Ancestor Minghe has been completely conquered, and Qin Feng is too lazy to stay in this dirty and smelly Blood Sea any longer.
Anyway, the watchdog is in place, and Underworld Branch's frame is finally set up.
My next target is the real core of this underworld, where Six Paths of Reincarnation is.
"Master, walk slowly!"
Ancestor Minghe's flattering voice came from behind, his posture was very low, for fear that Qin Feng would be dissatisfied and turn around to "drink" a sip of soup.
Qin Feng didn't look back, just waved his hand casually, and his body turned into a stream of light and flew deeper into the Netherworld.
Blood Sea, which had just experienced a scene that was almost swallowed up, was as quiet as a pool of stagnant water.
As Qin Feng advanced, an aura that was even more terrifying and vast than the pressure of Ancestor Minghe and Blood Sea began to spread toward the entire Netherworld without reservation.
In this aura, there is both the domineering power of swallowing everything and the beginning of chaos, and there is also a hint of absolute majesty that even veteran Quasi-Saint like Minghe has surrendered to.
The first hall, King Qin Guang hall.
While reviewing Book of Life and Death's King Qin Guang, the Judge's Brush in my hand trembled violently, and a drop of thick ink dripped, instantly staining the fate of a man who had not yet finished his life.
"This... what kind of breath is this?"
King Qin Guang suddenly raised his head, his face full of horror, his gaze seemed to penetrate the layers of the palace, looking towards the direction from which the breath came.
As the leader of Ten Yama Kings, he is in charge of the Netherworld. In hundreds of millions of years, he has never felt such heart-stopping pressure.
Even when Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva brought the Diting beast into the underworld, its power was only one ten thousandth of what it is now!
What frightened him even more was that he smelled a familiar smell in this breath.
That's the direction of...Netherworld Blood Sea!
There is also a hint of...Ancestor Minghe!
However, the aura that belonged to Ancestor Minghe, which was once integrated with the Blood Sea, and was extremely domineering, has now become extremely weak, humble, and even full of flattery and begging for mercy.
It was as if a tiger roaming the mountains and forests suddenly turned into a pug that wagged its tail crazily when it saw its owner.
An extremely ridiculous idea emerged from King Qin Guang's heart uncontrollably.
Minghe That old thing... has been subdued?
As soon as this idea appeared, King Qin Guang was so frightened that he shivered all over, and the Judge's Brush in his hand fell to the ground with a "clack".
Impossible! Absolutely impossible!
What kind of person is Ancestor Minghe? Blood Sea is immortal, and Minghe is immortal! That is hob meat that gives even a saint a headache, how can it be conquered by others!
But... but what's the explanation for this breath?
Just when he was in a state of shock and disbelief.
That extremely terrifying aura was rushing straight towards his King Qin Guang palace at an alarming speed!
Quick!
Extremely fast!
King Qin Guang didn't even have time to react before the coercion came to the front of the palace.
"Boom!"
The entire Yama Palace, which was made of Nine Nether Divine Iron, let out an overwhelmed wail under this pressure.
In the hall, there were countless ghost servants and judges. They didn't even have time to scream, and were pinned to the ground by this coercion, unable to move. Their ghost bodies were uncertain, as if their souls would fly away at any time.
King Qin Guang's face turned pale, and he felt that a Primordial Divine Mountain was pressing hard on his Primordial Spirit, making it extremely difficult for him to even breathe.
He wanted to resist and use his magic weapon.
But in front of that aura, his proud Quasi-Saint cultivation was like a small boat in the ocean, unable to flip even a single wave.
He finally understood that Ancestor Minghe's surrender was not a rumor, but a fact!
The existence that can make that old monster Minghe kneel down, its strength... has exceeded the limit of his imagination!
There was no time to think too much, the instinct of survival overwhelmed everything else.
King Qin Guang used all his strength to rush out of the hall, rolling and crawling. Facing the stream of light that flashed over his head, he knelt down heavily and buried his head deeply on the cold ground.
"Congratulations... congratulations, senior!"
He didn't even see clearly who the other party was or what he looked like, so he could only use all his strength to let out a humble roar.
It's not just the first hall.
The second hall, King Chu Jiang.
The third hall is the Emperor of the Song Dynasty.
The tenth hall, the wheel-turning king.
As Qin Feng flew past, along the entire path leading to the depths of the underworld, the ten majestic Yama Halls all opened their doors.
The ten kings of Yama, who had once been in charge of the reincarnation of billions of living beings and were powerful in the three realms, seemed to have made an agreement at this moment. They all rushed out of the palace in the most embarrassing posture, facing the direction of the sky, throwing themselves on the ground and kneeling on the ground.
The countless ghosts and ghosts behind them were all prostrate on the ground, trembling, not even daring to have a single thought.
Ox-Head and Horse-Face, who was inspecting the Naihe Bridge, felt the breath at the moment. His legs softened, and the huge body hit the bridge with a "bang", scaring countless ghosts waiting to be reincarnated out of their wits.
Black and White Impermanence was seducing the soul on the Huangquan Road. The mourning stick and the soul-seducing rope flew out of his hands. The two "people" rolled and crawled to the ground and knelt on the roadside, their figures becoming illusory due to fear.
The entire Netherworld fell into unprecedented silence at this moment.
All the dark winds stopped howling, and all the ghost cries stopped abruptly.
Billions of ghosts and ghosts were all pinned in place by this supreme pressure, unable to move.
This is a scene that has never happened since the establishment of the underworld.
A supreme being, with the posture of a king patrolling his territory, penetrated the entire netherworld unimpeded.
All the Yin gods are kneeling down.
All the ghosts were silent.
And Qin Feng, the person who caused all this, didn't even bother to look at them.
In his eyes, these so-called Ten Yama Kings and Ox-Head and Horse-Face are just a bunch of chickens and dogs, and they are not even qualified to let him stay for one more second.
Under the clear guidance of the system, he passed through the layers of netherworld, bypassed the eerie Eighteen Levels of Hell, and flew straight towards the final destination.
The deeper you go, the more bizarre the surrounding scenery becomes.
The gloomy ghostly aura gradually dissipated, replaced by a warm and peaceful atmosphere.
Dots of golden light began to float in the air, and every speck of light contained the power of pure and ultimate merit.
It was as if there was an invisible Sanskrit Chants singing in my ears. It was not any scripture, but the highest hymn of "compassion" and "dedication" from the great avenue of heaven and earth.
Finally, Qin Feng passed through the last layer of space barrier.
The scene in front of me suddenly became clear.
There is no gloom and horror as imagined here, nor are there any ghosts.
What comes into view is an endless golden ocean.
That is not water, but an ocean made up of endless Merit Golden Light.
On the golden ocean, there are golden lotus flowers condensed by Great Dao Runes floating on it. Each lotus flower exudes the peaceful charm of compassion for all living beings.
In the middle of the ocean, there is an indescribably huge roulette wheel that is slowly turning.
The roulette wheel is divided into six parts, and each part evolves a different world scene. There are heavens and humans ascending, various forms of human beings, Shura killing and killing, animals being ignorant, hungry ghosts wailing, and hell torture.
Six Paths of Reincarnation!
This is the core hub of the entire Primordial World operation and the final destination of all living things.
In billions of years, this is the first existence to set foot here as a living person.
In the center of this Merit Golden Light ocean, under the huge Six Paths of Reincarnation Plate, a figure sits quietly.
That's a woman.
She was wearing a simple palace attire, and her appearance was not absolutely beautiful, but she carried an endless compassion that could move all things in the world.
Her eyes were closed tightly, and her long eyelashes seemed to be stained with millions of years of fatigue.
She just sat there quietly, as if she had sat there for countless Yuanhui sessions. Her breath was completely integrated with the entire Six Paths of Reincarnation and this golden sea of merit.
She is the owner of this place.
In the body of Houtu, I transform the virtue of reincarnation.
Empress Pingxin.
The moment Qin Feng stepped into this space, the huge Six Paths of Reincarnation Plate seemed to pause extremely slightly for a moment.
Empress Pingxin, who was sitting cross-legged under the roulette wheel, his body that seemed to have remained unchanged for eternity, also trembled slightly.
She seemed to sense something, and her eyes that had been closed for hundreds of millions of years slowly opened.
What kind of eyes are those.
There is no majesty in it, no Killing Intent, only gentleness and compassion that can tolerate three thousand Great Thousand World.
And, there is a trace of fatigue and loneliness hidden deep under the compassion, which is so strong that it cannot be dispelled.
Her eyes passed through the endless Merit Golden Light and fell on the figure in white standing quietly on the edge of the golden ocean.
For the first time, there was a trace of emotion that was not compassion or exhaustion in her eyes.
That's surprise.
It's a surprise.
It's incomprehensible confusion.
A stranger?
A living person can actually go through all the obstacles and come to this forbidden place at the core of the underworld that even the saints cannot set foot on?
How is this possible?
Qin Feng faced her eyes full of surprise and confusion, with no trace of nervousness or awe on her face.
He just stood so calmly, as if he was not intruding into a forbidden area, but just visiting a neighbor's house casually.
He looked at those eyes that contained endless compassion and the bottomless exhaustion, and suddenly the corner of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a warm smile.
Then, in this silent world with only the sound of reincarnation, he spoke.
The sound was not loud, but it passed into Empress Pingxin's ears clearly, like a stone dropped into the lake of heart that had been silent for hundreds of millions of years.
"I heard that you need a backer."
"I'm coming."