Hell Emperor.

Chapter 279: Shura Jie - Innate Magical Powers

As Ye Jie's hand touched the ancient book, the six stitched pages in his arms were pulled by the aura and could no longer be restrained. They flew out and stuck together with the main tent of the Nether Spirit Palace. A heart-pounding and magnificent aura also burst out from the main tent.

In a trance, countless scenes seemed to appear before Ye Jie's eyes.

The towers were built high and then collapsed, ghosts of all shapes and sizes came and went, never stopping. He saw the changes in the Nether Palace over the years. The magic sword was hanging high, and the fairies sang. He saw that when the Nether Palace was first built, the palace owner, Ming Ji, was full of vigor and vowed to turn the Nether Palace into a fairyland among ghosts.

As time went by, the ancient scenes recorded in the main account of the Book of Life and Death gradually unfolded before Ye Jie's eyes.

There was a man who had overwhelming power. All ghosts bowed to him, and the Kings of Hell in the Ten Courts of Hell all paid homage to him. His flesh and blood were withered, his body was like a dry bone, his eyes were as deep as the ocean, flickering with faint light. In his hand, he held a magical book, which recorded all races and all appearances, and the archives of all living beings were all in it.

"That is... the Emperor of Hell?"

Countless thoughts flashed through Ye Jie's mind. Who else could this kind of power be but the legendary Underworld Emperor? With the help of the main account, Ye Jie was also fortunate enough to get a glimpse of the power of the Underworld Emperor in the past.

Unfortunately, it didn't take long before two scorching red rays streaked across the sky, almost splitting the picture in two. A traveler came from the distance, his eyes were as fierce as torches, his face was pointed, his hair was golden, and the iron rod behind him was already ready to go, with an unstoppable momentum.

The iron rod swept across, the classics shattered, and countless golden lights scattered from them, going far away towards the horizon. The strong impact caused the picture to distort. Even Ye Jie's consciousness suddenly hurt. He didn't dare to look at it anymore, and quickly withdrew from it, still gasping for breath. It took a while for him to calm down.

"Sure enough... the legend is true."

Ye Jie was filled with emotion. The previous Emperor of the Underworld was beaten to death by the Monkey King with a stick. The ten shattered main accounts attracted countless ghosts who dreamed of taking them for themselves. They fought continuously for this purpose, and now Ye Jie was at the center of the vortex.

According to legend, as long as all ten main accounts are collected, the glory of the past first-grade artifacts can be restored and the power of the former Emperor of the Underworld can be obtained.

Ye Jie knew that the rumor was true. After being awakened by the Lord of the Demon Palace, he discovered the real secret of the main account of the Book of Life and Death.

Now, when Ye Jie took back the stitched page, he was surprised to find that there was an extra torn page on it. Calling it a six-sided stitched page was not quite accurate. The new page should be called a seven-sided stitched page!

"I wonder what powers the seven main accounts can bring when they work together?"

With some anticipation, Ye Jie extended his consciousness, sensed something, and soon a look of joy appeared on his face.

However, the column of talents and magical powers, which was once empty, now had a few conspicuous prompts at the back.

[Talented magical power: None (available talent slots: 3)]

"Three available slots? Doesn't that mean I can have three innate magical powers?"

This news made Ye Jie overjoyed.

For many years, Ye Jie had suffered from the fact that he had no natural or supernatural powers and his mediocre qualifications, making it difficult for him to make any progress in his cultivation. Even the simplest low-grade human-level skills took him ten years to learn, which almost cut off the possibility of him making further progress in his cultivation.

Innate supernatural powers can determine a person's qualifications to a great extent, and people are divided into different levels from birth. Without top-level innate supernatural powers, it will be difficult to achieve success in one's lifetime.

The reason why the reincarnated immortals are so powerful is because they have accumulated countless good deeds in their previous lives. As soon as they are reincarnated, they are endowed with many top talents. From the very beginning, they are far ahead of ordinary people.

In a trance, Ye Jie also thought of his disciple Xia Wei.

Xia Wei has nine talents, all of which are the merits of her previous life. With nine talents and magical powers, Xia Wei is the most talented person Ye Jie has ever seen in his life. No matter what kind of skills she wants to learn, she can learn them very quickly.

Ye Jie only envied Xia Wei's talent, not jealousy. Seeing her growth, Ye Jie was also happy for her.

With seven stitching pages, he could directly modify the level of his martial arts, so he no longer had to worry about his strength. However, Ye Jie was still very excited when he thought about the thing he had desired most in the past, which now appeared before his eyes.

"Let me think about it... A first-grade reincarnation requires 10 billion Yin De, and nine talents in the next life. A second-grade reincarnation requires 1 billion Yin De, seven talents, and a third-grade reincarnation requires 100 million Yin De, five talents. Now, I have three talents, which is 10 million Yin De corresponding to a fourth-grade reincarnation..."

Ye Jie pondered for a moment, his brows furrowed, and a hint of doubt appeared in his eyes.

"It's just that the innate magical powers obtained during reincarnation are all random. Even immortals don't know what kind of innate magical powers they will get in the next life... Now, although I have three talent slots, how can I obtain innate magical powers? Is the method of obtaining them also random?"

Thinking of this, Ye Jie took a deep breath and had to put his attention back on the seven stitched pages in his hand, hoping that it could give him the answer.

"Let me try... How much good karma do I need to obtain innate magical powers?"

Sensing the message from Ye Jie, a series of flourishes of ink soon appeared on the seven stitched pages:
[The magical power catalog is missing, so the innate magical power file of "Ye Jie" cannot be modified. 】

Ye Jie was slightly stunned: "Divine Power Atlas? What is that?"

As Ye Jie explored, more information emerged on the stitched page:

[The Atlas of Divine Powers is one of the archives of the Book of Life and Death, which records all the innate divine powers in the world. ]

[To modify the innate magical power file, you need the magical power catalog. 】

Looking at the information on the torn pages, Ye Jie took a deep breath. He didn't expect that having seven stitched pages alone was not enough. He also needed the so-called magical power atlas to complete the modification of the innate magical power.

This news dealt a slight blow to Ye Jie, but he quickly cheered up. It was always a hope after all.

"Where is the Atlas of Divine Powers now?" Ye Jie still did not give up and sent a message again.

[The whereabouts of the Divine Power Atlas is unknown. 】

Seeing the cold words on the torn pages, Ye Jie shook his head helplessly. Although he had an extra main account, the stitching page was just a tool in his hand after all. It was obviously unrealistic to expect it to answer his questions and find the magical book. I think the magical book has also been scattered to who knows where along with the shattering of the Book of Life and Death. As if sensing Ye Jie's thoughts, a series of words suddenly appeared on the torn pages:
[The Atlas of Divine Powers has been lost and cannot be found...]

[According to Article 36 of the Hell Code, in emergency situations, a new catalog of magical powers can be revised.]

This news made Ye Jie's heart, which had just sunk, rise again. Hope seemed to be right in front of him.

However, there were still some doubts that troubled Ye Jie's heart: "The Code of Hell? What is that? Are there any other codes and rules?"

I don’t know if it was Ye Jie’s illusion, but when the number of main accounts increased, the seven-sided stitched page became more humanized and could understand his series of questions. When it was only six pages before, it couldn’t understand him at all and would most likely give answers that were not authorized enough.

[Insufficient authority, unable to answer. ]

Ye Jie coughed dryly. What he thought was exactly what he wanted. Just now he thought that the seven-sided stitched page had become more intelligent, but in the end he was told that he had insufficient authority.

If you want to explore the secrets of the Underworld Code, you need to collect more accounts of the Book of Life and Death and further increase your authority to do so.

Fortunately, Ye Jie did not dwell on it and soon put the contents of the Underworld Code behind him. However, the content of Article 36 attracted his attention deeply.

"What should I do to revise the new catalog of magical powers?" Ye Jie asked hurriedly.

[The remains of the deceased are engraved with the innate magical powers they possessed during their lifetime. 】

[Find the remains and record the magical powers to complete the revision of the magical power atlas. The more innate magical powers recorded, the more complete the magical power atlas will be. ]

"Remains?"

Ye Jie nodded slightly, as if he understood the method of revising the magical powers atlas. As long as he could find the corpses of those powerful men, he could record their innate magical powers.

Judging from the meaning of the seven stitched pages, Ye Jie seems to be able to modify the innate magical powers in the magical power catalog to himself. This means that the more abundant the innate magical powers in the magical power catalog, the better.

To find the remains, one must go to the human world. Ghosts are transformed from souls, so there is no such thing as remains. If one searches in the underworld, other than the ghosts and immortals, other ghosts will not be able to provide any help to Ye Jie in revising the Atlas of Divine Powers.

After thinking it all through, Ye Jie touched his chin, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

The matter of supernatural powers cannot be improved in a short time, and the atlas must be revised slowly. However, after having seven stitching pages, his authority to modify the level of the skills can be upgraded to a higher level instead of being limited to the Daoshi level.

However, Ye Jie’s merits were not enough. The tens of millions of merits he gained from killing the Chi Demon King had now been mostly spent. He had to find a way to get more merits.

On the side, seeing that Ye Jie had remained silent after taking over the main account, and then looked deep in thought, Ming Ji cleared her throat, and the vast power of the palace master suddenly woke Ye Jie up.

"The things that the Nether Spirit Palace promised have now been handed over to you. Please hand over the main account to the Lord of the Demon Palace and do not have any evil thoughts."

Seeing Ye Jie was deeply attracted by the contents of the main account, Ming Ji couldn't help but shook her head. If this Shura coveted the main account and ran away halfway, the Mingling Palace would be fine, but he would be dead, and the Lord of the Demon Palace would let him experience what horror is.

Sensing the warning in Ming Ji's words, Ye Jie calmed himself down, bowed to her, and said gratefully: "I will keep the palace master's warning in mind, and I will take my leave first."

After saying that, Ye Jie turned and left. Ming Ji stood still, watching Ye Jie's figure go away little by little until he completely disappeared from her sight. Only then did she frown, looking confused, and glanced at the shattered gold image in front of her:

"Did I sense it wrongly? How could there be the aura of our master in his soul..."

Under the cover of the veil, Ming Ji bit her lip secretly, and the confusion in her bright eyes could not be suppressed no matter what.

As the founder of the Dark Spirit Divine Art, Ming Ji felt much more than others.

Among them, the most important point is that Ming Ji can judge which people's ghost magic weapons a person has been through the mixed aura in the soul.

Ye Jie won the competition and naturally came into Ming Ji's sight. This sight was incredible and made Ming Ji extremely confused. She could not believe her eyes.

In Ye Jie's soul, the aura that is most deeply intertwined with his soul is 80% similar to the aura of the master in Ming Ji's memory. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are carved from the same mold, but there are still some differences in subtle details.

"Maybe they are just similar... He is just an Asura, whose soul has long been corrupted by the Demon Palace. How can he be related to Master?"

Ming Ji shook her head, saying she would never believe that such a great master would be related to such a Shura. Although she didn't want to believe it, she remembered Shura Jie's name. Shura Jie had made such a great contribution to the Demon Palace, so he must have a place among the Shura Kings in the Demon Palace in the future!
As soon as Ye Jie walked out of the hall, he saw that everyone had been waiting there for a long time.

Among them, the people in the Equal Hall were at the forefront. As notaries of this competition, they had to witness the entire process, including the handover of the main account. If the witnesses did not arrive and the main account was lost, who would the two parties go to for justice?

Seeing Ye Jie coming, Di Ting walked slowly, step by step, to his front, and said to him: "The Lord of the Nether Spirit Hall can hand over the main account to you?"

Ye Jie nodded. He knew that Di Ting could distinguish truth from falsehood. No lie could escape his gaze. He then said, "I have obtained the account of the Lord of the Netherworld Palace."

Among the people around, Ren Changhong and Lin Hanyan also arrived in time. Seeing that Ye Jie successfully got the main account and was not harassed by the Lord of the Nether Spirit Palace, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Even though Ye Jie won the competition, the reputation of Yama Palace Lord has already penetrated deep into the hearts of every ghost. If the Lord of Mingling Palace intends to make things difficult for Ye Jie, he will have a hard time.

Now, seeing Ye Jie return safely, the two of them finally let go of their worries, with warmth in their eyes. They only hoped that Ye Jie could hand over the main account to the Lord of the Mara Palace, so that they could obtain the supreme reward that all Shuras dream of and make any wish.

For Shura, the promise made by the Lord of the Mara Palace is the biggest motivation that drives them all the way to obtain the main account. What could be more attractive than being able to let the Lord of the Mara Palace, one of the strongest people in the world, fulfill a wish?
Ye Jie also saw them, so he smiled and waved to them. Just as he was about to go over and say a few words to them, he was suddenly stopped by a group of Shura Kings wearing blood-stained robes and with strong auras.

"His Highness Moro invites you." The leading Shura King spoke slowly, with unquestionable majesty in his voice.

(End of this chapter)