Ghosts Wailed and Gods Howled, the Ten Halls of the Nether Capital

What exactly are you trying to say?

Even his voice unconsciously lowered a few decibels as Dharma King Yama, grinned and questioned in a low voice.

Dharma King Yama now wishes he could strangle the foul mouth of the Lord of Mount Tai— how could he possibly know such a thing?

No, the situation is this—is this matter, which concerns the secrets of the Great Unity Dao Lord, something that can be revealed in front of all beings in the Three Realms? You should just obediently carry out the decree of the Yin Son of Heaven Emperor; is it really necessary to expose such explosive information?

Now, even Dharma King Yama, can only pray that Great Unity is broad-minded and won't take this kind of slander to heart.

"What I'm trying to say is that resolving the crisis brought about by the Seven Treasures Fruit is actually quite simple."

"As long as Great Unity Dao Lord stops doing unnecessary things, then the incarnation of Amala Consciousness is destined to never be able to complete itself in this lifetime." Before he finished speaking, Lord of Mount Tai had already tossed the gray fruit in his hand high into the air.

"The fear of all living beings?"

"The Netherworld has no need for such things; the Underworld is a place of reincarnation between life and death."

"If one cannot see this clearly, unfounded fear will only cause the soul to utterly degenerate into a demon."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the voice of the Lord of Mount Tai resounded throughout the Three Realms through the celestial canopy.

Visibly, the gray fruit began to emanate an aura of fear, adding even more gloom to the already silent and dark Netherworld.

But at that moment, the River of Forgetfulness, which runs through the entire Netherworld, suddenly surged with turbulent waves.

As if sensing something, the Thousand-Handed Great Buddha in the distance immediately turned its head and glared angrily at the Lord of Mount Tai.

Whoosh!

In the blink of an eye, a sharp Sword Qi cleaved through space and time, blurring dimensions.

By the time Dharma King Yama, and Ye Ming realized what was happening...

That Sword Qi had already torn apart the Netherworld, causing the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi of this place to fluctuate and terrifying Ghost God.

"Snort!"

Just as the Sword Qi was about to strike Lord of Mount Tai, a cold snort suddenly came from his mouth.

The next second, that Sword Qi that pierced through heaven and earth vanished without a trace, as if it had never existed at all.

"A counterfeit is still a counterfeit."

It has the form of a sword but lacks the intent of a sword; it has the moves of a sword but lacks the soul of a sword.

"You have nothing of your own, yet you dare to harm Great Luo True Immortal?"

"Don't even mention that you're not Golden Immortal yet. Even if you were to become Taiyi Golden Immortal, what could you do to me?"

His words, brimming with undisguised Lord of Mount Tai arrogance, successfully silenced the Thousand-Handed Great Buddha.

The two sides stared at each other from a distance, their intense aura transforming into tangible lightning that echoed continuously at the boundary of the Three Realms.

Buzzing...

After a brief silence, ten eddies appeared out of nowhere on the surface of the surging River of Forgetfulness.

Then the gray fruit split into ten and plunged directly into the ten vortexes.

Immediately afterwards, a continuous stream of Netherworld Qi began to surge back and surge wildly, carrying with it the previously dissipated aura of fear into the vortex.

This time, the entire Netherworld was filled with the sounds of ghosts wailing and gods howling.

Deep within the Eighteen Levels of Hell, the suppressed evil spirits, demon kings, and Ghost God all raised their heads in shock.

Centered on the ten vortexes, ten tall and majestic palaces were slowly rising.

Those ten palaces came from the depths of the River of Forgetfulness, born from the gathering of the Netherworld Qi.

The grotesque reliefs of Ghost God on all sides intimidate all evil spirits.

More importantly, these ten palaces are connected to the Heaven of the Four Heavenly Kings, allowing them to directly access the Sea of Consciousness of All Beings.

Desires from the Sea of Consciousness of All Beings continuously flooded into these ten palaces, simultaneously suppressing the Earth Veins and Yuan Qi throughout the Netherworld. "Now, do you still think you can complete yourself?"

The only response to the question posed by the Lord of Mount Tai was the silence of the Thousand-Handed Great Buddha.

As the other party said, once the ten palaces were completed, the gray fruit could no longer return to the Wondrous Tree of Seven Treasures.

Because those ten palaces were transformed from the gray fruit and had already merged into the entire Netherworld.

The Fear of All Beings: The Ten Halls of the Nether Capital!

"That Yama... he's really willing to spend money!"

Gazing at the ten grand palaces slowly rising in the sky, Minghe, lying on the blood lotus, gritted his teeth and muttered a curse.

Now, unless Amala Consciousness incarnates and goes to the Netherworld to overturn the Netherworld Lord's table, it's hopeless.

Otherwise, as long as the Netherworld exists, Chi will have no chance of retrieving that gray fruit, or even of nurturing another gray fruit.

Because desires symbolizing "the fear of all living beings" are continuously flowing into the Ten Halls of the Nether Capital, becoming the foundation for the further expansion and sublimation of the Netherworld.

From this point of view alone, it is clear that the Netherworld Lord has completely mastered Li Boyang's methods.

Never put all your eggs in one basket; always adhere to the concept of diversification and prepare enough backup plans.

One day, even if the Eight Trigrams Furnace of Tushita Heaven disappears, the Heavenly Realm and the human world will collapse simultaneously.

The Netherworld can also rely on the Ten Halls of the Nether Capital to preserve itself to the greatest extent possible and remain independent of the Three Realms system.

Now, even Minghe has begun to doubt whether his ability to easily sever the connection between the Heavenly Realm and the Underworld and arrive at the Ocean of Milk, where the Wondrous Tree of Seven Treasures was born, was truly just pure luck.

"Is it the Netherworld Lord? Or the Great Unity Dao Lord?"

He couldn't help but murmur a warning; Minghe's [Premonition Divine Ability] were already alerting him.

"Looks like you're not too stupid after all?"

A slightly teasing voice reached his ears.

Minghe's hair stood on end, and he looked in terror toward the direction behind him.

"No, you're definitely not stupid to be among the first to arrive in this era and Dao Proving One."

"It's a pity that his greed was too great, and he was blinded by greed, which is why he appeared so greedy and somewhat irrational."

He was eight feet tall and wore a royal robe.

A yellow robe fluttered without wind, and a faint halo appeared behind her head.

Upon closer inspection, Minghe noticed that the newcomer was not wearing boots; instead, he had a pair of golden bird claws.

Even just a glance from afar is enough to create a suffocating sense of oppression.

"The King in Yellow? Di Jun!?"

Upon recognizing the visitor's identity, Minghe's expression grew even more terrified.

However, Di Jun completely ignored Minghe's intentions and simply took away the Seven Treasures Fruit that he had worked so hard to obtain.

Is this Joy of All Beings?

"I thought you'd have better taste and pick that lustful desire!"

At this point, Di Jun paused slightly, his words revealing his undisguised disdain for the Minghe.

"However, if it's only for perfecting the order of the Heavenly Realm, it's barely enough."

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