Emperor Fengdu
The sound emanating from the Grand Void instantly silenced the Eighteen Layers of Hell beneath the Taisha Heavenly Palace.
In a fiery hell.
Looking at the Emperor Fengdu, who suddenly appeared before them, dressed in a dark imperial robe.
The Heavenly Sound Demon God's expression became blank.
"Primordial Origin Golden Immortal..."
How could it be so fast?!
Could it be that a day in prison is equivalent to a thousand years in the underworld?
Even though the emperor before them seems to have no relation to Taiyuanzi, their origins are exactly the same, and no matter how they try to conceal it, they cannot change the truth that these two are the same being.
But how could the Heavenly Sound Demon God, who prided himself on his profound foundation and extraordinary status, believe such a rapid pace of cultivation?
'Am I really inferior to a being from the Pangu World?'
The Emperor Fengdu looked at the group of Chaos Demon God with a smile on his face.
These are truly high-quality consumables.
It can even draw upon the power of the Great Dao from endless dimensions.
'It seems we can't let them die so easily.'
'Such excellent nourishment is probably hard to find even if you searched the entire Primordial World.'
'Once I obtain the supreme treasure above the Blood Moon, I will properly process these waste materials, transforming them all into nourishment for the Netherworld.'
He is the Sect Master of the Netherworld, the Great Emperor Fengdu.
To wield the World Origin.
Naturally, the deeper the foundation of the Netherworld, the stronger he himself becomes.
That's what I was thinking.
The smile on the face of the Emperor Fengdu grew even more benevolent.
The sight of these Chaos Demon God in the fiery hell made their hair stand on end and sent chills down their spines.
Amidst the sea of fire, the Heavenly Sound Demon God silently closed his eyes.
The more you say, the more mistakes you make; the less you say, the fewer mistakes you make; and if you say nothing, you make no mistakes.
Once they have accumulated enough strength, one day they will be able to break through Taiyuanzi's tight control and the demon god will rise up and sing.
Patience means having a positive outlook and being able to endure.
However, Taiyuanzi has now attained the Dao of the Primordial Origin Golden Immortal.
And given his cultivation speed...
I feel like I'm walking on thin ice; will I ever reach the other side?
Suddenly, the once confident and ambitious Heavenly Sound Demon God felt a sense of bewilderment.
The Emperor Fengdu did not take this to heart.
He chuckled softly:
"You are all men of great endurance and perseverance, truly resilient and steadfast."
"Unfortunately, his hero is my enemy."
After he finished speaking, he waved his sleeve, unleashing his magical power.
Strands of authority and power from the Netherworld were bestowed upon the Taisha Heavenly Palace.
The infernal fires within the fiery hell suddenly boiled, creating what appeared to be a giant wave of flames.
Immediately afterwards.
A scream echoed from the fiery hell:
"Taiyuanzi, you are truly not a son."
"The day the Ancestor leaves, he will surely throw you into the Eighteen Layers of Hell and torture you every day."
"Even as a ghost, your ancestor will haunt you."
The Emperor Fengdu strolled through the Eighteen Layers of Hell, paying no heed to the words, and leisurely replied:
"My imperial title is Fengdu."
"You even mispronounced my title, the Emperor! You deserve punishment!"
Having said that, the Emperor Fengdu added another flame to the fiery hell.
The Heavenly Sound Demon God was stunned.
But the next moment, a shrill and venomous roar echoed throughout the entire Eighteen Layers of Hell.
"Too... Fengdu..."
The Emperor Fengdu strolled through the Eighteen Layers of Hell, meeting with these Chaos Demon God and the builders of the Netherworld.
Then.
The dimensional cages began to vibrate, and the Law Divine Chains that spanned the Eighteen Layers of Hell emitted a hissing sound.
The boundless pressure of the Great Dao was activated, and the Innate Dao Script of the Netherworld emitted bursts of golden light, transforming into seal characters that fell into the world's cage, reinforcing the seal again and again.
But even so.
Even this could not quell the fervent anger of the Netherworld.
"The ancestor's supernatural powers... the ancestor's Dao Cultivation!"
"Fengdu, what have you done?!"
"Ah! I'm going to kill you!"
The Great Emperor Fengdu strode through the endless dimensions of the Netherworld, each step creating lotus blossoms, as if he were strolling leisurely in a courtyard.
With each step he took, the severity of the punishments in the Eighteen Layers of Hell increased several times over.
As the severity of punishments increased, these demons had to expend more power to resist the suppression of the Taisha Heavenly Palace.
Each time they used their power, within that brief interval, a wisp of their supernatural power dissipated and fell into the Netherworld.
After traversing Eighteen Layers of Hell.
The Emperor Fengdu sits atop the Taisha Heavenly Palace, his hands forming a mudra, his countenance solemn and dignified, his body radiating Immeasurable Light and Immeasurable Lifespan, and a clear, round light hangs in his mind, manifesting the phenomena of Chaos Birth and Death.
With a wave of his hand, the golden-red Myriad Souls Banner fell into his grasp, fluttering in the wind.
Just a gentle shake.
Countless Yin Soul and ghosts appeared on the spot.
The moment these ghosts appeared, they sensed the Emperor's primordial aura. After a slight pause, they hurriedly bowed down and knelt before the Mysterious Yin Su Nu, shouting, "Greetings, Your Majesty!"
The Emperor Fengdu smiled slightly:
"Although I am one with the original body, you may call me Emperor."
These Yin Soul spirits are all products of the Myriad Souls Banner, and are extremely loyal to me. However, since the Six Paths of Reincarnation have not yet been established, we will not discuss them for now.
When the Netherworld for business in the future, these will all be top-notch employees.
Upon hearing the Emperor's words from the high platform, all the ghosts immediately prostrated themselves on the ground once more.
"Greetings, Your Majesty."
May the Emperor attain the Primordial Dao Fruit soon.
The Emperor Fengdu clapped his hands and closed his eyes:
"Compassion, compassion."
"Since you have been able to enter the Netherworld, you must have some special opportunity within you."
"From now on, you no longer need to stay in the banner; you may cultivate on Luofeng Mountain."
"Thereafter, I will preach here once every 30,000 years."
"I hope you will diligently cultivate yourselves and not lose sight of the Dharma."
Upon hearing this, the ghosts were immediately moved to tears of gratitude.
Living beings have a lifespan in the mortal realm, while ghosts have a lifespan in the underworld.
Unless one attains the Golden Immortal Fruit or achieves the True One Divine Body, there will always come a day when one withers and decays.
Ninety-nine percent of the ghosts in the Myriad Souls Banner are neither gods nor demons, and some have not even existed for ten thousand years.
Now we can cultivate ourselves in Grotto-heaven blessed land like Luofeng Mountain.
If fate allows, perhaps their lifespan can be extended, preventing them from perishing.
There is Great Terror between life and death, and even these ghosts are no exception.
They understood what he meant.
The Emperor Fengdu then stopped speaking and began to preach.
The Great Dao to becoming a ghost immortal is still being passed down.
These are his foundation in the Netherworld, and also his foundation in the Xuanmen Ghost Immortal Path; they cannot be neglected.
Mysterious Yin Su Nu sat in the front row, her eyes slightly closed, her body brimming with immortal magical power.
Suddenly, she paused for a moment, then her face lit up with ecstatic joy.
Because.
As she cultivated, a Grand Void aura emanated from the Taisha Heavenly Palace, most of which escaped, but a small portion was intercepted.
As she absorbed this mysterious aura, Mysterious Yin Su Nu discovered that her originally shallow foundation and resources were slowly growing at an imperceptible rate.
She took a deep breath.
He rose and bowed to the Emperor on the high platform, then concentrated on his cultivation, not daring to be negligent in the slightest.
The Emperor Fengdu sensed something, opened his eyes and glanced at her. With a thought, a series of magical restrictions appeared in the void.
The aura emanating from the Eighteen Layers of Hell in the Taisha Heavenly Palace is finding it increasingly difficult to escape.
The aura that Mysterious Yin Su Nu can absorb is even more concentrated.