This is so dishonest!

Chapter 504 What is a privately-run underworld?
"Xuanyuan, now I understand exactly what's wrong with your Chan Sect's sect."

Before the Jiuli army, Chi You witnessed Dizang being defeated by Chi Jingzi, and gained a deeper understanding of the true strength of the Chan Sect immortals.

Before this, he really didn't understand the immortals of the Chan Sect at all.

But he knows about Ksitigarbha.

Ksitigarbha had stayed in their Jiuli tribe for quite some time. How could Chi You not know how abstract the other party was?
However, this very being, who can be called a leader in the "abstract world," was defeated today by Chi Jingzi of the Chan Sect.

One can imagine how abstract the immortals of the Chan Sect must be.

Upon hearing Chi You's voice transmission, which carried a mixture of lingering fear and relief, Xuanyuan couldn't help but chuckle.

While directing his army to stabilize their position, he cheerfully replied:

"I've already told you to stay hidden in the great formation and not to show your face or run into my master and uncles."

Chi You deeply agreed.

“You’re absolutely right, so I think we have to nip this danger in the bud!”

He suddenly turned around and directed the eighty-one brothers who had been waiting behind him for a long time.

"Brothers! Charge!"

Chi You's eighty-one brothers immediately understood and unanimously unleashed the Dutian Shensha Banner in their hands.

Rumble~~~
Eighty-one pitch-black banners, swirling with endless malevolent energy, swelled in the wind, blotting out the sky and instantly enveloping the entire battlefield.

The wilderness of Zhuolu seemed to be plunged into an eternal night.

Immediately afterwards, the sounds of ghosts wailing and gods howling rang out, and a magnificent battle formation, so grand that it defied description, suddenly appeared.

"Defeat Youxiong and capture Xuanyuan alive!"

Chi You activated the great formation, and boundless baleful energy transformed into a giant hand that lunged towards Xuanyuan.

Xuanyuan was dumbfounded. He turned his chariot around and immediately retreated.

"Pangu's Lotus, Da You, you have no martial ethics, you just unleash your ultimate skill at the slightest disagreement!"

The moment the Great Array of Heavenly Gods and Demons was unleashed, the terrifying aura it emitted, which seemed capable of recreating the earth, water, fire, and wind, and rebuilding the primordial world, startled all the deities present.

"Don't panic, my disciple (nephew), we're coming!"

Thirteen dazzling streaks of light, like comets piercing the night, shot into the sky.

The immortals of the Chan Sect, including Guangchengzi, Chijingzi, Yunzhongzi, and Huanglong Zhenren, all unleashed their divine weapons and spiritual treasures, transforming them into an indestructible protective barrier that firmly safeguarded Xuanyuan.

"A mere remnant army dares to act so arrogantly here!"

High in the sky, a clear and majestic dragon's roar echoed.

Just moments ago, Yinglong was fiercely battling the Wind God and the Rain Master, but he suddenly broke free from his opponents' entanglement and descended from the sky.

She stood in mid-air, clad in golden armor, cloud-patterned boots, and wielding a long halberd, exuding a heroic and valiant air.

Her golden dragon eyes were fixed on the imposing array in front of her, filled with a fierce fighting spirit.

"I want to see for myself how much of your former divine power your Heavenly God and Demon Formation still retains."

"Hehe, if you want to try it, why don't you go into the formation yourself and find out?"

From the core of the great formation came Chi You's domineering response.

The Tiger Soul Battle Blade in his hand emitted a deafening tiger's roar.

At this moment, the countless acupoints on his body shone with dazzling divine light, just like stars in the night sky.

Faintly, behind Chi You's imposing figure, a larger and more terrifying giant slowly materialized.

The giant stood tall, looking down upon all living beings.

Each of its six thick arms held a sorcerer's weapon, and its three faces roared simultaneously.

"witch!"

Chi You's eyes shone brightly, seemingly containing the power of time and space.

Its spine is as straight as a dragon's, and its internal organs radiate light, evolving the power of the five elements: metal, wood, water, fire, and earth.

With a single breath, winds rose and clouds surged, and the celestial phenomena changed drastically.

With arms outstretched, a thunder dragon roared, and electric pythons coiled around it.

Chi You's iron-eating beast stood on its four legs, its black, white, and dark colors creating a space, and it was also a fierce and evil spirit.

Inspired by Chi You, the warriors of Jiuli were fearless and their powerful martial arts energy soared to the heavens, changing the color of the sky and earth.

Faced with such a terrifying, world-destroying scene, Yinglong showed no fear whatsoever; instead, he revealed a smile full of appreciation and excitement.

"What a worthy ruler of the Nine Li! What a magnificent celestial fiend!"

The next moment, Yinglong's heroic figure transformed into a golden streak of light that tore through the heavens and earth, and charged straight into the formation.

"Roar!!!"

In an instant, the demons within the formation roared, and countless fierce souls howled in anger.

Streaks of pitch-black malevolent energy, powerful enough to tear apart the protective divine light of a Great Luo Golden Immortal, surged forth from all directions like living tentacles, frantically coiling towards the intruding figure.

However, Yinglong's figure shone even more brightly in this endless darkness.

"All evils retreat!"

Yinglong suddenly swept his dragon-patterned halberd forward.

A golden light, perfectly circular, suddenly erupted from her center.

"boom!!!"

Where the golden light passed, the extremely fierce black evil energy was instantly evaporated and purified, just like snow meeting the scorching sun, leaving not a trace behind.

"Good job!"

From the core of the great formation came Chi You's voice, filled with praise and fighting spirit.

"Eat my axe!"

The supreme demon god with three heads and six arms, formed by the combined efforts of Chi You and his eighty-one brothers, wielded his giant axe with an aura that seemed to tear everything apart, and cleaved down towards Ying Long.

"go with!"

The dragon-patterned halberd in her hand transformed from bottom to top into a golden dragon soaring against the heavens, meeting the pitch-black giant axe.

"clang!!!"

The sound of metal clashing resounded throughout the entire heavens and earth.

Yinglong's figure swayed slightly under the terrifying force.

"Not bad!"

Yinglong's beautiful eyes shone brightly.

Instead of retreating, she advanced, launching an even more ferocious charge towards the enormous demon god.

"Come again!"

In an instant, the core area of ​​the entire Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation transformed into a deathly domain interwoven with gold and black.

~~~~~
High above the heavens, within the Xuanyuan camp.

Guang Chengzi, the leader of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect, was now staring intently at the Great Array of the Heavenly Gods and Demons with a solemn expression.

He clearly saw that Yinglong, with his incomparably powerful strength, was locked in a fierce battle with the supreme demon god transformed from Chiyou in the core area of ​​the killing formation.

However, the Great Array of Heavenly Gods and Demons was jointly presided over by Chi You and his eighty-one brothers.

Furthermore, it is supported by the inexhaustible martial arts energy and blood of the Jiuli tribe, which is constantly circulating and has almost no flaws.

Guang Chengzi understood that although Fellow Daoist Yinglong was incredibly brave, he had ultimately entered the formation alone.

It's unlikely that they'll be able to extricate themselves in the short term.

He looked at his fellow disciples and said, "This formation is dangerous and should not be underestimated."

"We can no longer stand by and watch Fellow Daoist Yinglong fight alone. Let's attack together!"

"Order!"

The immortals of the Chan Sect responded in unison and charged straight into the great formation.

"Stop them! We must not let them into the enemy lines!"

Within Chi You's camp, those deities who had long been on high alert against the immortals of the Chan Sect shouted loudly.

Fearing that these strangely skilled immortals of the Chan Sect might actually find a way to break the formation, they all stepped forward to intercept them.

In an instant, the void outside the Great Array of Heavenly Gods and Demons transformed into an even more chaotic battlefield.

"Go!"

A black whisk, formed from the essence of endless Ren water, silently emerged from the void.

The three thousand dust threads on it were each as heavy as a mountain, like three thousand evil dragons charging towards Chi Jingzi, who was at the forefront.

"Well done!"

Chi Jingzi laughed loudly and then summoned the Water and Fire Sword on his back.

One whisk shimmered with water, the other roared with fire. The two energies of water and fire merged and transformed into a profound Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram, which held back the fierce and unparalleled black whisk.

"fall!"

On the other side, a deity wearing a purple-gold crown and a Bagua robe made hand seals, summoning endless tribulation lightning from the heavens.

A deafening roar was heard.

Four thick bolts of divine lightning, each displaying a color of "blue, red, yellow, and white," roared down from the sky like four ancient thunder dragons that had come to life, striking directly at the top of Guang Chengzi's head.

However, Guang Chengzi didn't even glance at it.

The simple, apricot-yellow Taoist robe he wore suddenly blossomed with ten thousand golden lotuses and a thousand auspicious rays.

It is the innate spiritual treasure "Sweeping Cloud Robe".

The four terrifying bolts of divine lightning, powerful enough to kill an ordinary Grand Luo Golden Immortal, were completely neutralized the moment they came into contact with this defensive magical treasure, as if they had been thrown into the sea by a mud ox.

"I'm usually the one attacking other people's crown chakra, this is the first time they've targeted me like this!"

Guang Chengzi took revenge on the spot if he had a grudge.

He directly unleashed the Heaven-Turning Seal.

"what!"

The deity had nowhere to hide, and his spirit shattered on the spot, resulting in his untimely death.

"May you die, my fellow Daoist!"

All the immortals and gods in Chi You's camp offered their congratulations.

"Watch the fight!"

Not far away, Taiyi Zhenren spotted an opening after his opponent cast a spell.

Without hesitation, he threw down the Nine Dragons Fire Cover he was holding.

"receive!"

Just as the divine fire shield was about to fall, transforming into an endless fiery domain that would scorch the heavens and boil the seas.

Within Chi You's camp, an immortal dressed in a star-patterned Taoist robe sneered and calmly began to perform a magic hand seal.

Three strange ring-shaped magical treasures, each displaying the colors of gold, silver, and black, flew out from his sleeve, swelled in the wind, and instantly occupied the three mysterious positions of "heaven, earth, and man".

It shimmered with incomparably brilliant light, and actually formed a huge spatial vortex in mid-air, taking in all the overwhelming Nine Dragons Fire.

At that very moment, on another battlefield, Cihang Daoren finally revealed her fierce side.

With a gentle flick of her emerald green willow branch, she unleashed a divine light brimming with boundless vitality, repelling a demonic cultivator who had launched a sneak attack.

"Senior sister, it's me!" Meng Huai shouted.

Cihang Zhenren sneered: "To save your life, you're even calling me 'Senior Sister'?"

She swiftly smashed the crystal-clear, smooth, jade-like mutton-fat jade bottle down with a powerful motion.

Meng Huai fled in panic, covering his head.

"This treasure is destined for me!"

A female immortal appeared in the void.

Her figure was shrouded in a hazy, ethereal light, obscuring her features.

She raised her delicate hand and gently pulled out a golden hairpin from the top of her head.

In the blink of an eye, the golden hairpin transformed into an incomparably sharp golden divine sword, its sword energy soaring to the heavens. It struck the jade bottle, sending it flying backward. Then, the female immortal flicked her water sleeves, attempting to snatch the jade bottle away.

"How brave!"

Seeing this, Julusun reached out and summoned a bright, shimmering immortal rope, which slithered through the void like a venomous snake, intending to capture the other party when he was not paying attention.

Another black-clad immortal in the void laughed:
"The Immortal Binding Rope? I haven't seen it in a while, I miss it."

With a flick of his wrist, he captured the Immortal God.

"Who are you, fellow Daoist?" Ju Liusun chased after him with his sword drawn. He hadn't expected that besides the [Turtle and Snake Immortal], there was actually a deity who could directly capture the Binding Immortal God.

The black-clad immortal fought and retreated, saying, "We are all people caught in this calamity, why ask where we came from?" (See Chapter 68 for details about this immortal; those with strong moral principles should not read this.)
"Just know that when we used the Immortal Binding Rope, you didn't even know where you were."

Ju Liusun felt a chill run down his spine, knowing that the black-clad immortal before him was most likely a reclusive old monster.

The two sides continued their battles, and the immortals of the Chan Sect were being closely watched by some old guys, leaving them no time to spare.

At this moment, the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden descended to the mortal realm.

She passed on to Xuanyuan several volumes of military treatises, as well as a battle formation diagram.

"According to this formation, Chief Xuanyuan will send men to Liupo Mountain to kill the Kui Niu and make war drums from its hide. This will defeat Chi You!"

Xuanyuan took the military treatise and battle formation diagram, turned and handed them to Feng Hou beside him, asking, "Can you set up this formation?"

Feng Hou was a formation prodigy whom Xuanyuan had found.

He studied the Xuan Nu's military treatises and battle formations for a while, then patted his chest and guaranteed:

"can!"

"Good!" Xuanyuan laughed.

"Limu, I'll trouble you to make the trip to Liupo Mountain!"

"The last general takes command!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Li Mu, the top general under Xuanyuan, headed straight for the East Sea, soaring through the air.

"Damn it, Flying Thunder True Monarch got the better deal!"

When the Primordial Great Luo saw Li Mu's things, he instantly understood where Xuanyuan's target was.

They looked up to the sky and sighed, "This old fellow is really lucky. Even though he didn't go through the great calamity, he still has a tremendous amount of good fortune coming his way."

"As long as True Monarch Flying Thunder cooperates, his death can become the turning point of this great calamity."

"When the time comes, facing the ultimate void and heading towards the Great Nothingness, will there still be any worry about not having a guiding light to return to?"

~~~~~~
Just as the Battle of Zhuolu was escalating, the aura of calamity in the heavens and earth grew increasingly intense.

Normally, those who are about to be robbed at this time will be affected by the calamity energy to some extent.

However, the saints still maintained absolute rationality at this time.

This is not only because the immortals and gods who participated in the final battle were all highly skilled, but also because the two human emperors, Fuxi and Shennong, were suppressing the human destiny in the Fire Cloud Cave.

Another, more important reason is that most of the negative effects caused by this great war were absorbed by a certain god.

who?

General!

Above the Immortal Mountain in the far north.

A terrifying cloud of calamity, resembling a giant black funnel, is slowly forming.

It spun wildly, drawing in all the resentment, malevolent energy, death energy, and murderous aura generated by the Battle of Zhuolu from within the Three Realms.

At the very bottom of that calamity cloud funnel, directly opposite, was a pitch-black coffin formed from countless negative energies.

The coffin, which should have been lifeless, now seemed to come alive, opening and closing rhythmically, breathing in and out boundless calamity energy.

Above the coffin lid, the wisp of life flame, personally ignited by the [Wood Demon God], was not extinguished by this terrifying calamity.

On the contrary, under its dense shroud, it appeared so dazzling and eerily beautiful.

I don’t know how long it took.

Finally, after absorbing a massive amount of calamity energy, the ancient cyan lamp of life shone with unparalleled brilliance.

"Oh!"

A deep yet loud bang came from inside the dark coffin.

The next moment, the tightly closed coffin lid creaked open with a sickening sound, slowly opening to one side.

A pale, almost transparent, yet incredibly long and perfect hand emerged from the endless darkness and gently rested on the cold rim of the coffin.

Immediately afterwards, a deity rose from the darkness.

His black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, making his skin appear cold and white like porcelain, with a hint of sickly chill.

The deity opened his eyes, which were devoid of any emotion or brilliance.

There was only a void and a sense of emptiness, like the purest nothingness at the beginning of the universe.

He looked around at the desolate and dark environment, a hint of confusion in his expression.

"who I am?"

He murmured softly, his voice hoarse and unfamiliar.

The moment he asked that question.

Like a flood bursting its banks, countless fragmented memories flooded into his mind in an instant.

He possesses the memories of Shen Ni, the ferocious beast king who ruled over all beasts.

It possesses the memories of a corpse that was once a chaotic demon god, living in a daze and only knowing how to kill.

Even more so, there were scattered traces of thought left behind by the chaotic demons who created him during the ritual.

Numerous bizarre and fantastical images flashed rapidly through his mind like a revolving lantern.

The chaotic, complex, and contradictory cause and effect contained within it is enough to cause any Great Luo Golden Immortal to have their Dao heart collapse instantly and fall into complete madness.

But this man, who had just woken up, endured the extreme pain and sorted out these chaotic memories one by one.

However, after he had sorted all of this out...

His expression became even more bewildered.

"So...who am I, really?"

Am I a god of rebellion? Or am I someone who looks at each other?
Or is it just a meaningless substitute created by those demons?

He was questioning his own existence.

Just then, the talisman affixed to the black coffin moved without wind and floated down in front of the deity.

He subconsciously reached out his pale hand and grasped the talisman that exuded a gentle Taoist aura.

"General... Minister?"

The moment he uttered the name, an unprecedented joy welled up in his heart.

"So I am Jiang Chen!"

A genuine, radiant smile finally appeared on Jiang Chen's pale face.

He understood his true name.

It's like a ghost that has been wandering in endless nothingness finally establishing a unique anchor point in the real world.

It gave my existence real meaning.

He is very happy.

This pure joy made him eager to embrace this new world.

Jiang Chen immediately crawled out of the dark coffin that had bound him for who knows how long.

He casually picked up the ancient blue lamp that still exuded a faint sense of life.
In the blink of an eye, Jiang Chen had completely refined it.

Before long, a ghostly green light, even more dazzling and eerie than the previous flame of life, suddenly shone throughout the core area of ​​the Undying Mountain.

Filled with curiosity and joy, he wandered around the vast and boundless Undying Mountain.

The Undying Mountain is very large.

Because this entire Dao Domain is itself a complete Great Luo Universe created by Shen Ni back then.

Its interior space is so vast that it can contain countless universes.

However, for Jiang Chen at this moment, this place is very small.

In just a short while, he had already explored every corner of this Great Luo Universe.

"Let's go out for a walk."

Jiang Chen stood atop the Immortal Mountain, gazing at the primordial world outside, a world brimming with life and strife, and murmured to himself.

The next moment, his figure disappeared from the spot.

Jiang Chen set foot on the primordial land for the first time.

However, what he saw along the way was an extremely terrifying scene.

No matter how vibrant the plants or how tenacious the spiritual roots, they will wither and decay in an instant under the influence of his invisible aura, turning into ashes.

He seemed to be the opposite of all life in this world, the embodiment of all end and death.

Even more strangely, countless lonely ghosts, remnants of spirits, and vengeful demons seemed to be summoned by some force, and involuntarily converged on the location where Jiang Chen was.

They followed behind Jiang Chen, forming an ever-growing and increasingly terrifying army of the undead.

Jiang Chen made no attempt to drive away these uninvited "followers" who had come from behind him.

He simply let them follow him.

He, on the other hand, continued to wander freely across this vast and desolate land, enjoying the scenery he had never seen before.

Later, more and more ghosts gathered behind him.

In order to better manage them, Jiang Chen, referring to the [Human Emperor Banner] in his memory, forged a "Ten Thousand Souls Banner".

The moment this banner appeared, the unique Dao fluctuations emanating from it, which commanded all souls and gave orders to the dead, instantly resonated with something in the darkness.

Deep within the endless chaos, the Heavenly Dao Essence within that strange space sensed it almost immediately.

He quickly calculated with his fingers, and a smile of surprise and delight immediately appeared on his face.

"Hahaha!"

"He actually forged the 'Ten Thousand Souls Banner' on his own initiative without any guidance?"

"Very good! Truly a born bad seed!"

"In that case, I'll lend you another hand!"

After saying that, Tiandao Jing suddenly waved his hand, and the [Human Emperor Banner] that he had always carried on his shoulder emitted a buzzing sound, and actually took the initiative to resonate with the Myriad Soul Banner in the distant Primordial World.

In the ancient world.

Jiang Chen stared in astonishment at the long banner he had just forged, feeling the terrifying power within it that had suddenly surged countless times.

He subconsciously waved the Ten Thousand Souls Banner gently towards the boundless army of ghosts behind him.

In an instant, another change occurred.

Behind him, countless illusory ghosts screamed in agony upon coming into contact with the strange light emanating from the Myriad Souls Banner.

Its originally illusory spirit is actually condensing and materializing at a speed visible to the naked eye!

They transformed into a new species with hardened bodies, blue faces and fangs, who are ageless, immortal, and indestructible—zombies!
“This is unreasonable!!!”

Almost the instant the first zombie was born, the entire Netherworld trembled.

"Which blind fool dares to establish a separate 'private underworld' in the mortal realm?"

"Isn't this stealing business from the underworld?!"

Countless ghosts and gods in the underworld immediately noticed this sudden change in the mortal realm.

They were furious.

A terrifying aura, filled with endless Yin energy, surged into the sky from the depths of the Netherworld Blood Sea.

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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