Underworld returns to calm.
No, it should be said that we have entered an unprecedented, new era.
The birth of Netherworld Universe completely changed the pattern of Underworld.
The space here is Ten-Thousandfold more stable than before.
The Yin Qi here has become purer, even with A Trace silk...Primordial Dao Rhythm.
For ghost cultivators, this is simply the supreme holy land for spiritual practice.
Pingxin Hall, has now been renamed "Netherworld Divine Temple".
Houtu sits high on Divine Throne transformed from Reincarnation Core, surrounded by divine light, and his aura is as deep as the sea. Every breath and every breath seems to affect the movement of Law throughout Netherworld Universe.
Below her, Ten Halls of Yama, Five Ghost Emperors, Ox-Head and Horse-Face, Black and White Impermanence... all Underworld's senior executives stood in awe, with extremely respectful expressions.
Their eyes looked at Houtu, full of fanatical admiration.
Kill Minghe with one palm, reshape Qiankun with one thought.
Today's Houtu, in their hearts, is already the supreme existence with the number Upper Grade of that Supreme Divine Venerable.
"Your Majesty."
King Qin Guang holds a brand new copy of Book of Life and Death and stands out.
"Netherworld Universe has initially decided to reopen Six Paths of Reincarnation, but the backlog of hundreds of millions of dead souls will still take some time to sort out. In addition, although Asura Clan has been suppressed, Blood Sea Origin is filthy and needs to be guarded by heavy troops to prevent another accident."
Houtu nodded slightly, his voice cold and majestic.
"It's not urgent."
Her eyes scanned every ghost and god below.
"Underworld is what he is today, and Reincarnation is reborn because of the gift of Nine Heavens and Divine Venerable."
"How can we not repay this favor from God?"
Ten Halls of Yama heard this, looked solemn, and said in unison, "Please show me, Lord! We will not give up even if we die!"
Houtu stood up, his eyes seemed to penetrate Vault of Temple, and looked in the direction of Supreme, his eyes full of piety.
"Divine Venerable, take pity on me, Underworld, who is barren and has not taken any of it."
"But, as servants of God, how can we feel at ease?"
"Serving is a duty, and even more... an honor!"
She waved her jade hand, and ten jade bottles emitting dim light appeared in the center of the Great Hall.
The jade bottle seemed to contain a deep piece of Starry Sky, with a black-gold liquid slowly flowing in it.
Just looking at these liquids, Ten Halls of Yama felt that his ghost body and Divine Soul were longing for and trembling.
That's...Origin!
The entire Netherworld Universe, the core, the purest... Netherworld Origin!
This is the most essential part that Houtu captured when it reshaped Reincarnation, Creation Netherworld Universe.
Every drop is enough to make a Daluo Golden Immortal level ghost cultivator directly break through to the Quasi-Saint realm!
Its value is simply immeasurable!
"King Qin Guang, King Chu Jiang, King Song Di..."
Houtu read out the name Ten Halls of Yama in succession.
"The ten of you, set off immediately, take these ten bottles of 'Netherworld Source Liquid', and go to Primordial Origin Supreme Divine Temple above Nine Heavens. On behalf of me, and on behalf of the entire Underworld, pay my most insignificant respect to Divine Venerable."
"Remember."
Houtu's tone became extremely serious.
"This trip represents the face of the entire Netherworld."
"See Divine Venerable, just like Great Dao Origin. Don't be disrespectful in the slightest, and don't have the slightest delusion."
"After presenting the offerings, no matter what Divine Venerable's reaction is, whether there is any reward or not, you must leave immediately. You are not allowed to stay at Temple, and you are not allowed to make any noise, so as not to disturb Divine Venerable's Qingxiu."
"This is the highest Edict!"
"As you command!"
Ten Halls of Yama agreed in unison, with extremely solemn expressions.
They stepped forward cautiously, and each held a jade bottle. The feeling was more nervous than holding their own lifeblood.
They knew this was more than just a tribute.
This is the first time for their Netherworld lineage to formally worship the Dominion of Supreme as a "servant of God".
This is a great honor!
Outside Primordial Origin Supreme Divine Temple.
Ten Halls of Yama finally arrived at this legendary holy land with great anxiety and excitement.
When they stepped onto the square paved with Chaos Divine Jade, just taking a breath of the air here, they felt that their Daoism was growing rapidly.
Faith Star River surrounding Temple made their hearts sway, and they almost wanted to worship.
"This... is this Daoist Sanctuary of Divine Venerable?"
King Zhuan Lun murmured to himself, his voice trembling.
"I feel... if I stay here for just one day, I can break through to Peak Quasi-Saint!"
"Silence!"
King Qin Guang shouted in a low voice, his expression extremely serious.
"Remember the Lord's words, restrain your mind, and don't have any delusions!"
The ten people arranged their clothes, suppressed the shock in their hearts, and walked step by step to the closed door of Chaos Stone Gate, which seemed to have existed forever.
They dare not knock on the door.
I didn't dare to speak either.
They just respectfully raised the ten jade vases high above their heads, and then they all knelt down.
Time passed by minute by minute.
There is no response within Temple.
Shidian Yanro's heart gradually sank.
Could it be that...Divine Venerable looks down upon their meager offerings?
Just when they felt uneasy and even began to despair.
Squeak--
The Chaos Stone Gate, which was so heavy that it seemed to be carrying Myriad Worlds, slowly opened a gap.
An indescribable aura that exceeded the limits of their cognition leaked A Trace through the crack in the door.
Just A Trace made ten Quasi-Saint level Yamas groan in unison, almost Divine Soul collapsed.
So... horrible!
They even feel that as long as they dare to raise their heads and look at the scene inside the door, they will be destroyed physically and mentally in an instant!
A lazy, indifferent voice, as if he had just woken up from sleep, came from inside the door.
"Things, put them down."
"People, you can leave."
The voice was very calm, but it carried an unquestionable majesty.
Ten Halls of Yama As if he had been granted amnesty, he quickly placed the jade bottle in his hand respectfully on the ground in front of the door.
Then, without even daring to raise his head, he kowtowed three times.
"I'll wait, thank you Divine Venerable!"
After saying that, they got on their hands and knees and quickly retreated. They didn't dare to turn around until they were out of the entire Temple Square, turned into a stream of light, and fled in embarrassment.
After they left.
The ten jade bottles floated up silently, passed through the crack in the door, and entered Temple.
The stone door slowly closed.
Among Temple, Gu Changqing is still lying on Divine Throne, without even changing positions.
Those ten bottles of Netherworld Source Liquid, enough to make Sage jealous, were just floating in front of him.
He just glanced casually.
"Well, it tastes okay."
"I happen to be a little thirsty. Let's drink it as a drink."
He opened his mouth and sucked lightly.
Ten jade bottles were shattered instantly.
Those ten Netherworld Origin, which were enough to create ten Peak Quasi-Saint, turned into ten black and golden streams of light, which he swallowed into his belly.
He smacked his lips.
"The taste is a bit bland."
"Next time, let them put more sugar."
He commented, then turned over, and was about to fall asleep again.
But, he seemed to remember something again.
"Forget it, I'm here now, so I can't let people go in vain."
He waved his hand casually.
A gray stream of light penetrated Temple, crossed the endless Space-Time, and instantly caught up with the Ten Halls of Yama who was returning to Underworld. Then, it was divided into billions and sank into the body of every Underworld Ghost Messenger.