Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 512 Re-entering the Underworld
boom!
A cloud of mist bursts forth from the tranquil West Lake, and a green figure, carrying the will to freedom, soars into the sky.

Ahhh~~~~~
Standing on the clouds, arms outstretched, quietly bathed in sunlight, the wind whispering past my ears.

For some reason, perhaps it was the scholar-monk's constant nagging about the decline of Tao and the rise of demons that made it impossible for him to calm down and cultivate.

She had lived like this for the past five hundred years, but after being suppressed for a few days recently, she felt disgusted.

Perhaps the scenery outside is more beautiful.

Releasing the pressure and pausing his cultivation, the aura of the Water God of Taihu Lake was reactivated.

The waves of the sea surged around him, his demonic body gathering boundless power, and his eyes blazing with terrifying light.

The same jade, bright silver armor, and embroidered boots, but today they exude an even more domineering and unparalleled aura.

Looking down, a gentle, cold current flows through the clouds, and the clear, deep waves reflect the red sunlight.

Beautiful woman, beautiful scenery, beautiful mood.

In this situation, it would be a disservice to myself and to heaven and earth not to say something.

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but his words seemed rather dull. Could it be that he's the number one demon again?
Culture, oh culture~~~ Why make things so difficult for a great demon like me?
How hateful! How hateful! I hate it all!
Destination: East-northeast. Let's go!
Crossing mountains and rivers, traversing clouds and rain, speeding along the way.

Xu Xuan also saw the reinforcements arrive, but their aura didn't seem like they were coming to fight the BOSS, but rather like they were coming to fight me?

I must say, the little monster's equipment looks upgraded again today.

tsk tsk.
I, Xu, simply cannot stand these native little monsters who act as if they've acquired an upgrade panel.

Everything was prepared, from the path of cultivation to the equipment, but there was no joy in cultivation at all.

Unless I get one too, I'm going to complain.

When the Holy Father saw Xiaoqing, he was infected by her naivety and even became a bit childish himself.

But since it's already at someone's ancestral grave, why hasn't it been laid down yet?
Xiaoqing refused to go down, glaring at the bastard below with resentment in her eyes.

Xu Xuan suddenly realized that he hadn't yet done the thing he promised the little monster.

Clear your throat.

Spanning the six directions, the Green Serpent naturally exudes an aura of soaring clouds; traversing the eight wastelands, the Water Lord possesses an invincible heart.

Xiaoqing nodded, agreeing with the general idea.

But that's not enough!

I will be attending many important occasions in the future, and Master Xu must continue to work hard.

After finishing the outfit and striking a cool landing pose, he couldn't contain his excitement and exclaimed, "Who are we going to chop up!"

Just like back then, opening his mouth makes him seem uncultured.

There was no need to consider tactics at all; Xu Xuan would just tell her who to cut down and she would cut down whoever he wanted.

However, this time the map instance is slightly special.

"The underworld."

The bronze pillars of the Sixth Prison have all come out; how could Xu Xuan not know that it was the devils below who were causing trouble?

Furthermore, this place has an additional passage between Yin and Yang that bypasses the gates of hell; how could one not sense the collision of Yin winds and Yang fires that connect the two realms?

Therefore, this time the Holy Father will descend upon the underworld a second time.

And it was like my senior brother, physically entering!
He has already been removed from the Three Realms and is no longer subject to reincarnation. If his soul were to enter without the protection of his physical body, the margin for error would be too small.

The henchman, Xiaoqing, said there was no problem. He lightly tapped his finger on his armor, and the bright silver armor turned into a dark, sinister color, instantly filling the air with yin energy.

The dragon and phoenix patterns on the armor transformed into ferocious ghost and beast patterns, and the blue ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) was tinged with a sense of desolation.

Even his face had a touch of gloomy eyeshadow. The Gan Jiang and Mo Xie behind him exuded their demonic aura as always.

Having withdrawn the power of the Water God, Xiao Qing now only exudes demonic yin energy, making her appear to be a local demon king of the underworld.

"Alright, alright," Xu Xuan said, having nothing more to say.

As for himself, he didn't have many fancy tricks. He put his hands together and transformed!
The raging flames, like a tornado, obscured the view, until the flames exploded!

Wearing a crimson lotus crown on her head, with two ribbons fluttering behind her head, demonic flames illuminating her path on her forehead, and two circles behind her head dividing the sun and moon.

His monk's robe was dark ink with lotus patterns, and two sashes tied at his waist. He wore a pair of cloud-stepping shoes, which seemed to frighten the stars in the night. His face was as white as jade, and his lips were like a drop of cinnabar.

The Holy Father skin, Underworld Special Edition, also known as the Monk Who Reverses the Scriptures.

With this look and demeanor, nobody would believe he's a good person.

Xiaoqing was envious again; her own disguise was too ordinary.
Xu Xuan stopped posing and set off immediately.

He and Xiaoqing had skin resembling that of the underworld, but the three students didn't, especially Zao.

In hell, a heart brimming with yang energy and filled with unwavering loyalty is a beacon; how could anyone not see it?

Thinking of this, Xu Xuan took a step, and the black evil earth extended downwards, connecting the Yin-Yang passage.

A black portal was forcibly pulled up by chains of karmic fire.

Let’s go!
Xu Qing and the other demon walked calmly down the black road, crossed the boundary, and were enveloped by the laws of the underworld.

Someone instantly felt right at home.

In the underworld, the Holy Father can disregard human destiny, indulge in his own desires, fully display his talents, and exert some of his power.

At that moment, the Gates of Hell in the Underworld suddenly trembled.

The banners on both sides fluttered wildly, and countless ghosts and spirits cried out in deafening cries.

It seemed as if they sensed that some ghostly thing had descended again, but it hadn't entered through the main entrance, so they couldn't stop it.

The ruins of the Ten Kings Palace were also filled with flashing lights, but unfortunately all the ghosts and gods of the underworld had perished, and no underworld deity could go to subdue the demons.

Xu Xuan, who was smuggling himself into the underworld, had no idea that he had already been registered there.

Seeing the familiar scenery, he was immersed in the joy of revisiting a familiar place.

"Look, this is hell."

Across vast stretches of scorched earth, thousands of glowing red copper pillars stand like a crimson forest.

The evil spirits being tortured atop the bronze pillar are wailing, regretting, and going mad.

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

This is just one stop in their torture. For example, Ji Rui's great-grandfather must have had several more hellish punishments to endure. There is no doubt about that.

The moment I stepped in, the scorching energy immediately disrupted my balance.

However, since both of them possessed unique cultivation techniques or numerous magical treasures, they quickly recovered.

Xu Xuan even stood atop a bronze pillar to observe the qi (vital energy).

I felt something was wrong as soon as I entered; the Sixth Prison was too lively.

The dark clouds formed by the condensation of war energy clashed among several major factions in a crimson world.

Several powerful auras were mixed together, each vying for dominance, turning what should have been a peaceful hell into a chaotic mess, far from its former tranquility.

In just six months, even Hell has fallen into chaos.

This situation is not very favorable for finding people, and Xu Xuan felt that some plans needed to be reconsidered.

Of course, the first step was already planned and doesn't need to be changed.

"Xiaoqing, now I will teach you how to survive in the complex and terrifying underworld."

Under the expectant gaze of the little demon, Xu took out his ever-present incense from his robes and bowed towards the four directions of the underworld, saying:

"Great compassion and great vows, great holiness and great mercy!"

"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Mahasattva!"

That's right, that's the most crucial point.

Make full use of your own karma-bound nature to actively form connections with many righteous predecessors who have passed away.

Currently, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and Yu the Great are the most successful examples.

On the other hand, there are figures like Lu Pan and Jiang Long, which can be described as a double-edged sword.

(End of this chapter)