A Scroll of Infinite Glory

Chapter 630 Leaping Over Hell to Slay Yama

The fake Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva kept his mind focused, ignoring the mocking demonic voices behind him, and single-mindedly fled upwards.

King Pingdeng was also very good at escaping and followed closely behind.

As a result, only the City King, who was originally stationed in the eighth level of the underworld, was the most unlucky.

He neither possessed the escape abilities of the other two, and was besieged by King Yama and Lord Taishan, unable to even find a chance to temporarily avoid their attacks, and was forced to face the soaring red light.

"I don't know where this person comes from. He has such a powerful aura of killing intent. That slash just now cut through several layers of the underworld. I could never have withstood it. However, after his battle with the fake Ksitigarbha, his divine sword technique must have been somewhat hampered. Otherwise, why would he only use sword energy to pursue, without any sword form or intent?"

Once the City King made up his mind, he split his snow-white seven-section hard whip and four-sided treasure mace to the sides, deflecting the dual kings' divine powers, and then crossed them in front of him, unleashing all his strength to smash down on the red light.

"With the power of Yama to strengthen my golden body and the wisdom and wonders of the White Elephant, I cannot withstand the sharpness of the divine blade, but merely blocking its energy is a piece of cake."

"I can even use this sword energy to soar through the heavens and escape to the upper underworld!!"

The City King has fair skin and a plump build. His robes, worn by the King of Hell, are made even looser for comfort, giving him a somewhat simple and honest appearance.

Sometimes, when the Ten Kings of Hell meet and chat, they will talk about the Taoist teachings that each other has come to understand.

Everyone knows that the main cultivation method of this current City King is based on the Earth element, which is the virtue of the Earth element, and then the Earth, Water, Fire and Wind elements are derived from it. His magical power is also characterized by its balance and harmony.

However, not long ago, when Lord Taishan was caught off guard by his sneak attack, he realized that this unassuming city king might actually be the most violent of the Ten Kings of Hell in his generation.

Unbeknownst to them, this City King was originally a black boar that had become a spirit before the ancient calamity.

Because it had eaten many monks, it attracted a group of Buddhist masters who captured it, intending to refine it into a guardian deity to protect their temple.

At that time, the most popular guardian images in Buddhism were peacocks, white elephants, water buffaloes, lions, etc. A black wild boar was much less appealing and would inevitably invite ridicule if it were mentioned.

So after the monks performed the ritual on the wild boar, they made it cultivate the White Elephant Wisdom Method, shed its black fur, grow six tusks, large ears, and a long trunk, and transform it into the White Elephant Body.

Unexpectedly, this caused the great demon to fully awaken its intelligence, and its supernatural powers increased rapidly. After all the old monks of its generation had died, it became the ancestor of that lineage, and was thus favored by the Buddha, who imparted great teachings to it.

With an indestructible physical body, one can ascend to the realm of a Celestial Immortal; with an indestructible true essence, one can enter the realm of an Emperor. Concealing cause and effect, one can mingle in the mortal world, and should be chosen as the King of Hell to enter the Underworld.

As he progressed, the higher his magical power became, the stronger his physical body grew. Others could only sense his powerful magical power at the level of an emperor, but they could hardly perceive that his two transformations into a demon-Buddha body had reached a state where he had integrated his demonic nature and Buddhist golden body, achieving a state of simplicity and completeness.

Even the two magical weapons in his hands, a whip and a mace, were carved and polished using his own two fangs as the main material.

Despite the blessings bestowed upon them by the King of Hell over the years, these two magical treasures have not gained any other special uses; their only advantages are their hardness and weight.

If Guan Luoyang were wielding the Minghong Blade, there would be no way he could defeat the City King with a single strike, relying solely on the blade's energy.

However, what he is holding now is the Crimson Lotus Divine Blade, which possesses the power of a ten-star supreme treasure within the Netherworld and has completely recognized him as its master!

boom!!!!

"How could this be?!"

The City King was shaken to his core, finding it hard to believe.

He clearly recognized the red light surging up from the ravine as an invisible blade of energy, but when he actually collided with it, he felt as if his weapon had struck the top of Mount Ling.

The two ivory divine weapons failed to shatter the red light in the slightest; they were forcefully pushed up and slammed into his chest.

The red light continued to soar into the sky, crashing through the ceiling of the eighth level of the underworld and penetrating straight into the seventh level. Its momentum remained unstoppable, surging and extremely domineering.

As he wished, the City King used the impact of the sword energy to accelerate his escape from the battlefield where he was originally located.

However, his current situation is very different from what he had previously anticipated.

It wasn't that he was using the power of the sword energy to escape, but rather that he was being enveloped by this sword energy and unable to break free. In fact, because of the solidity of his physical body, he became the very tip of this sword energy, just like the tip of a blade.

It was his physical body that successively broke through the ceilings of the eighth and seventh levels of the underworld; it was his physical body that smashed through all obstacles along the way.

………………

In the sixth level of the underworld.

King Biancheng led his demon army, issuing commands that caused countless ghost kingdoms to gather their vital energy to support the heavens and earth.

Emerald green flames rose from every corner of the underworld, one after another slender yet bright, pure yet cold pillars of fire supporting the incomparably heavy sky.

The hellish formation led by Yama, the King of Hell, was suppressing that area of ​​the sky.

Despite being traitors, Yama and City King chose completely different battle tactics.

The City King had made preparations in advance, launching a surprise attack on Lord Taishan, commanding countless Heavenly Fortresses and an army of demons and gods to ambush and kill Lord Taishan's subordinates.

However, Yama, the King of Hell, did not have many ghosts and gods under his command. In terms of sheer numbers of troops, he was no match for King Biancheng.

Therefore, Yama, the King of Hell, was not prepared to engage in close combat with King Biancheng.

He directly activated all the hells, large and small, in the fifth level of the underworld, forming an impenetrable barrier that crashed down upon the sky above the sixth level of the underworld.

Those hells, large and small, have received countless sinners from all the heavens and myriad realms since time immemorial, accumulating countless wails of resentment. When the order of the underworld was intact, these resentments could be weightless, or even be transformed and utilized again.

However, when the heavens and earth were out of balance and the sacred lands fell, Yama took the opportunity to activate the formation, which was enough to make these resentments one of the heaviest things in all the heavens and myriad realms.

King Biancheng led his people in casting spells, using all their strength, but they could only barely hold their own against the hellish formation.

In the sixth level of the underworld, the distance between heaven and earth is even gradually closing.

"King Biancheng, why resist so stubbornly and continue this laughable struggle?"

The voice of Yama, the King of Hell, continued to descend from the heavens, carrying a composure unique to the victor.

"No one from the upper realm of the underworld is interfering with me, and no one from the lower realm is coming to your aid. Don't you understand what's going on?"

"I won't lie to you, the upper realms of the underworld may still be evenly matched, but in the lower realms, our side has already achieved a crushing victory."

Yama, the King of Hell, coaxed patiently, his voice laced with obvious amusement, "If you disband all your formations now, swear by your Great Dao Essence that you will turn to us, I can put in a good word for you."

"Otherwise, Ksitigarbha, King Pingdeng, and King Dushi will later lead the Underworld Emperor and the Heavenly Ghost Army to completely destroy your territory, suppressing, obliterating, and refining all the ghosts and gods of Biancheng, including you!"

King Biancheng's face was gloomy, and he did not respond, but it was clear that the morale of his ghost army was wavering.

These underworld spirits may not necessarily want to surrender, but if the situation is truly as Yama King said, it would undoubtedly be a huge blow to the morale of these spirit tribes.

The reason why there are so many ghosts and gods and such a large military force in the sixth, seventh and eighth layers of the underworld is that, in addition to the ghosts and peoples from all the heavens and myriad worlds living here, most of the various ghost races born in the underworld also gather in these three layers of the underworld to live.

Among the ghost people, there are few strong individuals, but among the native ghost clan, there are many powerful figures who have been enshrined as ghost gods to maintain the operation of the underworld.

When the underworld is peaceful, there are heavenly laws above and underworld rules below, and these ghosts and gods live quite comfortably, where selfishness and public interest can coexist.

However, if the underworld is on the verge of collapse and their own tribe is truly facing a life-or-death crisis, they are unlikely to suppress their personal feelings and completely disregard the safety of their own tribe.

At that time, even if King Biancheng still wanted to resist, these demon tribes might not be able to maintain a decent line of defense.

hum! ! !

Suddenly, it seemed as if a huge change had occurred in the lower realms of the underworld, causing the entire eighteen levels of the underworld to tremble a few times.

King Yama was overjoyed and seized the opportunity to give the order. The Hell Array was activated at full speed and clearly descended a certain distance.

The sky above the sixth level of the underworld seemed to press down on the tips of those higher mountains.

The oppressive feeling that countless kingdoms were about to be destroyed caused many mid-level ghosts and gods to change their expressions drastically, while ordinary ghosts and people trembled with fear, tears streaming down their faces, no longer daring to raise their heads.

King Biancheng also felt a sense of powerlessness.

It wasn't just because of the tremors that had just occurred throughout the underworld, but also because he felt a tremendous force surging forth from the lower levels of the underworld.

The next moment, a golden-white sphere of light pierced through the earth of the sixth layer of the underworld, with the half-illusory, half-real figure of King Equality following closely behind.

"The rebels have indeed arrived!"

King Biancheng stared blankly at the two beams of light, only to see the light sphere flash away like an illusion, directly intersecting with the Hell Array and rushing higher.

Yama's smile faltered slightly, not quite understanding why the fake Ksitigarbha didn't join him first to deal with King Biancheng.

King Pingdeng had already transformed into the void and ascended. Still feeling a bit of camaraderie, he didn't forget to send a warning message amidst his busy schedule.

"King Yama, flee at once!"

What?

King Yama's eyes flickered, and King Pingdeng had already hurriedly flown away.

Just then, a deafening roar, enough to shatter the heavens and terrify gods and demons, came from below.

King Yama looked down and saw that the land of the sixth level of the underworld was opening up to both sides.

It was as if an unknown ancient giant, slumbering beneath the earth, had awakened at this moment and opened a vertical eye.

After the narrow eyelids receded, a crimson divine light was revealed, ignoring the distance between the sixth layer of the underworld and the heavens and earth, and suddenly crashed into the hellish formation.

The booming sound spread, causing the many hells that made up this great formation to rise and fall in circles like duckweed on boundless waves.

Amidst the deafening crash, there were also agonizing screams.

The ghosts and spirits of the sixth level of the underworld could see it clearly. At the top of that red light, a figure swelled up and transformed into a giant white elephant.

It had large, protruding ears, a long, coiled nose, six jagged teeth, and an aura of Buddhist power. Its robes were adorned with scriptures, and it possessed boundless majesty.

Just by looking at its form, many ghosts felt an instant enlightenment, filled with power and wisdom.

The *Heterodox Treatise* records that "when all bodhisattvas enter their mother's womb, they take the form of white elephants."

In Buddhism, the white elephant is the most resilient and powerful. Even Bodhisattvas, when reborn into a weak state, rely on the power of the white elephant to ensure their safety.

A six-tusked white elephant is even more extraordinary.

The six teeth represent the six perfections: generosity, morality, patience, diligence, meditation, and wisdom.

One who can manifest the form of a white elephant in Buddhism and possess six tusks represents "vast vows and practices, and perfect merits," which is close to the realm of a true Buddha.

Therefore, in Buddhism, those who can use a six-tusked white elephant as part of their Dharma body are often great Bodhisattvas who have already possessed the power of a true Buddha.

The Urban King's realm is the same as that of a Bodhisattva. With the blessing of the title of Yama, his strength is no less than that of a true Buddha.

But the reason why it brings such great benefits to the countless ghosts of Ganges is not his original intention, but because he is currently struggling desperately.

The sword energy of the Crimson Lotus Divine Blade, using his true form as a vessel, crashed against the Hell Array.

The pressure that the City King had to endure was equivalent to enduring a blow from Yama, the King of Hell, and all the resentment of hell without dodging, avoiding, or using any defensive abilities.

Such pressure shattered countless rays of wisdom and divine power emanating from his body, which then scattered across the sixth level of the underworld.

When the ghosts of the sixth level of the underworld reach the end of their lifespan, they are reincarnated. Although they will not have memories of their past lives, they will retain some of their natural talents, such as physical strength and great power.

Furthermore, some ghosts might even be able to use this opportunity to break through their cultivation level, extend their lifespan in the underworld, and have the possibility of breaking through to the level of celestial immortals.

Great City King, magnificent City King! Shattering his cultivation will surely bring blessings to countless ghosts and spirits.

"roar!!!"

The six-tusked white elephant was caught between the soaring red light and the hellish array, kicking its four legs wildly and struggling desperately.

"King Yama, save me!!"

Just as Yama was about to make a move, he noticed the red light surging from the lower realms of the underworld growing stronger.

The roar was incessant, the tremors were constant, and wave after wave of crimson flames surged forth.

Beneath the cracked earth of the underworld, a terrifying figure rapidly magnifies.

After Guan Luoyang's true form left the tenth level of the underworld, which was distorted by time and space, it returned to its normal shape.

However, as he flew through the layers of the underworld, his figure was distorted and magnified greatly amidst the blazing red lotus flames.

Moreover, the closer he got, the stronger the sword energy that crashed against the hellish array became.

When he arrived at the sixth level of the underworld, Yama's hellish formation had been completely shattered.

The dark and low-lying sixth level of the underworld suddenly seemed vast and distant.

The world opened up again, the mountains and rivers became even more expansive, and everywhere the crimson clouds drifted, bright and clear.

Countless hells, large and small, exploded in all directions.

The figure of Yama King also leaped up in alarm, flying upwards at full speed, but he heard the final mournful cry from the six-tusked white elephant below.

Where the divine blade passed, the sound was like a broken string; the white elephant was headless, and its true form exploded!

Guan Luoyang flicked his wrist, and the hilt of the Crimson Lotus Divine Blade contained the City King's original mark. Without pausing, he swung the blade upwards.

Because of a single wrong thought, when King Yama was asked for help by King Dushi, he hesitated for a moment and missed his last chance to escape.

As Guan Luoyang raised his long sword, his figure suddenly soared into the sky, not only catching up with Yama, but also becoming a head taller than him.

"The fifth level, Yama?"

Amidst the laughter, the figure behind Yama, the King of Hell, swung down a long sword.

"Though we lack 100,000 banners, we'll have to make do with red lotuses."

Red lotuses bloom everywhere in the vast emptiness.

Where the divine blade falls, it cleaves the very heart of hell!

(End of this chapter)