Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 737 was all done by Black Mountain.
The token was real, the aura was real, and the self-introduction was flawless.

The Yin-Yang Dharma King was no fool. Even if everything was true, he still used some methods to test it in secret.

I can sense that this human monk has an inextricable connection with the underworld, that he is a purely evil person, and that he has an inextricable connection with the fate of Black Mountain.

It was an exceptionally strong bond, the kind of bond that was absolutely the strongest of confidants.

Only in this way can we live in peace. After all, even in war, one should not kill the messenger. This is the demeanor of a king of the underworld.

It's unbelievable that Black Mountain's Black Mountain Army, which was supposedly sent into reincarnation, still has such a formidable force remaining. No wonder it's a place that can occupy the Sixth Great Prison.

As she listened to Xu Xuan's impassioned speech, the corner of her mouth twitched almost imperceptibly.

"What a magnificent white jade pillar supporting the sky, a purple-gold beam spanning the sea..." He thought to himself with a sneer, but his face remained impassive.

He knew the Black Mountain Demon's character all too well; he had witnessed the Demon's plunder of the City of the Wrongfully Dead and the massacre of 30,000 miles back then.

That's the good thing about having a long lifespan; you get to see more things.

So when I hear the phrase "guarding the peace of the underworld," my first reaction is, "How could someone drink like that after just a few dishes..."

Regardless of the veracity of these words, how could the underworld possibly become great simply because of a single overlord?

Even if Black Mountain truly obtained the inheritance of the Netherworld Lord, and had ten helpers like himself, it would be a pipe dream to dominate the underworld.

The underworld is vast and boundless, with three hundred and sixty smaller hells nested beneath the eighteen levels of the Great Hell.
Which of the old ghosts in the many underworld capitals and temples doesn't have a thousand years of cultivation?

Not to mention the divine inheritance within the Six Paths and the terrifying monsters that have slumbered since ancient times in the outer sea.

The Yin-Yang Dharma King slowly shook his head, his eyes reflecting the flow of Yin and Yang energies, and in his heart, he crushed all his so-called grand ambitions into nothingness.

"Such empty talk is best left unsaid." He flicked his sleeve. "I do have a few real questions..."

The commission for the Five Directions Ghost Emperor's Dojo is not yet complete, and there are also a few questions I want to know the answers to.

"Was it you who caused the disappearance of dozens of ghost kings a year ago?" The Yin-Yang Dharma King asked a question that had long been settled.

"It was... Lord Black Mountain who made it."

Xu Xuan's answer was also resolute. When he kidnapped dozens of ghost kings, he had clearly used the name of Black Mountain in a grand manner, and Xiao Qing and he had acted without any flaws.

When the spirits in Jambudvipa communicated with the demons, they truly showed everyone what the Black Mountain Demon looked like, and we even uttered a few famous quotes on the spot.

It also expressed the bold statement of unifying the underworld.

So now you're bringing up old stories?
Everyone else believes it, but you don't?

The Father's murderous intent surged!
With a butterfly held in his palm, he remained unmoved, his mind focused, and his expression calm as he asked, "Did the Dharma King not witness the scene of the spirit manifesting itself?"

“My king has already issued a warning in front of all the ghost kings.”

Yin Yang Dharma King...

He had certainly seen that psychic video—the Black Mountain Demon's aura was undeniably real. But it was precisely this "perfection" that made him linger in doubt.

"I'm just curious... since Black Mountain is studying the Netherworld's heritage overseas, why would he specifically come back to capture a few weak Ghost Kings?"

What a villain who's good at deduction; he even pays attention to such details.

In that split second, Xu Xuan didn't immediately release the butterfly, but instead came up with a reason.

"The seal on Mount Wojiao can only be broken with a sacrifice..."

That makes perfect sense, absolutely perfect.

It's normal for the Netherworld Inheritance to have some minor challenges and tests.

However, if you continue to ask... you might lose your physical body, Your Majesty.

Upon hearing this, the Yin-Yang Dharma King nodded, a hint of realization flashing in his ghostly eyes.

"I see..." he murmured to himself, the entire logical chain already completed in his mind.

With spirits and Black Mountain's trusted confidants as witnesses, all that's missing is the Black Mountain Demon's true form confirming it. Therefore, it must be true.

The next step is to question one thing.

"Did you also orchestrate the events at the Yin Heaven Palace of Zhou in the Six Heavens of Luo Feng?"

The Lord of Exhaustion and the Great Anata King, among others, believed that the events that occurred in Mount Luofeng were the work of a great demon from the human world.

They thought the enemy hadn't stopped after driving away Black Mountain, but instead invaded the Northern Ghost Emperor's dojo. How arrogant!

Now it seems that might not be the case.

Xu Xuan answered this core question with ease, after all, practice makes perfect.

“Amitabha… It was indeed Lord Black Mountain’s doing.” He smiled, as if he were talking about a trivial matter.

"The Montenegrin leader, after much painful reflection, believed that one of the reasons for past failures was the lack of diversity in his talent pool."

"The Emperor Ghost has a great understanding of the human world, is ambitious, has a stoic and resolute heart, and possesses remarkable abilities."

"In human terms, what is most important when the Tao declines and the demons rise?"

"He is a talented person."

"To be placed in the underworld, one must be a genius."

"We need a genius like this to rebuild the Black Mountain Army!"

Mr. Xu, the HR representative from Montenegro, stated this, and his reasoning remained impeccable.

The Yin-Yang Dharma King was stunned. He really didn't expect that the Black Mountain Demon had been hiding in the shadows and doing so many things. This was too inspiring.

This guy wasn't like that before.

Xu Xuan immediately began patching the system.

"It all started from... that day."

The Black Mountain King's most loyal subordinate's expression turned somber as he spoke, and the blazing fire in his eyes dimmed.

His eyes were slightly red, and his voice was hoarse: "That day... the shadow left behind by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in the past was stirred up by demons in the human world, and with the power of the vows of countless untimely-death ghosts, the City of the Wrongfully Dead was leveled." His fists clenched so tightly they cracked, "The bald monk Ruoxu of the Pure Land Sect took the opportunity to launch a sneak attack, and Your Majesty's Dharma body shattered on the spot—"

As he said this, his throat bobbed, as if he was trying to hold back a sob.

The mountain wind howled, and the grass and trees bowed low.

“But before His Majesty went to the outer sea, he said…” Xu Xuan suddenly looked up, his eyes flashing with fanatical light.

"I will definitely come back!"

Hearing this, the Yin-Yang Dharma King felt a sense of empathy and a touch of compassion welled up in his heart.

I also have my own Yin-Yang Dharma Realm. If it were suddenly destroyed, it would truly be worse than death.

While thinking about all this, he couldn't help but urge for more updates, as he was even more curious about what would happen next.

Xu Xuan also pushed the emotions that had just been built up to a new climax.

"Two years!"

"Two years later, the king found me!"

"And so this grand plan came about."

"The king said he struggled at sea for two years to seize this opportunity, not to prove himself, but to tell everyone that he would take back what he had lost!"

The last line echoed nine times in the ruins of Lanruo, startling the white-boned crows that filled the mountain.

Xu Xuan's portrayal of the protagonist in Heishan is incredibly moving, conveying a sense of profound hardship and misery.

(End of this chapter)