Chapter 433: How Many Experts Does Our Netherworld Have? If We Can't Take Down the Heaven and Earth

Chapter 433: How Many Experts Does Our Netherworld Have? If We Can't Take Down the Heaven and Earth Kunlun Mirror, Then We'll Take on the Tiandan Divine Sect 【Seeking Monthly Votes】

Boom!

Crack, crack!

The heavens and the earth seemed to tremble, shaking at the appearance of a single person.

Countless souls were stirred in an instant, their emotions stirred, recalling their memories of life before death, and longing for the beauty of life due to their demise.

They began to wail, scream, roar, and rage...

The cries of countless souls filled the sky, as if suppressing the gates of ten thousand fierce ghosts, between the opening of the black gates of the Netherworld Capital, Fudou, accompanied by the slowly emerging figure, and the venting of emotions.

A terrifying calamity power, a strange and peculiar calamity power, hovered between heaven and earth, causing the will of heaven and earth to seem angry, a power that seemed incompatible with the world.

Netherworld... Ghost Emperor!

Everyone's gaze fell on the figure burning with purple flames, without flesh, skin, or hair, only a golden skull remaining.

It attracted everyone's attention, and as soon as it appeared, it became the focus of everyone in the world.

Netherworld... a new existence!

An existence higher than the King Yan of the Netherworld!

At this moment, not only the imperial court army, but even the powerful cultivators within the Divine Origin Dao City, who were protected by the Netherworld, felt a sense of incredulity and... reverence!

Yes, it was reverence!

Even the likes of Feng Zhiqi and Hongshi Fo, such powerful cultivators, were filled with awe.

The power and mystery of the Netherworld were evident to all.

Whether in the Divine Origin Dao City or the Divine Capital, it was already shrouded in mystery, an existence that held the power to control the world.

And now, it seemed that the upper echelons of the Netherworld had finally emerged...

No, it should be said that... a figure had emerged!

A figure that seemed to want to bring about change to the mortal world just by standing there!

A figure that could cause the heavens to tremble and shake just by standing there, without even taking action, simply by exuding its aura!

Lu Qiankun stood before the Minor Inner World, his eyes narrowing slightly.

A sense of horror filled his mind.

As a cultivator who had reached the Divine Tribulation Realm and experienced the First and Second Calamities, he practiced the most orthodox divine cultivation path, following the path of the Three Disasters and Nine Tribulations. Perhaps his senses were not as keen.

However, Lu Qiankun could clearly feel that as the Ghost Emperor of the Netherworld stood there, the tribulation power of heaven and earth seemed to tremble and be wary...

Yes, it was wariness, a feeling of encountering a higher tribulation power.

It was like the White Void Tribulation Fire facing the Three Disasters Calamity Fire, the Youming Fire...

That was a difference in the level of calamity power.

Netherworld... what kind of tribulation did it possess?!

Lu Qiankun's hairs stood on end. Ever since he broke through to the Divine Tribulation Realm and experienced the First and Second Tribulations, he rarely felt this sense of horror.

It was like a mortal encountering a ghost, filled with terror...

Even when the Elder Dragon God forcefully invaded the Heaven and Earth Kunlun Mirror and fought with him, Lu Qiankun was slightly outmatched, but he did not feel this level of horror, because he knew that if he went all out, he could match the Elder Dragon God.

However, the calamity power controlled by the Ghost Emperor of the Netherworld exceeded his imagination.

It was a calamity power he had never encountered before.

Not only was Lu Qiankun terrified, but Fang Hanshu was as well. Fang Hanshu's pupils constricted, and the Confucian robe on his body seemed to be stretched tight like steel.

Fang Hanshu was not only the Grand Elder of the Heaven and Earth Kunlun Mirror, but also a Divine Calamity Killer of the Hunt God Pavilion...

Looking at the purple flames burning, the golden skull head seemed to be releasing its power, instilling fear in people's hearts.

A boundless pressure suddenly descended upon Fang Hanshu.

"Netherworld... Netherworld... is it the Netherworld of the mortal world... or the Netherworld of the Mysterious Capital?!"

Fang Hanshu suddenly began to breathe heavily, his face turning red.

A strong sense of curiosity made him even more interested in the Netherworld.

Within the Divine Origin Dao City.

Li Qing stood with his blue robe fluttering, looking much better after eating the Immortal Peach, even his blood and energy seemed to have strengthened, standing next to the old woman Mu.

He, too, was frozen in place, his eyes wide with shock.

Netherworld... Ghost Emperor?!

The Netherworld actually has experts?!

How many experts does our Netherworld have?

...

...

The Primordial Dragon Elephant Flame burned on his head, distorting the air and incinerating nothingness.

The golden skull's gaze swept across the mortal world, bringing with it an overwhelming sense of oppression.

This was the first formal appearance of the Ghost Emperor of the Netherworld.

It was also a display of the Netherworld's strength to the entire mortal world, informing all factions that the Netherworld not only had the King Yan, but also the Ghost Emperor, and whether there were even more powerful experts above the Ghost Emperor...

You guess! Just as you thought the King Yan was the strongest, the Ghost Emperor emerged.

When the Netherworld's upper limit is incomprehensible, one develops an unfounded reverence for it.

As the gate opened, Li Che also felt the will of heaven and earth trembling, and his heart was slightly shocked. However, at this moment, his golden skull head could not show any sign of shock.

The golden skull head was like a mask, but whereas previous masks had concealed, the golden skull head was now revealing.

To the coldness of this world, the golden skull head was like a skull facing a cold and indifferent world, unable to express any emotions.

For Li Che, everything in this world, except for his daughter and wife, was unimportant. Nothing in this world had left any impression on Li Che's soul, as he always felt that he did not belong to this world.

Therefore, he had no feelings for this world.

"Will of heaven and earth..."

Li Che raised his head, glanced at the trembling will of heaven and earth, and smiled faintly.

He landed on his toes, and as his body shattered the void, he completely disappeared into the darkness after entering the gate.

Boom!!!

The gate of the Netherworld Capital, Fudou, slammed shut.

In an instant, the calamity power that had been suppressing the heavens and the earth disappeared.

The power of the Divine Tribulation seemed to conflict with the power of the Three Disasters and Nine Tribulations of this world.

Even though Li Che had not yet broken through to the Divine Tribulation Realm, and had only mastered the power of the Divine Tribulation, strictly speaking, he was only a half-step divine tribulation.

However, he had already been marked by the will of heaven and earth, as if he were a true divine tribulation, being rejected.

And after Li Che returned to the gate, the Ink City, Fudou, turned into a black ink mark and disappeared between heaven and earth.

The terrifying and oppressive atmosphere had dissipated, leaving an eerie silence in its wake. The sky and earth were still, as if mourning the loss of a great being. The two opposing sides, which had previously been locked in a fierce battle, now stood in stunned silence, their animosity forgotten in the face of the devastating loss.

A venerable old Dragon God, who had reached the realm of the First Calamity and the Second Tribulation, had fallen in battle. The heavens and earth themselves seemed to be lamenting his passing, and the consequences of his death would be far-reaching.

On the warship, Xie Yunshen's face was deathly pale, his complexion as white as paper. The sound of the wind and waves filled the air as the ship sailed on.

The Grand Elder, Huang Mei, approached Xie Yunshen, his face etched with concern. "Amitabha, National Tutor, please rest for a while." He supported Xie Yunshen as he walked onto the ship.

The atmosphere was heavy with grief, and the air was thick with the weight of defeat. It was clear that this campaign against the Divine Origin Divine Sect had ended in failure.

The National Tutor, Xie Yunshen, had led the army out of the Divine Capital, determined to conquer the sect and seize its fortune. Many powerful warriors had followed him, eager to fight on his behalf. However, the campaign had begun on a disastrous note, with two crushing defeats in a row.

In the first battle, several top-tier warriors had fallen, including the avatar of the Pacifying King, Ji Moling. The second battle had been even more catastrophic, with the death of a venerable old Dragon God who had reached the realm of the First Calamity and the Second Tribulation.

Even Gu Qianchi, a seasoned and powerful warrior, couldn't help but feel a sense of trepidation. He shook his head, sighing as he gazed at Xie Yunshen, whose face was pale and drawn due to the exhaustion of his Fortune Lotus.

"National Tutor, are you still unwilling to give up?" Gu Qianchi asked, his voice laced with a hint of resignation.

As the ancestor of the Bashu Sword Pavilion, Gu Qianchi's words carried a deeper meaning. If Xie Yunshen refused to abandon the campaign, Gu Qianchi would have to consider leaving him.

The death of the old Dragon God had sent shockwaves throughout the land, and even Gu Qianchi felt a sense of fear. The Ghost Emperor of the Netherworld was a formidable foe, and his power was not to be underestimated.

"Ancestor Gu, are you leaving me?" Xie Yunshen asked, his voice weak but laced with a hint of determination.

Gu Qianchi stood tall, his hands clasped behind his back. "National Tutor, we cannot continue to attack the Divine Origin Divine Sect. It's pointless, and we lack the strength to do so."

Xie Yunshen's face was as pale as ever, but a glimmer of determination appeared in his eyes. "We won't attack the Divine Origin Divine Sect anymore. Let's target another Divine Sect. At least, we can fulfill our promise to conquer a sect and bring back some fortune to the emperor."

Gu Qianchi's eyes widened in surprise. "Which Divine Sect do you plan to attack, National Tutor?"

Xie Yunshen's voice was weak, but his words sent shockwaves throughout the ship. "The Guangling Dao is adjacent to the Lingnan Dao. Let's attack the Tiandan Divine Sect."

The ship fell silent, with all eyes on Xie Yunshen. Gu Qianchi's face was a picture of confusion and shock. Attack the Tiandan Divine Sect? But hadn't its leader just died in battle, fighting on behalf of the imperial army against the Divine Origin Divine Sect?

The news sent shockwaves throughout the ship, with many warriors looking at Xie Yunshen in a mixture of horror and awe. Even the usually composed Huang Mei couldn't help but furrow his brow, muttering an "Amitabha" under his breath.

Gu Qianchi's face was a mask of complexity, his eyes narrowing as he gazed at Xie Yunshen. It was no wonder that Xie Yunshen had risen to become the most trusted advisor to the emperor, for he was indeed ruthless, cold, and cunning.

But if Xie Yunshen could so callously turn against the Tiandan Divine Sect, what was to stop him from doing the same to the Bashu Sword Pavilion in the future? Gu Qianchi's face slowly took on a cold, enigmatic expression.

Xie Yunshen looked at Gu Qianchi, a faint smile on his lips. "Ancestor Gu, do you think I'm too ruthless, too cold, and too willing to betray others?"

The Tiandan Divine Sect agreed to submit to the Great Jing Imperial Court... and after my failed campaign against the Heavenly Origin Divine Sect, I shifted my focus to them. Was it too cruel?"

Gu Qianchi nodded slightly.

He wanted to hear Xie Yunshen's explanation, and if he didn't get a satisfactory one, it was time to part ways.

Xie Yunshen shook his head, "Elder Gu... The Bashu Sword Pavilion and Tiandan Divine Sect are not the same."

"The Dragon Tiger Divine Sect, Bashu Sword Pavilion, Seven Treasures Divine Sect, Vast Ethereal Academy, and Tiandan Divine Sect... These are the five major sects that have chosen to submit to the Great Jing Imperial Court. Only the Dragon Tiger Divine Sect and Bashu Sword Pavilion are truly sincere in their submission. The Seven Treasures Divine Sect is quite distant, making it hard to judge, but the Vast Ethereal Academy and Tiandan Divine Sect are actually..."

"They just want to use the court's power to suppress other sects and weaken their influence, as they don't even have the support of Divine Tribulation experts..."

Xie Yunshen's eyes were cold and indifferent.

"I personally visited the Tiandan Divine Sect... It's located in Guangling Dao, adjacent to Lingnan Dao. If they truly submitted to the court, why wouldn't their Elder Yang Xuan come to assist us?"

"From the beginning, the Tiandan Divine Sect has been on my list for mountain-leveling and sect-destroying campaigns."

After Xie Yunshen finished speaking, Gu Qianchi's gaze softened, and he seemed to relax a little.

He believed him.

After all, the Tiandan Divine Sect was so close, located in Guangling Dao. Why wouldn't their elder come to help?

It was common knowledge that having an additional Divine Tribulation expert would make mountain-leveling and sect-destroying campaigns easier.

Xie Yunshen's face turned crimson, blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and his complexion was deathly pale. However, he straightened his back and stared intently at Gu Qianchi.

"Elder Gu... Only the Dragon Tiger Divine Sect and Bashu Sword Pavilion are truly loyal. The Tiandan Divine Sect... is not."

"Elder Gu, will you help me one last time? I have a trump card for the campaign against the Tiandan Divine Sect, and I'm confident we can succeed in destroying them!" Xie Yunshen was excited.

"Elder Gu..."

"I'm truly on the verge of death."

Gu Qianchi looked at the excited yet confident Xie Yunshen with admiration. Just as Xie Yunshen said, he was indeed dying. With a sigh, he agreed.

"Alright, one last time then."

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In the Divine Origin Dao City.

The black clouds continued to descend, like a long-accumulated calamity storm ready to explode at any moment.

But before the calamity storm could erupt, cheers erupted from the city walls, a first in the history of the Divine Guard Army.

Even the four great generals of the Divine Guard Army, including Han Qizhong, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, their tense bodies finally relaxing.

The court's campaign forces had withdrawn.

This meant another victory for the Heavenly Origin Divine Sect!

They had defeated the court's forces twice, and these were armies led by the National Tutor Xie Yunshen himself.

Who could have predicted this outcome before the battles?

The soldiers within the Divine Origin Dao City had prepared for the worst, expecting to die if the city fell.

But who could have imagined such overwhelming victories, causing the court's warships to retreat in disgrace like stray dogs?

The victory of the Divine Origin Dao City was incredibly uplifting.

With these victories, the Heavenly Origin Sect could even consider rebelling and establishing their own power without any issues.

Of course, many also understood that these victories were closely tied to the Netherworld.

The cheers continued to resonate, like thunder and boiling waves.

Li Che, having returned from Ink City, exchanged identities with the Immortal in Painting, Ma Mian, and felt the joyous atmosphere, which made him smile and feel great.

Boom!

After brewing for so long, the terrifying tribulation finally erupted.

At the temple of the Sage Dao Manifestation Three-Eyed True Monarch, plum blossoms bloomed in the cold winter.

From within the temple, a long howl echoed.

A sword light soared into the sky, and Lu Taibai's silver hair danced as the blood and flesh on his forehead parted, revealing the Dao Essence Tribulation Sword.

In the heavens, one of the Three Disasters, the God-Calamity Gale, descended with a force that seemed capable of destroying heaven and earth.

Lu Taibai transformed into a sword light and resolutely charged into the tribulation.

Li Che looked up, his eyes filled with profound depth.

The true Three Disasters Tribulation was indeed terrifying, with a formidable willpower that enveloped every corner of the world, causing everyone's mind and spirit to tremble uncontrollably.

This tribulation crossing had lasted for nearly seven days.

The joyous atmosphere in the Divine Origin Dao City, which had arisen from repelling the court's army, gradually dissipated, as many began to worryingly gaze at the sky.

In the dark clouds, a figure in white transformed into silver sword light, as if chasing the wind, or being chased by it.

Everyone hoped that Lu Taibai would successfully break through.

If he did, the Heavenly Origin Divine Sect would gain another Divine Tribulation expert, raising their status even higher.

And the Divine Origin Dao City would become even safer.

...

...

The world grew dark due to Lu Taibai's tribulation crossing.

Day and night, the sky remained dim.

Heavenly Origin Divine Sect.

Disciple City, Elder's Court.

Study Room.

His eyes opened and closed, and a heavenly chessboard appeared above his head, slowly revealing a scene.

Within it, a portion of his mind was focused on Xi Xi's training.

This young girl was bold, leading her friends directly towards the Jiangnan Dao region, following the Grand Canal southeast to Jiangnan Dao.

Li Che understood what she was up to—she wanted to retrieve the Unbreakable Hell Lotus Tapestry.

This item had been taken by the Corpse God Sect and brought to their headquarters in Jiangnan Dao.

Xi Xi had become smarter, learning to disguise herself. Using the painting talisman skills she had acquired from the Immortal Painter Fruit, they disguised themselves.

Sitting in the study, Li Che exhaled slowly.

"Jiangnan Dao... The headquarters of the Corpse God Sect, and Ji Moling's base..."

Li Che narrowed his eyes.

"Not just that... Heaven City seems to be located in the Jiangnan Dao as well."

"Heaven City's opening, this little girl... won't she also go to join in on the excitement?"

Li Che pondered.

Heaven City, situated in the Jianzhou of Jiangnan Dao, bordered the East Sea, occupying a uniquely special location.

Jiangnan Dao was vast, being the largest of the eleven Dao under the Great Jing Empire, governing eight states and thirty-two prefectures, each with an extremely broad territorial expanse.

However, the prosperity of Jiangnan Dao belonged to the numerous Confucian and Daoist aristocratic families of the region.

Beneath this prosperity, numerous underhanded dealings were concealed, to the extent that even the Great Jing Imperial Court found Jiangnan Dao to be a long-standing headache.

Li Che collected his thoughts, casting a glance at Xixi, who was hurrying along.

His gaze then refocused on the Heaven-Earth Chessboard.

The dazzling, interwoven lights reflected a new image: Xie Yunshen and others' warship, entering the Guangling Dao, rapidly approaching the city, with the scene of their army besieging the city.

A faint, arc-shaped smile appeared on Li Che's lips.

"The Tiandan Divine Sect... deceiving my daughter, can this matter be resolved simply by killing a Martial Sage like Gu Changqing?"

Li Che's eyes gradually turned cold.

Could killing a Martial Sage resolve the issue?

What Li Che desired was the downfall of the Tiandan Divine Sect...

Annihilate the Sect!

Boom!!!

A sudden, terrifying explosion shook the heavens, causing Li Che to withdraw his thoughts. His black robes fluttered, and with a sweep of his large sleeves, he stepped forward, appearing in the courtyard.

Zhang Ya, who had been diligently cultivating, drenched in sweat, concluded her practice and approached Li Che.

The couple stood in the courtyard, gazing upward.

They saw a silver sword light, resembling a vast river, sweep across the sky.

Space fragmented inch by inch...

Endless void and darkness emerged, within which a sword aura slowly expanded, intertwining and spreading like the delicate needlework of a skilled woman.

Enveloping the continuously reborn Dao Essence, it began to sew and embroider...

Gradually, a small, approximately ten-zhang-diameter Heavenly Space was carved out!

"Hahaha!"

Lu Taibai sat within the newly created Heavenly Space, laughing heartily.

The Taibai Sword, flowing with silver light, hovered in his hand.

"Today, I, Lu Taibai... have entered the Divine Tribulation Realm!"

"From now on, there is no place in heaven or earth that I cannot go!"

Lu Taibai exuded heroic grandeur, his spirit soaring.

The dark clouds, which had oppressed the area for days like a calamity, finally began to disperse with Lu Taibai's successful tribulation.

Radiant sunlight illuminated the land from behind the clouds, bringing a warm, golden light to the previously dark Divine Origin Dao City.

"Ahahahaha!"

"Where is the old Dragon Deity of the Dragon God lineage? I, Lu Taibai, have entered the tribulation!"

"Come and fight!!"

Lu Taibai let out a long, triumphant cry, rapidly exiting the newly created Heavenly Space.

With an overwhelming battle intent, the Dao Essence divine pattern on his brow surged ceaselessly.

Lu Qiankun, Fang Hanshu, Feng Zhiqi, Zhao Fangzhou, and other powerful members of the Divine Origin Divine Sect, who had risen to meet the challenge, suddenly displayed embarrassed expressions.

Lu Taibai furrowed his brow, seemingly perplexed.

However, he didn't inquire further.

With a step forward, space rippled around him.

He appeared to tread on sword light, instantly vanishing, and burst out of the Divine Origin Dao City, entering the area eight hundred miles outside.

Then...

There was nothing.

Lu Taibai gazed at the empty, eight-hundred-mile expanse.

Standing with his hands behind his back, he fell into contemplation.

The imperial army's camp, once stationed here, had long been covered by snow, erasing all traces...

A surge of overwhelming frustration nearly engulfed him.

He, Lu Taibai...

Had risked life and death, only to break through to a desolate, empty space?!

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Within the Dao City

Lu Qiankun, floating in mid-air, shook his head with a gentle smile.

Zhao Fangzhou, Feng Zhiqi, and others exchanged glances, unable to restrain their hearty laughter, a carefree, optimistic laughter.

The Divine Origin Divine Sect... now had a promising future!

In the Small Courtyard

Li Che, embracing his wife Zhang Ya, also couldn't help but smile.

"Your sword, Sect Leader, is a bit slow."

Even Zhang Ya couldn't resist covering her mouth to stifle a gentle laugh, though she knew it was inappropriate to laugh at the Sect Leader, who was Xixi's master, the leader of the Divine Origin Divine Sect, and a newly tribulated Divine Tribulation cultivator...

However, the delayed, slow pace was somewhat comical.

As Li Che smiled, embracing his wife, the courtyard gate was knocked upon. Li Che's mind swept outward, sensing the visitor.

With a wave of his sleeve, the gate opened.

Outside, the arriving figure was none other than the Outer Sect's Grand Elder, Jiao Shaoqiu.

"Grand Elder Li."

Jiao Shaoqiu gazed at Li Che, whose elegance and humility remained unchanged, and his eyes revealed a complex expression.

The young man he had once guided from the Golden Light Manor to the Divine Origin Dao City had, unbeknownst to him, grown to such heights.

Li Che held great reverence for Jiao Shaoqiu.

"Grand Elder Li, I've brought an urgent letter from the Golden Light Manor, which just arrived. Please, take a look. I won't stay long, as the children are waiting for my guidance..."

"Although I may never again cultivate a prodigy like Xixi, as an elder, I should strive to contribute to the sect."

Jiao Shaoqiu smiled, handing Li Che a letter from the Kunlun Jade.

Declining Li Che's invitation to tea, he departed hastily, as the Grand Elder's courtyard had a group of newly enrolled, boisterous divine children awaiting his instruction.

They represented the sect's future.

Li Che watched Jiao Shaoqiu leave, his back slightly stooped, with a heart full of admiration.

Withdrawing his gaze, his attention turned to the letter Jiao Shaoqiu had brought.

His wife, Zhang Ya, also drew near.

"A letter from the Golden Light Manor?"

Zhang Ya's memories of the Golden Light Manor ran deep, for it was the place where their humble family had begun to prosper.

Li Che nodded.

A subtle stir had already begun in his heart, recalling the promise made back then.

This letter originated from the Golden Light Manor's Divine Carving Peak, under Tang Sanjia...

"What secrets lie beneath the Divine Carving Peak?"

(End of Chapter)

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