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Chapter 350: The Netherworld's Fengdu, a Massacre, Leaving None Alive (Part 2)
Chapter 350: The Netherworld's Fengdu, a Massacre, Leaving None Alive (Part 2)
He could be considered the most powerful expert under the Great Jing Emperor's command.
As one of the Grand Governors of the Temple Guarding Office, his involvement indicated that a major incident had occurred in the Second City.
Curiosity flashed in Lu Tai Bai's eyes, for gossip was a natural human trait, even for a powerful expert like him.
However, he ultimately couldn't go.
Because, at some point, the Divine Monkey appeared again, quietly merging with the wind as if part of the surroundings.
"Are we going to take action?"
Lu Tai Bai gave a faint smile.
To act in the Divine Capital...
In the Divine Capital, filled with countless powerful experts, they might face a siege from all sides.
The news of Lu Tai Bai's possession of the Dao Essence Tribulation Sword had likely already made him a target for various powerful experts, who would want to eliminate him before he could reach the Divine Tribulation Realm.
Since that was the case, it was better to take the initiative and strike first. One less expert was one less threat.
Lu Tai Bai began to ponder how to act in a way that would allow him to quickly join forces with the Underworld to kill Yellow Eyebrows, and also considered how to arrange for Zhao Fangzhou and the others to ensure the safe retreat of the Divine Sect disciples from the Divine Capital.
It was a challenging task, but Lu Tai Bai thought of the Underworld.
With the help of the Underworld, these tasks shouldn't be difficult.
"It seems you're ready, Sect Master."
Li Che, wearing the Divine Monkey Mask, looked at Lu Tai Bai, a hint of laughter in his voice.
Lu Tai Bai clenched his five fingers, and a buzzing sound reverberated. In an instant, the White Sword flowed with dazzling silver light and fell into his grasp. The sword trembled, emitting a chilling buzz.
"Then let's kill..."
"But what happens after the killing?"
Lu Tai Bai wanted to see what preparations the Underworld had made.
It was impossible to act on impulse and just kill without a plan.
The aftermath of the killing was the most crucial part...
Li Che gave Lu Tai Bai a strange look and adjusted the Divine Monkey Mask, his voice carrying a hint of recklessness and arrogance, "Then let's kill..."
"What does the Underworld's killing have to do with the Heavenly Origin Divine Sect? What does it have to do with the Sect Master?"
As the words fell, Li Che took out a scroll.
He lightly tossed it.
The scroll unfurled in the wind, reaching the height of a person. As the scroll fluttered, ink surged, and then... a figure slowly emerged from the scroll.
It was Lu Tai Bai, the Painted Immortal, with silver hair billowing, almost identical to Lu Tai Bai in appearance, demeanor, mood, and expression, nearly indistinguishable from the real Lu Tai Bai!
Except for the vast difference in cultivation, the Painted Immortal was almost indistinguishable from the real Lu Tai Bai!
"Sect Master, leave a strand of sword energy as a means to conceal your aura..."
"Unless the opponent takes action, this fake body of yours won't be exposed."
Under the Divine Monkey Mask, Li Che's voice was confident and wild!
Lu Tai Bai's eyes narrowed, and his heart couldn't help but stir.
The Netherworld's methods are indeed mysterious and beyond imagination. With a simple shake of the scroll, a lifelike projection appears, a technique that even the straightforward and aggressive Sword Cultivators can't help but admire.
"The True Martial Divine Sect's leader, Shi Jian, just mentioned visiting the Sect Leader. Why not send this projection instead?" Li Che inquired.
Lu Tai Bai stared at his Painted Immortal's projection, growing more astonished by the moment. Finally, he looked up and burst into laughter.
"So that's how it is... It seems the one who just left with Hong Shiffo to the Heaven-Reading Treasure Tower was also this projection."
Li Che nodded in agreement.
"An intriguing skill, indeed..."
"Since it's like this..."
Lu Tai Bai's fingers curled, and in the next moment, a mask adorned with stars landed in his hand, which he promptly placed over his face.
His entire body's aura underwent a dramatic transformation.
Moreover, Lu Tai Bai even switched to a Divine Armament, not using his White Sword.
Li Che didn't object.
"Sect Leader, relax your mind."
Lu Tai Bai was taken aback.
The next moment, he abruptly lifted his head.
And discovered that above his head, a thick, profound, mysterious, and majestic obsidian city had suddenly appeared!
The ancient city, with its ink-painted bricks and stones, seemed to emanate an air of age, as if it were situated within the river of time, having endured the long passage of time, displaying a sense of antiquity and weight.
A thunderous rumble echoed.
The city's gate abruptly opened, and Lu Tai Bai felt his body shift, as if teleporting, into the obsidian city.
And Lu Tai Bai finally understood Li Che's plan...
It was to close the gate...
To kill the Buddha!
...
...
The tranquility of the upper three cities in the Divine Capital was thoroughly shattered.
Despite the Ji family's efforts to conceal the news, the death of Ji Gui Fei inside the Ji family manor was impossible to hide!
The larger the family's influence, the more demonic creatures within, and the more spies from various factions, making it impossible to guard against them all.
Little Harmony Temple.
Although located in the Fourth City, it was extremely swift in gathering information.
Huang Mei sat beneath the arching eaves, inside the luxurious Buddha carriage, draped in a kasaya, his entire body glowing. Surrounding him were sacred hand-carved divine monkey sculptures, continuously radiating divine energy to aid Huang Mei in healing the injuries from his self-immolation of three lives.
Meanwhile, a white-robed monk quietly listened to the reports from the Little Harmony Temple in the Upper Three Cities.
Suddenly, Huang Mei opened his eyes.
His eyes revealed a hint of astonishment. "You're saying... Town Temple Governor Wang Kui personally took action because Ji Gui Fei died?"
"Ji Gui Fei, Ji Yan? The mother of the Third Prince Lu Liti and the Fourth Prince Lu Chi? A greatly favored concubine of the Great Jing Emperor... Dead within the Ji family?"
Even Huang Mei was taken aback.
After all, the Ji family's defensive divine monkey array, which he had helped arrange, included many divine monkeys carved by him, the Divine Monkey Master.
"Ji Yan is a daughter of the Ji family, now considered their most precious jewel. With her noble status as an imperial concubine, she could bring immense benefits and interests... The Ji family wouldn't dare harm her."
"So, Ji Gui Fei was assassinated?"
"Who killed her?"
"Who did she offend? There might be infighting in the imperial harem, but it's unlikely anyone would dare to act within the Ji family manor..."
"Moreover, it happened without anyone noticing, even the Hunter God Pavilion's Star Hunter King assassins might not be able to achieve such a feat."
"Could it be that the mysterious Pavilion Master of the Hunter God Pavilion took action?"
Huang Mei furrowed his brows, palms pressed together, bathing in the divine light emanating from the divine monkeys, as he tended to his injuries.
He shook his head.
"No, it couldn't be the Pavilion Master of the Hunter God Pavilion. Ji Gui Fei... doesn't deserve it."
After a moment of thought, he couldn't figure it out.
Huang Mei suddenly thought of something and looked at the little monk, "Li Che entered Hong Shiffo's carriage and will head to the Heaven-Reading Treasure Tower to participate in the Special Guest Scholar Examination..."
"So, it wasn't him?"
Li Che had a solid alibi.
"Great Mage, there's news... Ji Gui Fei was last seen with the Pacifying King, Ji Maoli."
The white-robed monk spoke in a deep voice.
"Go, continue to monitor the situation in the Ji family... A concubine has died, and she's the mother of the Third Prince. Interesting."
"It's as if a hand suddenly reached into the muddy water, stirring it to make it even more turbid."
A smile bloomed on Huang Mei's withered face.
He instructed the white-robed monk to continue investigating.
The white-robed monk glanced at the strange divine light-emitting Buddha statues and bid farewell with a bow.
The little temple fell silent.
"A time of troubles."
"However, this Peach Blossom Banquet Festival... With a once-in-eight-hundred-years opportunity, some chaos is to be expected."
Huang Mei's palms were pressed together, and he murmured softly.
"Lu Tai Bai has comprehended the Dao Essence Tribulation Sword... Sword Cultivators are unpredictable in their cultivation, and their progress is hard to estimate. When he breaks through, he might just reach a new realm..."
"The Divine Tribulation Realm has three disasters and nine tribulations, with one disaster and one tribulation for each Dao Position. Most of these Dao Positions have already been occupied by the founding masters..."
"In this world, everyone hides their true strength, unwilling to expose themselves easily... Now that you, Lu Tai Bai, have exposed yourself, you'll naturally become a target."
Huang Mei chuckled.
A divine monkey exchanged the secret of the Dao Essence Tribulation Sword for a future favor.
It was a fair trade.
Moreover, with the self-immolation of three lives, Huang Mei's injuries were significantly reduced, and the attention on him lessened, as even the powerful cultivators wouldn't believe he could occupy a Dao Position in a short time, thus reducing the threat.
Huang Mei exhaled slowly, his eyes revealing the flickering of Buddha light.
"Lu Tai Bai has left the Qianyuan Divine Sect... and revealed the secret of the Dao Essence Tribulation Sword. National Master Xie Yunshen would never allow him to return to Qianyuan."
"And that Prison Lotus Maiden..."
In Huang Mei's eyes, the Buddha light flickered.
"The Prison Lotus Maiden... the Prison Lotus involves the Wuique Camp's dispute, a matter of life and death. Countless cultivators have perished because of this over the ages. Now that you've appeared, I can't just sit by and do nothing."
It's rare for both Lu Tai Bai and the Prison Lotus Maiden to have left the Qianyuan Divine Sect.
If they were at the mountain gate of Qianyuan Divine Sect, with that unknown Divine Sect founder still alive, most cultivators wouldn't dare act recklessly.
But now, the opportunity...
Is truly a once-in-a-thousand-years chance.
"Time waits for no one."
Huang Mei clasped his palms together, murmuring softly.
He picked up the wooden mallet in his hand and struck the wooden fish in front of him.
Suddenly, invisible waves of sound rippled and retreated.
The monks of Little Harmony Temple sat cross-legged in the courtyard, reciting sutras. Their complexions paled as if their vital energy and spiritual power were being drained by Huang Mei, causing them to weaken.
It was as if they were using their own energy and spirit to nourish Huang Mei, helping him recover from his injuries!
Huang Mei sat cross-legged, holding the wooden mallet in one hand and striking the wooden fish with the other. The entire courtyard echoed with the sound of the wooden fish and the chanting of the monks.
Streams of Buddha light gathered, converging at Huang Mei's fingertips, where his index finger was burning with the Prison Lotus Flame, clashing with the golden Buddha bone.
Suddenly, Huang Mei's striking of the wooden fish halted.
No matter how he struck, he couldn't hear any reverberation from the wooden fish.
In the entire Little Harmony Temple, all sounds seemed to disappear.
The sounds of wind, rain, the striking of the wooden fish, and the chanting of the monks vanished without a trace, as if Huang Mei was completely isolated from the world.
Huang Mei's two yellow eyebrows fluttered slightly.
"Hehe... You're also in a hurry, aren't you?"
A voice filled with mockery, audacity, and exuberance suddenly echoed.
Then, an intense killing intent surged like a raging torrent, as if a mountain was being struck and shattered, then collapsing like an avalanche, madly and violently cascading down!
Or like the surging waves of the Grand Canal, a line of tide rising slowly but rushing with extreme speed.
And someone stood at the crest of this tide, raging with murderous intent!
"Amitabha."
"If I don't enter Hell, who will?"
"So it's the Netherworld."
Huang Mei suddenly looked up, and a strong wind blew between heaven and earth.
His face, like withered wood, had leathery skin that shook in the wind.
His eyes narrowed, and his long eyebrows whipped about in the wind like lightning.
And above his head.
A chessboard with intricate intersecting lines stretched across the sky.
On the chessboard, a city of ink sat, suspended above his head, like a painting of an immortal's palace! The ink city expanded instantly, enveloping the entire Little Harmony Temple, its gates opening with a creak.
The city gates roared down, like a demon from the Abyss Hell opening its blood basin to swallow Huang Mei, the Great Mage, whole!
The wind howled as the city gates descended, pushing aside the raging wind on both sides, almost brushing against Huang Mei's face.
The city gates bore the word 'Fengdu'.
Creak... Creak...
The ancient, deep, and pitch-black gates of Fengdu slowly opened!
Above Huang Mei's head, they slowly opened.
Then, in the instant they opened, the entire city crashed down, engulfing the Little Harmony Temple.
In the temple, as Huang Mei disappeared.
Many of the Little Harmony Temple's monks trembled, and some coughed up blood.
Their eyes cleared.
And they saw the ink city that had swallowed the Great Mage, with its majestic gates crashing down in the courtyard.
A figure wearing a Divine Monkey Mask squatted on the city wall, tilting his head.
The Divine Monkey Mask revealed a face full of audacity and exuberance, but his eyes stared at them with a cold, eerie gaze.
"The Netherworld Divine Monkey?"
A Dragonling Hero of Little Harmony Temple shuddered, his monk robes fluttering, and his eyes fixed on Li Che above the ink city.
However, the next moment.
The Divine Monkey on the ink city vanished.
Only to reappear.
Behind the Dragonling Hero who had just shown enthusiasm.
The Willful Golden Iron God Rod pierced his forehead, emerging from the shattered bone.
The Divine Monkey flicked his finger.
The God Rod trembled slightly.
And his head exploded instantly!
"Hehe..."
"Neat and tidy."
"Not one left."
(End of Chapter)
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