nether Spring wouldn’t damage the electronic device’s functionality.

The screen could still be turned on, but there was absolutely no signal.

"Granny, do you have a ti-keeping tool?" Not giving up, I asked Qing Li.

Rembering Qing Li’s dislike for electronic products, she might not have a phone or even a watch.

I saw Qing Li take out an hourglass from sowhere on her person, "Look."

"The hourglass stopped?" I observed the overturned hourglass, and the sand ant for short-ti tracking wouldn’t fall.

This place is indeed a tiless Nether world!

But Qing Li didn’t care whether ti stopped, looking down at

clinging onto her arm that’s always around her neck, she gently sighed, "Su Wan, until when will you keep holding ?"