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As the Black Lotus Envoy was speaking in the distance, a black lotus floated in front of him. As if receiving some signal, the Black Lotus Envoy suddenly turned his head to look at where Tan Wenjie was hiding.

"who!"

Black Lotus unleashed a dazzling burst of light, clearing away the chaotic and turbid air and striking Tan Wenjie precisely.

"boom!"

"Damn it!" Tan Wenjie was forced to expose himself and turned to run away.

However, the Black Lotus Envoy was no less fast than himself. He shouted "Die!" and an iron rod flew out of his hand, heading straight for Tan Wenjie's back.

Tan Wenjie used a thunder hammer to defend himself.

With a clang, they collided, forcing each other to stop moving.

Seeing that the other party had no intention of letting him go, Tan Wenjie had no choice but to temporarily abandon his escape plan and kill one of them to test his skills.

The hammer, crackling with lightning, swung through the underworld, the divine thunder shaking the realm. Countless ghost soldiers who surrounded it were struck by the lightning, some of them instantly vanishing from their souls.

Those who were a little further away dragged their broken souls to the distance.

The eighteen levels of hell are not far away, but the current battlefield situation is even more terrifying than hell itself.

After being blocked, the iron rod came crashing down on his head again.

Both sides were extremely skilled in hand-to-hand combat, and in the blink of an eye, they had exchanged over a hundred blows. The entire underworld was even affected by the commotion, and even the gods surrounded by the Weak Water heard the commotion.

"Boom!"

Tan Wenjie neither dodged nor avoided the iron rod, letting it hit his shoulder. As the pain surged, he also smashed his head against the other man's head with a hammer.

Having completely abandoned their defenses, they stood their necks together as if they were forging iron, neither giving an inch.

A series of loud clanging and banging sounds echoed throughout the underworld.

This is reflected in Tan Wenjie's stats as his armor value dropping drastically.

The opponent's strength was among the top in this world. Not only did he easily break Tan Wenjie's indestructible body with his copper head and iron arms, but each blow could also take away nearly 10,000 points of his life.

With his armor and health points combined, he barely reaches a million; at most, a hundred blows will kill Tan Wenjie on the spot.

However, the Black Lotus Messenger was clearly unable to hold on before Tan Wenjie's life points were reduced to zero.

A single blow from the staff would cause him to suffer even greater recoil damage, and there was also the more powerful hammer. After more than a dozen head-on clashes, the Black Lotus Envoy was covered in blood.

On the other hand, Tan Wenjie's armor value has not been reset to zero, and his status remains 100% intact.

The moment he caught the opponent's hands gripping the stick weakly, two arms quickly appeared behind Tan Wenjie, grabbed the iron rod, and slapped it across the back of the opponent's hand.

"Oh!"

The weapons were taken away.

Just as Tan Wenjie was about to draw the Divine Demon Sword to take it away, a sense of crisis struck. The surrounding space seemed to freeze, and the black lotuses that had completely dealt with the Sun Bull Head quickly converged, and a long-haired figure slowly appeared.

Wutian!

Even though the other party's figure was not fully revealed, the immense magical power was already pressing down on the space, like invisible hammers striking around Tan Wenjie.

A supreme master of the Three Realms, on par with the Buddha, slaughtered the gods and immortals of the Three Realms like stray dogs.

Tan Wenjie immediately kicked the Black Lotus Messenger away, and a train appeared beneath his feet, spinning rapidly with a dazzling tail of flame, before disappearing into the depths of the Netherworld.

"Buddha!"

Upon sensing Wutian's arrival, the Black Lotus Messenger hurriedly got up.

"What happened? Why is there such chaos?"

"Reporting to Buddha, that was a deity disguised as a subordinate. It must be your backup plan to rescue the imprisoned gods and Buddhas."

The ghostly soldiers beside them: "?"

What are you saying?

But strangely enough, I was able to understand what I was hearing.

Wutian said, "Don't worry about the trivial details. The most important thing right now is to find the reincarnated person."

He cared about nothing except the Buddha who was reincarnated.

The Black Lotus Messenger bowed his head and assured, "Rest assured, Buddha, I will definitely find your reincarnation to repay your life-saving grace!"

The ghostly soldiers still piecing together the body beside them: "..."

What are you talking about? And why did you understand it yourself? Is this the level of the Black Lotus Messenger?

……

Tan Wenjie sped along the River of Oblivion, traversing mountains and ridges.

"Wu Tian will definitely come after us."

He had already prepared for the worst. If he were captured by Wutian, he would surrender. All of this was for the peace of the Three Realms. As long as he could complete his mission and protect the Three Realms at the same time, he didn't care who became the Buddha.

"Buzz."

Not long after he stopped, a black lotus indeed caught up with him, and a beam of black light shot out from it and struck his head.

He raised the iron rod in his hand to defend himself, but after being hit, his body was thrown into the air and tumbled uncontrollably. He was then fixed in place by the black light and pulled away.

After the black lotus left, a while later, a stone below shook and transformed back into Tan Wenjie's appearance.

"Walk slowly, don't send."

What was just taken was a single hair of his; I believe it won't be long before it's discovered.

He suddenly turned around and looked behind him. The giant lotus tree swelled up ten more flower buds, and the bodies of ten bull heads could be seen inside.

The soul power that had been stored up was disappearing rapidly.

A defeated bull-headed creature can be resurrected as long as it has enough soul power.

The skin of the [Fengdu Emperor], which he had completely digested and absorbed, and the power of the giant lotus tree from the Frost Marrow Spring that he had fused with, finally began to show their true effects.

As long as you have enough soul power, you can resurrect indefinitely.

He also brought his attention back to the right path.

"You definitely can't get out through the regular channels. The only way to get out quietly now is through the Six Paths of Reincarnation."

Tan Wenjie arrived at the Six Paths of Reincarnation and donned the [Ghost Messenger] skin he hadn't used in a long time. The tall ghost in tattered clothes was inconspicuous here.

"Hey buddy, how do I get to the next life?" He nudged a ghost next to him with his elbow.

The height difference was too great, and I accidentally elbowed the other person in the face.

"I...I don't know either." Perhaps because Tan Wenjie was so tall, the ghost wasn't angry and explained gently, "I just died too."

"Hmm, you look familiar." Tan Wenjie looked at the male ghost who had been elbowed. "Did you bully men and women and force innocent women into prostitution when you were alive?"

"How could you tell that?" The male ghost who had been elbowed was on the verge of tears. "Do I have writing on my face?"

"That's not true."

Tan Wenjie didn't use any supernatural powers; it was clear that it was entirely because the other party was an acquaintance—the unlucky young master who had tried to harass the innocent-looking woman in the mortal realm.

He's still the old-fashioned playboy; you don't see that often these days.

The massacre of an entire family seems a bit serious, but when you think about the girl the other party was trying to woo, who has a three-lifetime karmic connection with Buddha, it suddenly becomes reasonable.

Monks with pimples all over their heads are petty.

Tan Wenjie took a few steps forward and found a group of little demons and ghosts haphazardly directing people to be reincarnated.

Regardless of good or evil, right or wrong, it's all based on first impressions.

This is the true chaos that engulfs the Three Realms.

Buddha reformed the workplace, and not a single deity was sacrificed, but mortals were subjected to thirty-three years of darkness.

Sure enough, he didn't have a good impression of either Wutian or Buddha.

"Someone's trying to break through the checkpoint, don't let him reincarnate!"

"Stop them! Stop them!"

The six realms of reincarnation were in complete chaos, and Tan Wenjie seized the opportunity to jump into the animal realm within the cycle of reincarnation.

Somewhere in the wild mountains.

Tan Wenjie was forcibly brought here by the power of reincarnation. Despite his strength, he was completely unable to break free from the power of reincarnation. This time, he was to be reincarnated into a cowshed in a farmhouse.

As the suction force came, Tan Wenjie quickly threw out the iron rod he had snatched from the Black Lotus Messenger, letting it reincarnate in his place. "Luckily, I learned from Ji Dian."

That's how Ji Dian's fan was delivered back then.

The family, excitedly watching the old cow give birth, shouted, "It's born! It's born!"

"Oh dear, what happened to your son, a club!"

"His father, his father?"

"A monster."

As Tan Wenjie waved his hand to retrieve the iron rod, he left behind a pure gold rod.

If this family is clever enough to save up some gold and spend it slowly, they can live a life of comfort and ease.

From inside the cowshed came shouts again: "Dad, look! It's not a monster, it's gold! Our cows can produce gold!"

Shh, don't let anyone else hear.

Once he was certain that the immediate problem was solved, Tan Wenjie turned and flew away.

The situation in the Netherworld has been basically determined. The primary objective now is the sixteen relics. Whoever obtains the relics will hold the power of discourse.

"Zhen Yuanzi isn't home, shall we go get a few ginseng fruits to try?"

The ginseng fruit held little appeal for him; the Book of Life and Death was now his personal treasure, and he could add as many zeros as he wanted to the end of his lifespan. His master was the Antarctic Immortal, and the Soul-Hooking Messenger was his direct subordinate.

The ginseng fruit, whose scent is said to grant longevity and whose taste is said to add tens of thousands of years, is probably only appealing to Tan Wenjie's cravings.

As he was thinking, he suddenly noticed something was wrong ahead and quickly stopped.

A bird flew across the sky ahead and then disappeared without a trace.

Even if you hold your breath and concentrate to sense it, you can't detect the bird's whereabouts at all.

Tan Wenjie landed quickly, transforming into the Black Lotus Messenger, and lightly stomped the ground with his foot: "Earth God, come out and answer!"

The ball of my foot landed with a loud thud.

A stream of celestial energy shot out from a crack in the loess soil, transforming into a small old man leaning on a cane—a perfect embodiment of the stereotypical image of an old immortal.

Upon seeing Tan Wenjie's transformed Black Lotus Messenger form, the Earth God hurriedly bowed and said, "Greetings, Black Lotus Messenger."

What kind of territory is this?

"Reporting to the messenger, the next step is to leave the Three Realms and head towards Mount Buzhou."

"Mount Buzhou, the pillar of heaven?"

The myth of Gonggong angrily striking Buzhou Mountain, though slightly different in this world, is not far off.

"Exactly."

At that moment, a notification seemed to appear in his mind, as if a "ding" had been made.

Should we continue with the main quest, or go in and try out the side quests first?

After a brief moment of thought, Tan Wenjie strode forward, venturing deep into the mountains, his figure disappearing from sight in an instant.

land:"?"

As a legitimate deity, the local earth god escaped being replaced, but his power was too weak to resist the rule of the tyrannical ruler.

When he first saw the Black Lotus Envoy, he was planning to use a scheme to lure him into Mount Buzhou.

Throughout history, countless gods, immortals, demons, and monsters have accidentally entered it, but none have been able to escape.

This is the first time I've seen someone deliberately courting death.

……

Mount Buzhou is known as the Pillar of Heaven. In the myth, Zhu Rong and Gong Gong fought, and in the end, Gong Gong angrily struck Mount Buzhou.

When Tan Wenjie actually entered the area of ​​Buzhou Mountain, he immediately lost his perception of the Three Realms, including those clones he had thrown out.

He rode the train at breakneck speed, and a day or two passed, but he still hadn't flown away.

After landing, Tan Wenjie drew the Divine Demon Sword and slashed it fiercely with both hands.

Like a dull knife cutting through cowhide, the sword cannot pierce through space; it is held back by the dullness and cannot cut down.

A voice appeared: "This place is Mount Buzhou, boundless and limitless. You think you can escape with your supernatural powers? Absolutely not."

Tan Wenjie sheathed the Divine Demon Sword, and the scenery before him changed; he found himself in a mountain cave.

All around were rows of white bones, as well as weapons and magical artifacts that had lost their divine light scattered everywhere.

There is a game of chess in the center of the cave.

Tan Wenjie possessed the ability to "predict the future," so of course he knew that this was the Zhenlong Chess Game under Buzhou Mountain in the sequel to Journey to the West.

A man with long hair and a rough appearance appeared.

He glanced at Tan Wenjie and said, "This place contains a rare chess game left by two ancient gods, Qingyi and Mayi. You cannot leave without breaking the game."

He raised his hand and gestured around the white bones on the ground, his meaning very clear.

"Playing chess?"

Tan Wenjie pulled out a set of Justice Armor.

This equipment was created by combining the best of magic, Apokolips technology, Kryptonian computers, and other superior technologies, and it is equipped with a top-of-the-line computer.

"What's this?" the long-haired man, who still wanted to tell a story, asked, puzzled.

"Play chess."

"You understand chess?"

"don't know."

Despite claiming he didn't understand, Tan Wenjie, now clad in his armor of justice, had already picked up a chess piece and casually placed it down.

It's time to give the chess masters a technological shock, something that belongs to AlphaGo.

"Wait!" The long-haired man hurriedly stopped him. "It seems you really don't understand chess. This move is a dead end. I've been studying this place for hundreds of thousands of years and still haven't been able to solve it. You... huh?"

Tan Wenjie, however, seemed to play the game without needing to think, and in just a short while, the game was solved.

Although the masters are very good at chess, in terms of arithmetic, the universe-top-level "AlphaGo" is clearly superior, especially with Tan Wenjie's "spoiler" solution of "living against all odds" and the ability to perform trillions of calculations per second, the game was solved in the blink of an eye.

"Rumble..."

A stone gate opened in the distance.

A headless corpse stood there, with a large, unassuming axe beside it.

“That’s the Great God Xingtian.” The long-haired man’s throat was dry.

He hasn't even read his own lines yet, so should he explain the background story? If he doesn't, the flow seems off, and besides, he's been here for hundreds of thousands of years, which is pretty boring.

But to say it now would seem too deliberate. After all, a mysterious chess game built on ancient stories spanning hundreds of thousands of years could be solved in a short time, making the story seem unconvincing.

Seeing Tan Wenjie reach for the axe, he said, "That's the axe of the Great God Xingtian, called the Xuan Tian Giant Axe. This axe... you!"

Tan Wenjie had already reached out and grabbed the Xuan Tian Giant Axe.

【Mysterious Heavenly Giant Axe (Divine Weapon/Magic Weapon/Treasure): The weapon of the Great God Xing Tian, ​​who once slew the Heavenly Emperor. Damage +10, Spell Penetration +10. Trait 1: Hardness; Trait 2: Size at Will; Trait 3: Primordial Spirit Self-Healing; Aura Skill: Burning Heaven White Light (Enemies within a five-mile radius suffer continuous damage); Decapitation: Unleashes 200% of its own power as damage, releasing white light to take the head of the enemy.】

He was just missing a suitable weapon, and it was an area-of-effect aura weapon. With it in hand, 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals were really nothing.

Judging from the equipment's characteristics, which increase magic penetration, Xing Tian in this world seems to be a mage.

"What's wrong?" Tan Wenjie put away the Xuan Tian Giant Axe, turned around and asked.

"Do you know..." the long-haired man said, sounding a little annoyed.

"Tell a story? Sure." Tan Wenjie sat down, gesturing for the other person to begin.

"I……"

You've taken all the good stuff, what's the point of talking anymore!

"Not going to talk? Then I'm leaving." Tan Wenjie reached out to grab Xing Tian's corpse.

It's a waste to leave it here; it's better to use it to cultivate your own war god.

The long-haired man's expression suddenly changed: "Wait, what are you going to do!"

What kind of calamity has arrived? Why is it eating and taking everything? In his 140,000 years of living in seclusion at the bottom of the mountain, he has never encountered such a bizarre deity. (End of Chapter)