The Ancient Saint Emperor of the Heaven-shading

Chapter 136 The Four Provinces Underworld Appears, Boundless Human Emperor's Thoughts Emerge

Overnight, the ancient star Ziwei trembled violently, and the new leader of the Sun Sect swept across the land, leading his royal forces to conquer two continents. No one could stop his advance!
With the fall of the Great Sage and the destruction of the Quasi-Emperor Formation, the Primordial Demon Sect, the Yellow Spring Sect, the Demon Sound Temple, and the Underworld Palace were all wiped out. Traitors were thoroughly cleansed, the dust was swept away, and the land was restored.

"Could he be the reincarnation of an ancient holy emperor? His growth trajectory is so amazing. Will Ziwei also defeat the underworld like Beidou?" The world was shocked. Spanning star fields, this legendary human saint appeared in Ziwei, creating a legend with his own hands. His cultivation years were really short. He was only in his twenties, but he already had the aura of ruling the world.

In fact, many people, in order to highlight the difference of this religious leader, respectfully call him the Lord of God, the Lord of the Sun!
What a terrifying record!

The complete annihilation of the four religions was the talk of the world. The Guanghan Palace, the Human King's Hall, and the Changsheng Taoist Temple were all looking at each other in dismay. Some of those who had met Wang Hongwu were extremely astonished. After careful consideration, they couldn't help but feel fortunate that they hadn't done anything foolish and had treated him with courtesy.

This person is extraordinary, possessing the aura of a Holy Emperor and the bearing of a Human Sovereign. More importantly, news has spread within the Ancient Sun Cult that he first appeared in Ziwei and is a descendant of the Holy Emperor, naturally giving them a sense of identification rather than viewing him through the lens of being an "outsider from the Big Dipper."

"A truly extraordinary individual, with unparalleled strength, he also controls the Sun Emperor Tower, and I've heard that a Great Sage pulls his chariot, willingly serving as his guardian beast?"

"It's true that every coin has two sides. Back then, the four sects that joined the Underworld were so arrogant, attacking dissidents everywhere and wiping out many innocent sects. It was the Sun God who was able to vent his anger and wipe them out in one fell swoop."

"Great news! What a great thing! Eradicating these malignant tumors! The Sun God's achievements are truly remarkable!"

The various religions were discussing it, some were happy and some were worried, some were afraid and some were disappointed. Some forces that had previously considered siding with the Underworld were relieved, while some forces that had been secretly involved with or even colluded with the Underworld were in distress, trembling with fear that one day the Sun Emperor Tower would fall from the sky and destroy their ancestral land.

Meanwhile, the states of Xiniuhezhou and Nanzhanbuzhou, where the underworld resides, have attracted even more attention. Everyone wanted to see how they would react, but unexpectedly, these guys didn't make any moves. It was as if they were busy with other things, and they were almost nowhere to be seen. No one knew where they had gone.

"Is a great battle about to begin in the underworld?" Some people heard that Wang Hongwu had reappeared in Luzhou and began to speculate that the final battle was coming. The Sun Cult had destroyed the Primordial Demon Cult, wiped out the Yellow Spring Sect, the Demon Sound Temple, the Underworld Palace, and so on. Each of them was a major sect, and some even had Great Sages and Quasi-Emperor array patterns in charge. But they were all destroyed. Perhaps this time there is a real chance of victory.

"If we want to fight against the Underworld, we must first unite as one. Otherwise, we should prepare to leave Ziwei and cross the Big Dipper as soon as possible." Upon returning to Yuyuan, Wang Hongwu warned everyone that once the Quasi-Emperor Corpse Spirit appears, it will be a force that only the Holy Emperor's divine will can contend with, not even a Great Sage with an ultimate divine weapon.

“I understand. Envoys from Guanghan Palace, the Human King's Palace, the Longevity Temple, the Heavenly Demon Alliance, and Sea God Island have all arrived to join forces with us and advance or retreat together.” Yin Luo Dasheng nodded. He had not been idle either; he had already communicated with other forces in Ziwei, and with the two royal families leading the charge, they were going to launch an attack on the Underworld.

In a major battle of this magnitude, the participants are at least saints, so there is no need for an allied army. Each sect only sent its elite forces, and even the great saints from the Human King Palace and the Longevity Temple have emerged, showing how much importance they attach to this.

The Great Sage Haoyang of the Ancient Sun Cult also arrived, and the clan activated a protective array to guard against him, so he was unharmed when he went out.

"Something has happened at the Duanmu clan. Someone saw the Yin soldiers of the Underworld there, and the Duanmu clan leader has also sent out a request for help. For a Great Sage to be so vigilant, it is very likely a plot against the Taiyin lineage. We should nip the threat in the bud." At this moment, the Xuan Yin Great Sage brought up another matter, and everyone realized that while they were destroying the sect, the Underworld was not idle either.

"Go to the Duanmu Clan, then attack the Southern Continent, and then head west to the Western Continent." Wang Hongwu made a decisive decision and led everyone to rush towards the Duanmu Clan. He knew that in later generations, the Duanmu Clan had slaughtered the Taiyin Royal Family with the help of the Underworld and replaced them. Now, he naturally had to nip this matter in the bud.

Meanwhile, within the territory of the Duanmu tribe, a bloody upheaval is unfolding.

The mighty Great Sage of the Duanmu Clan, the clan's patriarch, coughed up blood as his three most trusted Saint Kings pierced his body with underworld artifacts, locking his primordial spirit. Yet he couldn't bring himself to do it, for they were his three most outstanding disciples, the future leaders of the Duanmu Clan, who had all chosen to betray him!

Then, the three of them joined forces to activate the node, which was a small world of the underworld. Black mist billowed and evil energy surged. From it emerged a Great Sage of the Underworld, who used a secret technique to seize the body of Great Sage Duanmu and take his place.

"You bastards! How can I let you have your way!" Duanmu Dasheng roared, determined to stop them even at the cost of his own life, burning his physical body and primordial spirit.

However, his three disciples acted together, binding him again with the Netherworld array patterns, and said ferociously, "Old man! Don't you dare block our path to prosperity! We still need to rely on the Netherworld to become Great Saints, cultivate the Taiyin Mother Scripture, seize the bloodline of the Human Emperor, and take over the Taiyin Sect!"

"You've betrayed your master and ancestors! You're all foolish!" Duanmu Dasheng angrily rebuked them. The Taiyin royal family had treated them well! How could they do this? However, his descendants, blinded by greed, sneered with bloodshot eyes, "You're the foolish one! You have no idea how powerful the Underworld is. What good is it that the Sun God Lord's one-night annihilation of four sects? Once the Underworld's quasi-royal corpse spirit appears, they'll all die!"

"Old man, let me make sure you die knowing why. This time, the Underworld has not only sent the quasi-emperor's corpse spirit, but also the resurrected holy spirits and divine corpses that the Human Emperor once suppressed. Heh, even if the Holy Emperor's thoughts return, it's useless. Hahaha, go in peace!" The Underworld Ghost Saint chuckled strangely, constantly suppressing the other's mind with words, and suddenly squeezed into his celestial platform.

Invading his body by the primordial spirit of the Great Sage of the Underworld, the Great Sage Duanmu was momentarily dazed. His primordial spirit dimmed, and he was on the verge of death. At this moment, he vaguely saw the roar of chariots at the end of the sky. One bronze chariot after another appeared and drove towards this direction, crushing the sky and shaking it. One banner after another fluttered, like dark clouds pressing down and covering the sky.

A large group of people is coming. Who are they?

Hurry, it's dangerous here!
He wanted to shout, but it was too late; no sound came out, and he faded away.

At the same time, outside the mountain gate of the Duanmu clan, Wang Hongwu and others had already arrived. The magnificent gate was as tall as a mountain, with runes flowing around it, emitting the aura of the Great Dao and overflowing with chaotic energy. This was the place where the foundation of the Duanmu clan was located.

Nearby, there are many beautiful peaks, floating islands, giant palaces, and so on, with white mist swirling around them. They consider themselves servants of the Taiyin royal family and are treated favorably by the family. Their ancestors were disciples of the Human Emperor. At this moment, for some unknown reason, all the buildings and sacred mountains within the mountain gate have become magnificent, and all the various magic arrays that have been set up have been revived.

"Was the Duanmu tribe also attacked?"

In the distance, shadowy figures appeared; a large number of people, belonging to different sects, had arrived after hearing the news.

"Is that the Lord of the Sun? He's so young. No wonder he's the successor of the Holy Emperor of the Sun. He became a saint in his twenties, and now he can look down on the world." Some were powerful figures from major sects, some were rogue cultivators, and there were even visitors from beyond the realm. They all came after hearing the news, wanting to see the demeanor of the new Lord of the Sun.

"That is the Lord of the Sun; child, he is your role model. When you grow up, strive to soar across the world!" An old man pointed out, encouraging his grandson.

"The Sun Cult Master, I once stood with him in the Valley of the North Sea, bathed in the divine light of Fusang!" someone whispered, feeling that he had also competed with a legendary figure.

This immediately drew attention. He had once competed with the protagonist of the Sun God for the Fusang Divine Tree, so he could be considered a genius and deserved people's attention.

At this moment, Wang Hongwu stared into the Duanmu Clan. His Heavenly Eye detected the aura of the Underworld. Without any nonsense, the Sun Emperor Tower emerged directly from the top of his head, intending to directly suppress the Extreme Dao!

Under these circumstances, the Duanmu clan's territory trembled, a passage opened, and a figure appeared, unwilling to see them cause such destruction.

"Hehehe, I am the clan leader of the Duanmu clan." 'Great Sage Duanmu' walked out with a smile, cupped his hands and bowed to the crowd, saying, "I think this is a misunderstanding."

Duanmu the Great Sage? Everyone stared at him, as if he had just been through a great battle, with bloodstains still on his body. Had the internal strife been quelled? Duanmu the Great Sage opened his mouth, about to say something, but was interrupted by the fat Taoist priest.

“You are not the Great Sage Duanmu.” After experiencing the incident with the Thousand-Faced Great Sage, Duan De had already developed a way to identify the Netherworld. At this moment, he saw through Duan Mu’s disguise and said directly, “He has two primordial spirits in his body. One is from the Netherworld and has taken over his body. The other one, which is weak, is the Great Sage Duanmu and is on the verge of death.”

Boom! In the next moment, Wang Hongwu gave a look, and the Slaughtering Beast King roared and pulled the Primordial Dragon Chariot out, directly smashing into the Great Sage Duanmu. In his astonished gaze, the dragon chariot directly shattered the Great Sage's physical body and knocked out his two primordial spirits!
"Are you... are you crazy? Why are you attacking like this? Aren't you afraid of killing him too?" The Great Sage's primordial spirit from the Underworld was puzzled. This didn't seem like the behavior of a righteous person. However, Wang Hongwu looked at him coldly and didn't bother to say anything. The Slaughtering Beast King once again used the Quasi-Imperial Chariot to shatter his primordial spirit as well. The Great Sage Duanmu's broken primordial spirit was taken by Wang Hongwu and given to the Great Sage Xuanyin to nurture.

"A great sage, so decisive?" The crowd in the distance was somewhat frightened. Was he not worried about misunderstandings at all? Wasn't he being a bit too decisive and resolute?

The next moment, Wang Hongwu threw a punch that directly shattered the Duanmu clan's mountain gate. Even with countless arrays, it was useless; they all disintegrated.

Earth and rocks crumbled, clouds gathered, and various symbols on the ground lit up and burned fiercely. The Great Sage Tianyang and his men charged in, instantly killing the three traitorous Holy Kings and throwing their heads out. Wang Hongwu, however, followed calmly, punching out a safe path that led him directly to the entrance to the Underworld. There, a Netherworld Roc burst forth, its wings whistling as countless black feathers rained down like black spears, causing the void to explode and chaos to churn—a terrifying sight.

"Peak Saint?" Wang Hongwu glanced at it, his blood energy soaring into the sky, unleashing an aura that shook the heavens and the earth. His body was like a giant furnace, directly clashing with it.

At this moment, the sacred laws of the two clashing surged forth, rushing towards the heavens, engulfing this place, and causing the stars beyond the domain to tremble.

Many people collapsed to the ground immediately, unable to withstand the pressure, while others were even blown to pieces, unable to resist.

However, after only a few exchanges, everyone heard the painful cry of the Dark Roc, its wings torn off. Its body was enormous, and blood rained down. After losing one wing, it plummeted into the distance.

Boom!
Dust billowed, rocks tumbled, and the Mingpeng crashed into and destroyed numerous giant mountains, smashing many floating islands to their deaths. Wang Hongwu showed no mercy, taking out the Humanity Banner and sweeping it across, splitting the Mingpeng's body in two. The banner's spirit materialized, punching through the Mingpeng's head and crushing its primordial spirit to dust with a single grasp of its five fingers.

Wang Hongwu casually pointed, and the spirit of the artifact swept through, unleashing a bloodbath in the Duanmu clan's territory, purging the traitors. He then stepped into the clan's main hall, sealed off the underworld passage, and remained calm and composed, without a drop of blood on his body, his clothes clean and tidy, like a celestial being who had transcended the world.

This demeanor was completely different from what he had displayed during the battle. He was incredibly domineering during the battle, and a single punch from him could shatter even a saint. But after the battle, he was so calm and peaceful, showing no trace of murderous intent.

In a short while, the internal strife of the Duanmu clan was quelled. Yin Luo Dasheng directly exterminated the factions of the three great saint kings, established a new lineage as the head of the clan, stabilized them, and then headed straight for Nanzhanbuzhou.

Wang Hongwu unleashed the Sun Emperor Tower, sweeping and killing everything in its path. No underworld stronghold could withstand it. A blazing light flashed, and at least tens of thousands of people turned into a blood mist, all of whom were the people left behind by the underworld.

The chaotic flames swept across, sending chills down everyone's spines. Hiding at the edge of the void was useless; this place was simply uninhabitable. Countless powerful figures had died tragically even tens of thousands of miles away. This was a terrible disaster!

They conquered the Southern Continent in just half a day, and all the underworld strongholds were uprooted.

At this moment, Duanmu Dasheng finally recovered and stared blankly at the scene before him. Wasn't he ambushed within his own clan?

How did we arrive in Jambudvipa in the blink of an eye?
What's going on?
Upon seeing this, the Great Sage Xuan Yin greeted him, "Fellow Daoist, you're awake? We've resolved the matter of the Duanmu Clan, and now we've reclaimed Buzhou. We're preparing to head to Hezhou."

"Wait a while? Has he been asleep for hundreds of years?" Duanmu Dasheng was filled with doubt and suspicion. After carefully deducing the situation, his expression became strange. Not even a day had passed yet!
In other words, it only took one day from the time he was assassinated to the suppression of the internal strife within his clan and the subsequent recapture of Nanzhanbuzhou.
The sun hasn't even set yet?
At this thought, he couldn't help but look at the rising Sun God, so young yet already sweeping across the world and wielding the Imperial Tower to strike the Underworld.

The child of himself and Kunpeng, Xu Kun was defeated by him and became the candidate for Holy Son of the Ziwei Sect. Now, I wonder how he is doing in Beidou.

The ancient imperial army of the Supreme Path was unstoppable. When the group arrived at Xiniu Hezhou, they were surprised to find that the underworld was deserted. It seemed that the underworld had gone to the sea and they did something unknown. There were no experts in the vast area. Only some ghost soldiers and corpses were resisting, which were quickly quelled by them.

"These rats are definitely not to be trifled with. I've heard there's an extremely yin place in the Western Sea. Could it be that the underworld is going to perform some kind of spiritual ritual?"

"We must be on guard; I suspect they're planning something big."

No one expected that the two states would be reclaimed so quickly, but no one relaxed their guard. Instead, they all became vigilant because it meant that the underworld was shrinking its power and was about to make a huge move. Previously, ghost soldiers had passed through various places, carving unknown array patterns that spread across the four continents.

This raises doubts, as the purpose of these array patterns remains unknown. The only recourse is to send people to guard them to prevent any accidents.

Meanwhile, on the west coast of Ziwei, a group of people from the underworld were annihilated, and a large amount of chaotic energy poured down from heaven and earth, engulfing the area.

A holy king roared and soared into the sky, only to see a young Taoist rushing towards him, his footsteps causing the heavens and earth to shatter and meteorites to fall around him. His face was shrouded in chaotic energy, which then spread to his body, obscuring his features. Behind him, chaotic light surged and transformed into a Taoist temple that pressed down, killing the holy king. The man landed on the shore, holding a whisk in his hand; he was none other than the long-lost Taoist Wuliang!

"The blood of all spirits from the underworld, hehe, that's exactly what I need. If you dare to cause trouble for me in the starry sky, don't blame me for taking your chaotic blood to fulfill my own needs." Wuliang Daoist smiled faintly, but after taking Yinghuo away, he had a feud with the underworld.

Their pursuit of the Chaos Body led them to hunt down the Boundless Daoist in an attempt to obtain it. However, this attempt failed, and they were killed by the Boundless Daoist. The Daoist then pursued them relentlessly, intending to seize the creations of the Underworld.

News of this place quickly spread to the other four continents. When people arrived, they saw the boiling chaotic energy and the terrifying remnants, which sparked their imaginations.

"Could it be the Chaos Body? I heard that the Underworld has been searching for it." Xuan Yin Dasheng said in surprise. He knew about Yinghuo and there had always been rumors that this kind of physique was invincible. In the mythological era, even the Heavenly Venerables were afraid of it, and those who had attained the Dao had all died because of it.

"Wuliang Daoist has also appeared in Ziwei?" Upon receiving this news, Wang Hongwu's eyes flickered. He possessed a fragmented Chaos Body and was indeed at odds with the Underworld. Perhaps he could take advantage of this situation.

Duan De shrank back and cursed viciously, "That fox, I'll rip off his tail sooner or later, he's no good!"

He was very unhappy with this person and kept cursing and swearing.

But the matter did not end there. Soon, the response from the underworld appeared, coming from the depths of the Western Sea.

"For countless years, the Underworld has held sway over the universe, causing the Heavenly Court to collapse, yet it has remained standing for eternity, causing all the gods to lie dead. Who dares to disrespect it? This mere Wang Hongwu, a mere brat, is so arrogant, insulting my Underworld. Today, I shall see if you can defy the heavens."

On this day, the gates of the underworld opened wide, and a million underworld soldiers emerged, along with tens of thousands of holy corpses, thousands of holy kings' war slaves, hundreds of heavenly kings, and ten great saintly corpse spirits. Moreover, the legendary quasi-emperor corpse god descended to earth, which terrified everyone. Those with good connections knew that the underworld was enraged and was going to sweep away Ziwei, preparing to massacre the two royal families.

Moreover, in the depths of the Western Sea, various strange phenomena appeared. Dark mist shrouded the area, blood rain fell, and heavenly weeping occurred. From the distant horizon, chants and sermons could be heard from time to time. At the same time, an ancient sacrificial sound resounded, reaching far and wide, and came slowly, shaking people's hearts.

There, enormous remains of holy spirits and remains of deities appeared, seemingly summoned by the underworld to reappear in the mortal world and annihilate the two royal families.

Although they were far from possessing their former divine might, they had become quasi-emperor-level corpse spirits, their combat power terrifying. Under such pressure, this world was on the verge of collapse. An invisible pressure swept outwards, suppressing even the sun, moon, and stars.
"They are indeed preparing for a major operation, and now it's time for a decisive battle!" Wang Hongwu and the others gathered together, watching this scene, their expressions gradually becoming solemn.

At the same time, the five-colored altar beneath the Yu Abyss glowed faintly, and on the other side of the starry sky, another ancient land echoed this, emitting a soft radiance.

A young man carrying a sword appeared here, with a huge ice coffin in front of him. Inside, there was a human figure that was trembling slightly in response to the five-colored altar, as if it were about to be revived.

"Someone is responding to the divine will of the Human Emperor? That direction is Ziwei." The young man turned his head, as if he saw that familiar star. The next moment, a black moon appeared between his brows, and the Taiyin Holy Power emerged from his palm, instantly lifting the ice coffin.

In an instant, a terrifying yin energy spread, sweeping across the starry sky, enough to make even the Great Sage tremble. It was a tremor originating from the soul, a death rushing towards him.

The thoughts of the Human Emperor and the God have reappeared in the mortal realm!

(End of this chapter)