Comprehensive website: From the Classic of Mountains and Seas to ancient times

In the chaos and void, there is no concept of time.

One man and one dragon fought madly.

No matter whether it is the God of Kyushu or the God of foreign lands, in the end, they will have one common characteristic, that is, immortality.

In the battle between Yinglong and Mu Yi, every punch hit the flesh and every sword drew blood, but it was no big deal for either side.

In thousands of confrontations, the man and the dragon were constantly being destroyed and recovering.

In the chaotic void, the violent storms were still the same, but they were completely different.

Yinglong looked extremely embarrassed, which was unusual.

The broken dragon horns, cracked scales, and even the broken dragon claws all indicate how fierce the battle was.

On that endless body, several scars deep enough to see the bones were spraying hot blood wantonly. An extreme will was attached to the scars, preventing the wounds from healing.

The originally sacred and slender body was now riddled with holes, and even one of its eyes was blinded.

Mu Yi, who was standing opposite Yinglong, was not much better off, and was even more miserable.

Five of his six arms had been broken, and two of his three heads had been smashed. Yinglong's strength also restricted his recovery. His bones had been broken more than once, and there was almost no intact part of his body.

It looks very tragic, but the aura is even more powerful.

Both sides held nothing back in this bloody battle.

In this fierce confrontation, Mu Yi was on the verge of death, and kept jumping back and forth on the dividing line between life and death.

If he had not grasped the deeper truth of reincarnation, Mu Yi would have died by now. Of course, the reason why he is still alive is also closely related to the Tiger Soul Blade in his hand.

The Tiger Soul Blade continuously devoured Yinglong's blood, transformed it into wild energy and blood, and continuously infused it into Mu Yi, allowing Mu Yi to stand strong until now.

As for the price, the dragon scales that gradually grew on Mu Yi's face were a kind of price. Absorbing Yinglong's blood, even if it was just an incarnation, had caused a substantial impact on Mu Yi's blood.

However, Mu Yi ignored these changes. He held the Tiger Soul Blade tightly in his only intact right hand and slashed at Yinglong violently.

"Not bad, boy Mu!" Bai Ze watched the battle with satisfaction.

Mu Yi was like a piece of iron. Under the heavy hammer named Yinglong, his existing state was constantly shattered, reorganized into a new state, and continuously solidified in the process.

Compared to the beginning, Mu Yi's abilities have begun to merge.

Mu Yi learned too many things and knew too many things. Although he had his own understanding, it was too shallow and too thin compared to those great principles. It was not enough to form a system of his own.

But facing the hexagonal Yinglong, everything Mu Yi had learned began to come into his mind.

If we say that at the beginning the powers in Mu Yi's body were independent of each other and were used simply by adding one plus one, then at this moment all the powers have gathered together and started to produce a special chemical reaction.

"It's coming!" Bai Ze became excited and stared at Mu Yi intently.

What he was looking forward to was this moment. After the mixed forces were integrated, they would transform into something completely new, and this unknown fascinated Bai Ze.

"Reincarnation Tribulation!"

The six realms expanded at the same time, layer upon layer of mandala patterns lit up, and in an instant they became indistinguishable from each other, becoming a chaotic void.

Endless power of reincarnation gushed out from the barrier and poured into the tiger soul in Mu Yi's hand. It was like the supreme authority of reincarnation. Mu Yi grasped the materialized concept of reincarnation in an instant.

True reincarnation.

With one blow of the sword, all laws and principles were shattered, the power of reincarnation cut off everything, time, fate, matter, all the tangible and intangible things suddenly broke at this moment, and the world wailed under the Tiger Soul Sword.

The unstoppable cycle of reincarnation arrives, and even an indestructible body will be swallowed up.

Suddenly, blood spilled into the sky!
The almost materialized concept of reincarnation penetrated into Yinglong's huge body along the damage caused by the blade.

The so-called reincarnation is a new life one after another.

The past is over and I return to the world of mortals.

It is completely different from the illusion and is a real rebirth.

People with strong minds may be able to keep their original aspirations in mind, but if they cannot change for one lifetime, what about hundreds, thousands, or even ten thousand lifetimes?

In the deepest part of hell, countless people with great supernatural powers are suppressed by the endless cycle of reincarnation. They are split into billions of bodies and fall into billions of reincarnations. Their power is constantly weakened and finally turns into nothingness.

After all, Yinglong’s incarnation is not the original one.

When the blade split the flesh and sent reincarnation into the body, Yinglong's incarnation was thrown into reincarnation.

Yinglong's incarnation has gone through hundreds of reincarnations, and in each reincarnation he would be struck by a flash of sword light, and whether he lived or died, no matter what the outcome.

Every time he was hit by the sword, he would enter the next reincarnation, and each time Yinglong would lose a bit of his strength.

This happened repeatedly, and the aura of Yinglong's incarnation gradually weakened.

Until the body collapsed, only a bit of the original spirit remained, which was ignorant and indestructible.

It is wishful thinking for Mu Yi to want to influence Yinglong's true spirit with his current strength. Multiplying it a hundred million times might be effective, but a mere hundred reincarnations, not even a fraction of Yinglong's lifespan, how can it have any impact on him?

However, the incarnation eventually shattered, leaving only a bit of true spirit that entered Mu Yi's body.

"..." Bai Ze fell silent.

Even he had never thought that Mu Yi's new path would be something like this.

"Everyone is pursuing permanent proof, but you are pursuing permanent punishment?" Bai Ze laughed.

He had to admit that his judgment of people was not as good as that of Chiyou and Huangdi. Perhaps they had discovered this long ago.

"Interesting, interesting!"

“Hehehe, going back in time and killing the source once and for all, this is going to be interesting.”

Bai Ze left with a smile. Having seen enough of the excitement here, it was time for him to prepare for the next excitement.

It's only interesting in a world of great catastrophe, with unexpected events happening one after another, and even he can't predict everything.

On the other side, Mu Yi stood there obediently.

At this moment, not far from him, Yinglong was beating up a group of powerful people including Yang Jian and Sun Wukong with one hand.

But Yinglong didn't even look at them, staring at Mu Yi.

After a long time, Yinglong said nothing. He flicked his fingers and directly stuffed the returning true spirit into Mu Yi's body.

"Network Tip: Yinglong's trial has ended"

"Trial evaluation in progress... Based on your performance, your evaluation is perfect, no additional bonus"

"Reminder from the Zongwang: You have obtained part of Yinglong's inheritance - the magical power of moving clouds and rain."

"Network Tip: You have obtained a drop of Yinglong's blood!"

Seeing the message in front of him, Mu Yi's pupils suddenly shrank. Chi You had told him that if he wanted to make further progress in his fog power, he would need the assistance of his wind and rain power.

If he could draw a totem with Yinglong's blood and control the power of wind and rain, then the fog magic could be perfected. At that time, he thought it was just a fantasy, but he didn't expect that he actually got Yinglong's blood.

How difficult it is to draw blood from Yinglong? Just look at the group of great gods suppressed by Yinglong with one hand, and you will know how terrifying it is.

In other words, if one really had that kind of ability, there wouldn't seem to be any need for such tricky methods.

"Although you have learned my magical powers, if you want to master them, you still need to choose a suitable place to hone them. It doesn't take much for me to know where to go, right?"

Yinglong's voice reached Mu Yi's ears.

How could Mu Yi not know? It was naturally the time when Dayu controlled the floods.

"Go!" Yinglong snapped his fingers.

The next moment, Mu Yi's body returned to the Dragon Palace uncontrollably.

After asking the Dragon King of the East China Sea for the Dinghai Pearl, Mu Yi left the Dragon Palace. For him, the biggest benefit of this event had already been obtained, so there was no need to compete with those dragon descendants.

The Dragon King of the East Sea was quite generous and directly told Mu Yi the method of refining the Dinghai Pearl.

The method is simple, the most important thing is the power of water veins.

The Dinghaizhu without the power of water veins is just an empty shell toy, while the real Dinghaizhu is the one in Zhao Gongming's hand, which can evolve a world with the power of water veins.

This is a shortcut and also the prototype of the divine realm.

Mu Yi's kingdom of God is also of this type. Although the construction method is different, the principle is the same.

True masters of great supernatural powers all have their own divine domain, that is, their own evolved world. The Pure Land of Vaiśravaṇa Bodhisattva and the Pure Land of Bliss of Manjushri Bodhisattva are both examples of this.

Looking at the Dinghaizhu and the Kingdom of God in his hands, Mu Yi had a different idea.

Thanks to Yinglong, he has realized the cycle of life and death.

The one that best fits the cycle of reincarnation is naturally the Eighteen Levels of Hell. He still doesn't have a proper magic weapon.

Using the Dinghaizhu and the structure of the Divine Kingdom, it seems to be a good choice to refine a magic weapon that can evolve the Eighteen Levels of Hell.

If he wanted to offer sacrifices to the Eighteen Hells, he would naturally have to pay a visit to the underworld first. To be honest, up to now, as a ghost god, he has not yet visited the Eighteen Hells.

When he arrived at the Ghost Gate along the Yellow Springs Road, Mu Yi saw Zhang Fei, the Headless Clan, sitting cross-legged in front of the Ghost Gate. The ghosts passing by did not dare to make any sound for fear of disturbing him.

Without Bai Ze's gate of hell, the place seemed a lot quieter for a while.

Guarding also became a boring job.

"Third General! Are you okay?" Mu Yi took the initiative to step forward and talk.

"Lord Mu, I have to thank you for this!" The headless Zhang Fei seemed to open his eyes, and a powerful force fell on Mu Yi.

"Sorry, I still can't control my power!"

Although he couldn't see Zhang Fei's expression, Mu Yi could feel his apology.

"Congratulations to the three generals for their great improvement in strength!" Mu Yi congratulated from the bottom of his heart.

"Lord Mu, you must not underestimate this disaster!" Zhang Fei's voice was a little bitter.

"Mu Tianjun, do you know how I was defeated last time?"

Mu Yi shook his head when he heard this. No one had ever explained this to him in detail.

"Last time, we used all our strength to march out of Sichuan and Shu to support my second brother who had just flooded the Seventh Army. However, just before we set foot in Jingzhou, several mountain gods and water gods transformed into my soldiers and attacked me at night."

"At the same time, the Eastern Wu army rushed to attack the camp."

"I fought hard for a whole day, but I was still no match for four hands. I was beheaded and presented to Sun Quan."

“The more history repeats itself, the harder it is to change it. When things get too bad to change, everything is over.”

Mu Yi really frowned this time. This time will be more difficult than the last time, and there will be more immortals, gods, ghosts and monsters involved.

If everyone adopts a God's perspective, the direction of the war will only become more disastrous.

The worst outcome is that the first battle will be the decisive battle, and they will have no way to maneuver and can only fight hard.

After the upper limit is restricted, even an emperor-level person will be injured and die. He has just experienced this in Yinglong's trial.

Even though Guan Yu could not be defeated by one person, he still could not withstand the enemy's siege.

Compared with the mountain gods and water gods in the world and the generals and officers of Cao Wei and Eastern Wu, the Shu Han side has too few people.

We must think of some way to attract more people...

"Water God?" Mu Yi suddenly thought of a water god - the Luoshui Goddess.

It may not be possible to guarantee the same for others, but this person has an irreconcilable feud with the Jin Dynasty.

As the saying goes, the enemy of my enemy is my friend. Perhaps this person can be won over.

"We are at our wit's end, we still hope for help from the Lord of Heaven!"

Zhang Fei bowed to Mu Yi, who quickly moved away as he could not accept such a courtesy.

However, a black dragon imprisoned him in place and was deeply moved by Zhang Fei's worship.

"Why are the three generals so desperate? Guan Sheng Emperor and I are actually master and disciple, and we will definitely do our best."

"That's great, thank you, Lord!"

As Zhang Fei spoke, he sat down again, and the power that had been gradually boiling up in his body calmed down again.

Just as he said, he couldn't fully control his new power yet. After communicating with Mu Yi for a moment, he was already somewhat out of control and had to concentrate on suppressing it.

Mu Yi bowed silently, then walked into the gates of hell.

After knowing his purpose, the King of Hell did not refuse but directly gave him a pass and arranged for the Ox-Head and Horse-Faced Demon to take him to visit the eighteen levels of hell.

The eighteen levels of hell originated from Buddhism.

It was also built with the help of Buddhism, which was a very progressive innovation for the underworld, so the underworld was preserved and promoted in this way.

The eighteen levels of hell are: Tongue-Pulling Hell, Scissors Hell, Iron Tree Hell, Mirror of Evil Hell, Steamer Hell, Copper Pillar Hell, Knife Mountain Hell, Iceberg Hell, Oil Pot Hell, Ox Pit Hell, Stone Pressure Hell, Mortar Hell, Pool of Blood Hell, Wrongful Death Hell, Volcano Hell, Stone Mill Hell, and Knife and Saw Hell.

Dealing with the dead souls sentenced by Yama and the judge separately, these dead souls will suffer in hell to pay for their sins, which is also a means of reducing power.

For the souls that have experienced the eighteen levels of hell, reincarnation will be smoother, reducing the workload of the underworld.

Browsing along the way, Mu Yi was thoughtful. Now that he had some control over reincarnation, he had a clearer understanding of the deep nature of the Eighteen Levels of Hell. The existence of these hells was not only to maintain the operation of the underworld.

They are also auxiliary tools that trigger reincarnation. The significance of the existence of these sinful souls is to gradually destroy the wills of those powerful people who are suppressed in the hell.

The entire hell is not scattered, but complements each other. His previous conception is indeed correct. The Eighteen Layers of Hell is definitely the most suitable magic weapon for reincarnation. (End of this chapter)