Daoist!? Dizang?

"How dare you!"

A look of anger flashed across Pingxin's face, and he suddenly shouted.

Across from Pingxin, Ao Changsheng was taken aback, looking at the angry Pingxin with some confusion.

"Pingxin, do you know what I have said wrong?"

Although he jokingly referred to himself as one of the Lords of Reincarnation, this land of reincarnation is ultimately a place of Pingxin.

Ao Changsheng never used any investigative methods when he came to this Chamber of Reincarnation, so he was unaware of what was happening.

"Fellow Daoist Changsheng, please look..."

Pingxin's anger remained unabated. With a thought, a Round Light Mirror appeared before him, displaying a scene of the Netherworld Underworld with gusts of cold wind.

Only...

In this eerie, windswept Netherworld, a refined-looking Daoist priest in white robes was walking step by step deeper into the Netherworld Underworld.

With each step taken, a cluster of white lotuses is born, and soon a bridge made of white lotuses appears.

It gradually extended from Primordial World Netherworld Underworld towards the underworld.

"This is..."

Ao Changsheng raised an eyebrow slightly as he looked at the Round Light Mirror.

Although there was no deliberate investigation, Pingxin's methods in this cycle of reincarnation were extraordinary.

Just looking at it felt like being there, and then an aura that was extremely familiar to Ao Changsheng rushed towards him.

Ao Changsheng immediately asked with slight surprise, "The Western Sect, the methods of Zhunti's Jieyin?"

"It was Zhunti's supernatural Divine Ability that concealed the Daoist's form, allowing him to traverse the Blood Sea and enter the underworld through the Ghost Gate Pass of the Nether Realm."

He nodded Pingxin, his face regaining its composure, but a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

As the ruler of reincarnation, her personal investigation naturally provided a much clearer picture than Ao Changsheng's observation alone.

"Zhunti's methods... Is Zhunti trying to interfere in the Underworld?"

Ao Changsheng looked at the Daoist in the Round Light Mirror with a hint of interest.

With weak or even insignificant cultivation, Taiyi Golden Immortal was like an ant to Ao Changsheng Pingxin.

However, as Ao Changsheng looked at the Daoist priest, a holy figure involuntarily came to mind.

King Dizang, or Bodhisattva Dizang.

Of course, the Western Sect of today have not yet become Buddhism, so in the Primordial World, there was no such title as Bodhisattva.

But...

Ao Changsheng was somewhat surprised.

Did King Dizang attain enlightenment... really that early?

The current Western Sect have not yet converted to Buddhism. The Buddhas of the past are either not yet born or are still wandering in the Primordial World and have not yet joined the West.

Looking at the image reflected in the Round Light Mirror, Pingxin's expression remained calm, revealing neither joy nor anger, but her eyes were filled with utter indifference.

She couldn't bring herself to deal with a cultivator at the Taiyi Golden Immortal level.

Moreover... Pingxin also wanted to see what Zhunti to achieve with such methods.

Only...

Pingxin gave a cold snort.

In that Netherworld Underworld, a Daoist priest walked with his head bowed and hands clasped together, wisps of gold dust falling from his palms.

"The gold bead shattered..."

The handsome Daoist priest gazed at the gold powder scattered in his palm and murmured to himself.

The voice was calm, showing no surprise whatsoever.

Clearly, he probably already knew about this.

Unconsciously, the words his master had spoken before they set off came to mind.

"Dizang, you need not worry before you enter the Netherworld; my methods will ensure your safety."

"But once you enter the Underworld, my methods will likely become ineffective very quickly, and at that point, you will have to rely entirely on yourself."

"At that time, the evil spirits Netherworld of the Underworld will surely come to stop you. Are you afraid?"

The golden wheel of Zhunti behind Cundi's head shone brightly, and with a compassionate expression, he asked softly.

"Even if you fear it, go forth!"

The refined Daoist priest, also known as Dizang, clasped his hands together, his voice soft yet incredibly firm.

Dizang gazed at the unwavering eyes that were scattering golden sand from his hand, his resolve unchanged.

He then continued to walk forward with his hands clasped together, his head bowed, each step a white lotus, towards the Netherworld ahead.

Not long after.

"Is it a living creature?"

"A living cultivator has entered the Underworld!"

A commotion arose in the distance along the Yellow Springs Road.

At the end of the Yellow Springs Road where Dizang, there are countless Yellow Springs Road, spreading in all directions.

All these Yellow Springs Road converge into a much wider path in the distance, a Yellow Springs Road so wide that its edges are invisible.

This... is the true path to the Netherworld Underworld — the Yellow Springs Road!

Along the Yellow Springs Road, illusory ghosts of various races gazed curiously at the Yellow Springs Road paved with white lotuses.

Even the ghost messengers on the Yellow Springs Road watched with curiosity as the handsome Daoist priest approached step by step.

But...

But not a single ghost messenger moved forward.

No one... no ghost is stupid, they just look at that scene where lotus flowers bloom with every step, paving a Yellow Springs Road.

Then you will understand.

This handsome Daoist priest was no saint.

Under the watchful eyes of countless ghosts—no, countless ghosts and millions of ghost messengers— Dizang stepped onto the true path to the Yellow Springs, walking step by step toward the distant Netherworld Underworld.

"This is the first time I've ever seen a being that came from that Ancient Yellow Springs Road... I never imagined that the first one I'd see would be a living cultivator."

One of the ghost messengers watched Dizang's departing figure and whispered.

"Don't even mention you, I've been working here for several eons, and this is the first time I've seen someone come from that Ancient Yellow Springs Road," another ghost messenger sneered from the side.

Clearly, this ghost messenger had lived much longer than the one who spoke earlier, or rather, had died earlier.

"What do you think that Daoist priest is here for?" another ghost messenger asked curiously.

"I have heard that in the Primordial World, there were powerful cultivators who, unwilling to accept the deaths of their loved ones, entered my Netherworld to search for their souls. However, those powerful beings all went directly to the Netherworld Underworld..."

"But those who walk this Ancient Yellow Springs Road must have entered through the Ghost Gate Pass. I've never heard of such a thing before," a ghost messenger said, shaking his head.

"Coming from the Ghost Gate Pass? How is that possible... The Ghost Gate Pass are only for Guiling, that's an ironclad rule of the Underworld!" A ghost messenger's expression changed slightly.

"There's no mistake. To embark on the Yellow Springs Road, one must have passed through the Ghost Gate Pass. This... is also an ironclad rule of the Underworld." The ghost messenger shook his head slightly and said.

Upon hearing these words from the ghost messenger...

The ghost messengers, who had been eavesdropping with great interest, suddenly changed their expressions drastically, their already ashen faces turning even more ashen.

They all fell silent, their faces grim, diligently driving away the Guiling on the Yellow Springs Road.

Clearly... all these ghost messengers realized that, regardless of the possibility, it was a violation of the ironclad rules of the Underworld.

These are not things that these lowly ghost messengers can get involved in.

Really...

Before long, the ghost messengers saw the Road to the Yellow Springs in the distance suddenly tremble.

Far away...

Dozens of enormous, ferocious demons and yakshas were besieging a tiny figure.

Look closely.

It could only be the handsome Daoist Dizang who just passed by.

"The Daoist priest... has departed!"

Beside the road to the Yellow Springs, a towering Yaksha stood, its face ugly and ferocious, letting out a fierce growl.

In front of the Yaksha.

Dizang clasped his hands together, raised his lowered brows, and looked at the fierce yaksha before him, speaking softly.

"This journey of mine is one of no return."

"Leave!" "Leave!" "Leave!"

Upon hearing Dizang's words, the yaksha glared angrily, roared fiercely, and raised his ten-thousand-foot-long three-pronged heaven-supporting trident high, then slammed it down towards Dizang.

A deafening roar followed.

The Ancient Yellow Springs Road Mount Tai, without the slightest tremor.

That makes sense; how could a mere Yaksha possibly shake this Ancient Yellow Springs Road?

But...

The Daoist Dizang, just like the Ancient Yellow Springs Road, showed no tremor whatsoever, placing one hand in front of him and raising the other high.

Holding up the sky with one hand!

While firmly supporting the towering three-pronged fork, Dizang's face remained calm and serene.

"How dare you!"

The yaksha's expression suddenly changed. He shouted and gripped the trident tightly with both hands, pressing it down forcefully.

But... it had no effect.

Dizang's expression remained unchanged. He held up one hand to the sky, his steps unwavering, and continued walking towards the Netherworld.

The yaksha's face was extremely pale.

Although this Dizang is not at the Perfection Taiyi Dizang, he is still Taiyi Golden Immortal.

Despite both being Taiyi, his full-force attack couldn't even budge the Daoist before him.

"Brothers, this Daoist is troublesome, let's all attack together."

Without the slightest hesitation, the yaksha immediately let out a loud shout.

The sound hadn't even faded yet.

One, two, three... three identical three-pronged forks attacked Dizang from various tricky angles.

Look closely.

On that Yellow Springs Road, besides the initial ten-thousand-foot-tall yaksha, three more ten-thousand-foot-tall yaksha figures suddenly appeared.

The three-pronged fork, ten thousand feet long, roared as the three Taiyi Yakshas, showing no mercy, smashed down with all their might towards Dizang.

Meanwhile, Dizang lowered his eyes, held up the sky with one hand, and walked forward with a lotus flower in his step.

Just as the three yakshas' tridents were about to strike Dizang, the raised arm moved.

The speed wasn't fast; Dizang swept his hand, holding the three-pronged fork, around his body, but strangely...

The three attacks that were about to hit Dizang were all blocked.

Moreover... they were all blocked by the three-pronged fork in Dizang's hand.

When the Dizang raised his arm high once more, the original three-pronged heaven-supporting fork had become four.

Four towering Taiyi Yakshas occupied the four directions, surrounding Dizang, each gripping the handles of their tridents with both hands, their faces ashen.

This is not because they are pressing down with all their might, trying to crush the Dizang below.

Instead, he wanted to retrieve the three-pronged fork in his hand, but...

It's impossible.

The four three-pronged sky-supporting forks appeared as one, held firmly in Dizang's hand, remaining completely unmoved no matter how much the four Taiyi Yakshas exerted their strength.

Dizang remained calmly upright, holding the sky up with one hand, and walked forward step by step.

"Let go--"

One of the yakshas roared, gripping the trident handle with both hands, and suddenly stomped down on Dizang.

But before the yaksha could step on Dizang, they saw Dizang's raised arm move slightly, and the four three-pronged forks suddenly began to spin.

An immense force emanated from Dizang's frail body, and the four ten-thousand-foot-tall yakshas were thrown about without any resistance.

They each changed positions.

The yaksha that was originally about to kick was naturally unable to continue kicking.

At this moment... those Yakshas finally realized one thing: they were no match for the Daoist priest before them.

"Call for help!"

The first yaksha to appear shouted without hesitation, unleashing a burst of yaksha Law Power.

The other three Yakshas did not hesitate at all, and they unleashed their Yaksha Law Power in unison, causing the four Yaksha Law Power to intertwine and collide.

Suddenly, a strange Law Power fluctuation was released, spreading outwards at an alarming speed.

Immediately afterwards... one after another, demons and monsters rose from the distance of the Yellow Springs Road, each turning their heads to look in this direction.

With heavy steps, they walked this way.

From a distance, it looked like dozens of towering mountains moving, with demons and monsters, their faces grotesque and terrifying.

Even Dizang showed a solemn expression at this moment.

Dozens of demons and yakshas at the Taiyi Golden Immortal level.

Moreover, being able to serve in the Underworld and guard the Yellow Springs Road, these ghosts and demons are certainly not weak among the Taiyi Golden Immortal.

The reason those four Yakshas were so powerless against Dizang wasn't because they were too weak, but because... Dizang was too strong!