Honghuang: My understanding is beyond belief. I am the first immortal of Jiejiao.

Chapter 224: Supreme Merit, the old monster of the Styx becomes greedy, Wen Zhong gives it his all to fight for his luck
Wen Zhong led his soldiers back to Chaoge. Before he could say a word to Emperor Xin, he was ordered by Emperor Xin to take charge of government affairs.

While Wen Zhong was stunned, Emperor Xin announced the end of the court. Then, he took Su Daji back to the harem and continued to have fun.

Wen Zhong was helpless. He wanted to report to Emperor Xin about the evil spirits and ghosts appearing in the palace, but Emperor Xin had already returned to the palace.

Wen Zhong thought about it and decided to go to the palace to investigate at midnight.

After practicing and regulating his breath for a while, it was midnight in a blink of an eye. Wen Zhong then came to the palace with a golden whip in hand and a long sword on his waist. He rode on a cloud and arrived at the palace.

When he opened his eyes, he was shocked to see thousands of souls of the wronged dead floating around the palace.

However, the immoral and licentious Emperor Xin was lying on his side on the dragon bed, snoring like thunder. Obviously, he was under the spell of Su Daji, one of the three great demons, the thousand-year-old demon fox.

Otherwise, Emperor Xin would not have slept like a dead pig. After another glance, Wen Zhong discovered that Su Daji was just like the jade pipa and the nine-headed pheasant spirit. The three demons were in an underground secret room, practicing evil air.

Wen Zhong snorted coldly, "These three big monsters are really cunning. After enjoying enough blood food, they come to practice to digest it. Only these monsters will use this method of capturing ordinary humans to practice evil skills."

"The cultivators of other sects will not use it. It can increase your cultivation a little faster, but it goes against the will of heaven and harms the harmony of nature. People of the right path will not be ashamed to do it."

Thinking of this, Wen Zhong wanted to send out his divine consciousness to lure the three demons outside the city to fight. Suddenly, Jian Zhong felt the temperature around him drop a lot.

I lowered my head and looked down, and saw countless faces with various expressions.

Numb, angry, sentimental... and so on. But without exception, they all involuntarily pressed towards Wen Zhong.

Wen Zhong thought about it and understood. It was because he was in the Golden Immortal realm. Even if he only revealed a little bit of his power, as long as it was contaminated by these lonely souls, it would be enough to send them to the underworld and enter reincarnation.

When Wen Zhong thought of this, he looked again and saw countless wandering souls floating over. He suddenly felt compassion in his heart. Catching the monsters was no longer the most important thing. He had to send these wronged souls to the underworld to be reincarnated first.

Otherwise, these weak ghosts will gradually become weaker, disappear between heaven and earth, and sink into the sea of ​​suffering forever, unable to be reborn.

After all, Wen Zhong is the first of the third generation of disciples in Jiejiao. He is a man of wisdom and cares for the human race. Besides, saving thousands of wronged souls is also a great merit. Is he fighting for luck for Jiejiao?

Wen Zhong no longer hesitated, and with a wave of his golden whip, he set up a wall of fire outside the secret room of the three demons. No matter how powerful the three demons were, it would be difficult for them to detect them and escape.

At this time, Wen Zhong began to chant a spell and growled:
"If the underworld is not open yet, when will it open?"

As the words fell, a huge vortex appeared in the palace, and gusts of cold wind came out of the vortex. At this midnight, it seemed particularly creepy.

"All the soldiers and civilians who died unjustly, please follow Wen Zhong and go to the underworld to be reborn. As for the big demons who killed you, Wen Zhong will definitely go and punish them. Let's go to the underworld!"

After a long while, all the wronged souls were seen bowing and thanking Wen Zhong. Then, they floated into the whirlpool.

Seeing that there were no more wronged souls wandering around, Wen Zhong flew up and entered the vortex in the same way.

The underworld of the ancient times was far less perfect than the system after the Conferred Gods. To go to the six reincarnations of the great witch saint, Hou Tu Niangniang, one must pass through the Styx. One must also pass the review of Ksitigarbha of the Western religion before finally entering the six reincarnations. Sure enough, when Wen Zhong entered the underworld, he saw the ghosts huddled together and stopped moving forward.

Wen Zhong had just entered the underworld, so how could he know what was going on? He flew forward and came to the front.

I saw a huge river of blood, with huge waves thousands of feet high, blocking the way of these wronged souls.

Countless monsters were jumping and roaring in the blood, and their appearance was very frightening.

Wen Zhong was a battle-hardened commander, a top-ranking imperial tutor, and a master of many magical arts. He didn't take these little monsters seriously.

"Old Styx Monster, you are deliberately trying to intercept my sect's luck and take away my sect's merits, right? We are just passing by, why are you stirring up a raging blood wave to come and stop us?"

"Quickly make way. I can afford the delay, but these innocent souls cannot afford to lose time. Life has its time, death has its time, and the law of nature will be passed on. You must not act against the will of heaven, otherwise, you will regret it too late."

Which old monster of the Styx had heard from his monsters that there were thousands of souls heading towards the underworld and they would definitely pass by the Styx.

Who is the old monster of the Styx? He is also a monster in the prehistoric times, and is about to break through the perfection of the quasi-saint and enter the realm of the saint.

I have been stuck in the Quasi-Saint realm and cannot break through. Isn't it because I don't have enough merit and need to practice more? If there is no opportunity, especially a great opportunity, I am afraid that I will not be able to break through even after hundreds of thousands of years.

After hearing the report from his subordinates, the old monster of the Styx counted with his fingers and was overjoyed. Isn't this the opportunity that has come? So many wronged souls have been sent to the underworld to reincarnate. Tsk tsk, isn't this the Buddha of thousands of families?
How much merit and luck should be gained? Immediately, the Styx Old Monster, also known as the Styx Old Ancestor, led his monsters to block the way forward for Wen Zhong and his party.

"Hehehe..." The old Styx monster laughed a creepy laugh in the blood river. Then he said:
"Wuzhi Wenzhong, you don't have to threaten me. I'm telling you straight, I've intercepted these ghosts and will send them to the underworld. You should return quickly, or you will stay in the underworld and enter one of the six reincarnations."

"If any of the Primordial Saints Lin Zhu came, perhaps I, the ancestor, would not dare to act rashly. I could still give him some face. But you, a third-generation disciple of Jiejiao, dare to boast. Isn't it ridiculous?"

Seeing the old monster from the Styx saying this, Wen Zhong knew that this matter could not end well.

It just so happened that I also wanted to test the power of my magic. Deng Zhong, Xin Huan and the others were mortals after all, so I didn't even have to put in much effort to subdue them.

This old monster from the Styx must be very powerful since he dares to boast in front of others.

Thinking of this, Wen Zhong chanted a spell, pointed his golden whip, and used the water escape technique. A huge river in the sky poured down into the blood river.

Naturally, the monsters under the seat of the old monster of the Styx all took action to support the falling Tianhe water.

In the underworld, a blood-red river of blood and a snow-white river in the sky are in a stalemate, which is quite spectacular.

"Hehe, Wen Zhong, if this is the limit of your skills, just accept your fate. The ancestor is going to fight back."

(End of this chapter)