This humble Taoist priest, Qianhe, begins his quest for immortality by slaying demons and monsters.

Chapter 184 Zhong Bai enters the underworld and meets Meng Po again

"Shangguan has a total of 108 ghost messengers under his command. With our help, he sent the subordinates that his brother had subdued in the underworld to the mortal world to settle down in advance."

I've heard... I've heard that in a few days, Shangguan will personally lead his younger brother to escape from the underworld and come to the mortal realm to enjoy the essence of human flesh and blood!

Upon hearing this, Zhong Bai frowned slightly. This matter was neither a big deal nor a small one.

It's normal for there to be such scoundrels in the underworld. Everyone has selfish desires, and even after becoming a ghost, those desires can't be eliminated.

However, it is clear that the superior behind these ghost messengers has crossed Zhong Bai's bottom line.

"Is your superior's brother in the underworld?"

Zhong Bai's expression remained unchanged, still solemn, which terrified the remaining four ghost messengers.

"Reporting to the True Lord, yes, yes, I am here!"
Before our Lord Shangguan could bring his younger brother to the mortal realm, he was found in a black pool within the jurisdiction of the Lord of Mount Tai, under the rule of King Chujiang.

Zhong Bai rubbed his fingers, and then a square seal instantly appeared in his palm.

He threw it into the void, and a stream of pure Yin energy emerged from it, followed by the opening of the passage between the two worlds.

Looking at the passage between the two worlds, Zhong Bai stood up with his hands behind his back and said, "You little devils, come with me to the underworld and kill the Ghost King in that black pool first!"

"Yes, yes, we understand. Please, Your Excellency!"

The four ghost messengers no longer held any hope for their superior. Since this matter had escalated to the hands of the Maoshan Sect Leader, who was an extremely powerful Golden Core True Monarch and held the position of Yin Inspector of the Yang Realm, their superior was destined to die and be thoroughly purged.

If they don't work harder now, they'll face judgment from the other high-ranking officials of the underworld when this is all over!
Without pausing, Zhong Bai flew into the passage between the two worlds, while the four ghost messengers followed closely behind and disappeared into the mortuary.

As the passage between the two worlds slowly closed, the Four-Eyed Taoist priest beside Lin Fengjiao was somewhat stunned.

"Senior Brother Lin, are we just going to watch our junior brother, the sect leader, go to the underworld to capture the Ghost King?"

Lin Fengjiao nodded silently.

Otherwise?
They were all only at the Qi Refining stage. Going to the Underworld, let alone capturing the Ghost King, even staying there for a while could damage their physical bodies and souls. They had no choice but to wait.

"Alright, Senior Brother Lin, do we still need the Innate Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams Formation?"

Lin Fengjiao herself didn't know how to answer this question. Was it unnecessary? But there was still no plan on how to resolve this matter.

However, setting up the Innate Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams Formation consumes a lot of items. After pondering for a moment, Lin Fengjiao shook her head and said, "Let's wait a bit. If the sect leader hasn't returned from the underworld in three days, we'll set up the formation!"

"Sigh, that's all we can do. I just hope our junior brother, the sect leader, will return safely..."

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Zhong Bai, who was on his way to the underworld, naturally couldn't hear Lin Fengjiao and Si Mu's conversation.

However, Lin Fengjiao was right not to continue setting up the grand formation now. The root of this matter lies in the underworld. As long as Zhong Bai comes out of the underworld and frees up his hands, those dead souls can be captured in no time.

Entering the underworld again was a familiar experience for Zhong Bai.

After passing through the Gates of Hell and stepping onto the Bridge of Helplessness, the bewildered eyes of the wandering souls around Zhong Bai all turned to look at him after sensing the extremely alluring aura emanating from him.

However, as Zhong Bai approached, the previously alluring blood and qi became scorching hot, and the wandering souls that wanted to get close to Zhong Bai fled in a flash.

"True Lord, once we cross the Bridge of Helplessness, we can directly use the teleportation array to travel to the territory of King Chujiang."

There were four ghost messengers beside him, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that they were flattering Zhong Bai.

"Let's talk about this later..."

Zhong Bai felt as if a gaze was watching him from the shadows. He suddenly looked up at the Naihe Bridge in the distance and saw Meng Po, who had been quietly preparing soup all year round, looking at him with a faint smile. That feeling made Zhong Bai even more terrified than when he first met Meng Po's gaze.

Before reaching the Golden Core stage, seeing Meng Po is like floating in the blue sky; once one has reached the Golden Core stage, seeing Meng Po is like a grain of rice in the desolate past, and the feeling of powerlessness is even greater.

"Little guy, you've got guts..."

Just as Zhong Bai was about to leave the Bridge of Helplessness, he heard a clear female voice in his mind. Although Zhong Bai didn't want to admit it, who else could this voice be but Meng Po, who was not far away?
"This humble servant, Zhong Bai, pays his respects to Your Majesty!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhong Bai said these words and was about to kowtow in the direction of Meng Po when he found that his body was completely out of his control.

"No need to kneel. We are somewhat destined to meet, but unfortunately this world is too small..."

Let's keep going!

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhong Bai was finally able to move his body freely. The ghost messengers beside Zhong Bai looked like they had seen a ghost. Well, they were ghosts themselves, but how could they have imagined that Meng Po, the only true goddess in the underworld, would value the Maoshan sect leader in front of them so much?

After taking a deep look at Zhong Bai in front of them, the four ghost messengers exchanged glances. The resentment they had felt earlier vanished. From now on, they were the dogs of the Maoshan Sect Master Zhenjun!

Zhong Bai didn't speak, but bowed in the direction of Meng Po, and then followed the four ghost messengers to the teleportation array.

The underworld, under the rule of King Chakravartin.

Inside the palace of the Lord of Mount Tai, the Tenth Patriarch of Maoshan was quietly cultivating when a deep, aged voice came from within. “Tenth Patriarch, that Zhong Bai seems to have some connection with the Goddess Houtu. By the way, when he goes to the Underworld, don’t you plan to secretly protect him? That’s the territory of King Chujiang.”

Upon hearing the voice coming from the void, the Ten Patriarchs of Maoshan felt a headache coming on.

"Fourth Patriarch, is what you said true?"

That brat Zhong Bai had some connection with the Earth Goddess Houtu when he first came to the Underworld, and now it seems…

"Be careful what you say. The profound meaning of the Earth Goddess is not something we Maoshan can easily fathom."

Upon hearing this, the Tenth Patriarch of Maoshan immediately stopped the topic and sighed, "What the Fourth Patriarch said is true, but Zhong Bai came to the Underworld on orders. King Chujiang would not make things difficult for a mere underworld messenger, would he?"

After the words were spoken, the surrounding space fell silent for a long time before the voice of the Fourth Patriarch of Maoshan finally rang out, "Ahem, a hundred years ago, King Chujiang was just taught a lesson by this patriarch a few times..."

Upon hearing this, the Tenth Patriarch was completely astonished. No, he had never heard of this before!

"Fourth Patriarch, you... you also have such a record?"

"I am, after all, one of the Ten Kings of Hell, while King Chujiang is merely a lowly junior..."

"Forget it, there's no point in telling you all this. In short, Zhong Bai's journey to the Underworld, and even to King Chujiang's territory, is unlikely to be smooth sailing. Be prepared at any time."

After he finished speaking, the Fourth Patriarch's voice completely disappeared, leaving only the Tenth Patriarch with a somewhat dazed look in his eyes.

"Am I reaping what I sowed?"

Shaking his head to clear his mind of these chaotic thoughts, the Tenth Ancestor reluctantly stood up.

"Fine, I'll still make the trip. I hope the Lord of Mount Tai will give Maoshan some face..."

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Under the rule of King Chujiang.

Within the jurisdiction of the Taishan Prefecture Lord.

From a black pool a thousand miles away from the Taishan Prefecture, wisps of ghostly energy emanated, transforming into ghostly generals standing on the black water.

"We have been dormant for hundreds of years, and now we finally have the opportunity to go to the mortal realm to enjoy food and sacrifice!"

One of the ghost generals chuckled, agreeing with what its companion had said.

"It's all thanks to Your Majesty. If it weren't for Your Majesty, how would we, the ghost generals who were captured and sent to the underworld hundreds of years ago, have the chance to return to the human world and taste the delicious essence of flesh and blood again?"

"Hahaha, not bad. There are forty-nine brothers in total. The King has already sent thirty-six of them to the mortal realm. In just a few more years, we will all be able to go to the mortal realm!"

"It is not only the king's achievement, but also the king's elder brother's achievement."

A dozen or so ghost generals chatted idly, their faces smiling, their bodies radiating karmic energy. This was a rare sight in the underworld. Souls burdened with karmic energy were usually those who had committed many evil deeds in their previous lives, and without exception, such souls had to endure hundreds of years of torture in the underworld to cleanse themselves of their karma.

Ironically, these dozen or so ghost generals in front of him not only bear the karmic burden but also gain freedom.

If it weren't for their king's elder brother pulling the strings behind the scenes, they would never have had such an opportunity.

"Alright, everyone, just get some fresh air. This black pool can isolate karma, so our karma won't attract the underworld officials. Even the King is being very careful, so we can't ruin things."

As soon as one of the ghost generals finished speaking, the expressions of the other dozen or so ghost generals instantly turned ugly.

“That’s right. We can’t cause trouble for the King. Let’s all stay out of the way for a while…”

Just as the ghost finished speaking, a sword light flashed across the void, and several figures descended from the sky, landing steadily directly above the Blackwater Pool.

The visitors were naturally Zhong Bai and the four ghost messengers.

The moment they saw Zhong Bai, the dozen or so ghost generals widened their eyes in disbelief. They couldn't believe their eyes that they could see a living person in the underworld one day!

"True Lord, this is the Blackwater Pool!"

Beside Zhong Bai, several ghost messengers cautiously reported to him, afraid of accidentally angering him.

Nodding slightly, Zhong Bai looked down at the group of ghost generals below, and frowned as he felt the karmic burden on them.

"You are nothing but little devils trying to escape to the mortal realm... How dare you!"

The moment Zhong Bai spoke, the air around them seemed to freeze. Even the most foolish among the ghost generals standing on the Blackwater Pool knew that Zhong Bai was up to no good and would not be easy to deal with.

"You'd better leave quickly. Blackwater Pool is not something you can mess with. We can let you go because you are alive."

"Just leave now!"

Several ghost generals stared intently at Zhong Bai in the void, trying to scare him away.

(End of this chapter)