Under One Person: I Opened the Age of Mythology

Chapter 329: Reincarnation of Hell, Lord of Mount Tai!
Up to this point, Xia He's realm has been stabilized, and like Xiao Zizai and Chen Duo, she will also embark on the journey forward.

The location she chose this time was the rest of Asia except China, and her first choice... was India!
Before this, Xia He already had a large group of followers named "Qingqiu People". They were all miserable and fallen people who chose to follow her after being redeemed by her.

And this time, she is going to use these "Qingqiu people" as a starting point to establish a real Qingqiu Kingdom around China. She wants to save all the fallen and suffering people among them, and she will also use the power of demons to eliminate the real demons!
At the same time, since Xia He's own path is the "path of imperial control", after the previous discussions and the establishment of his power, he has already matured and naturally does not need others to follow him.

On the day she left the Thirty-Six Heavens, another one of the Twelve Gods also had a chance to break through. That was the fourth person to join the Heavenly Court.

Xue Fan!

……

……

At this moment.

In the "Six Paths of Reincarnation" jointly created by Xia Ye, Duanmu Ying, Lao Ma, Qu Ying and Xue Fan, Xue Fan sat cross-legged, his body floating up and down in it, with the Soul-Guiding Banner placed flat on his knees.

No one can guide his way, only he himself can understand it. Naturally, there is no one around him, and everything depends on him alone.

But even so...

He still reached this point one step ahead of other latecomers.

At this moment, the aura around Xue Fan surged like the tide, the Soul-Guiding Banner trembled slightly, and the runes on the banner lit up one by one like stars, flashing a faint light.

His breathing gradually became long and deep, and every breath seemed to cause fluctuations in the surrounding space.

An invisible pressure slowly emanated from him, becoming stronger and stronger, and the light in the Six Paths of Reincarnation space seemed to become distorted.

Finally, when the aura reached its peak, Xue Fan suddenly opened his eyes, and a ray of light shot out like a sharp sword, illuminating the entire space. The runes on the Soul-Guiding Banner also shone brightly, like fireworks blooming in the night sky, gorgeous and dazzling!
moment……

The light gradually dissipated, Xue Fan narrowed his eyes, and a barely perceptible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Up to this point, he was fully prepared, and he immediately began his "ultimate" breakthrough!

wow——

He calmed his mind and sank into his own "embryo of the world". When he opened his eyes, he saw a scene of hell, with the eighteen levels of hell, the six realms of reincarnation, countless evil spirits swimming in it, and large areas of chaos floating in it.

But he knew that these evil ghosts were nothing more than the feelings or thoughts that he had not yet gathered. This hell needed to be shaped and developed, and when everything was complete, he would reign as the "Lord of Mount Tai"!

soon……

Xue Fan took a deep breath, and the chaotic energy of hell seemed to be drawn and rushed into his body madly.

The spiritual energy in his body was like a surging river, flowing violently through his meridians, making bursts of rumbling sounds.

The originally dim light of hell was illuminated by this spiritual power, and countless tiny points of light danced in the air, flickering like fireflies.

"let's start."

He whispered to himself, his lips moving slightly.

The next moment, Xue Fan circulated his true Qi, and a light blue light flickered on his fingertips, like the twinkling stars in the night sky.

Under his control, the vast spiritual power began to sort out the chaotic energy in hell.

These chaotic energies were originally extremely violent, running around like wild horses without reins, but in front of Xue Fan's spiritual power, they were as docile as sheep and were obediently transformed into pure yin energy.

As negative energy continued to gather, a huge vortex gradually formed at the bottom of hell.

The center of the vortex was pitch black, as if it could swallow everything.

The negative energy around it seemed to be pulled by some force and rushed into the vortex madly.

The shrill sounds of ghosts howling and wolves howling came from the whirlpool, shrill and desperate, like the wails from the Nine Nether Hell, echoing throughout the entire hell.

Xue Fan frowned slightly and waved his sleeves lightly, and a gentle force blocked out the sound.

He stared at the expanding vortex of Yin energy, his eyes full of concentration and anticipation.

The scene of hell kept changing in his eyes, the chaotic air gradually dissipated, and was replaced by a thick yin energy.

The vortex of negative energy spun wildly, sucking the wandering evil spirits into it.

These evil spirits struggled and roared in the whirlpool, but ultimately they could not escape the fate of being refined.

Their bodies gradually decomposed, transformed into pure and wonderful rhythms, and merged into the vortex.

The ground of hell trembled slightly, and countless black lines spread out from the center of the vortex, covering the entire hell like a spider web. Xue Fan guided these soul powers into the eighteen levels of hell.

The originally illusory hell began to become solid under the nourishment of soul power. Mountains of knives, seas of fire, oil pots... various places of punishment gradually appeared, exuding a terrifying atmosphere.

Iconic buildings such as Senluo Hall and Fengdu City gradually emerged from the void, presenting a magnificent scene, with magnificent roofs, carved and painted walls, and strict guards. Everything seemed solemn and awe-inspiring.

Order began to be established in hell. The evil spirits were redistributed to various hells to be punished. The originally chaotic wailing sounds gradually became regular, turning into screams and groans that came one after another according to the severity of the punishment, making this hell look both cruel and orderly.

Xue Fan sat cross-legged in the newly built Senluo Palace. The tall black chair made him look more majestic. He closed his eyes, feeling the gradual perfection of hell, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Then...

He held out his right hand, palm up.

A black official hat and a token engraved with the words "Lord of Mount Tai" slowly formed.

The official hat has a simple shape, embroidered with golden patterns, and exudes a faint sense of oppression.

The token was pitch black and emitted a faint glow, as if it contained supreme power.

Xue Fan picked up the official hat and put it on his head, then held the token in his hand. He slowly opened his eyes, with a gleam in his eyes. A powerful pressure emanated from him, sweeping across the entire hell.

"From now on, I am the Lord of Mount Tai!"

Xue Fan's voice was deep and powerful, echoing in the empty Senluo Palace.

He stood up and looked around, his eyes full of confidence that he was in control of everything.

"Are you willing to surrender?"

The ghost officials lined up on both sides knelt down together, and the chains on their bodies made a rattling sound, which made the Senluo Palace seem to tremble.

"See Fu Jun!"

The ghost messengers' voices were hoarse and in unison, echoing in hell. In the braziers on both sides of the Senluo Palace, dark green flames danced, illuminating the palace with a gloomy and terrifying light. The huge black crystal hanging from the ceiling of the palace emitted a dark light, which reflected on Xue Fan's face, adding a bit of majesty.

A ghost messenger wearing a dark red robe and a tall black hat walked out of the queue, bowed in front of Xue Fan, and held a thick book in his hands:

"My Lord, the reconstruction of Hell has been preliminarily completed. This is a summary of the status of each layer of Hell. Please review it."

Xue Fan took the book and flipped through a few pages. It contained dense records of the types of punishments in each hell, the number of evil spirits, and the ghost messengers in charge. He nodded slightly and handed the book back to the red-robed ghost messenger...

"Well done, go down."

The red-robed ghost took the booklet with both hands, bowed again, then returned to the queue, stood straight, and did not move.

Xue Fan walked to the edge of the Senluo Palace, looked down at the rolling magma and the tortured evil spirits below, and a trace of compassion flashed in his eyes.

"Hell has just been built, and there is a lot of work to be done. You must do your best to maintain the order of hell and prevent the evil spirits from escaping and disturbing the world of the living."

As he spoke, his right hand unconsciously stroked the token in his hand, and his fingertips felt the cold touch of the token...

For him, this means grasping inspiration and not letting understanding slip away.

"I will follow the orders of the Lord!"

The voices of the ghost officials rang out again, louder than before and full of determination.

Xue Fan turned around, looked at the ghost officials kneeling before the prince, and sighed softly.

The work of rebuilding hell is more cumbersome than he imagined, but in order to maintain the balance between the Yin and Yang worlds, he must take on this responsibility.

He raised his right hand, a black light flashed, and a white jade slip appeared in his hand:

"This is the Book of Life and Death, which records the life span of all living beings in the world. You must keep it properly and not lose it."

His tone was serious and his eyes swept over every ghost messenger to make sure they heard what he said clearly.

Two ghost officials wearing black armor and holding long spears walked out of the queue, came in front of Xue Fan, and knelt on one knee.

"We will protect the Book of Life and Death until our death!"

Their voices were sonorous and powerful, full of loyalty and awe for Xue Fan.

Xue Fan handed the jade slip to two ghost officials and watched them carefully put it into a specially made black box.

"Go down."

He waved his hand, signaling the two ghost officials to retreat.

The two ghost officials stood up, holding the black box, and returned to the queue. Their eyes never left the box, and they were full of vigilance.

Xue Fan walked to the throne in the center of the Senluo Hall and sat down. He slowly closed his eyes and began to sort out everything in his body. The throne was carved from black jade and exuded a faint chill, which complemented the pressure emanating from him.

And soon...

"not enough……"

Xue Fan opened his eyes again, and he felt something in his heart. He knew that just creating the reincarnation of hell was not enough. After all, hell is yin, and yin cannot last long alone. It needs the balance of "yang force".

"world……"

Yes, since there is a Book of Life and Death, how can there be no "human world"? Only in this way will everything be complete. He immediately looked up.

The next moment...

Xue Fan's mind moved, and in the embryonic form of heaven and earth, above hell, a chaotic energy began to surge.

He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, as if he wanted to expel all the foul air in his chest.

The flickering green light of the fire in the hall reflected on his face, flickering and making his expression even more solemn.

Outside the hall, the sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling from the eighteen levels of hell could be heard faintly, forming a sharp contrast with the silence inside the hall, further highlighting the solemnity and solemnity of the moment.

He raised his right hand, palm facing up, and circulated the mysterious principles. A stream of pure energy surged out of his body, like a trickle of water, and gathered in his palm.

As energy continued to gather, a dazzling white light gradually emanated from his palms, illuminating the entire Senluo Palace.

The ghost officials in the hall lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at the sacred light.

Even the black crystal hanging from the ceiling of the hall seemed to be affected by this power, emitting a darker light, which complemented the white light in Xue Fan's palm, forming a strange scene.

He injected a portion of the "pure soul power" extracted from the evil spirits into the chaos. The soul power penetrated the clouds like sunlight, dispelling the darkness of chaos. A blue sky and a vast land gradually appeared.

Xue Fan frowned slightly, as if he was controlling the output of this power. His fingers trembled slightly, and it can be seen that this was also a considerable consumption for him.

With the continuous infusion of soul power, mountains, rivers, plants, birds, animals, and even towns and villages in the human world began to appear one by one, forming a vibrant human scene.

Outside the Senluo Palace, the scene of hell was still eerie and terrifying, but inside the palace, a thriving human scene appeared above Xue Fan's palm. The two completely different scenes formed a strange contrast, highlighting the magic of the yin and yang worlds.

Xue Fan gazed at this new world, a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes. He flicked his fingers, and a few strands of golden light merged into the world, turning into the rules of heaven, setting the natural laws of the changing of the four seasons, birth, aging, sickness and death, etc.

The moment the golden light merged into the human scene, the originally static picture seemed to come alive. The breeze blew, the leaves rustled, the river flowed slowly, the birds and beasts ran and played, and the world was full of vitality.

The ghost officials in the hall held their breath and watched the scene quietly, their eyes full of awe.

He observed the development of the human world, and when he saw people begin to multiply and build civilization, a smile of relief appeared on his face.

The hall was silent for a moment, with only the sound of Xue Fan's even breathing and the faint sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling coming from outside the hall, which further highlighted the peace and tranquility of the moment.

He then took out the Book of Life and Death and hung it above the human world. The Book of Life and Death emitted a faint light, connected with the destiny of the human world, and began to record the fate of every living being.

The jade slip hung in the sky above the human world, slowly rotating and emitting a soft white light, enveloping the human scene below, as if silently guarding this new world.

After doing all this, Xue Fan felt that the yin and yang energies within the embryonic form of heaven and earth in his body had finally reached a balance. A powerful force was fed back from the embryonic form of heaven and earth and poured into his body. His cultivation level also improved, consolidating his position as the Lord of Mount Tai.

He slowly withdrew his right hand, and the white light in his palm gradually dissipated, but the pressure on him became even stronger, like a true king, looking down on his subjects.

He took a deep breath, feeling the power filling his body, and a barely perceptible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth:

"It's done."

He said softly, with a hint of relief and satisfaction in his tone.

(End of this chapter)