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Chapter 201 His Fame Spreads Far and Wide, the Seven Realms Are in an Uproar

"After death, one can enter the underworld and at least wield the power over underworld soldiers, with no limit on the number?"

Outside the Emperor's Palace, the patriarchs of the Holy Land looked at each other, their hearts churning with turbulent emotions.

Just how immense power did this Emperor Ning possess, and how many fundamental rules did he create that allowed the Underworld to accommodate an almost countless number of Yin soldiers?
It should be understood that anything known as a ghost soldier carries a certain degree of the rules of the underworld and needs to allocate its primordial power.

If the source is insufficient, it cannot be allocated, and the number of Yin soldiers cannot be increased.

But judging from the words of the King of Hell, they didn't seem to be lying, and soon corresponding changes in the rules appeared.

In an instant, an old ancestor stepped out, exuding a terrifying killing intent, accompanied by loud laughter.

"I was already nearing the end of my life, and I have lived an upright and honorable life. Now that I have the opportunity to become a ghost soldier or general in the underworld, what is there to fear!"

He charged toward the other pillars of the gods, unleashing hurricanes along the way.

"Such a good thing actually exists! Isn't that like having two lives?"

Another patriarch, breathing rapidly, showed no signs of dejection, and his eyes shone with a sharp light.

Although losing one's physical body and becoming a ghost soldier or general greatly reduces the joys of life.

But for people at their level, the only remaining meaning is watching their descendants grow up.

Their ambitions have long since changed.

"The days when the Celestial Race oppresses our bloodline may truly come to an end!"

An old man's impassioned voice rang out, and he strode forward, also heading towards the location of the Heavenly Pillar, preparing to do more with his limited lifespan.

The remaining people exchanged glances, and in each other's eyes, they saw a renewed hope.

The Human Emperor was equally excited. The Yin Emperor, who had not appeared for 100,000 years, had been born. If the human race did not seize this opportunity, it might never come again in the future.

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The River of the Dead manifests, Yama crosses the boundary, and the underworld army marches forth.

Such a scene also played out in the demon realm and the Pure Realm.

The Heavenly Pillars are omnipresent, enslaving and suppressing one race after another. Those who dare not resist and those who are still observing are all caught up in the unprecedented storm caused by the great movements of the Yin Army.

The name of Emperor Ning spread to every corner, causing a stir throughout the world!

The mere mention of the power to command ghost soldiers after death instilled immense faith in everyone.

Without a doubt, this is the Heavenly God Dao Underworld, the greatest and most powerful Underworld Emperor in history.

More ferocious offensives and more brutal wars continued to erupt around the Celestial Pillar.

The celestial soldiers and generals who were guarding the area began to retreat in defeat. Without exception, they all heard about the birth of the Underworld Emperor and felt extremely uneasy.

Soon, as time passed and with the personal guidance of Yama and others, a large number of celestial pillars collapsed and perished within just a few months.

The absolute majesty of the Celestial Race, which could not be redeemed, was torn open with a huge gap.

……

Within the underworld, the Heavenly Gods and the Yin Division.

Ning Qingxuan sat cross-legged atop the River Styx, with the Imperial Seal floating in front of him.

Beams of light continuously shot out from it, landing in various parts of the underworld.

Just as he changed the rules of order, now more and more underworld soldiers are being given authority.

Those people from various realms who died at the hands of the powerful Celestial Race have basically transformed into Yin Soldiers.

This unprecedented scene stunned the other members of the underworld.

They never imagined that there could be a Yin Emperor of such a level who could bestow so many rules and powers.

That source seemed endless, and Ning Qingxuan's limits were completely untouchable.

As time went by, the foundation of the Heavenly Gods Path grew stronger and stronger, almost surpassing the combined strength of the Hungry Ghost Path and the Hell Path! In the past hundreds of thousands of years, when has the Heavenly Gods Path ever reached such a scale?
"This is what the head of the Six Paths should look like."

Asura Emperor stood with his hands behind his back, marveling repeatedly.

"Why do I feel that his potential is not limited to the Yin Emperor of the Heavenly God Path?"

Emperor Liang's divine sense resonated with him once again, and he uttered a soft "Eh."

Judging from the fluctuations around Ning Qingxuan, it seems that more and more other rules and origins are recognizing him as their master, originating from the other five Yin Divisions.

But this is almost impossible, since both the Asura Realm and the Human Realm are already under the control of two Underworld Emperors.

During his observation, he discovered this inexplicable phenomenon and couldn't help but feel puzzled.

When all rules are attributed to a master, will something new emerge?

"This is probably something neither you nor I could have foreseen."

Emperor Asura shook his head, unable to provide any answer to Emperor Liang's question.

There are no records of this in the underworld.

Similarly, Ning Qingxuan himself had no idea what the scene would be like.

He simply felt that since there was still a lot of room for improvement, he should keep moving forward until there was no more room for improvement.

And so, several decades passed once again.

The war in the outside world reached its climax. On this day, Ning Qingxuan suddenly noticed something unusual and opened his eyes, calmly looking at the Celestial Realm.

At the end of the Heavenly Palace, within the Imperial Palace.

The majestic figure belonging to the heavens suddenly twitched one of its fingers.

This subtle change went unnoticed by anyone except Ning Qingxuan.

……

Meanwhile, in the Asura Realm, at the bottom of the underground cave.

The Asura race, the strongest race in this world, has been suppressed underground by the heavens for over 100,000 years.

This place is shrouded in darkness, with ten towering pillars of the gods embedded in the underground cave, ruthlessly reaping the lifespan of the Asura clan members. They are also subject to suppression techniques, preventing them from escaping.

Within sight, numerous ancient palaces stood, and today, countless Asura people could be seen kneeling in unison before a statue of a god.

That statue was the first Asura King, who was killed by Tianzhen many years ago, and his soul and spirit were destroyed.

The current Asura King is sitting cross-legged beneath the statue, his body surging with the pressure of a Dao Saint Realm expert, seemingly surpassing the first generation.

He was clad in armor, and some kind of forbidden Asura technique swirled around his palms.

They were already aware of the commotion from the outside world.

Yama, leading his ghostly soldiers and generals, roams the Asura Realm, constantly uprooting the pillars of the gods and guiding powerful gods who were destined to die.

The results have been remarkable over the past few decades.

Many kings of other races in the Asura Realm were also aroused, no longer obeying the commands of Heaven, no longer offering their own people as tribute, and rebelling one after another.

At this moment, after unleashing the Asura Forbidden Technique in his palm to its peak, he finally stood up and slammed a palm towards the ten Heavenly God Pillars.

In an instant, spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the Heavenly Pillar. The collision of the two major spells created huge ripples, stirring up a storm that tore everything apart.

The next moment, all the pillars of the gods crumbled into pieces!
The Asura King's dark pupils suddenly revealed extreme madness and killing intent.

"Heavens, you owe my clan a debt of 100,000 years, it's time to pay it back!"

He shrunk the earth to an inch and headed straight for the realm of gods.

(End of this chapter)