The Shattered Ghost Gate Pass! Erlang Yang Jian-
"Dizang Ksitigarbha, how can one travel to Hell?"
Suddenly, the Guiling spoke up and asked.
Although they can currently see Hell from here thanks to the lotus bridge beneath their feet, and even communicate with Dizang who is in Hell.
But...
The lotus bridge is broken.
It broke at the Yellow Springs Road.
A broken bridge means there's no way to reach your destination.
"Hell?"
Dizang looked at Guiling with slight surprise, somewhat puzzled as to why Guiling's first question was about going to Hell.
But he had no intention of hiding it, nor was there any need to.
Perhaps Dizang is a taboo subject that cannot be mentioned in the Netherworld Underworld, but in Hell, one only needs to ask any ghost messenger to find out.
"Hell is located in the deepest part of the Underworld. You only need to follow the Yellow Springs Road to reach Hell."
Dizang spoke truthfully.
"Will we continue walking along the Yellow Springs Road?"
The Guiling glanced to the side at the Yellow Springs Road beneath its feet, a thoughtful look in its eyes.
"Thank you for your guidance, fellow Daoist!"
The Guiling expressed its gratitude.
"It's nothing, no need for thanks."
Dizang spoke softly, without asking the Guiling why it wanted to go to Hell.
He had not paid attention to worldly affairs for many years, and the reason he appeared in front of Jinling and Guiling this time was because...
It was also because the two women stepped onto this White Lotus Bridge.
Although the White Lotus Bridge is Zhunti Divine Ability of Cundi, the one who uses White Lotus Bridge is ultimately Dizang still has some feeling about it.
If he wished, Dizang could even continue the process if he came to the White Lotus Bridge at this moment.
It continues to spread towards the Underworld and towards the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
However, Dizang did not mean that at this time.
Although the White Lotus Bridge is usually used by ghost Underworld cultivators, they occasionally step onto it to gaze at Hell.
But the two Quasi-Sage powerhouses...
But this has never happened before.
This led Dizang to mistakenly believe that someone from the Western Paradise had come, which is why he appeared.
However, it seems now...
The two fellow Daoists before him were not members of his Western Sect.
Without saying much, Dizang took his leave and turned to depart.
Watching Dizang's decisive turn and departure, Jinling and Guiling exchanged a glance, somewhat puzzled.
Honestly, this was the first time they had encountered someone who would simply exchange a few pleasantries and then turn and leave.
Jinling leaped lightly down from the White Lotus Bridge, first glancing at the silent Three Xiaos.
He didn't say much.
The sights they had Yellow Springs Road had troubled them for a while, and now, seeing the Hell scene all of a sudden, they were even more distraught.
Such a reaction is normal.
However, Jinling wasn't too worried.
As Daluo Golden Immortal, even if they have little travel experience and limited knowledge, their unwavering Dao heart will protect their true nature.
Even a scene from Hell could not shake the Dao heart of Daluo Golden Immortal.
On the contrary, it will help to temper their minds and make them more State of Mind.
Jinling turned to look at the Big Ghost and asked softly.
"That Dizang... must be the Daoist who left behind this White Lotus Bridge!"
"Um!"
The Big Ghost nodded and said softly, "It was that one who left behind this White Lotus Bridge millions of years ago. As for..."
"The purpose of this White Lotus Bridge, and the intention of the one who built it, are beyond our knowledge."
The Big Ghost continued.
Neither Jinling nor Guiling had any doubt about this.
It would be strange if a mere Taiyi Ghost God could know about such a scheme involving Sage and their Human Teaching!
But...
The fact that those ghosts and gods couldn't guess it doesn't mean that Jinling and Guiling couldn't guess it.
When they first saw the lotus bridge and confirmed that it might be the work of Sage, they already had some guesses in their hearts.
Although they were unaware of the details of the plot, or the Dizang played as a pawn within it, but...
The entire Netherworld Underworld the only place that would warrant the intervention of Sage.
There is nothing else besides the Six Paths of Reincarnation and the authority of the Underworld.
At this moment, Guiling slowly walked down from the lotus bridge, showing no interest in the Western Sect's lotus bridge or Dizang.
Her mind was filled with images of Hell; she pondered the possible connection between Hell and her fortuitous opportunity.
However, having never seen Hell and received no clues from her master, she was merely guessing.
Guiling was also completely clueless.
But...
Now she finally has a goal, instead of searching aimlessly like before.
On this Yellow Springs Road, the Guiling confirmed its purpose for coming to the Underworld.
And at this moment...
On the other side, the Underworld Ghost Gate Pass!
It is not the Ghost Gate Pass beneath the Netherworld Blood Sea, but rather one of the Ghost Gate Pass scattered throughout the Primordial World.
"Boom!"
A loud bang.
The eerie door, emblazoned with grotesque ghosts, suddenly burst open.
A beam of silver light suddenly shot out from the shattered Ghost Gate Pass, bursting forth with dazzling brilliance and illuminating the eerie Netherworld place.
At that moment, behind the Ghost Gate Pass, countless Guiling on the Yellow Springs Road were injured by the exploding Ghost Gate Pass, and many Guiling even collapsed on the spot, their souls scattered.
"Give me back my mother's soul--"
A voice filled with grief and anger suddenly rang out, and then, amidst the Ghost Gate Pass, a handsome, fair-skinned, and beardless figure abruptly flew into the Netherworld.
The silver light that had shattered the Ghost Gate Pass earlier spun in mid-air and fell into the hand of the handsome figure, transforming into a three-pointed, double-edged spear.
"Where are the gods and spirits of the Underworld? Return the soul of my mother Yaoji..."
He had a crescent-shaped slingshot at his waist, held Three-Pointed Double-Edged Spear in his hand, and a golden thread between his brows shimmered with extraordinary divine light.
Moreover, since he refers to his mother Yaoji, the identity of this handsome figure is quite obvious: Erlang Shen Yang Jian.
Certainly...
At this time, Yang Jian did not yet have the title of Erlang Shen, but was an ordinary third-generation disciple of the Chan Sect, Erlang Yang Jian.
Although...
He's quite strong.
Holding the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Spear, Yang Jian suddenly roared loudly, his powerful Law Power unrestrained, his voice shaking the Underworld.
"Where did this brat come from, daring to damage the Ghost Gate Pass and trespass into the Underworld!" A loud and stern shout suddenly rang out from the Netherworld Underworld.
Then, a ghost with a face as black as iron and a ferocious appearance suddenly appeared, its terrifying ghostly power clashing with the handsome young man's Law Power.
The already eerie Underworld trembled under the collision of these two terrifying Law Power and ghostly forces, and countless ghost messengers and fierce spirits fled frantically.
The ghost god looked at Yang Jian, whose ghostly power was comparable to his own, and his expression changed slightly.
As a deity of the Underworld, with his own duties, he could not clearly see Yang Jian's age, but he was definitely no more than ten thousand years old.
But this cultivation level...
"Daluo Golden Immortal of ten thousand years? How is that possible..." This Underworld ghost was extremely shocked at this moment, which is why his face was ferocious and as black as iron.
Otherwise, he would never have been able to hide his shocked expression at this moment.
"Are you a ghost or god from the Underworld?" Yang Jian pointed his Three-Pointed Double-Edged Spear at the ghost or god from the Underworld and shouted sharply, his eyes bloodshot.
Clearly, they were filled with extreme grief and indignation.
"Indeed!" The Underworld deity nodded and said in a deep voice, "I am the Ghost Emperor of the Underworld. Who are you?"
Yang Jian's eyes were bloodshot. He didn't answer the Underworld Emperor's question, but instead roared in a hoarse voice.
"Since you are the Ghost Emperor of the Underworld, then let me ask you, does the Underworld have the right to collect the souls of Taiyi Golden Immortal, whose life force has never been extinguished in Primordial World primordial world?"
"Taiyi Golden Immortal whose life force has never been extinguished..." The Underworld Ghost Emperor frowned, not understanding Yang Jian's meaning.
However, looking at Yang Jian's appearance, he still said in a deep voice, "His life force is not yet exhausted, and his breath is not yet cut off. If his lifespan had run out, he could naturally be summoned, but..."
"Taiyi Golden Immortal has no worries about lifespan; they live as long as heaven and earth, their breath remains unbroken, and their life force is inexhaustible. Therefore, they are alive, and the Underworld has no right to take their soul!"
After the Ghost Emperor of the Underworld finished speaking, Yang Jian 'Yang Jian powerful Law Power suddenly became violent, and he roared furiously.
"Then why did the ghosts and gods of the Underworld steal my mother Yaoji's soul?"
"Your mother, Yaoji... the Taiyi Golden Immortal..."
The Underworld Ghost Emperor looked at Yang Jian before him, pondered for a moment, and naturally, the thinking ability of Daluo Golden Immortal was not bad.
Soon...
He then searched his memory for information about the person in front of him.
"You mean... Yaoji, the sister of the Heavenly Court Heavenly Emperor? Are you Yang Jian, Yaoji's child?" the Underworld Ghost Emperor asked in a deep voice.
"Not bad!" Yang Jian shouted sharply, his bloodshot eyes fixed on the Underworld Ghost Emperor in front of him.
Honestly, if Yang Jian hadn't retained some rationality and understood that even if he fought this Ghost Emperor now, he wouldn't be able to save his mother's soul, otherwise...
In his current rage, he would have already charged forward and started fighting.
"You say my Underworld took Yaoji's soul? That's impossible..." the Underworld Ghost Emperor said in a deep voice.
"As the younger sister of the Heavenly Court Heavenly Emperor Haotian, Yaoji's name has long been erased from the Book of Life and Death in my Underworld. It is impossible for my Underworld to take Yaoji's soul."
"I saw with my own eyes the soul-reaper steal my mother's soul and chased him all the way here to the Underworld."
Yang Jian suppressed his anger and roared in a low voice.
At the same time, the Heavenly Eye on Yang Jian's forehead emitted golden light.
That clearly meant that he saw it with his Heavenly Eye, and it was impossible for him to be wrong.
"I said no, and that's final." The Ghost Emperor of the Underworld's face turned cold. As the Ghost Emperor and deity of the Netherworld Underworld, no other ghost or deity would dare to question him under normal circumstances.
Moreover, as a Daluo Golden Immortal, how could he possibly lie about such a trivial matter?
Yang Jian's words were an insult to his dignity, so he immediately let out a low shout.
"Yang Jian, don't be unreasonable. This is the Netherworld Underworld, not your uncle's Heavenly Court, where you can play around as you please."
"My uncle's Heavenly Court... is unreasonable... and lets me do whatever I want..."
Upon hearing the words of the Underworld Ghost Emperor, the last thread of reason in Yang Jian's mind snapped.
His eyes, which were just bloodshot, turned completely bloodshot.
His terrifying Law Power as a Daluo Golden Immortal erupted, and the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Spear in his hand suddenly thrust out, transforming into a three-headed Jiaolong that roared towards the Ghost Emperor of the Underworld.
At the same time, Yang Jian's roar, which shook the Underworld, also rang out.
"Give me back my mother..."