The Twelve Ancestral Witches, Splitting the Weird Plateau with an Axe

Chapter 152 We Meet Again, the Prison Emperor
"boom!"

Meteorites exploded one after another in the starry sky, like a blooming rain of mist.

Every brilliant scene means the explosion of a star fragment, so beautiful that it makes people tremble.

This was a shocking showdown. Even though the meteorite was protected by countless magic arrays, it was shattered into pieces at this moment and then turned into cosmic dust.

The underworld was almost evaporated, all kinds of ghost spirits collapsed, and the city disintegrated in an instant.

The ancient formation that several Saint Kings combined could not break was turned into dust by this axe light.

"What kind of formation is this? It actually transcends the Yuantian formation."

The red-haired monster murmured something, and its entire body seemed a little unreal at the moment.

"The Great Array of the Gods and Demons of the Capital Heaven."

The chaotic energy surged, and Li Qingxu's figure appeared.

This attack of his is unstoppable unless you are at the Great Sage level.

Even if the Great Sage did not use any tricks, he would still be in danger of dying if hit by this axe.

Not to mention the red-haired monster who was only at the Saint level. If he hadn't stopped, the axe light alone would have destroyed it.

"The later generations were able to evolve the formation to such an extreme level. They are truly worthy of being called the Golden Age."

"What are you going to do with me?"

The red-haired monster sighed.

"Talk to the current master of the underworld."

Li Qingxu used the half of the reincarnation seal in the red-haired monster's body as a guide, plus the void power of this star field, to connect to the underworld!

As he stretched out his hand and pointed, infinite light shot up into the sky, and all the cosmic energy of the starry sky gathered at one point.

The next moment, the half of the Samsara Seal that absorbed the power of the starry sky exploded violently.

Endless death energy surged out, as if another universe had descended into this place.

And in the center of that underworld that looked like the universe, a pair of cold and dead eyes emerged.

Even though it is not really connected to the underworld, wisps of supreme divine power still permeate.

"We meet again."

"Prison Emperor."

Li Qingxu greeted with a smile.

"You have challenged the underworld again and again. Do you really think I dare not come out to look for you now?"

The sound was icy cold yet it shook the universe, like the brilliant sound of heaven.

"Don't you want to know the news about the Dark Emperor? Don't you want to know the news about the Immortal Path? There are people in this world who can become immortals."

Li Qingxu smiled and stood proudly in the air.

A green lotus slowly hung above his head, the lotus leaves trembled, the void shattered, and chaotic energy surged.

As he finished his last sentence, the entire universe suddenly shook, as if it had touched the unspeakable.

"The Eternal Blue Sky has only one lotus. The Blue Emperor's soldiers are not enough, unless the Blue Emperor himself comes. Unfortunately, he has already passed away, and the killing intent has also dissipated."

The eyes of the Prison Emperor moved, and it seemed that a figure flashed by.

It's just a Green Emperor's weapon, and he himself has three. They are both emperors, so who is worse than who?

As for becoming an immortal, from the mythological era to the present day, who has been able to do so, not even the Emperor!

"How can you be sure that the Green Emperor has passed away? The Dark Emperor hasn't died yet. Do you think Wu Shi really died eighty thousand years ago?"

Li Qingxu looked directly into those cold and dead eyes without any fear, but the words he said shocked the owner of those eyes.

"impossible!"

It was visible to the naked eye that the underworld seemed to be experiencing a horrible vibration. The breath of death came from the unknown underworld, across who knows how many galaxies, as if it was about to destroy the world.

Obviously, Li Qingxu's words made him no longer calm, especially the last sentence, Wu Shi, which made him feel a little scared. Wu Shi was the most powerful emperor in ancient times, suppressing the nine heavens and ten earths. There was no one he couldn't deal with. He was invincible and undefeated throughout his life, and even the forbidden areas of life were silenced.

As powerful as the underworld, with a heritage as long as eons, it could only keep a low profile in the face of the Wu Shi Great Emperor, sealing itself in immortal treasures, not daring to fight back against the world.

And at this moment, this young man actually said that Wu Shi might not be dead.

How could this not be surprising, how could this not make him afraid.

He was fully aware of some of the things that the underworld did to Yao Chi, and he had even participated in them.

"What do you want to do by telling me this?"

The Prison Emperor regained his composure, his eyes still cold, as if it wasn't him who had spoken just now.

Wu Shi died eighty thousand years ago. This is the common conclusion reached by people at their level.

That incident eighty thousand years ago really shocked all of them. No one had expected that Wu Shi could live to the modern era.

It's a pity that even such a man could only end up alone in a lonely mountain.

If he appears again, there is only one possibility, that is, he will establish himself in the fairyland.

But the road to becoming an immortal is doomed to be lonely, and the world will never see him again. It is impossible for him to enter the immortal realm eighty thousand years in advance!
The real Wu Shi Great Emperor turned into a handful of ashes eighty thousand years ago. He turned his back on all living things and sat alone in the years.

He can be sure!
After all, their underworld had appeared in the outside world at that time. If Wu Shi had not passed away, how could he have refrained from attacking them?

"Enter the underworld. I want the underworld that has buried epochs after epochs!"

There was a gleam in Li Qingxu's eyes.

"Interesting, you even know this. I am becoming more and more curious about who you are. But do you dare to come in?"

It was rare that the Prison Emperor actually revealed a smile.

This youngster is just an ant at the Saint King level, and does not have the aura of the Reincarnation Seal, but he actually knows such secrets of the underworld.

The imperial laws were pervasive, and the Prison Emperor used his three imperial weapons to completely solidify the passage.

That is the passage connecting to the center of the underworld.

"Of course, the road to immortality is about to open, will you come out and kill me now?"

"And whether the Green Emperor is really dead, you can try it yourself,"

Looking at the passage in front of him filled with the laws of the emperor, Li Qingxu, with a green lotus on his head, stepped in without any fear.

The corpse aura that filled the hall dissipated, and the owner of the eyes revealed his true identity.

In the center of a grand palace, on the highest throne, sat a figure wearing a dark iron armor.

Even the head was covered by the black iron helmet, with only the eyes and mouth exposed. Not even the hair was visible, making it difficult to see the true appearance.

The air is filled with death, and the underworld is vast and boundless, like another universe. Death is the eternal theme, and the black land is endless.

This vast underworld has no end, and under the deep pits created by the stars there are many corpses, and no one knows what era they are from.

Li Qingxu walked along with the green lotus on his head, stepping through endless black disaster land. All he saw was destruction. Underground, he could often see rivers of blood, corpses, and many coffins.

A magnificent prison palace lay ahead, with countless ghost soldiers lined up in two rows, leaving only room for one person to pass through.

The air of evil and death filled the air, but the lotus leaves of Qinglian shook and the supreme demonic energy rushed into the sky, completely dispelling it.

Li Qingxu, with a green lotus hanging on his head, walked up the steps in front of the Prison-Suppressing Palace.

When you reach the last step, the door of the palace opens automatically.

Faintly, the figure of the Prison Emperor on the throne, his pupils like two blades, looked over coldly.

"It seems that you believe what I said to some extent."

Li Qingxu smiled and stepped into the hall.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the hall, which was densely covered with imperial array patterns, but it did not revive to stop him even a step.

(End of this chapter)