Chapter 350: The Netherworld Capital's Gatekeeper, Slaughtering the Buddha and Leaving No Survivors

Chapter 350: The Netherworld Capital's Gatekeeper, Slaughtering the Buddha and Leaving No Survivors

Li Che was ready to unleash his killing spree!

Upon arriving in the Divine Capital, Li Che felt that he had always been honest and straightforward.

However, the price of being honest and straightforward was humiliation and being trampled upon.

Whether it was Ji Gui Fei bringing Lu Chi to propose a marriage alliance, the six great divine sects joining forces to counter the Heavenly Origin Divine Sect, or during the grand event where Huangmei Great Mage used the power of the Golden Heavenly King Tower to suppress Wu Yuan and force Xi Xi's Temple Deity Divine Nature to manifest her Nether Lotus Flame.

All these were whippings for Li Che's honest and straightforward attitude.

So...

Li Che decided not to remain honest and straightforward anymore.

Killing Ji Gui Fei was not a difficult task for Li Che at this point; it was more of an emotional release.

Indeed, Ji Gui Fei's status was noble, but so what?

Even if she was hiding within the Ji Family Manor, the outcome would be the same.

The key was that Li Che had long planted a Thunderbolt Chess Piece on her.

Li Che had always been cautious, and when the Heavenly Origin Divine Sect and the Yellow Dragon Xuanmu Treasure Ship from Dao City just arrived at the ninth city's dock in the Divine Capital.

Ji Gui Fei, accompanied by Lu Chi, rushed over to propose the marriage alliance and set the engagement between Lu Chi and Xi Xi.

Her haughty attitude, as if Xi Xi's honor was at stake, left an impression on Li Che.

Although Ji Gui Fei's strength might not pose a direct threat, her status was different, and this status might bring trouble to Xi Xi.

Li Che considered this possibility and planted a Thunderbolt Chess Piece on her to monitor her movements and situation at all times.

As it turned out, Li Che's caution was well-founded.

A man with a family should always be cautious, and Li Che's guess was correct—Ji Gui Fei's status indeed posed a potential threat to Xi Xi.

So, Li Che didn't hesitate and took decisive action.

With Ji Gui Fei dead, even if her identity was special, it wouldn't cause much of a stir, at least reducing the chances of her whispering sweet nothings to the Great Jing Emperor.

Perhaps the emperor had his own judgment and wouldn't be swayed by a woman's words.

But Li Che didn't want to gamble.

As for killing this woman, Li Che didn't care about the consequences.

Dense blood mist filled the entire room, but it was completely blocked by the Heaven-Earth Soul Chessboard, unable to escape even a little.

Li Che's body was tall and robust, like a towering mountain, his head almost touching the ceiling.

After killing Ji Gui Fei, Li Che didn't leave immediately. He raised his palm, and with a pinch, a chess piece appeared in his palm.

Bound Spirit.

A cold wind seemed to blow, chilling the air.

Ji Gui Fei's bound spirit slowly took shape, and as it solidified, her body trembled, and she glared at Bull Demon with intense hatred.

"Ah—It's you—Ah—"

The moment Ji Gui Fei transformed into a bound spirit, she knew who had killed her.

How dare he?!

How dare this lowly, despicable commoner, whom she deemed disgusting, kill her?!

Ji Gui Fei's face was filled with hatred and anger, her teeth bared.

Under the Bull Demon Mask, Li Che's eyes were cold and emotionless.

With just a glance, Ji Gui Fei's bound spirit seemed to freeze, becoming as hard as ice, unable to move.

Fear appeared on her bound spirit's face.

However...

Even though she was a high-ranking imperial concubine, a favorite of the emperor, and a beloved consort...

In front of Li Che...

After transforming into a bound spirit...

Life and death were in Li Che's hands. With just a glance, Ji Gui Fei's fate was sealed.

Boom, boom, boom—

One by one, the bound spirit's black flames, burning on the ground, her eyes were red and her bound spirit trembled, her voice was filled with fear and pleading.

In the blink of an eye, her bound spirit was torn apart, accompanied by a creaking sound, slowly being devoured.

Li Che picked up the Heaven Earth Jade from Ji Gui Fei's remains. Even a mosquito has meat, and a concubine should have some valuable possessions.

After collecting the Heaven Earth Jade, Li Che clenched his fist, and a chess piece appeared in his palm.

Then, he disappeared within the room, following the predetermined anchor point of the Thunderbolt Chess Piece.

The Heaven-Earth Soul Chessboard, which had enveloped the room and blocked the aura, instantly withdrew.

As the chessboard withdrew, the bloody scene within the room exploded like a compressed blood bomb, releasing countless red mists through the carved wooden windows and shattered doors, spreading out in all directions.

Outside the courtyard, the Ji Family guards responsible for protection, as well as the powerful cultivators guarding Ji Gui Fei's safety, all sensed this bloody explosion.

Their faces changed dramatically.

The old eunuch guarding Ji Gui Fei staggered into the room, his body swaying.

Inside, he saw a scene of shredded flesh and blood, with bloodstains on the carved wooden windows and shattered doors, creating a gruesome sight.

The old eunuch's face was pale and beardless, but at this moment... his complexion had become even paler.

His eyes were fixed on the house, observing the shattered flesh and blood. He clearly sensed the vital energy and flesh of Noble Consort Ji, along with the vital energy and shattered remains of the two maids who had been killed and exploded...

"Too cruel..."

"Who... who could it be..."

"Your Majesty... such a tragic death!"

A low growl seemed to erupt from the depths of the old eunuch's throat. His entire body trembled more violently, shaking uncontrollably.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—three extremely formidable auras appeared, as if the air itself were burning and distorting. They emerged like fireballs from the depths of the Ji Family Manor, rushing forward at incredible speed.

They landed outside the courtyard.

They were the head of the Ji Family and two Grand Elders! Their auras were incredibly powerful, one being a Divine Fetus Great Deity and the other two being Fourth-Stage Martial Saints!

They were the pinnacle forces of the Ji Family, one of the Ten Thousand Ancient Clans!

Noble Consort Ji Yan's identity was special. The moment her courtyard exuded a strong scent of blood, the three powerful figures who were in seclusion rushed over.

"Damn it!"

"Such audacity, such audacity!"

The head of the Ji Family, Ji Qingchuan, was furious. His extremely luxurious robe billowed and fluttered in the intense aura emanating from him.

The other two elders also had extremely cold expressions.

Their gazes fell on the old eunuch, a powerful figure sent by the Divine Palace of the First City of the Divine Capital to protect Noble Consort Ji. His cultivation had reached the Third-Stage Martial Saint realm.

He could, if he went all out, even stall a top-tier apex figure for a couple of moves...

At the very least, he could cause a great commotion.

But...

The old eunuch did nothing, and Noble Consort Ji died!

The head of the Ji Family had an extremely grim expression. Noble Consort Ji's identity was extremely important to the Ji Family. She had given birth to two children for the Great Jing Emperor and was the mother of the Third Prince. If the Third Prince had a chance to ascend, she would be even more significant.

"Things to keep doing:

- Continue to lead by example and maintain a high level of integrity.

- Act as a role model for punctuality and professionalism.

Things to eliminate:

- Avoid bypassing direct communication with team members and leaders.

- Reduce delays in implementing new ideas and processes.

Focus areas for growth:

- Address issues and concerns more proactively and directly with team members and leaders.

- Increase the urgency of implementing new ideas and processes.

- Develop a more structured approach to follow up on accountability measures and ensure they are consistently applied.

- Increase the frequency and depth of conversations with AM leaders to address specific areas of improvement.

- Prepare a plan to ensure a smooth transition for Nish’s potential leave.

Chapter: The Divine Array Master

Li Che contemplated, the Divine Array Master... was an emerging profession that combined the skills of a Divine Falcon Array Master and a Divine Talisman Master, creating a new profession.

The effect was there, but Li Che felt it was... rather average.

After all, if given some time, with his semi-divine standards as a Divine Falcon Array Master, he could still easily locate the array's nodes and strike them down.

"The Divine Array Master, I've heard the Great Jing Emperor is one, perhaps even the creator of the profession. It's also why he stood out among the numerous princes, chosen by the previous generation's Jing Emperor."

Li Che recalled the court's affairs introduced to him by Ji Moli, the Young Master of Tranquil Origin Divine Sect.

He didn't linger in the room.

Li Che removed the Golden Furred Goblin. He then put on the Demon Ape mask, taking two scrolls, and unfurled them.

The upcoming target, was the truly tricky one.

...

...

The Tranquil Origin Divine Sect

Lu Tai Bai sat on his roof, thin snowflakes dancing in the wind.

His silver hair flew, and his wide sleeves fluttered in the breeze.

Between his brows, a sealed sword mark, intricate as if it had dripped a drop of crimson blood.

He gazed at the falling snow, his eyes carrying a hint of liberation and ease.

After an internal struggle, Lu Tai Bai's heart had chosen to accept the Demon Ape's invitation. The Netherworld Capital wanted to kill Huang Mei...

The invitation was to kill Huang Mei...

Huang Mei's existence had completely threatened Xi Xi's safety.

Huang Mei could use the Seven Treasures Bodhimanda Auspicious Golden King Tower to summon the Temple Deity's Divine Nature, triggering Xi Xi's Nether Lotus Flame...

Although this time, Lu Tai Bai had used this Temple Deity's power, Xi Xi's hidden power was revealed.

Suddenly, Lu Tai Bai's seated figure stood up, slowly rising. He rolled up his sleeves, placing them behind him, and squinted as he gazed into the distance.

"Time to make a move?"

Lu Tai Bai's eyes flashed with curiosity, gossip being human nature, even he couldn't escape its power.

However, he ultimately couldn't go.

Because at some point, the Demon Ape appeared in the distance, blending with the world and snow.

"Kill him?"

Lu Tai Bai stood up, his fingers clenching. The Primordial Aura Sword glowed with dazzling silver light, falling into his hand. He held it, the sword humming, its vibrations ringing sharply.

"Kill then..."

"But what after the killing?"

Lu Tai Bai wanted to see what the Netherworld Capital had in mind.

Impossible to be hot-blooded, saying kill and killing?

Li Che looked at Lu Tai Bai strangely, pressing the Demon Ape mask, his tone carrying a hint of freedom and arrogance: "Kill then kill..."

"The Netherworld Capital's killing, what does it have to do with the Tranquil Origin Divine Sect? With the Young Master... what does it have to do with him?"

His words fell, and he threw out a scroll.

The scroll unfurled in the wind, a person's height, revealing a painting.

"The Young Master leaves a sword aura, as a means to conceal his aura..."

"Unless the opponent makes a move, the Young Master's fake body won't be exposed."

Under the Demon Ape mask, Li Che's tone was confident and wild!

Lu Tai Bai's eyes narrowed, his heart stirring.

The methods of the Netherworld are indeed mysterious and enigmatic, some going beyond the realm of imagination. With a single shake of this painting, a lifelike projection of the sword cultivator emerges, a manifestation of his skill and power.

"So, the True Martial Sect Master wants to pay a visit, shall we send this projection?" asked Li Che.

Lu Tai Bai fixed his gaze upon his own painting projection. The more he observed, the more astonished he became, and eventually, he burst into laughter.

"The art of the divine array, it seems this projection is also one of yours?"

Li Che nodded in agreement.

"Indeed, a fascinating technique," Lu Tai Bai remarked.

Lu Tai Bai's fingers moved swiftly, and in the next moment, a starry-sky-adorned hunting king assassin's mask appeared, which he pressed onto his own face.

His entire being underwent a dramatic transformation. He even changed his weapon, choosing not to use his Tai Bai Sword.

Li Che did not refuse this change.

"So, the True Martial Sect Master's visit is for this projection?"

"Therefore, this is not the work of that person?"

Li Che had sufficient evidence of his alibi.

"Great Master, there's news..." Lu Tai Bai began, "The last person to see the Imperial Consort Ji was the Pacifying King Ji Moli."

The white-robed monk spoke in a solemn tone.

"Go and continue monitoring the Ji Family. The death of an Imperial Consort has made things interesting."

Lu Tai Bai's eyes widened with surprise: "The Imperial Consort Ji was murdered? Who could have done this?"

"Who did she offend? A fight in the imperial harem? But it's unlikely someone would dare to act within the Ji Family Manor."

The Little Spirit Sound Institute, located in the Fourth City, was exceptionally efficient in gathering information.

Although located in the Fourth City, their grasp of information was remarkably swift.

Huangmei sat cross-legged beneath the arching eaves, his luxurious robes exuding an air of grandeur. Surrounding him were four peculiar statues, their faces adorned with Buddha light, seemingly spreading divine nature.

Meanwhile, a white-robed monk reported in a quiet voice: "The Great Master, there's news... The last person to see the Imperial Consort Ji was the Pacifying King Ji Moli."

Huangmei's eyes widened with surprise.

"So, the Imperial Consort was assassinated?"

"Who killed her?"

"Who did she offend? A fight in the imperial harem?"

"It's unlikely someone would dare to act within the Ji Family Manor."

The little courtyard suddenly fell silent.

"A troublesome matter."

"However, this time, the focus is on the Peach Blossom Festival."

"But this time, the focus is on the Peach Blossom Festival."

"The Great Jing Emperor's three cities are in turmoil. The death of the Imperial Consort Ji has shaken the entire capital."

The Ji Family, despite their efforts to conceal the truth, could not hide the fact that Imperial Consort Ji was murdered in their manor.

The larger the family, the more demons and monsters lurk within, and the spies from various factions cannot be kept at bay.

Little Spirit Sound Institute.

Although located in the Fourth City, they excel in information gathering.

Huangmei, with his withered face, smiled at the white-robed monk's departure.

The little courtyard fell silent once more.

"The Great Master, there's news... The last person to see the Imperial Consort Ji was the Pacifying King Ji Moli."

Huangmei's eyes widened with surprise.

"So, the Imperial Consort was assassinated?"

"Who killed her?"

"Who did she offend? A fight in the imperial harem?"

"It's unlikely someone would dare to act within the Ji Family Manor."

Huangmei's face lit up with a smile.

"The Great Master, there's news... The last person to see the Imperial Consort Ji was the Pacifying King Ji Moli."

Huangmei's eyes widened with surprise.

"So, the Imperial Consort was assassinated?"

"Who killed her?"

"Who did she offend? A fight in the imperial harem?"

"It's unlikely someone would dare to act within the Ji Family Manor."

Huangmei, with his withered face, smiled at the white-robed monk's departure.

The little courtyard fell silent once more.

"The Great Master, there's news... The last person to see the Imperial Consort Ji was the Pacifying King Ji Moli."

Huangmei's eyes widened with surprise.

"So, the Imperial Consort was assassinated?"

"Who killed her?"

"Who did she offend? A fight in the imperial harem?"

"It's unlikely someone would dare to act within the Ji Family Manor."

Huangmei, with his withered face, smiled at the white-robed monk's departure.

The little courtyard fell silent once more.

"The Great Master, there's news... The last person to see the Imperial Consort Ji was the Pacifying King Ji Moli."

Huangmei's eyes widened with surprise.

"So, the Imperial Consort was assassinated?"

"Who killed her?"

"Who did she offend? A fight in the imperial harem?"

"It's unlikely someone would dare to act within the Ji Family Manor."

Huangmei slowly exhaled a breath.

"Lu Taibai has left the Heavenly Origin Divine Sect... and he exposed the Dao Essence Vengeful Sword. The National Tutor Xie Yunshen will never let him return to the Heavenly Origin Divine Sect."

"And that Nether Lotus girl..."

Buddha Light flickered in Huangmei's eyes.

"Nether Lotus girl... Nether Lotus, it involves the conflict of the Deceptive Tower Army, a matter of life and death. Throughout history, countless cultivators have died for this. Since you have appeared, this poor monk cannot remain a bystander."

It was rare that both Lu Taibai and the Nether Lotus girl had left the Heavenly Origin Divine Sect.

If they were still within the Heavenly Origin Divine Sect's mountain gate, the intimidating presence of the unknown, possibly still alive, sect patriarch would deter most powerful figures from making rash moves.

But now, this opportunity...

is truly a once-in-a-thousand-years chance.

"Time waits for no one."

Huangmei clasped his hands together and softly murmured.

He picked up the wooden mallet in his hand and struck the wooden fish in front of him.

Instantly, an invisible shockwave-like sound ripple reverberated and converged.

The monks of the Little Harmony Temple were all seated on the ground in the courtyard, chanting sutras, with Buddha Light surging from their bodies. With each strike of the wooden fish, the Buddha Light surged toward Huangmei, helping him recover from his injuries and restore his energy.

These monks of the Little Harmony Temple, of various ranks and sizes, included young dragons and heroes.

To help him recover, Huangmei did not care about their future performance and achievements in the Peach Blossom Festival.

Their faces turned pale, as if their blood and Essence Spirit Power were being drained by Huangmei, weakening them.

It was as if they were feeding their own blood and Essence Spirit to Huangmei, aiding in his recovery!

Huangmei sat cross-legged, holding the wooden mallet in one hand and striking the wooden fish in front of him. The courtyard was filled with the continuous sound of chanting and the echoes of the wooden fish.

Strands of Buddha Light gathered and converged at Huangmei's fingertips, fighting against the Nether Lotus Flame that had burned away the flesh of his index finger, revealing golden Buddha bones.

Suddenly.

Huangmei's strikes on the wooden fish paused.

No matter how he struck, there was no sound of the wooden fish vibrating and echoing back.

In the entire Little Harmony Temple,

all sounds seemed to vanish.

The sounds of the wind, rain, the wooden fish, and the monks' chanting all disappeared, as if he were cut off from the world.

Huangmei's two yellow eyebrows fluttered slightly.

"Hehe... you also cannot wait, can you?"

A mocking, brazen, and arrogant voice suddenly echoed.

Then.

An overwhelming killing intent surged forth, like a mountain being shattered by a massive impact, then collapsing in a mad and surging rush!

It was like the surging tide on the Grand Canal, appearing slow but rushing forward at an extreme speed.

And someone stood at the forefront of the tide, spreading killing intent!

"Amitabha."

"If I do not enter hell, who will?"

"It turns out... it's the Netherworld."

Huangmei suddenly lifted his head, and a fierce wind swept through the heavens and earth.

His weathered, wood-like face, with its leather-like skin, trembled in the wind.

His eyes narrowed, and his long eyebrows whipped about like lightning in the wind!

Above his head.

A chessboard with intersecting lines stretched across the sky.

On the chessboard, a black city was suspended, floating above his head, resembling a celestial palace painted in ink!

The black city instantly expanded, covering the entire sky above the Little Harmony Temple. The city gates descended with a roaring wind, pushing aside countless gusts, almost touching Huangmei's face.

On the city gates, the word "Netherworld" was inscribed!

Creak, creak...

The ancient, deep, and dark gates of the Netherworld slowly opened!

Above Huangmei's head, they slowly unfolded!

Then, in the instant they opened, the entire city crashed down, like the gaping maw of a demon from the abyss, instantly swallowing the Great Mage Huangmei!

Whoo, whoo, whoo—

The fierce wind howled, and turbulent currents surged!

Inside the Little Harmony Temple.

The moment Huangmei disappeared.

Many of the monks of the Little Harmony Temple, as if their strings were cut, trembled violently, and many coughed up blood.

Their eyes regained clarity.

Then.

They saw the black city that had swallowed the Great Mage, its majestic and imposing gates crashing down into the courtyard.

A figure wearing a Monkey God Mask squatted on the city wall, tilting its head.

The Monkey God Mask revealed a grin of brazen arrogance, while its eyes stared at them coldly and coldly.

"Netherworld Monkey?!"

A hero of the Little Harmony Temple shuddered, his monk's robe flapping in the wind, his eyes suddenly showing a fervent look, staring at Li Che on the black city.

However.

In the next moment.

The Monkey God on the black city vanished.

Reappearing.

Already behind the fervent hero.

The Mind-Altering Golden Iron Rod instantly pierced through the forehead of this Little Harmony Temple Grandmaster-level hero, emerging through the skull, stained with shattered bones.

The Monkey God flicked his finger.

The iron rod lightly trembled.

And the hero's head exploded instantly!

"Hehe..."

"Neat and tidy."

"None left behind."

(End of Chapter)

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