Cultivation of Immortality: This is what unorthodox methods are like.

The cultivators engaged in the battle ignored the monsters' cries of agony and focused solely on gathering cultivation resources.

The king, being kind-hearted, comforted the many monsters, saying, "In history, you are destined to die."

"It makes no difference whether you die early or late."

"Since we're all going to die anyway, why not lend us a hand before we die?"

"It's not easy for us either."

"But don't worry, with your help, we have a chance to change history."

"When the time comes, we will not keep this history-changing glory to ourselves."

Upon hearing this, the monster cursed loudly, "There's a huge difference between living a thousand or eight hundred years less and living a thousand or eight hundred years more!"

"Besides, we're all dead, so we won't be able to enjoy any glory."

Upon hearing this, Wang Quan laughed and slapped the monster's head, saying, "Silly monster, have you forgotten about the Underworld?"

"This glory will descend into the underworld and be bestowed upon you."

"The beings in the underworld will cheer and praise you."

"You might even become a ghost or god in the underworld because of this glory."

"Perhaps in the underworld of the future, you will exist because of this glory until the time when we meet again, and then we can still be friends!"

The monster looked bewildered: "What you said is very good, but could you please stop talking?"

"Why?" Wang Quan asked in surprise. "I'm just making empty promises, how can you not take them?"

"Although the pancake is a bit big, it's not inedible."

"We are changing history this time."

"If we can change history, we will surely gain incredible benefits."

The purple-robed marquis leaned over and said quietly, "There's also the possibility of incurring the negative consequences of defying the heavens."

Wang Quan paused for a moment, then burst into laughter: "But we should always give it a try."

The Purple-Clad Marquis nodded: "That's right, for better or for worse, we should give it a try."

"Changing history, just thinking about it is exciting."

"I feel that changing history once will surely leave a mark on history and will surely give birth to a multitude of legends."

As he spoke, he was about to help Wang Quan open his heart to this monster.

The demon Tao Tao cried out, "But I've never heard of the Underworld!"

Upon hearing this, the Purple-Clad Marquis stopped what he was doing.

Wang Quan frowned, then chuckled and said, "You little monster, you're trying to scare people."

"You're just trying to scare us because you see that we follow the path of 'life cultivation' and can't go to the underworld."

"However, although we can't go to the underworld now, we have plenty of ways to open it, throw you in, and let you experience the life of a demon."

Upon hearing this, the monster shook its head frantically: "I'm not lying to you, I've really never heard of the Underworld."

The purple-robed marquis beside him looked grim: "Really?"

"really!"

The purple-robed marquis had a complex expression.

He was sometimes panicked and sometimes excited.

The other cultivators heard the same thing.

Some cultivators were so shaken that they muttered in disbelief, "How can there be no Netherworld?"

"The Underworld has existed for an unknown amount of time. It is said to have as many as eighteen levels, or even possibly thirty-six."

"How come there's no underworld?"

"As recorded in Taoist scriptures, there was once a netherworld!"

"If the Underworld doesn't exist in this era, then when was it established?"

"The underworld must exist; it must be a monster lying to people."

At this moment, Wang Quan took a deep breath and shouted, "Everyone, don't panic!"

"I'll refine some magical power and use it to go and take a look at the underworld."

As he spoke, he directly activated his fundamental law, opened his mouth and swallowed sunlight to refine his magical power.

Although the Daoist inscriptions were not visible, his cultivation efficiency was extremely fast—in just half an hour, he had cultivated a stream of magical power.

The other cultivators, including even the monstrous genius Ziyi Hou, all opened their mouths to gather the Great Sun and frantically refined their techniques.

Although they did not possess Yang Spirit, they had, after all, fallen from the Purple Mansion Realm, and their inherent strength was exceptionally formidable.

As long as they have magical powers, they have plenty of ways to detect whether the underworld exists.

All the cultivators, disbelieving in superstitious cultivation methods, prepared to use their techniques to detect the existence of the underworld.

The group practiced the technique.

The surviving monsters survived.

They were grateful to the monster who had been talking to the king; it was a water buffalo demon covered in black fur.

Many monsters flattered it, saying, "Brother Niu is truly amazing. He managed to shake them to their core and drive them insane with just words."

"They might go crazy."

These monsters were so terrified that they didn't hear what the water buffalo demon was saying at all.

They assumed the black-haired water buffalo demon was sharp-tongued and eloquent.

"No wonder it eats grass, its tongue moves quite nimbly."

The black-haired buffalo demon, beaming with pride, cupped his hands and said, "Not at all, not at all. Using a little trick to let the brothers live a little longer is just basic stuff."

"Watch my moves in a bit. If I don't make them go crazy, I'll be letting down all the brothers who've been hyping me up."

Upon hearing this, the monsters blew even louder.

At this moment, the black-haired water buffalo demon felt that his demonic life had reached its peak.

One hour...

Two hours...

More than three hours...

Wang Quan gathered enough magical power to form ten spells.

Then he couldn't wait to cast a spell, connecting with the underworld.

Bilibili!

Girgh!

A [Hearing the Ghosts] type spell was cast, which, in theory, allowed him to see a phantom image of a random location in the underworld.

He looked around but couldn't see any phantom.

Could it be that there really is no underworld in this historical fragment?

At this time, the Purple-Clad Marquis and others also used spells and methods similar to "Listening to the Ghosts" to contact the Underworld.

As a result, none of the more than three thousand cultivators and more than three thousand spells were able to contact the Underworld.

A thought struck Wang Quan, and he used magic to probe the second layer of the world.

As a result, the second layer of the world could not be perceived.

Other monks tried, and obtained the same result.

Stab it!

The Purple-Clad Marquis used the [Separation of the Souls] technique to cut out the spell he had created and store it in a large bone club. Then, with mixed emotions, he said, "Everyone, in this era we have descended upon, there is truly no Netherworld."

"Everyone... I have an idea..."

Wang Quan growled, "Shut up!"

"Don't tell!"

However, his reprimand came too late.

Some cultivators were distraught and ignored the words of the Purple-Clad Marquis.

However, some cultivators, their eyes gleaming with excitement, exclaimed, "Fellow Daoist, we also have an idea..."

They looked at each other, then burst into laughter.

Seeing the excited expressions on the faces of the Purple-Clad Marquis and the others, Wang Quan immediately understood what they were thinking.

They want to—open up the underworld.

As Daoist cultivators of the Purple Mansion, and as cultivators who possess tens of thousands of Daoist scriptures, almost everyone had seen how the Underworld was opened up back then.

They also knew the benefits they would receive after opening up the underworld.

These people wanted to abandon their plan to kill Liu Yong of the Great Qian Empire and instead open up the Yin Palace.

Because, since both involve changing history, it seems easier and more beneficial to open up the underworld.

The Purple-Clad Marquis and his companions were excited about opening up the Yin Palace.

However, some cultivators said with concern, "Everyone, the Underworld does not exist in this era."

Does this mean that the 108,000 volumes of Taoist scriptures also do not exist?

"Does this mean that higher realms don't exist either?"

"Does this mean that this era is very far removed from the present world?"

"After we change history, will the powerful figures of the present world be able to take us back?"

"If we can't go back, will we be forever trapped in this cycle of history, repeating the same events over and over again?"

The Purple-Clad Marquis laughed and said, "It is recorded in the 50,000th volume of the Daoist scriptures that by changing a key historical point in a historical fragment, one can break the time limit."

"At that time, we can choose to stay in this era forever, or we can choose to go back."

"Everyone, the Underworld no longer exists, and the second world no longer exists."

"Everyone, do you understand what this means?"

"If we could change the course of history and break the time loop, if we could stay in this era, we would make history."

"We will become the pioneers of the Daoist scriptures, the pioneers of the underworld, the pioneers of the second world, the pioneers of the 108 orthodox sects, the 800 unorthodox sects, and the 3,000 unorthodox paths."

"We will open up many realms, become kings and ancestors, and may even become the first immortals."