Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 973 Calamity Enters the Netherworld

In the mortal realm, the Stone King left his last handprint.

The "Suimen Platform" shone brightly, like a beacon fire lit in the dark night, instantly becoming the energy focus of the entire Reversal Dragon-Slaying Formation.

Immediately following, like a chain reaction, the six stone platforms, namely "Jianlintai", "Xingshuntai", "Kunmutai", "Zhenxiantai", "Hezhangtai", and "Kongjutai", could no longer withstand the burden of having their spiritual energy forcibly extracted. The cracks covering the platforms suddenly widened, emitting a deafening roar!

Boom boom boom boom boom!

The six stone platforms exploded one after another, sending fragments flying, but the pure spiritual energy formed from the precious spiritual objects contained in their cores did not dissipate.

Instead, guided by the power of the formation, it transformed into six dazzling streams of light of different colors, all of which poured into the single "Suimen Platform".

The "Suimentai" was subjected to such enormous energy that the platform trembled violently.

The yin and yang forces that converged here surged, finally breaking through that tough barrier between yin and yang.

Tsk-!
The sound was clearer than any previous noise, like the tearing of silk as if the membranes of heaven and earth were being ripped open, resounding deep within everyone's soul.

On the desolate plains of Dazexiang, a huge rift was forcibly torn open in the void.

Chaotic yin and yang energy surged forth, and the outline of a colossal creature began to emerge and coalesce with difficulty.

However, what was ultimately presented was not the imposing and solemn pass with clear underworld symbols that everyone had imagined.

There are no sprawling city walls, no neat gray tiles, no blood-red pillars supporting the heavens and the earth, and certainly no ancient characters that symbolize the entrance to the underworld, "Gate of the Underworld," which inspire awe and fear.

There was only one thing: a solitary, dark doorway standing alone at the edge of the void.

The doorway was incredibly deep, as if it connected to the ultimate darkness of the universe.

The edges of the door frame were blurred and irregular, constantly twisting and writhing, like a living thing breathing.

From within the door came the piercing sound of millions of ghosts wailing in unison, mixed with the noise of dragging chains and howling winds, stabbing straight to the eardrums, shaking the mind, and involuntarily sending chills down one's spine from the depths of one's soul.

Even more terrifying, as the doorway stabilized, a massive amount of extremely pure death energy surged out from it like a dam bursting!

Wherever this torrent of deathly energy passed, life was instantly stripped away, and the earth was covered with a thick layer of black ice crystals at a visible speed.

The grass and trees withered, the insects and ants died, and even the air seemed to freeze.

The laws of the entire region are being forcibly reversed, showing a terrifying trend of transforming it from a fertile land of the living into a dead land of the dead!
The young heroes of Mount Shu, who had never personally experienced the opening of the gates of the underworld, all became extremely serious and solemn.

Although they had heard Master Qing describe his adventures in the underworld with great enthusiasm, witnessing and experiencing such a massive torrent of death energy was a completely different matter.

It was not just cold and gloomy, but a law-like power that eroded all things and brought everything to an end.

Simply standing on the edge of the torrent, the protective sword energy spontaneously surged and circulated, resisting the all-pervasive erosion.

"The end for billions of lives...it is truly terrifying!"

Qi Lingyun couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice. Shushan rarely dealt with the underworld back then, and this was the first time she had ever seen such a scene.

However, Xiaoqing, who had experienced several big events, immediately sensed that something was wrong.

She frowned, her tone filled with doubt: "This gate... the aura is off. It's not the kind of gate of hell we saw last time?"

Xu Xuan, as an old friend of the underworld, was the first to notice the matter.

After a moment, he slowly spoke, his tone tinged with inquiry: "Hmm, the coordinates do indeed lead to hell, and the smell is authentic. But this door is not an extension of Amen."

This portal is a product of temporary 'catalysis'.

A profound sense of life and death flows through it; it is a deformed offspring resulting from the collision of the Yin and Yang principles.

"However... what's interesting is that I can indeed sense a trace of the extremely faint but highly powerful will of the 'Gate of Hell' attached to it, as if it was attracted by the commotion here and thus manifested a trace of it."

"strangeness."

It is clear that the Great Wisdom Dharma King does not have the ability to open the true gate.

As far as Xu Xuan knew, the connection between Yin and Yang was a matter of great importance to Heaven and Earth, and it was no ordinary matter.

Apart from the established passages under the rule of the Lord of Mount Tai and the entrance to the Ghost City guarded by the Emperor of Fengdu, there are basically no stable and formal routes to descend directly to the Netherworld.

The remaining temporary "visa" authority is mostly in the hands of the orthodox sects of Buddhism and Taoism with profound foundations.

Moreover, it is often only during important times when the laws of yin and yang are loosened, such as holding large-scale water and land rituals, Luotian Grand Ritual, or the Ghost Festival, that a brief gap can be created by relying on the grand ceremony and the blessings of the ancestors to guide or deliver the souls of the deceased.

Chen Sheng spent hundreds of years in the underworld, but he obviously didn't get a proper "ghost and god" position. He was just a powerful ghost king who controlled a region.

Therefore, this gateway is essentially a route for smuggling. It's roughly the same size as the area between the Ji family ancestral graves and Guo Beicheng.

In my spiritual perception, I also saw a very subtle "meaning".

There was a sense of "resistance" tinged with helplessness and wariness, and the source of this resistance subtly pointed to oneself.

Xu Xuan couldn't help but wonder, "Could it be that 'Amen' is deliberately preventing me, an ordinary, kind-hearted saint, from entering?"

"That's giving me too much credit. I'm just a minor cultivator at the third realm."

The idea seemed absurd, yet also somewhat funny.

To verify this inexplicable feeling, Xu Xuan stepped out from the crowd and slowly walked to the black doorway that was constantly spewing death energy.

He cleared his throat and, in a casual tone as if knocking on the door of someone returning home, spoke to the deep darkness:

"It's me, Xu Xuan."

He paused, then added two more words, with an air of unquestionable authority:

"Open the door." As soon as the words were spoken, the black doorway, which had been stable and exuding a sinister aura, suddenly began to tremble violently!

It wasn't the kind of unstable shaking caused by an energy impact, but rather a violent struggle, a trembling that was caught in a dilemma.

hum hum... hum hum...

Xu Xuan's face darkened.

"Hey! It really is the will of 'Amen' rejecting me?"

I'm speechless.

The underworld has existed for countless ages; what storms haven't it weathered?

In ancient times, weren't there countless examples of those lawless immortals, gods, bodhisattvas, and even demon saints and devils who directly broke through the yin and yang realms, stormed into the underworld to seize souls, and wreaked havoc?

Why is it that he, a human cultivator who has not yet become an immortal, is the one being "specially cared for"?

This is way too targeted!

However, no matter how much the will of the underworld "dislikes" Xu Xuan, this unstable factor, the Reversal Dragon-Slaying Formation set up by the Great Wisdom Dharma King is still operating at full capacity.

The force that forcibly tore Yin and Yang apart was like a giant lever, which had already pried open the cracks in the laws.

The will of the Gates of Hell attached to it could not completely defy this brute force reversed by the spiritual veins of the mountains and rivers.

With another reluctant creaking sound, the black doorway finally opened slowly inwards a crack.

The chilling, deathly aura intensified instantly, and the boundless pool of blood behind the door became faintly visible.

Xu Xuan suppressed his displeasure and turned around to face the group of "Justice Squad" behind him who were eager to fight.

He cleared his throat, his face becoming serious, and began his pre-battle mobilization in a slow and deliberate tone:

"Ladies and gentlemen, the underworld is no benevolent place. It is fraught with danger and its laws are vastly different. A slight misstep could lead to utter destruction. Remember, proceed with caution and proceed with utmost care."

Then, he abruptly changed the subject, righteously and sternly setting the tone for the operation:
"Remember, we are not here for personal gain, but to maintain the balance and order between the Yin and Yang realms! We are an army of justice!"

Finally, with a hint of regret and resolve, he added:

"This time, we're venturing deep into the lion's den. The situation is complex, and it's hard to tell friend from foe... It's probably going to be much harder to 'leave no survivors' like before. Everyone should do their best and adapt to the situation."

His words sounded grand and dignified, and combined with his handsome face, he did indeed have the air of a righteous hero.

"set off!"

At a command, the members of Baoan Hall, each carrying a knife and sword, stepped forward in turn, their figures quickly swallowed up by the dark cave entrance.

Only after everyone else had gone inside did Xiaoqing suddenly reach out and grab Xu Xuan, who was about to take a step.

She leaned close to her ear and whispered a few words quickly.

"You know, I, Xiaoqing, am a respectable demon."

“My young apprentice and many younger generations are still around. This is the perfect time to set an example for them.”

Xu Xuan almost laughed at those words.

But it's good that he doesn't forget his original intention. The little monster's cultivation path is so smooth. Besides relying on powerful people and having cheat codes, his mind is also extremely pure.

They nodded slightly, seemingly reaching some tacit "agreement" instantly.

Xiaoqing was finally satisfied, and with a flash, she disappeared into the darkness.

Xu Xuan was the last to go in. The moment his figure completely disappeared inside the doorway.

In the mortal realm, there seemed to be an invisible and intangible force, yet powerful enough to stir up the river of fate, called "calamity energy," which, like a magnet, followed his footsteps and flowed into the portal.

The trembling of the black doorway in the wilderness suddenly reached its peak, as if bearing an enormous burden of cause and effect and pressure that this "temporary worker" should not have to bear.

A great calamity, like a tidal wave, swept across the universe; no corner could withstand it, and no one could escape it.

This is the way of things; those who follow it may not live, while those who oppose it will surely perish.

The underworld, a world of the dead that should have been relatively independent, has become inescapable with the intrusion of the Justice Squad.

This is why Amen resisted Xu Xuan's frequent coming down.

They've gone too far each time, and this time they even dragged Li Yingqi and others into it. They're truly a menace.

At the same moment Xu Xuan stepped into the underworld, the Great Wisdom Dharma King, far away in a secret realm, was suddenly shaken!
He suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze flashing with a sharp light that instantly fell upon the table in front of him.

On the table, a miniature stone platform, a magical artifact connected to the core of the Reversal Dragon-Slaying Array in Daze Township, Ji County, shattered without warning with a "crack," turning into a pile of lifeless, stubborn stones!

A look of surprise flashed across his face.

"Something went wrong? The formation was forcibly altered, and the core spiritual artifacts were completely destroyed... What was that bastard Hou Sheng thinking?!"

A violent killing intent surged into his heart instantly, and a fierce glint flashed in his eyes.

The image of Hou Sheng's obsequious yet incompetent face flashed through my mind, along with a hundred ways to torture him to the point of utter annihilation using the most cruel religious rules and punishments.

A strong urge made him almost want to get up immediately and personally deal with this good-for-nothing who was more of a hindrance than a help.

However, just as the killing intent reached its peak, the mysterious array plate hanging at his waist and the faint golden magic seal that appeared between his brows both lit up slightly at the same time.

(End of this chapter)