501 A Bad Feeling
The Beiyin Book was a method created by the Netherworld God to break free from shackles.
No one in the world who cultivated the Netherworld orthodoxy and used netherworld essence could escape their control.
This spiritual book opened up a new path to rebuild the underworld and give birth to a unique essence.
It was equivalent to a fish jumping into a new pond and not controlled by the Netherworld people.
This idea was very good, but no one had tried it out before.
“Will people come to capture me after I reach a certain realm?” He Chuan thought to himself.
This was a bit like cutting leeks. Whenever the leeks were ripe, someone would come and cut them.
The Netherworld God was a leek that was cut when he entered the Supreme God Realm. Could it be that Emperor Yuan…
He Chuan thought.
He didn’t have any sense of danger as he was still quite a distance away from becoming a God Realm expert. If this assumption was true, Yuan Emperor would be in great danger.
Back then, the Netherworld God had not been captured obediently. He had gathered the power of the entire world to resist.
In the end, all his trusted subordinates were killed and their legs were broken in front of everyone. They left in shame.
“Hmm? Is there someone there?” He Chuan frowned. He felt a familiar power approaching.
“Leave this place.” He summoned Little Dragon Girl and said to her.
Little Dragon Girl nodded slightly, and a black hole appeared in front of her.
Before he left, he wiped away the aura left behind by the two of them.
Just as he left, Yuan Emperor flew over.
The hell of the strange creatures had become ruins.
“These ten thousand years have caused the Infernal Realm to disappear.” Looking at the surrounding ruins, Yuan Emperor couldn’t help but sigh.
It must be the prototype of the legendary Ten Great Hells.
Speaking of which, the Netherworld God could be said to be the source of all the legends of the Netherworld in this world.
Many myths and legends could be found here. There were many unorthodox ways, and there was also the shadow of the Netherworld God.
It could be said to be the source of the Netherworld orthodoxy in this world.
Today, after inheriting this person’s orthodoxy, the revival of the Reincarnation Palace was just around the corner. Unknowingly, the time limit for the closing of the netherworld had arrived.
Just as Yuan Emperor was about to gather everyone to leave, he suddenly frowned.
In the past, Netherworld would reject things from the outside world.
If they didn’t leave in time and the passage was completely closed, they would turn into skeletons or monsters that didn’t recognize their relatives in a hundred years.
Now that there was no such situation, could it be that this realm was completely open?
Yuan Emperor closed his eyes and sensed.
“The heavens are helping me, and my Reincarnation Palace has obtained a treasure land.” He guessed that he must have taken away the Netherworld God’s inheritance, which led to the complete opening of this realm. It was indeed good news.
Emperor Yuan decided to wait a little longer.
If he explained the reason, everyone could stay for another month.
“Move everything you can. Qin Mo will continue to be the City Lord and help me grow some crops.” He Chuan looked at Xingyue and the others and said.
Some things did not have the conditions to grow in the central land, and at the same time, they needed help to occupy the territory here.
In case he wasn’t present to divide the profits in the future.
“Is there anything worth exploring nearby?” He Chuan asked.
“There is a volcano a thousand miles southwest of here that produces flint and cinnabar fruits. There is also a cold spring nearby with ice fish.” Qin Mo said with a frown.
“Arrange for someone to occupy it. If anyone comes from outside, tell them our names.” The development of each new continent was actually a confrontation between internal factions.
The Palace Master took a bit more, and the rest were split among the others.
No matter what, he still relied on his fists to speak.
As long as they didn’t go overboard, the Palace Master would turn a blind eye.
Half a month later, He Chuan left with all the spoils of war.
This time, he had a bountiful harvest.
Not only was it the inheritance of the Netherworld God, but there was also the secret of the Netherworld. He Chuan needed to digest all this information and plan for his future development.
It was safe and sound for a year. Everyone was in seclusion to digest.
Beiyin Mountain.
In the pitch-black hall of the palace, his figure entered the darkness, and a faint fragrance lingered in the air.
This was the fragrance of the age-resistant fungus.
As he breathed, a stream of essence energy mixed with the medicinal power of the age-resistant fungus entered his body.
The scarlet butterfly flew in front of him and circled above his head a few times before turning into light spots that filled the sky.
He Chuan sensed that it was news from Yuan Emperor.
“Netherworld coordinates?” He Chuan waved his hand to disperse the light, and the hall became dark again.
In the darkness, his expression was uncertain. He had heard of this thing before.
He Chuan thought that it was just an ordinary coordinate or some other small star.
Now that Emperor Yuan said this, he felt that things were not simple.
The aura emitted from the coordinates did not seem like an ordinary small star.
Could it be that the Netherworld coordinates were real?
He walked out of the door with doubts and rode the dark clouds to the Changle Palace in Danzhong City.
“Greetings, He Lingjun!”
“This subordinate greets Lord Judge He!”
On the way, Ghost Deity greeted him respectfully.
No matter how ferocious they were, hell ghosts, mountain spirits, yaksha, and mandrill, they had to lower their noble heads when they saw He Chuan.
In the past, He Chuan was the sixth Spirit Lord, so his position was high and his power was not heavy.
Ever since the story of him fighting against two God Realm experts spread, his status was only second to Eastern Monarch, and he was ranked third.
He was ranked third among the 36,000 Ghosts and Demons in the three lands and ten countries. His status was not low.
He Chuan nodded and flew straight to Danzhong City.
Near Changle Palace.
Danzhong City had completely become the territory of Reincarnation Palace.
The entire city was filled with ghosts and gods. The cold wind whistled and the ghost qi was deep.
Ghosts and ghosts enjoyed themselves all day long, howling endlessly.
Red lanterns were hung on the city walls. The green mist made it impossible to see the city gate clearly. If one looked over, they would see a ferocious beast with its mouth wide open.
When they arrived at the Golden Hall of Changle Palace, everyone in the hall had already arrived.
The other five Spirit Lords, including Xingyue, had arrived long ago.
There were also three town lords from overseas territories.
Other than Xingyue, these were all Celestial Venerable experts.
However, Xingyue’s strength wasn’t bad either. Ever since she became the Shura Palace Master and took over the Shura’s inheritance, the two sisters’ cultivation speed had increased rapidly. Very soon, they entered the middle stage of the Great Asura Realm, which was equivalent to the Fire Tribulation Realm.
The two of them were no weaker than the lightning tribulation, so they were qualified to participate in this meeting.
Emperor Yuan sat on the main seat.
He had a square head, round eyes, big ears, and a charmingly naive appearance. Those who saw his 10,000-foot-tall Dharmakaya did not think so.
“Cough Everyone’s here.” Emperor Yuan stood up and looked around.
Eastern Monarch closed his eyes and was at ease.
Southern Monarch’s expression was sinister and evil. Her sharp gaze swept across everyone like a poisonous snake hidden in the dark.
The others had different expressions. The atmosphere was much better than before they had entered the God Realm.
When the Scorching Sun Dynasty surrounded the Reincarnation Palace, some people had thoughts that they shouldn’t have.
“I’m sure everyone knows why we’re here, so I won’t go into details.” Emperor Yuan walked to the center of the hall.
He clapped his hands twice, and the patterns on the black marble slab under his feet lit up.
With Yuan Emperor as the center, the runes were like a spider web that covered the hall with a radius of 100 feet.
Then, the pure white pattern floated in the air, forming a three-dimensional talisman ball.
There was a pitch-black hole in the ball, and extremely cold air spread out.
A chill rose from the bottom of everyone’s hearts.
“These are Netherworld coordinates?” Eastern Monarch clicked his tongue in wonder. This energy was truly pure.
“This old man has never seen such pure energy.” Liu Yishou’s eyes were fixed on the array, and he could not help but feel greedy.
