Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 341 Speedrun of the Hell Dungeon
Zhu Yingtai glanced at them and couldn't tell if they were ghosts or not; there were too many of them, densely packed together like turbid waves.

The demons came in all shapes and sizes; some had ferocious faces, some breathed flames, and some wielded sharp weapons, creating a terrifying and sinister scene. They struggled and howled in the water, a truly horrific sight.

"These are all ghosts who are suffering and unable to be reincarnated. So they are filled with jealousy towards the ghosts walking on the bridge."

"They often attack the ghosts crossing the bridge, but they can't replace them or get a chance to be reincarnated; it's just a pure venting of malice."

The hellish scenes had a profound impact on Zhu Yingtai.

After she had adjusted, the three of them continued to approach the Bridge of Helplessness.

There are still people guarding the bridge at this moment; they are not from the underworld, but from the local evil spirits.

Collecting tolls is a very old business.

The more dangerous the location or the more important the transportation route, the more likely it is to be occupied.

Zhang Hua had escaped from the seventh hell once before; as long as you offered enough benefits, you could basically let any ghost pass through.

This time it didn't work; the other party's asking price was too high.

His remaining incense was only enough to send away half a ghost; the other two and a half needed to be left behind.

Xu Xuan and Zhu Yingtai have no descendants, as one is waiting for the seven-day mourning period before resurrection, and the other is still suffering from a soul-separation illness in the mortal world.

How could anyone possibly offer them incense?

Xu Xuan thought it over and decided not to cause any more trouble.

"But Master Xu, even if we have a way to obtain incense from other places, there's the time involved."

If Zhu Yingtai's soul were to leave her body for too long, she would truly die.

"What I mean is, if we leave no survivors, we can avoid trouble."

One hand seal.

The Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon Mantra is the third one.

Kinnara, Asura, and Garuda, the three great guardian deities of Buddhism, make a dazzling appearance.

The ghost guarding the bridge was dumbfounded. "Why didn't you say so earlier? Why did you have to do this?"

The horde of evil spirits beneath the Bridge of Helplessness watched helplessly as the fierce god on the bridge plowed through it three times, leaving not a single trace.

They immediately fell silent, terrified. What kind of monk could be so ruthless?

Some clever ones planned to change the Bridge of Helplessness to cause trouble, but most of the higher-ups were still just making a fuss.

They successfully attracted the attention of the evil spirit by the bridge.

After some thought, he realized that crossing the bridge with Zhang Hua was fine, but Zhu Yingtai, being only mortal, was easily influenced. If she were bewitched by an evil spirit and fell, she would be doomed.

So he gave a hearty smile to the evil spirits and turbid waves below.

“Amitabha Buddha, the monks who travel day and night to uphold the laws of the underworld are unwilling to harm you, and the other monks are also compassionate.”

“This humble monk is different; this humble monk possesses great love.”

"I cannot bear to see you suffer under the bridge."

Golden light burst forth, and the river channel, which had been blocked by evil spirits, was suddenly clear. Only the sound of rushing water could be heard on both sides, with no other strange noises.

"Alright, let's hurry up and cross the bridge."

Xu Xuan knew that the three-person team could not completely hide their tracks in Hell, so they could only try to find their senior brother first to solve all the problems.

A horizontal push is the best solution.

Zhu Yingtai and Zhang Hua followed behind obediently, not daring to utter a single word.

Master Xu may look young, but he's incredibly ruthless.

The three quickly stepped onto the Bridge of Helplessness. As soon as they stepped onto it, a cold wind blew, which was immediately dispersed by the Great Thunderclap.

Then water accumulated on the bridge, and the slippery feeling was originally quite intimidating, but unfortunately, someone took a step that was like a lotus flower in flames, burning everything clean.

As for the evil spirits and attacks that followed, they had already been eliminated beforehand, so crossing the Bridge of Helplessness was a simple matter.

The Hell Squad has officially entered the Sixth Hell.

The scenery here is completely different from that on the other side of the bridge. It is a vast expanse of scorched earth, with thousands of red-hot copper pillars standing here like a red forest.

Anyone who commits arson maliciously, or sets fires to destroy evidence or cause death, will be imprisoned in this prison after death.

The little devil stripped him naked and made him hug a copper cylinder one meter in diameter and two meters high. Charcoal was burned inside the cylinder, and the devil fanned the air continuously, making the copper cylinder glow red-hot.

This is the Great Hell, which contains sixteen Lesser Hells, each with its own unique punishments.

Hell is a magical space; in Xu Xuan's eyes, it is a world that appears flat but is actually three-dimensional.

King Biancheng was not in charge of the Sixth Great Prison, but the bottom of the sea under his jurisdiction happened to be connected to this place.

If you go deeper into the area from here, and go all the way to the far north, you will reach the place between the Bridge of Helplessness and the Blood Basin of Suffering, the Great Hell of Howling Under the Scorching Stone.

It stretches for about eight thousand miles, and the legendary City of the Wrongfully Dead is located here.

That is, the territory occupied by Montenegro.

The moment the three stepped in, scorching energy entered their souls, disrupting the balance.

The concept of heat has reappeared and continues to be reinforced.

The concept associated with this space will not be resolved by drinking water.

Zhang Hua and Zhu Yingtai were already drenched in sweat, while Xu Xuan, relying on his cultivation, was able to temporarily maintain his anxious state of mind.

"Master Xu, where can we find your acquaintances?"

Um.
"Wherever the Black Mountain Demon is, that's where we'll go."

Xu Xuan slashed Black Mountain with his sword in Guo Bei, and at that time he saw his senior brother continue to relentlessly pursue and kill him after leveling up with the blessing of Ksitigarbha.

Based on speculation, the senior disciple may continue to hone his Buddhist practice; waiting patiently for the right opportunity is the best approach.

Upon hearing that he was going to stake out the Black Mountain Demon, Zhang Hua suddenly felt less hot and even a little cold. He even thought that Master Xu might have heatstroke.

But there's no other way, let's get closer first.

The three of them trudged through the Sixth Great Hell with great difficulty, asking for directions several times before finally finding their way to the Lesser Hell, the City of the Wrongfully Dead.

They also felt the power of Black Mountain; everyone who mentioned the City of the Dead was terrified of its existence.

"Deep in the Black Mountain dwells an old demon, its face ferocious and its howls like ghosts. At midnight, the wind whispers with ghostly cries, and the moonlight illuminates towering white bones."

There are so many of these cheesy folk songs that some of the demons hiding here are terrified just by hearing the name.

They all declared that even if they died, they would be ghosts of Montenegro and would never be collaborators.

Some even cursed, saying that even if these outsiders killed him, he would not betray his master.

Her unwavering will moved Zhang Hua and troubled Zhu Yingtai.

The enemy has already exerted an extremely strong deterrent effect even before they have shown themselves.

Of course, after Xu Xuan used the Buddha's light as a branding iron to give those guys who couldn't distinguish between the big and small kings a few hard blows.
"Buddha!! You've finally arrived!!!"

"What are those old devils and Black Mountain Lords compared to me!"

"You are this in the underworld!!"

"This way, please. I'll take you to get that bastard's head."

Several fire ghosts, bent over, wailed and gave a thumbs-up, praising the Buddha as the true tyrant of hell.

He cursed his mother in his heart, for this Buddha's light was far more powerful than the copper fire pillar.

He doesn't even kill the ghost, it's pure torture, he's a real pervert.

This Buddha is no less of a wicked monk than the Black Mountain Master.

This demonstrates the terrifying efficiency of Xu Xuan's extreme method of asking for directions.

If the intensity is controlled properly, the Buddha's light can make the ghost suffer even more. If it is combined with the White Lotus Technique, no one can deceive him unless he truly doesn't know.

What utter nonsense! It was all laid bare in Xu's eyes.

The journey became much simpler after that. These fire demons somehow produced three sedan chairs, which carried the three of them on a rapid journey.

The service was excellent.

Just then, Zhu Yingtai's spirit couldn't withstand the heat of the place, and leaning against the sedan chair made her feel much more comfortable as they moved forward.

Zhang Hua felt quite comfortable, but inwardly he felt frustrated about the struggle to survive the previous year, and he realized he still needed to learn more of Xu Shi's methods.

By the last few hours of the third day, they had even begun to set foot in the Howling Hell.

"Alright, now that we're here, we don't need your help anymore."

After getting off the sedan chair, Xu Xuan highly praised these leaders.

Then, with a swift move, he dispatched several collaborators with a burst of Buddhist light.

"Hmph, you come all this way to deliver a message?!"

Zhang Hua and Zhu Yingtai nodded, realizing that Master Xu's insight was truly remarkable.

Meanwhile, on the Bridge of Helplessness behind them, Xu Du was fighting a ghost king.

It insists that the King of the False Belly killed the evil spirit that was closing the bridge, and when it started to mock, it decisively kicked the good leg of the cripple.

He recounted the daily jokes of the ghosts in a very serious tone.

What Yama King back then?
Officials are only after a few bites of meat.

Xu Du immediately lost all desire to explain and directly launched the investigation.

In the end, the original magic weapon from the underworld proved more effective, suppressing and killing half of the opponent's body before ending the battle.

He calmly flew across the Bridge of Helplessness and entered the Sixth Prison to begin his pursuit of Zhang Hua.

but
Are they crazy?!

Xu Du sat numb in the examination hall. He had already followed them to the gates of the howling hell and could not continue.

The other party was heading straight for the City of the Wrongfully Dead to die; a high-ranking official like him wouldn't be foolish.

At the same time, he glanced down at his underlings, knowing that retreating directly might damage his prestige.

So, they could ride around the other minor hells, and after a few days, they could pretend to be regretful that they had been killed by the Black Mountain King first.

In officialdom, who can't act?
Ugh?
Why is there a golden light there? Could it be some kind of treasure?!

The government office was approached by a turn of events.

If you're lucky enough, you can really find some great treasures after the God of the Underworld disappears.

The Examination Bureau was found through previous contacts, and some ghosts even found the steel forks of the Yin soldiers, the headgear of oxen and horses, and so on.

It circled the ground for a long time near the fallen, hollow belly, and finally found a grain of gold.

Buddhist intent?

I was about to pick it up when I realized I couldn't lift it at all!
This!! This!!
A grain of sand contains a world!

A remnant of Ksitigarbha's Pure Land!
Could it be that I, with my empty belly, am the main character of the underworld?!

In their ecstasy, they failed to notice that it wasn't the only one drawn by the opportunity.

"Amitabha."

"My junior brother said that every opportunity is protected by a demon beast, but I never believed it."

"It's true?!"

"So this is considered a double celebration?"

(End of this chapter)