Above Ghost Gate Pass in the Netherworld.
The Chaos Ancient Buddha's towering, hundred-thousand-zhang body had descended completely.
His blood-red Buddha palm, blotting out hundreds of millions of miles, slammed toward the protective light screen at the entrance to the Underworld with terrifying force that could crush heaven and earth.
"You brat, Qin Mu!"
The Ancient Buddha's thunderous roar shook countless surrounding mountains into collapse.
"Once, you slew the divine generals under my command. Today, the lives of billions of ghost fiends in the Underworld will repay that karmic debt!"
"Get out here and die!"
The massive palm crashed down. In the instant before it flattened Ghost Gate Pass, a cold, calm voice drifted slowly out of a secluded chamber in the Nine Netherworlds.
"Old bastard, your mouth stinks as much as ever."
The voice was perfectly ordinary, without the slightest hint of anger.
Yet the instant those words fell, the hundred-thousand-zhang golden Buddha palm descending on Ghost Gate Pass froze abruptly, only a thousand zhang above the ground.
An invisible divine wall of the Ultimate Dao seemed to stand in the void, forcibly holding back this world-annihilating palm falling from the heavens!
Boom!
The dull crash of colliding laws erupted deep within the leylines.
Terrifying shock waves swept wildly in every direction, instantly scouring away the gloomy mountains and black rocks for millions of miles around.
In the deepest reaches of the Underworld, outside Pingxin Hall.
Yin wind howled, and the Other Shore Flowers swayed wildly in the raging gale.
Xi He stood on the steps before the hall, her moon-white dress snapping in the wind, her face somewhat pale.
Even through the layered defenses of the Six Paths Reincarnation Formation, that savage fiendish aura from the Former Era left her chest tight and her Primordial Spirit aching faintly.
Xi