Teacher's Compassion
Zhou Yuan's heart stirred.
According to his deduced Ghost Immortal Path, which rises from the Nirvana Gui Xu, if the Chaos Demon God cultivates the Ghost Immortal Path, he can naturally also gather his spiritual essence in the endless void.
"That is true in theory."
"But in reality, it's extremely difficult."
"If one can attain the Fruit of the End, one can naturally return to chaos."
But how difficult it is to attain the Fruit of the End!
'This path is difficult, but it has a theoretical basis; perhaps some genius will actually figure it out.'
Zhou Yuan muttered to himself.
He also has a bunch of misfits and Chaos Demon God under his command.
Maybe one or two of them are geniuses!
Meng Po nodded slightly, indicating that she understood.
Then, the two of them started discussing it back and forth.
In an instant, the sound of the Dao resounded throughout the entire Netherworld.
Two Auspicious Clouds, radiating celestial light, spread the pure energy of Qiankun throughout the land.
Countless rays of celestial light formed a canopy, and a hazy glow enveloped the two, making them appear as if they were celestial beings who had created the World Creation and spread the Dharma.
Such an unusual phenomenon naturally caused tremors in the netherworld.
In a secluded valley.
An endless surge of deathly energy.
Amidst the billowing black mist, a young man dressed in white robes and a white hat, his skin even paler than his clothes, gracefully stepped out of the Black Mist and landed on the secluded valley.
"That is..."
The young man in white gazed at the two enormous Dharma images and the Heavenly Immortal light in the sky, his eyes filled with awe.
"What kind of existence is this? What kind of power is this?"
He was born in the netherworld and has seen some beings from the Pre-ancient Era.
However, those beings, though their cultivation was unfathomable, seemed to have suffered severe injuries and had lived in seclusion for many years, not daring to show their talents.
They were completely unlike the two figures in the Grand Void.
That powerful aura, which merged with the netherworld and encompassed all paths, was unleashed without restraint.
It is as if it were the master of all realms and the source of all paths.
"Brother, on a whim, I feel there is a great opportunity and Great Creation here."
Before anyone knew it, a young man in black robes with dark hair and a black headdress appeared beside the white-robed youth. He held a mourning staff that was surrounded by boundless malevolent energy.
This being had an extremely fierce and menacing appearance.
At this moment, he looked up at the Grand Void, his eyes filled with longing, but also with vigilance and apprehension.
The white-robed youth's eyelids twitched:
"Coincidentally, my primordial spirit also senses this."
The two exchanged a glance.
They both saw struggle in each other's eyes.
The underworld has never been a benevolent place.
These two beings in the Grand Void suddenly proclaimed the Great Dao and manifested all laws. No one knows what kind of cause and effect is involved.
If one goes rashly, it is still unknown whether it will be a stroke of good fortune or a bloody disaster.
"But our cultivation has not progressed at all for over ten eons."
The young man in white stretched out his pale palm, as if trying to grasp the celestial light in the Grand Void.
He sighed softly, his eyes seemingly containing the vastness of the universe:
"The Great Dao is arduous."
"Why should I hesitate to die?"
He had lived in the netherworld for countless years, and was only one step away from attaining enlightenment. How could he be willing to miss this opportunity?
Moreover, although the vast and ethereal light in the sky was eerie, there was a Qiankun and purifying energy within it.
Therefore, it seems highly likely that these two beings in the Grand Void are benevolent individuals.
So what does he have to fear?!
"Opportunity knocks before us; we must not hesitate."
"Since you have made your decision, brother, I will naturally accompany you."
"Our clan has been keeping a low profile for years and has already developed the strength to protect itself. There's no need for us to worry about it."
The black-robed youth's fierce face was tinged with solemnity and determination.
The two reached an agreement.
They immediately set off, transforming into two streaks of light that streaked across the dark sky, flying towards the place where celestial light shimmered in the heavens.
Behind them, at the entrance of the valley where a cold wind was blowing, stood a mottled blue Stone Tablet.
Three Daoist seal characters are engraved on the Stone Tablet.
"Valley of Impermanence."
The pitch-black mountains stood tall in the darkness, surrounded by gloomy mist.
At the summit, a pale blue flame burns eternally.
A firework fell from the Grand Void onto the mountaintop.
Flesh and blood proliferated, and hands and feet materialized.
A naked-chested, red-haired, fanged, and ferocious Ghost King held a Soul Suppressing Bell in his hand.
His eyes were fixed on the two towering, sky-covering statues in the air, and he immediately made a decision.
His eyes lowered, he surveyed the demons of Black Mountain, and laughed heartily.
"Children."
"I will go and seize the opportunity, and obtain a great fortune."
"From this day forward, no one in the underworld can bully our Black Mountain lineage."
Before he finished speaking, he was already thousands of miles away.
In a river valley.
Rare and exotic flowers bloom eternally.
An underground river divides the area into two parts.
Each of them was inhabited by two clans, one with the Ox-Head and Horse-Face
Under the cover of a pervasive gloomy atmosphere, a chilling mist hung in the air.
Splash~
The water surged and churned, like waves.
Then the two beings rose from the Yin River.
Both of them were extremely tall.
One was a bull with a human body, its horns resembling two crescent moons shimmering in the Heavenly Light, and its eyes as large as ancient mountains. It held a steel fork and silently gazed at the magnificent immortal scene in the heavens.
One creature, with a horse's face and a human body, holding chains, emerged from the mist. Its breath seemed to stir up wind and clouds, and its voice boomed like thunder in spring.
"The Yin Spring flows into the River of Oblivion."
"I once traveled downstream and had a brief encounter with that person on the Bridge of Helplessness."
"This senior is not a vicious person."
"The commotion within the Grand Void is quite significant; it seems a new Great Dao of cultivation has been born."
"Old Niu, I'm about to embark on this journey."
Bullhead laughed heartily and said boldly:
"Let's go together."
"Let's go together."
In the beginning, heaven and earth were formed, and all things came into being.
The Netherworld has existed for countless years.
It's unlikely that only remnant souls of Chaos Demon Gods exist within it.
There are also quite a few native creatures.
It's just that they were born in a bad place.
Many living beings were devoured by these beings within the chaos.
Over time.
The native creatures of the Netherworld then used various methods to hide themselves using the shadowy mist within.
They rarely reveal themselves to the world.
Now Zhou Yuan is discussing the Dao with Meng Po.
The Great Dao of Will of the Netherworld and origin of the Netherworld, and its image is spread throughout the Netherworld.
Naturally, it attracted the attention of sentient beings in the netherworld.
Some of these beings yearned for the Great Dao and, unafraid of death, resolutely went forth.
Those who have concerns and attachments, who are attached to their race, are unwilling to leave the world.
Some were timid, their future uncertain, their prospects unclear, unsure of right or wrong. Though they yearned for it, they dared not go forth for their own sake.
In this way.
After Zhou Yuan and Meng Po finished their round of discussion.
Beside the River of Oblivion and the Yellow Springs, at both ends of the Bridge of Helplessness.
Ten living beings are already kneeling in the sea of Higanbana Flower.
The light and shadow in the Grand Void receded, and the Daoist chanting faded away.
Feeling the two gazes cast down from the heavens.
The ten spirits of the underworld trembled in their hearts.
There was tension, but also anticipation.
"We pay our respects to our two teachers."
"I implore my two teachers to have mercy, to transmit my Dharma, and to propagate my Orthodox Dharma."