Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 488 The Sword Emerges from Shangyu
Even though Liang Shanbo knew that the underworld was an illusion, he was still somewhat afraid when he arrived there.

It was as if I could hear the songs of the underworld, and the mournful cries and howls entered my heart.

Dragged into the main hall by chains, the old man with a bodhisattva-like face sat woodenly at the head of the table, flanked by fierce-looking underworld officials holding mourning sticks, iron shackles, and soul-summoning banners.

Amidst the chilling winds, the remaining rebels sneered, "Now that you're in my clutches, your fate is sealed."

"Liang Shanbo, you are disloyal, unfilial, unkind, and unjust; you are unworthy of being a son."

"If one repents early and takes refuge under the Buddha, there is still a chance of survival."

“I can take the punishment for you, so you won’t have to suffer the torment of the eighteen levels of hell.”

Despite his trembling legs, Liang Shanbo still refused to admit it.

As long as you hold firm to your will and don't give in, you can still live. But if you truly accept it, you might not have a future.

The old man with the Bodhisattva-like face sneered, "What a tough nut to crack."

He immediately ordered them to be dragged away and served some appetizers.

Liang Shanbo was shocked. Why didn't you use words to attack and intimidate me? You're going straight for this hardcore approach.

The remnants of the White Lotus sect believed that Liang Shusheng was resolute and that the dream's evolution was very crude due to his own decline in cultivation level. They suggested sending him to the Ninth Prison before questioning him further.

The scholar was somewhat flustered when the horned henchmen pressed him onto the wooden frame.

"Senior, if you don't come soon, I might not be able to hold on."

On the other side, Zhang Hua, the operator in the underworld, was indeed doing everything in his power to carry out a rescue.

When the paper money arrived at the examination office, he knew that his junior classmate who often burned paper money had gotten into trouble.

However, due to the great boundary separating them and the fact that the other party's soul was enveloped by an alien force, it was unusable.

Forcing your way in will only harm your junior's soul.

Immediately transfer to human operator Zhu Yingtai, hoping to contact Master Xu as soon as possible.

"What! Brother Liang is in trouble?!"

The female swordswoman, who was idly practicing her sword in her boudoir, was immediately enraged. She took out a butterfly, wrote something on it, and released it.

Then they were all geared up and ready to go rescue their good brother.

Zhang Hua stopped him, saying that Liang Shusheng had already entered the dream and could not be saved unless his soul left his body.

"Oh dear, Senior Ji Rui said that Professor Xu always goes to meet the Goddess of West Lake during holidays. By the time the butterfly flies there, Brother Liang may not even have the chance to report to Senior Zhang Hua."

"I'm nearby, I'll go and provide support in the dream first."

As for astral projection, it was second nature to him.

He leaned back in the chair, then lunged forward violently, his body and soul separating.

One of the protagonist's traits is that he never talks about basic principles; if he wants to, even a mortal body can possess supernatural powers.

A beam of light flew out from Shangyu and headed straight for the neighboring Mao County.

Following the guidance of fate, he plunged headlong into the dream of the Liang family mansion.

"Brother Liang, don't panic, I'm coming!"

As the heroine Zhu plunged into her dream, she broke through layers of mist like a mudslide and saw Liang Shanbo tied to a pillar.

The clamps have already held the small target in place and are about to exert their force.

snort!
"Be bold!"

He closed his hands, then opened them again, and a crimson divine sword appeared in his palms.

Asking about the dangers of karmic fire is dangerous, but Brother Liang's situation is even more dangerous now.

He dropped the sword to increase his imposing presence.

The Yue Maiden Sword Technique incorporates the principles of heaven and earth and nature; the better one's comprehension, the greater its power, with virtually no upper limit.

Even a dream, a place of illusion, cannot deter a swordsman's determination.

Poems, begin!

"The holy monk transmits the Dharma, breaking free from the shackles and bringing true freedom. The divine being imparts the sword, severing all constraints and freeing the body from all limitations."

"Demons die!"

The minor official in the underworld was crushed to death by the divine sword. The iron chains were also broken along with it.

What a massive landslide! So reckless, so incredibly reckless!
After being rescued, Liang Shanbo was still a little scared and got up from the ground in a disheveled state.

but
"This heroine looks just like my brother."

what?
Zhu Yingtai was initially confused. "What are you talking about? I am Brother Zhu!"

Looking down again, she realized it was a woman! Forgetting that being out of one's body meant one couldn't conceal their true form, she quickly thought and feigned composure, saying, "I'm Zhu Yingtai's cousin. My name is Zhu Zhu."

"Oh dear, what time is it? Names don't matter."

"Stay close, I'll lead you out of here!"

Zhu Yingtai led her friends forward, charging into the second level of hell, the Scissors Hell. After cutting down several henchmen, they continued on to the third and fourth levels, fighting their way through all eighteen levels of hell.

They just kept smashing and banging as they charged forward.

"Behold my Yue Maiden Sword! Mountain Collapse!" "Yue Maiden Sword! Falling Rocks!" "Yue Maiden Sword! Mountain Collapse! Falling Rocks!"

Despite being in a dark and terrifying hell, they fought their way out with passionate heroism.

The heroine was overjoyed. "I've caused trouble in the underworld before! Hahahaha!"

In her excitement, Zhu Yingtai didn't notice that the two of them had been moved back to the King of Hell's palace.

The remnants of the white lotus with the Bodhisattva's face were completely baffled as to how the soul of this mortal woman who had emerged from the chaos could be found.

Her swordsmanship is indeed quite wondrous, but isn't she afraid at all?
The eighteen-layered hell illusion technique he constructed based on ancient texts was incredibly realistic and could even absorb fear to strengthen the illusion. It was truly a secret technique among secret techniques, so how could he not hold his opponent back for even a moment?

"Does a place so crude and barren deserve to be called hell?"

Have you ever been to the Netherworld Mountain? Do you know that there are vengeful ghosts under the Naihe Bridge? Have you seen the real underworld? Have you been to the thousands of minor hells?

"The scorching hell is a dryness that comes from the heart, not just a dry mouth and throat."

"The most shameful thing is that the Netherworld soil on the ground has absolutely no Netherworld laws. Do you understand what 'chilling cold' means?"

At this moment, Zhu Yingtai looked at the demon as if he were a green recruit.

He exudes a professional aura from head to toe.

Remember, no one knows the underworld better than me.

Such a confident woman is radiant, stunningly beautiful, and captivating.

Liang Shanbo realized something: he might be in love.

Zhu's cousin's beautiful and charming appearance only caught his eye, but the heroic spirit of breaking through hell and fighting against heaven and earth just now really touched him.

Who wouldn't love a girl who is beautiful, capable, and confident?

One was full of passion, the other was filled with excitement, which made the villain on the other side very unhappy.

Can you please show me some respect? The opening was so eerie and terrifying, and now you're acting like a clown.

Using the Dream Entry Technique is merely my gentlest method.

Since that's the case, you two can just be a pair of star-crossed lovers.

A flash of white light appeared, and a jade-like finger pointed out. The dream began to collapse, and with it, the soul.

Zhu Yingtai was prepared to fight to the death, while Liang Shanbo felt extremely guilty, realizing he had dragged her down.

Suddenly, golden light descended.

A giant hand descended from the sky, and golden Buddhist light illuminated every corner of the dream.

The Great Vajra's divine power broke through the barrier, forming a light curtain that slowly obscured the view of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai.

Then a finger pointed out from the sky.

'These remnants of the White Lotus sect dare to impersonate Dharma protectors? They're utterly shameless!'

The lion's roar echoed in the dream, embodying the Buddha's anger.

The remaining followers were shocked by the enemy's intervention, angered by the interference of Buddhism, and delighted.
She sat down with a smile and transformed into a white fruit.

Xu Xuan descended and refined it in one go.

It's a pity it's another Divine Soul Fruit. Those remnants of the White Lotus always make themselves look neither human nor ghost.

This fruit is congenitally incomplete, lacking the two treasures of essence and vital energy, thus greatly reducing its value.

How can I improve if you all lack self-respect?

When he turned around again, his expression was somewhat strange.

“That Liang Shanbo, go back to the academy and carve a thousand characters for ‘rites’.”

He was like a young boy, with a radiant expression and burning eyes.

People in ancient times were just as unrestrained and direct when they fell in love.

The atmosphere of the Jin Dynasty!
Zhu Yingtai was so embarrassed by her good brother's gaze that she hurriedly flew away, her soul returning to its body.

(End of this chapter)