lethal arsenal

Chapter 572: The Sorrow of the Ten Kings of Hell
"Come on, make way. Make way."

Monk Fahai was shirtless, with muscles bulging in his arms. He was carrying a huge stone on his shoulders and walking through a large number of stalls doing business on the ruins.

After the demonic catastrophe, the former imperial capital of the Nanli Kingdom was turned into a wasteland.

There were countless casualties.

Almost the entire court was replaced.

Those demons sitting high in the temple had been cleared out by Lin Dong and Huan Xin before.

Later, after defeating the Demon King Peng.

Huanxin plowed through the court again, and now he couldn't find a single monster.

Monk Fahai selected a group of Buddhist believers and a kind-hearted person from the last branch of the Nanli Duan family to govern the country.

Now the royal capital is gradually recovering.

However, these ruins are still under renovation.

I have to say, the life of a mortal is really like weeds!

The spring breeze brings new life, as tenacious as the cockroach.

Even though the imperial capital had been destroyed, there were still ordinary people doing business in such a place.

Being able to do business naturally means there are people. People who are still able to move, even those with missing limbs, are busy rebuilding their homes.

The handsome monk Fahai took the lead and helped the villagers.

Huanxin clasped his hands in front of his chest, standing on the outline of the temple roof, staring at the monk Fahai below with a frown.

"Why are you doing this? Life must always find its own way out. Mortals have suffered, but since you have helped settle the upper class, then these people below will know how to act themselves." Huanxin said calmly, without working, just looking down from the top of the temple at the busy scene of ordinary people below.

“This is my practice.”

Fahai put down a large piece of stone that looked like a foundation and said.

He stretched out his hand to wipe the beads of sweat from his forehead. Now that his golden body had been broken, Fahai no longer had the cultivation level that once rivaled that of a true immortal.

He was merely lingering in the realm of ghost immortal after the first round of thunder tribulation, the kind that Lin Dong could kill with a single flick of his fingers.

However, compared with the former Golden Body Fahai.

Fahai, who has the two blue and purple swords stored in the Niwan Palace, has a brighter future.

If the Bodhisattva fruit that was comparable to the celestial realm was his limit.

Therefore, Fahai now has the hope to achieve the status of a great bodhisattva.

That is the highest position in Buddhism.

In fact, he is almost at the level of Ksitigarbha, Samantabhadra, Manjusri and Guanyin, which is the highest level in Buddhism, equivalent to Venerable Kashyapa, and only below Sakyamuni Buddha and Venerable Maitreya.

"Hmph. Pedantic."

Huanxin said casually.

However, deep down in his heart, he actually likes the character of Monk Fahai.

The two of them can become friends because they have somewhat similar personalities.

"Ah, ah, ah, there's really nothing I can do with you."

Huanxin shook her head and stood up to go down to help.

Monk Fahai cut the stone flat with just the motion of a knife or an axe. After a few strokes, he polished it a little and used it as a cornerstone for building a house.

And it was at this moment.

Huanxin raised his head and muttered, "That guy is coming."

The clouds in the sky were stirring.

A tough face emerged from the clouds, and the raised brows looked like tempered blades.

And this is exactly Lin Dong’s face.

He displayed a magical power - Isha that day.

A power of the devil.

Simply put, it can form a certain resonance with the will of the world, causing changes in celestial phenomena and so on.

It can also be used to attack and unleash additional magical powers.

"Huanxin! Huanxin! Huanxin!"

The face belonging to Lin Dong shouted.

Terrifying sound waves resounded between heaven and earth, and the people under the clouds covered their ears one after another.

Monk Fahai also put down his work and looked up at the sky with a frown.

"Lin Yuanjue?"

Huanxin knew it was time to repay the other party.

Lin Dong had helped Huan Xin deal with Demon King Peng before, so of course he couldn’t do it for free. There were certain requirements.

Huanxin is needed to help eliminate some of the power of Ksitigarbha Buddha in the underworld.

Specifically, there are ten channels controlled by the ten Hades.

The affix that Lin Dong now relies on is the Netherworld Cult Master, which is closely related to the Yintu.

Apart from the fact that Yinjing Cave is a world of its own, it seems that this affix does not have any particularly strong combat power.

The most fundamental reason was that Lin Dong did not use the Hundred Industries Diagram.

His ambition was too big, and he held the titles of ten great generals of ghosts and gods, which he did not grant out easily.

Instead, he planned to use it to block the ten passages to the Netherworld, or at least block some of them.

Each Hades represents a level of attainment.

If Lin Dong's plan succeeds, half of the faith in the world will be harvested by him, instead of being delivered to Lingshan with the help of Ksitigarbha Buddha.

When the time comes, he will ascend to heaven.

Go to other worlds, or ancient forbidden areas, become the king, and accomplish great things, so as not to let down your own destiny.

The worst case scenario is to create a group of earthly immortals.

And elevate himself to the level of a half-step celestial being.

And the best case scenario is to create ten true immortals?
Plus achieving the immortality of heaven?

It’s not likely if you think about it.

But there may be such an opportunity.

You must know that Lin Dong’s current realm is only at the peak of True Immortal.

If his plan succeeds, not only will his own strength be further enhanced, but he will also be able to create a group of peerless warriors.

At that time, even if he broke into the ancient forbidden area, he had a certain confidence.

(There was an additional condition in the agreement that Lin Dong had made with Qingluan, Su Li, and Hanxiang. When he was able, he needed to help Fairy Hanxiang and others rescue the Nine Netherworld Su Nu who was suppressed in the ancient forbidden area.)
And now is the time for Huanxin to fulfill his promise.

"Just rest assured, leave the rest to me. I promise to return you the Ten Palaces of Hell."

Huanxin said solemnly.

"I want to help too."

When Fahai saw Huanxin was going to break into the underworld, he immediately put forward his own idea.

"Your golden body has not yet been rebuilt. The ghosts and gods in the netherworld are fine, but the ashes from the incense and offerings may damage your physical body. If you are in trouble this time, I'm afraid the only way is to reincarnate and rebuild."

Huanxin said with a frown.

High in the sky, Lin Dong saw that Huan Xin was ready to set off, so he stopped urging her and disappeared from the air on his own.

"Are we still friends?"

Monk Fahai asked back.

Huanxin fled to this world in the past to avoid the Demon Lord Yuanshi, and helped the monk Fahai who was suppressed by Acala more than once.

It was the friendship formed at that time that has enabled the two to still have a brotherhood as strong as steel thousands of years later.

"it is good."

Huanxin uttered a word slowly.

In this world, as long as it is not a figure at the level of Demon Lord who takes action, Huanxin believes that he can protect Fahai's safety.

Places like the Netherworld, especially the Netherworld here, are merely a projection of a certain period of the post-Great Wilderness era, so there is no need to worry about it at all.

And so it is, it is impossible for the underworld of this world to have too many ancient gods.

……

If NNU had just been notified.

Then, Kinnara of the Feng Shui world has already started to take action.

Despite devouring the brave soldiers and generals that Zhao Kuangyin had cultivated with great difficulty, Kinnara's cultivation still had not recovered to its peak level.

Of course, it is entirely possible to roam the underworld.

Hundreds of green ghosts, each three feet tall and with muscles as angular as rocks, exhaled and shouted, and together pushed the winch with all their strength to open the city gate outside Suying Palace.

The Rotating King Xue among the Ten Kings of Hell is rumored to be the immortal general of the Tang Dynasty - Xue Rengui, who served as the King of Hell in this palace after being granted the title of Yintu.

What else is there is unknown to outsiders, but this palace is not a hard nut to crack.

A heroic woman with sword-like eyebrows, dressed in a green robe, floats lightly in the air.

She gently spread out one hand, in which were thousands of pale green threads tied to the green ghosts.

"If you move any slower, none of you will survive. When a person dies, he or she becomes a ghost. What is a ghost after death? It is a ghost. Once you become a ghost, you are just a ball of dark energy without thoughts. Forget reincarnation. Any wandering ghost anywhere can swallow you up. You will completely lose the chance of reincarnation. Do you want to become a ghost?"

Kinnara asked casually.

As a result, the Green Ghost's movements became more and more vigorous.

Two extremely heavy and thick city doors slowly opened.

The moment the door opened, tens of thousands of demons and monsters poured out of the city.

Kinnara was not afraid at all, and curled his lips: "It seems that I won the bet. King Xue of the Wheel is not in this world at all. He fulfilled his promise easily."

Thinking back to the agreement with Lin Dong, she couldn't help but feel happy.

A swarm of ghosts poured out from behind the gate, and rushing in the front were the two white-haired warriors, Ox-Head and Horse-Faced.

only……

Swish.

Kinnara flicked his fingers lightly, and a green thread passed by.

The half-body armor wrapped around the white-haired bull head was pierced, and blood ooched down along the green silk thread.

The horse-faced warrior charging forward had half of his head cut off by the silk thread.

Gululu, half of the head rolled to the ground, and blood gushed out high.

Kinnara slowly floated down from the sky, her face cold and her lotus steps light. She kicked the half head away, stretched out a white and tender palm, and fiercely struck the monster tide that was several feet high.

The void seemed to collapse.

Sand and rocks were flying above the city, and strong winds were blowing, breaking the dark clouds.

The roaring ghosts were pierced by thousands of silk threads, and the splattering blood soaked Kinnara's boots.

Some evil spirits, whose bodies were pierced and whose magic powers were drained away, tried to bite Naro with their sharp teeth.

However, those green hairsprings suddenly made a sound like the clanging of swords.

"Slaughter."

Kinnara closed his eyes and gave an order, and a blood-red lotus lake blossomed above the monster wave.

Bones, flesh, blood and mud fell like rain at the city gate.

"The next step is to cut off the passage and take out this city."

Kinnara murmured softly and slowly walked across the pool of blood under his feet.

……

Another dark space.

Hanxiang looked far away and found herself standing on top of a pointed hell tower.

Ah Qing's body was staggering beside him, and Su Li had already died in the battle, turning into thousands of bursting water droplets.

"Ahem. To die for a man's empty promise? We are so stupid."

"Well, we have to give it a try anyway."

This was Su Li’s last whisper before he died.

It was Su Li's own sacrifice that turned into a vast Yellow Spring water wave that crashed open the Eighth Palace. Even the City King, the King of Hell, was turned into an indissoluble pool of blood mud by the Yellow Spring water that erupted when Su Li died.

And this place is the fourth palace of the Five Senses King.

Compared to the terrifying King Yama in the Fifth Palace, the Five Senses Kings are among the weakest.

But in terms of antiquity, the King of Five Senses ranks particularly high among the Ten Kings of Hell.

The Five Senses King's magical power and Taoism are considered weak among all the kings, but the several great hells he controls are extremely terrifying.

The tongue-pulling hell, the skin-flaying hell, the blood and bone hell, the car-collapsing hell, etc. are all under his control.

And at this moment, the spire of hell is built purely of bones, blood, and tendons.

The endless jungle of evil spirits under the tower.

The ghosts raised their swords and roared loudly, wishing they could tear the two women into pieces.

All the bone residue was chewed away.

"Damn it."

Hanxiang bit her lip and was about to light the lamp in her heart.

Who knew that at this moment the blue phoenix grabbed her.

"If you light the lamp now, you will definitely die. We have only taken one of the three cities in the underworld as agreed. Now this is only the second city, and my sister has used the heart lamp. How do you deal with the last city?" The Blue Luan Bird asked back, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"But……"

Hanxiang shook her head and smiled bitterly, and was about to say something like she had no choice.

"I still have a way."

The Blue Luan Bird said with certainty.

"what?"

Hanxiang was very surprised.

"You forgot that I am from the Phoenix clan. Qingluan is Qingfeng, and Qingfeng is also a Phoenix. After I perform the winning move, I will achieve Nirvana. You can take me out then. After a thousand years, I will be able to be resurrected, and we still have a chance of survival. The Heart Lamp, you should save it for the last."

Qingluan Bird said seriously.

Just now.

"Hahaha, why, you sisters are still discussing life and death, why don't you all obey me and become my concubines, it would be better for you to suffer in the human world."

A man in a fluttering black robe and wearing the crown of the emperor of Eastern Wu said jokingly.

This person is Lu Dai, the famous figure in the late Three Kingdoms period.

The minister whom Sun Quan entrusted with the care of his young son.

The "Buddha's Great Initiation Mantra Sutra" that flowed out from the Jin State in later generations recorded that there were five officials who were in charge of the five Buddhist precepts of killing, stealing, adultery, lying, and drinking, and this King Yama was referring to him.

"You are shameless."

Qingluan cursed angrily. Qingluan was such a proud divine beast that even Lin Dong looked down on her, so how could she be taken seriously by such a dark spirit from the underworld?

"Miss, you are going too far. You have trespassed into the underworld and injured ghosts and gods. Is it my fault?"

The King of Five Senses retorted, but the Blue Luan Bird didn't argue with him at all.

"Let me meet you, Zhenzhang."

After she finished speaking, the Blue Luan bird suddenly raised its head, and a terrifying blue flame suddenly flew out from behind her, like a rainbow reaching from the sky to the earth.

However, the blue phoenix's face was also becoming old at a very fast speed, its black hair was turning white, and its wing feathers were decaying.

This is the last magical power hidden in the Blue Luan Bird, the power to burn life, which it had never used when fighting with Lin Dong.

"Humph."

The Five Senses King's expression changed, and as he looked at the terrifying green fire, he flicked his sleeves violently.

On the ground, giant white bones flew out one after another and pressed towards the flames.

In the sky full of green flames, one small phoenix after another, only the size of a palm, suddenly flew out.

To be precise, it is the Blue Phoenix, which is like the real body of the Blue Luan bird shrunk a hundred times.

Birds of all sizes gathered together, forming a torrent that submerged the Five Senses King. Rumble and explosions continued, shattering the space.

"Ah, damn it."

The bones stained with scarlet veins were burned to ashes, and the Five Senses King let out one terrified scream after another.

"Hanxiang, hurry up!"

The blue phoenix said with a pale face, its body swaying and almost falling from the air.

"it is good."

Hanxiang nodded, waved her hand, and took out an ancient bronze lamp. The moment the wick was lit, the green flame that had not yet dissipated in the sky was gathered together.

The flames formed a giant mountain hand.

The hand had graceful lines, and the fingers were slender, each one distinct. Then it grabbed fiercely.

The underworld was shaking constantly, and the fourth palace of the Five Palace King was actually pulled out by that big hand.

All of a sudden, countless evil ghosts, yakshas and rakshasas fell from the city like dumplings.

As soon as his body collided with the green flaming hand that enveloped the city, he immediately turned into a pile of flying ashes.

"Lin Yuanjue, we have done what we promised you. If you dare to break your promise, I will punish you even if my soul is torn to pieces."

Hanxiang said with a miserable look on her face.

The Qingluan beside her was actually getting smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a green ball of light and flew into Hanxiang's sleeve.

(End of this chapter)