chsdbacks Chapter 155 Ling Xiao becomes the Underworld Emperor, seizing power.
Chapter 155 Ling Xiao becomes the Underworld Emperor, seizing power.
Chapter 155 Ling Xiao becomes the Underworld Emperor, seizing power.
After Houtu finished speaking, Lingxiao smiled and said, "I'd be honored to accept your offer. Thank you, fellow Daoist."
He lacks merit, whether it be the human way, the heavenly way, or the earthly way, all of which can help him increase his strength and strengthen the will of the Dao in the acupoint world.
The alias I'm using now is Xiao Ling, and I never imagined I'd become the Emperor of the Underworld.
The position of the Underworld Emperor holds extremely high authority, second only to the Empress Pingxin.
Moreover, there is another advantage: unlike the Five Ghost Emperors, they do not have to work hard every day to govern the Ten Kings of Hell.
Like the Underworld Emperor and the Goddess of Peace, they were both high-ranking leaders who didn't have to do anything every day; they only needed to give orders to their subordinates.
Because the King of the Underworld will entrust all affairs to the Five Ghost Emperors, who will then lead the Ten Kings of Hell to keep the Underworld running.
It's practically like not having to go to work; every day, a huge amount of genuine merit flows into your account.
Furthermore, the underworld is currently blessed with abundant fortune, and becoming the King of the Underworld will also benefit Lingxiao's cultivation.
"The candidates for the Five Ghost Emperors will be selected from among the Great Witches of the Witch Clan."
"The spots for the Ten Kings of Hell will be filled by beings selected by you, fellow Daoist. What do you say?"
Houtu looked at Lingxiao.
Ling Xiao nodded in thanks.
Since they were all on his side, he didn't stand on ceremony.
We must find a way to deliver these ten Yama King titles to the Western Sect.
At this moment, the Wu tribe returned to Buzhou Mountain and selected a great shaman to become one of the five ghost emperors of the underworld.
During this time, Jieyin and Zhunti have also taken in some disciples who are loyal to the Western Sect.
Ling Xiao secretly examined their backgrounds, character, and strength, and found that they were all at the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, capable of serving as the Ten Kings of Hell.
Just as Ling Xiao, using the alias Xiao Ling, was leading the brothers Jieyin and Zhunti to the underworld.
In recent days, the various major sects in the prehistoric world have come to the end in recruiting disciples.
The twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect, Xuandu, a disciple of the Human Sect, and Duobao, Jinling, Wudang, Guiling, and Zhao Gongming of the Jie Sect were all taken in as disciples by the three sages.
The era of primordial sages has begun!
The struggle for fortune and merit has become the most coveted thing for cultivators, besides magic treasures, cultivation techniques, and resources.
Luck can bring prosperity and abundant blessings to living beings, while merit has endless wonderful uses.
However, the Three Immortal Maidens of the Jie Sect, Tongtian Jiaozhu, has not yet been found.
Perhaps it was not yet time for those three nights to take human form.
Now, the Jie Sect is mostly populated by demons, just as Yuanshi said, they are creatures with fur and horns, born from moisture and eggs.
This led to a conflict between the disciples of the Chan Sect and the disciples of the Chan Sect regarding their social standing and social status, resulting in frequent friction between the two sects.
Shouyang Mountain.
The Supreme Saint, the Primordial Heavenly Venerable, faced the Twelve Golden Immortals and Xuandu.
The Twelve Golden Immortals were all at the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, partly because Yuanshi Tianzun bestowed upon them magical power.
However, the only one who deviated from the trajectory was Huanglong Zhenren, who was not among them.
Lingxiao once said to Zhulong, "This child has great karma on his body, and he will have a karmic connection with him in the future."
Therefore, Zhulong did not allow Huanglong to leave the East Sea.
In addition, the fact that Lingxiao had become enemies with Yuanshi and Taiqing some time ago has made the Dragon Clan extremely disgusted with these two.
It would be even more impossible for Huanglong, a direct descendant of the Ancestral Dragon, to get close to Yuanshi Tianzun.
Now, let's talk about that person, Xuan Du. This person's current cultivation level is actually that of a Quasi-Saint Fourth Heaven cultivator.
This is for a reason.
The Supreme Sage doted on him greatly, sparing no expense to improve his foundation.
Xuandu himself was one of the three thousand innate human races, so he naturally had an innate background.
However, there are different levels of strength in footwork.
In order, they are: acquired, innate, innate deities, and chaotic demons.
Therefore, Xuandu was elevated to the level of a primordial deity by the Supreme Sage of Taiqing with immeasurable resources.
It should be understood that the number of innate deities, that is, those with great supernatural powers, is extremely small compared to the vast number of beings in the primordial world.
"Go then, bearing my name, go to the underworld and strive for the position of the King of the Underworld."
"At the very least, we must obtain the titles of the Five Ghost Emperors and the Ten Kings of Hell."
"If the underworld does not grant it, your grandmaster, along with Kunpeng and Randeng, will enter the underworld on their own."
When he spoke the last sentence, Yuan Shi's tone was filled with coldness.
The sage of Heaven is above all else.
The master said to have them find a way to infiltrate the underworld.
There must be a way to open the gates of the underworld!
Thus, Xuandu led the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect and the Antarctic Immortal into the Underworld.
The underworld has no sun or moon; the sky is a hazy gray, filled with sorrowful clouds and gloomy fog, eerie and terrifying.
Once a living being enters the underworld, the first thing that immortals, gods, humans, demons, and monsters see is that gloomy, heavily guarded, towering and majestic Gate of Hell.
The mountain gate was pitch black, and the horizontal plaque, as black as rust, bore the three large characters "Gate of Hell".
On both sides of the Gate of Hell, mulberry trees are planted, and flocks of crows perch on them. When the cold wind blows, the atmosphere is eerie and chilling.
Standing before the gates of hell, everyone breathed in a chilling, foul air and looked into the distance.
A platform for gazing into the distance rises behind the gates of hell.
There are even ladders to heaven, platforms for calamities, and a host of other buildings.
Beyond the Terrace of Longing for Home lies the eighteen layers of hell, where evil spirits and wronged souls roar and scream in agony.
You can see many little devils and underworld officials guarding the mountain of knives, the millstone, and the oil cauldron, watching coldly.
Before the guards at the Gate of Hell could even make a move to stop them, they were already knocked unconscious by the Twelve Golden Immortals.
Xuandu led the Twelve Golden Immortals across the Gates of Hell.
Before my eyes appeared a vast river of the underworld.
The Yellow Springs Road is not a road, but a great river like the Yellow Springs itself. After death, living beings must float in this Yellow Springs River to the Viewing Platform on the other side.
The waters of the Yellow Springs River burn the soul with a scorching pain.
If a living being has not committed too many acts of killing in its lifetime, then a ferryman will take it to the boat and ferry it away.
The group flew across the Yellow Springs Road and saw the clear and pure River of Oblivion ahead.
A bridge spans the middle of the river, known as the Bridge of Helplessness. After crossing the Bridge of Helplessness, one arrives at the Terrace of Longing for Home. Here, the soul will be briefly lucid, and then take one last look back at the world of the living.
Yin people are those who can see through the actions of Yang people.
On this platform overlooking the countryside, sits an old woman dressed in black. Beside her stands a large pot, and she is stirring the soup inside with a spoon.
The old woman acted as if she hadn't seen the arrival of the Twelve Golden Immortals and Xuandu, picked up a spoon and ladled out thirteen bowls of soup that shimmered with green light, placing them on the Eight Immortals table.
She was hunched over, her back to the crowd, and a hoarse, weathered voice came from her mouth.
"On the Bridge of Helplessness, one can only lament; right and wrong cannot be crossed across the River of Oblivion."
"Before the Stone of Three Lives, there is no right or wrong; at the Terrace of Longing for Home, we meet Meng Po."
Houtu is the representative of the Earth, cultivating the Way of the Earth and attaining the fruition of the Great Dao Law.
Meng Po, who was formed from a wisp of her divine thought, was also a powerful expert at the peak of the tenth level of the Quasi-Saint realm.
Everyone's pupils contracted, and they all stepped back.
Meng Po turned around, her face lined with deep wrinkles, and her eyes, flickering with eerie ghost fire, revealed a smile that was neither a smile nor a laugh.
"Guests have come from afar, and the yin energy of the underworld is oppressive. Have some soup to warm your body."
(End of this chapter)