This is so dishonest!

Chapter 305 Xuanqing: How are you all?
"Is it just my imagination? Why do I feel like there aren't any powerful beings in the entire Netherworld?"

After the three members of the Qilin group landed, they arrived at the westernmost point of the Underworld—Jinqiu.

This corresponds to the primordial western wilderness, a vast territory with endless golden sand dunes stretching as far as the eye can see.

"This underworld looks just like the primordial world at the beginning of time, everything is so new!"

As the Immortal of Heaven and Earth walked through the Netherworld, he discovered that apart from the occasional ghost, he did not perceive anything that could threaten him.

Of course, Qiankun knew that the Underworld had the Emperor of Fengdu.

But in this vast world, as boundless as the primordial land, where is the Emperor of Fengdu?
"It really is new!"

The First Qilin said, "There don't seem to be many creatures in the Underworld. I even discovered some blessed lands, but they are only in the gestation stage and have not yet fully formed."

Unlike his two companions, the First Qilin had been to the Netherworld.

However, the underworld at that time was shrouded in mist, a pure dark world, no different from chaos.

Unexpectedly, this time the mist only lingered in the chaotic Nether Sea.

When they came ashore, they found everything was new, like entering a new continent.

"This is a completely unexplored world, it's incredibly valuable!"

The Divine Demon God did not appear; he hid in the shadow of the Immortal of Heaven and Earth: "Even if there are a few reclusive powerhouses in the Underworld, it is absolutely impossible for them to truly monopolize the entire Underworld."

"Perhaps we can make our move here and establish a foothold in this boundless territory."

Don't be too optimistic.

Qiankun Immortal said, "The ancestor of ghost immortals, the Great Emperor of Fengdu, is not to be trifled with."

"As someone capable of establishing a celestial lineage, even if he cannot control the entire Underworld, he definitely holds a pivotal position within it!"

"Those immortal scriptures above the Nether Sea were definitely placed there by him, specifically to educate ghost immortals."

Qiankun Immortal thought of the issue of the development of ghost immortals discussed by the Great Emperor of Fengdu at the Immortal Dao Conference, and complained about the scarcity of ghosts.

Looking at it now, it really is true.

He saw many different kinds of demons along the way.

However, compared to the entire Netherworld, this size is just a drop in the ocean.

In fact, the Immortal of Heaven and Earth did not know.

If they had arrived any earlier, they wouldn't have seen a single ghost.

The Demon God said nonchalantly, "It's not like I said we have to fight him!"

"We can set up some temples in the desolate areas of the underworld, hide them, and then see how things develop before making a decision."

Gods and demons, they just love to hide.

This underworld is too vast, with few gods and countless unclaimed blessed lands.

For the gods and demons, this was practically a promised land.

Find a corner of the underworld to hide in, and who can find you?

"Let's put aside the matter of occupying the Netherworld for now. We're here to explore, so let's move forward a bit more."

Shi Qilin remained calm, calculating the time as he tried to obtain as much true information about the Netherworld as possible.

They passed through the void and continued on their way.

As they walked, the celestial phenomena gradually changed.

Hoo ho ho! ! !
The gentle breeze began to howl rapidly, gradually becoming violent and turning into a gale.

The sand went from flying everywhere to being rampant and domineering; the combination of strong winds and angry sand created a sandstorm.

The sandstorm roared and blew across the land, stirring up a thick layer of dust.

In an instant, sand and stones flew everywhere, and the sky darkened.

A strong wind carrying sand and dust pressed down, turning the whole world gray and yellow.

In a moment, it seemed as if the entire world was about to be swallowed up by the sandstorm.

Only a blood moon struggled in the sky, sometimes pushed away by the sandstorm, sometimes squeezing in again, swirling into a bright spot that flickered between strong and weak against the gray-yellow sky.

"Is the time up?" The First Qilin stood calmly in the raging wind. His senses were not wrong; there was still time.

"No, there's still an incense stick's time!" The Divine Treasure Demon God confirmed his thoughts.

"To advance or to retreat?" Qiankun Immortal said indifferently. Since he had disguised himself, he wasn't afraid of being exposed.

The First Qilin narrowed its eyes, and through the raging wind and sandstorm, its gaze traversed endless time and space to see a verdant expanse.

A city hangs high above the fertile plains.

All ghosts gathered together to enjoy ultimate bliss.

"It seems this is the only way we can go this time." Shi Qilin regretfully withdrew his gaze.
A pungent, bloody aura had already permeated the storm.

"The visitor is evil!"

The sky and earth were dark, and the shadows on the ground became blurred.

The Divine Treasure Demon God did not appear; he was still surprised that his Dao Fruit had failed.

[Strange, our state hasn't been broken yet. To anyone, we three Great Luo Immortals are just dust in this Golden Hill. How could we be discovered?]

The Supreme Being of the Great Luo Realm sees all.

This is not true.

However, the God of the Hidden Demon God never expected that even after he had gone so far in "transforming the false into the true," his supernatural powers could still be broken.

"I am the city lord of the City of the Wrongfully Dead. Welcome, fellow cultivators, to the territory of the City of the Wrongfully Dead!"

A fierce wind howled, sandstorms raged, and a pair of scarlet eyes appeared on the horizon, staring at the First Qilin and Qiankun with a hint of mockery. "Fellow Daoist, may we pass?" Qiankun Immortal asked loudly.

"Let them through?"

Amidst the storm, Styx pulled the Yuan Tu sword from between his brows, blood trickling down his face, making him appear terrifying.
"It's impossible to let them pass."

"However, my City of the Wrongfully Dead is lacking a few more wronged ghosts. I feel that you two fellow Daoists are destined to meet. Why don't you come with me to sit in the city for a while?"

He wouldn't need to hide his identity anymore.

During the Battle of the Blood Sea, all the gods of the primordial world knew that the Lord of the Blood Sea and the Emperor of Fengdu were bosom friends.

"Fellow Daoist, you are too kind. We are destined to meet but not to be together!"

The First Qilin clasped his hands in a fist salute towards the void: "Until we meet again!"

He was very rational; he and the Immortal of Heaven and Earth turned and left.

"Leave? The underworld isn't a place you can come and go as you please!"

Roar! !

A roar came from the sky.

Sand and stones danced wildly in the sky, and in an instant, dark miasma filled the sky, falling straight down to the earth like a sharp sword being drawn from its sheath, slicing down from the heavens.

The First Qilin's eyes narrowed, and two cold silver beams shot out, exploding in the endless sandstorm.

Styx revealed himself, sneered, and swung his sword again.

The crimson sword energy surged forth in an instant, sweeping across the entire sky. The terrifying sword light was blinding, heading straight for the First Qilin.

"So it's the Lord of the Blood Sea."

The Immortal of Heaven and Earth gazed at the blood-clad deity in the storm and waved his hand to cleanse the myriad grains of sand.

In an instant, Tao and reason intertwined, and technique and law converged, with each crystal-clear grain of sand shining like a gemstone, radiating a captivating brilliance.

Boom! !

In an instant, the Immortal of Heaven and Earth gathered sand into a tower, a tower that illuminates the entire world and reaches to the heavens.

This nine-story tower is both illusory and real. Between the illusion and reality, a sense of sacredness is revealed, as if it were eternal and immortal.

when! !

The moment Styx's killing sword made contact with the pagoda, it was deflected.

"Go!" The Immortal Qiankun flung the pagoda in his hand.

The pagoda is covered with endless divine patterns, and it is inscribed with the myriad paths of heaven and earth, as well as all rivers, lakes and mountains, and can mobilize the boundless spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

A single drop of water on it can transform into a vast ocean; a single stone can become the sacred Kunlun Mountain.

The colossal tower stood tall, reaching straight into the clouds, its immense pressure radiating outwards. The Immortal of Heaven and Earth actually intended to shake the Styx River directly down from the heavens.

"Hmph!" Styx snorted coldly, and stamped his foot, causing red light to surge.

The defense of the Twelfth Grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus is activated.

"Boom!!!"

A terrifying wave spread in all directions.

~~~
"Who's fighting?"

Such a great battle startled the gods who had been sneaking into the underworld.

"Who are they? Why are they fighting? It's terrifying!"

Beside Jiu Feng, the hooded boy covered his ears and trembled all over.

"So the gods have been discovered so quickly?" Zhen Yuanzi, who had just come ashore, looked at the battle in surprise and breathed a sigh of relief.

Luckily, I walked slowly, otherwise I would have been the one stuck in the traffic jam.

"We can't tell the origin of that pagoda. Who is this deity?" Jieyin and Zhunti were even more cautious, so they remained hidden among the Chaos Ghosts.

Wherever these Chaos Demons go, they go too, never falling behind.

"Forget about them, let's explore!" The fellow disciples had a clear goal: to "mess around"!
Just take a look.

Everyone went about their own business, taking a detour to avoid the battlefield.

"How are you all?"

Just then, a warm greeting suddenly rang out.

All the gods who had secretly entered the underworld heard it clearly.

Their hearts skipped a beat.

"broken!"

The southern part of the underworld.

Within the sacred mountain corresponding to the Field of Tohiro.

The blue-robed deity who had just smuggled himself into the underworld turned and left without a second thought.

Then he crashed into the world barrier.

"hiss!"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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