Demoness who covers the sky, please help me practice

Seeing the subtle move of the Underworld Dao Ancestor taking half a step back, countless Dao Ancestors felt a sinking feeling in their hearts.

You know, the strength of the Underworld Taoist Ancestor is the best among all the Taoist Ancestors. The Netherworld death energy lingering around him has condensed the embryonic form of the Immortal Emperor. If he is willing to stand beside Jiang Yun, it will be like an eternal and immortal sacred mountain standing in front of him.

Especially since this is the underworld, no matter how much evidence Kong Zun has, it is just like an ant trying to shake a tree.

"Alas, Daoyuan is courting his own death!"

An old demon guarding the City of the Dead shook his head and sighed, his eyes full of regret.

He seemed to have seen the scene of Jiang Yun being suppressed.

The phantom of the altar was like a maggot on the heel, but Jiang Yun insisted on quibbling under the fangs of Kong Zun. Wasn't he trampling on the favor of the Taoist Ancestor of the Underworld?
In his opinion, if Jiang Yun was willing to admit his mistake, with the tyranny of the Underworld, at most he would be forced to face the wall for a thousand years. Why would he end up in a situation where he was not helped?

Daoist Master Ditian paused halfway through his step, and the fingers beneath his black robe turned white due to the force.

He looked at the layer of dark light shield around Daozu of the Underworld that isolated the inside and the outside, and his mind was clattering: Without the support of the Underworld, even if he proposed a compromise plan to release Daozu Guidu, how could Kong Zun let it go?

I'm afraid that by then not only will Jiang Yun be suppressed, but Di Tian will also be burned by the devilish flames of the Soul River.

He thought to himself that perhaps retreating back into the crowd at this moment would be the wisest strategy to protect himself - once Jiang Yun was suppressed, the Eight Paths of Reincarnation would be leaderless, and the power of Reincarnation that spread across the Six Paths would then become his possession.

Thinking of this, Ditian slowly retreated into the shadows, and his eyes looked at Jiang Yun with a bit of scrutiny.

For a moment, the Taoist ancestors of the underworld had different thoughts.

Those Dao Ancestors who usually treated Jiang Yun as brothers, now all turned their gazes to the other end of the underworld, as if looking there any longer would bring them trouble.

Only Hou Ming stood by the blood river, the breath of hellfire emanating from his body, burning fiercely and burning the surrounding dark death energy into dust.

She stared at the phantom of the Soul River surging above Kong Zun's head. There was no fear in her beautiful eyes, and her clenched fists were emitting flames - if Kong Zun dared to attack Jiang Yun, she would stand in front of him!

Kong Zun was overjoyed when he saw this. He felt relieved by the Netherworld's retreat, as if he had already seen Jiang Yun being suppressed at the bottom of the Soul River.

He didn't expect that he could suppress Jiang Yun so easily this time. After all, this was the underworld, and he wanted to test the attitude here in order to make trouble in the future.

I didn't expect Jiang Yun to admit it directly, which made him feel so relieved.
However, when his eyes swept across the flames burning everything around Hou Ming, his heart suddenly shuddered - the hellish fire in this woman's body seemed to be even more intense than several days ago...

Kong Zun's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at Hou Ming, who was surrounded by the hellfire beside Jiang Yun.

Jiang Yun's reincarnation flame is like a volcano that may erupt at any time, containing terrifying power enough to burn the heavens. Now if it echoes with Hou Ming's hellfire that can burn the soul, the two forces intertwined, just like the sharpest double-edged sword in the world. Even someone as strong as Kong Zun is unwilling to confront such a strong enemy head-on.

He pondered secretly in his heart, with a hint of suspicion in his eyes.

He didn't know too much about Hou Ming. He only knew that Hou Ming had always been low-key during these sacrifices, concentrating on seclusion in the underworld, rarely showing up for major sacrifices, and had little interaction with other Taoist ancestors.

What was the reason that made her willing to stand up for Jiang Yun?
Kong Zun frowned and deduced silently in his heart. He knew very well that as long as he didn't force Jiang Yun into a desperate situation and used reason to force him, perhaps Hou Ming could remain restrained and not turn hostile on the spot.

"Forget it." Kong Zun sighed quietly in his heart. The sigh was like a wisp of smoke, but it was full of helplessness.

This was a perfect opportunity for Jiang Yun to fall flat on his face, but Hou Ming's existence was like a mountain blocking his road to revenge, forcing him to be cautious.

He secretly speculated that perhaps it was because he had Hou Ming, a powerful supporter behind him, that Jiang Yun dared to so frankly admit that he had violated the agreement and faced his questioning without fear.

After all, the underworld is not his home ground, but as long as he can easily suppress Jiang Yun, it doesn't hurt to compromise.

But a hint of ruthlessness flashed in Kong Zun's eyes. He firmly believed that as long as Jiang Yun continued to stay in the weird clan, he would reveal flaws in the future, and that would be a good opportunity for him to take action again.

Thinking of this, the reluctance in Kong Zun's eyes gradually turned into coldness. He straightened his robe, the devilish energy around him surged, and he said in a deep voice: "Jiang Yun, if you have nothing else to say, then let me suppress you obediently. This is the punishment for your violation of the agreement.

If you don't resist, I will release you after four sacrifices."

He deliberately slowed down his tone. His seemingly tough words actually contained a hint of compromise. Every word was like a carefully placed chess piece, just to stabilize Hou Ming.

Kong Zun's remarks may seem righteous on the surface, but in reality they are nothing more than the release of personal grievances in the guise of justice.

Jiang Yun held his head high and chest puffed out, with a Taoist aura flowing around him. He looked calm and composed, with even a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. His posture seemed as if he was not facing a threat, but an insignificant passerby.

In his eyes, Kong Zun's threat was nothing but a bluff and could not shake him at all.

"Kong Zun, what you said is totally wrong!"

Jiang Yun's voice was as clear as a bell; every word he spoke penetrated the dark mist that permeated the underworld, echoing among the eighteen levels of the abyss. His neither humble nor arrogant demeanor was like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, piercing the sky.

"The agreement between the four origins is as strong as a mountain, but who says that violating it is an unforgivable sin?"

His eyes were like torches as he scanned the Dao Ancestors present, and he continued to speak, "You are not allowed to go out and provoke Heaven. The original intention of this agreement was to protect us Dao Ancestors and prevent the terrifying sword light of the Desolate Emperor from falling and causing a disaster."

At this point, he paused slightly, and his tone suddenly became heavier, "If a Dao Ancestor insists on going his own way and violates the agreement, resulting in serious injury and death, causing the grand sacrifice to be hindered, such behavior is naturally an unforgivable sin!

But if there were no bad consequences and there were gains, how could they be easily convicted?"

When the word "great sacrifice" came out of Jiang Yun's mouth, two fanatical flames instantly ignited in his eyes, and his expression was as if a devout believer was telling the supreme holy scripture.

Having lived in the strange place of the underworld for a long time, Jiang Yun had already integrated disguise into his bones and blood. Every expression and every word he said was like a carefully carved jade, without any flaws.

He knew very well that the "Great Sacrifice" was the most sensitive string in the hearts of all Dao Ancestors. A slight plucking of it could make everyone lose their composure.

These remarks were like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, causing a thousand waves among the Taoist ancestors of the underworld.

Everyone looked at each other with recognition in their eyes.

At first glance, Jiang Yun's words seemed to be far-fetched, but upon closer inspection, they did contain some truth.

The agreement among the four original places was originally to protect the safety of the Taoist ancestor and ensure the success of the grand sacrifice. However, Jiang Yun's actions this time were extremely secretive. Except for Kong Zun who had been secretly monitoring the underworld, he did not alarm any force. He did not cause any bad consequences and seemed to have gained something. If he was convicted for this, it would be difficult to convince the public.

"Hmph! What nonsense!"

Kong Zun was furious, and the demonic energy around him surged out like a raging tide, as if it was going to swallow up the entire underworld.

The shadow of the Soul River above his head trembled violently, and the dark river water poured down, distorting the space wherever it passed. He stared at Jiang Yun, the coldness in his eyes was like ten thousand years of black ice, forming a sharp contrast with the surging anger in his body, the interweaving of cold and heat, showing his extreme rage.

Some reincarnation slaves who were crawling on the ground outside the Samsara Road felt this horrifying pressure and trembled all over, as if they would be crushed into powder in the next second.

Kong Zun had previously taken the initiative to give in. That seemingly compromising attitude actually concealed a mystery, just like a seasoned hunter setting a net to capture Jiang Yun safely and avoid any unexpected events.

He had already made plans in his mind, and even sketched out a picture in his heart. Once he successfully suppressed Jiang Yun, his reputation would surely wash away the previous shame and restore his former glory.

However, the opposite happened. Jiang Yun's words were like a sharp sword, which instantly cut off his wishful thinking and made the situation take a sharp turn for the worse.

Even the Taoist Ancestor of the Underworld, who had always been aloof from the world, frowned slightly at this moment, with a thoughtful gleam in his eyes, as if his heart was touched by Jiang Yun's words.

Jiang Yun has discovered over the years that the grand sacrifice is always the most important.

Seeing Kong Zun's face turned livid and his anger boiling, Jiang Yun raised a calm smile at the corner of his lips. That smile was like the warm sunshine in spring, but it contained a sharp edge.

"Master Kong, do you think what I said is wrong? If you have any opinions, please speak out!"

His tone was brisk, as if he was chatting casually, but the Daozu present were all experienced and shrewd people, so how could they not see that this was a blatant provocation, which was like pouring fuel on Kong Zun's anger.

"You..." Kong Zun gritted his teeth and let out a low roar from his throat. He felt frustrated and angry, but he couldn't find the right words to refute.

How could he say that it was wrong to think about the great sacrifice?

This is also a limitation of the Taoist Ancestor of the Weird Clan. Mentioning this aspect or even thinking about this aspect is like having a lower IQ.

This is also the pattern that Jiang Yun has discovered over the years.

He thought that he had solid evidence of Jiang Yun's violation and could easily suppress him by going to his house forcefully. However, he never expected that Jiang Yun's eloquence could completely reverse the situation, leaving him in an awkward situation where he was speechless.

"This is too much!" Kong Zun was finally furious. He waved his hand, and in an instant, a terrifying aura swept through the underworld like a tide.

The dark power and soul light surged around him, as if turning into a pitch-black ocean, in which the laws of the great Dao flowed madly, as if an invisible giant beast was lurking in the darkness, ready to launch a fatal blow at any time.

Seeing this, Hou Ming's expression became stern, and he flashed to stand in front of Jiang Yun. The hellfire was burning all around him, and the dark blue flames were flashing with cold light, like an indestructible barrier.

At this tense moment, the Netherworld Daozu finally spoke, his voice deep and powerful: "Enough! Kong Zun, Daoyuan's words do make some sense."

He originally planned to stand by and watch, but after hearing about the grand sacrifice, he was convinced by Jiang Yun's words.

However, in order to ease the tense atmosphere, he deliberately slowed down his tone, "Brother Kong, there may still be room for improvement..."

But at this moment, Kong Zun's eyes were burning with rage, and that rage was like an ancient ferocious beast awakening, ready to break through the cage of reason at any time.

The laws of the universe around him are becoming increasingly chaotic. A storm that could destroy the underworld is quietly brewing, and the situation is on the verge of breaking out.

"Because the ideas of the High Priest and Kong Zun conflict, he cannot refute the High Priest. Does this make him confused?"

Jiang Yun seemed to be thinking about something. It seemed like Kong Zun had lost his mind and wanted to attack him in the underworld.

This is a good discovery.

The fierce battle between Jiang Yun and Kong Zun in the underworld was like a meteorite dropped on the calm surface of the Netherworld Lake. The ripples it caused quickly spread and alarmed the strong men in the heavens and all realms.

The ancient Taoist ancestors who were in seclusion on the floating soil of the Four Poles opened their eyes that had been sleeping for thousands of years.

The mysterious existence lurking in the Emperor of Heaven's hiding pit also cast its gaze towards the underworld. Its divine consciousness, like invisible threads, quietly weaves a huge web of attention.

Ever since the earth-shattering and soul-stirring battle above came to an end, the four original places became like ancient beasts falling into hibernation, quietly ceasing their activities. In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of years passed by like a flash.

For the Taoist ancestors with long lifespans, these tens of thousands of years are just the time for a nap. If there were no agreements to restrict them, they would be happy to immerse themselves in seclusion and practice hard. No matter how the outside world changes, I will remain unmoved.

However, this piece of paper agreement was like an invisible chain that tightly bound the hands and feet of many strange Taoist ancestors, making them feel unwilling, like wild beasts trapped in a cage, always wanting to break free from the restraints.

At this moment, the turmoil in the underworld was like a spark that ignited a powder keg, attracting the attention of many Taoist ancestors.

What they were concerned about was not only Jiang Yun and Kong Zun, but also whether the agreement that had restricted them for a long time would be loosened.

They were all carrying around the altar fragments, but there wasn't enough to share.

"If Jiang Yun is not suppressed, can we return to the Sea of ​​Sacrifice carefully in the future?"

A Taoist ancestor murmured secretly, his words full of eagerness to take action.

Once Jiang Yun escapes punishment, this agreement will be like a broken dam, unable to stop the surging torrent.

By then, the Taoist ancestors of the strange clan will surely appear in the world quietly, and the heavens and myriad worlds, which had originally shown signs of recovery, will probably fall into a new turmoil.

Countless gazes fell on him and Kong Zun as if they were real.

Their eyes fell on Jiang Yun again, and the Dao Ancestors of the four origin places were all shocked. This new generation Dao Ancestor, who had only entered the Sacrifice Sea for a few tens of thousands of years, had such power that he could stir up huge waves in this treacherous situation.

Many Dao Ancestors pondered in their hearts, recalling their past contempt for Jiang Yun, and couldn't help but feel a little regretful. Only then did they realize that they had really underestimated this rising star named Daoyuan.

But Jiang Yun seemed unaware of all this.

He looked indifferent, with the aura of Tao flowing around him, and all his attention was focused on Kong Zun.

As the strongest Taoist ancestor of Soul River, Kong Zun's cultivation has reached perfection.

Billions of dead souls were agitated as the phantoms of the soul river around him surged. Even though he was in the underworld, where the flames of reincarnation were raging, and with Hou Ming and the hellish fire suppressing him, Jiang Yun still did not dare to slack off.

The aura of Taoism around him rose and fell like the tide, and his eyes were as calm as water, yet they concealed a raging storm.

But he had no regrets at all.

To him, the altar fragments were like a beacon of light that guided him forward in the darkness, and they were forbidden fruits that he had to pick. (End of this chapter)