In the heavens, people become emperors by being bad.

Chapter 572 [I think you guys are more like the underworld]

The bronze ghost lamp with a human face is covered with green rust, its mottled surface exuding an ancient charm. It is not meant for attacking or fighting, and is useless against the living, but it possesses supreme divine power against evil spirits. It is the imperial treasure of the Heavenly Venerable Lingbao.

In the past, burning the oil of ancient saints could suppress the thoughts of gods who had achieved great sainthood. This was unimaginable in the mortal realm; only underworld magic treasures could be so sinister.

Now, fueled by celestial elixir of the highest rank, it is as if reborn, with one piece of bronze rust after another falling off, radiating golden light, dazzling the heavens, as if it has transformed into the supreme Daoist master of the mythical era reciting the sutra of salvation.

【In the beginning of the Azure Heaven, a song sang in the sky, a vast expanse of earth floated, the sun and moon of all the heavens, the stars and constellations shone brightly, mountains and seas hid clouds, and the sky was without any cloud...】

The celestial lamps swayed, radiating divine light. The gods proclaimed, and the sacred scriptures, along with the starry sky, purified evil spirits, suppressed the calamity of immortality, and illuminated all the heavens and myriad realms.

In an instant, the several supreme beings present retreated in unison. Their expressions were solemn. With the radiance of their spiritual treasures, wisps of yin energy evaporated from their supposedly immortal imperial bodies. For a moment, ghosts wailed and gods howled, as if they had fallen into the underworld, stirring up misfortune.

"Emperor's Fiend?!"

Old Golden Crow exclaimed in surprise, his face growing increasingly grim. The true authority of the underworld was in the Heavenly Court, and all the seemingly radiant and holy Heavenly Venerables and Buddhas were actually dead.

Even Gai Jiuyou was somewhat affected, his original essence manifested outwards, demonic energy swirled around him, and two horns sprouted from his head, making him look like a demon god crawling out of the Netherworld, terrifying and all-encompassing.

Behind every extraordinary figure lies a hidden history. Why is he called Gai Jiuyou instead of Gai Jiutian? It's because he was a demon king who rose to power by stepping on the corpses of countless demon gods.

The Demon King cultivated himself for eight thousand years, and although he has aged and become somewhat benevolent, this does not mean that the Asura has become a Buddha.

"You've also mutated, fallen into darkness and misfortune." The Golden Crow Emperor turned around and sneered, "Still saying you're not an old monster."

As a result of the anomaly, even Lord Lin was no exception. Because he was a Source Celestial Master and an Ancient Holy Body, he was greatly affected and grew a bunch of red hair.

"Senior Di Jun, don't laugh at someone who's only slightly better." Lin Xian pointed to the Dharma image behind the Golden Crow that was resisting the Emperor's Fiend. A bright red sun shone, but the originally golden sun was now entangled with endless blood energy, and a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood could be vaguely seen.

Old Golden Crow stood there like a war god. In his first life, he fought a bloody battle in the Nine Heavens. The reason why there are so few Quasi-Emperors in the Great Universe is all thanks to him and Gai Jiuyou, who once wiped out an entire generation.

Hell is empty, the Lord of the Underworld is on Earth, and all of them are ruthless.

"If I attain enlightenment, I will resolve this with the power of the Emperor." The old Golden Crow said without changing his expression. What is a little blood debt now? Every person who has passed the Emperor's Path has stepped on bones to ascend to the throne.

Once one successfully attains enlightenment, tens of thousands of years will be enough for an emperor to display his brilliance. The achievement of deterring forbidden zones of life and protecting all living beings in the universe alone can dispel resentment.

"The dead soul is refined, the living body is saved, they exist through countless eons, and are reborn with the cycle of eons!"

The lights were dazzling, and the ethereal music was melodious, as if the ancient Heavenly Venerable had been reborn into the human world to slay demons and monsters, vowing to purify the underworld deity who possessed all the desires of anger, ignorance, wealth, lust, and greed, burning away the immeasurable yin energy, bringing the dead back to life, and healing flesh and bones. If the world were a broken melody, human life... would be nothing more than a series of rebirths.

When a person dies, it's like a lamp going out; but reincarnation reignites it!
This is the Celestial Venerable's understanding of reincarnation, and also his method for achieving immortality. If one does not exhaust the cycle of reincarnation, how can one slay the Underworld Emperor?

One after another, streaks of fire transformed into celestial swords that slashed down, and even the Devouring Demon Jar could not stop them, because this was not a killing, but a purification.

"Ahhh... Ee, why doesn't it hurt?"

Duan De screamed in agony. He had expected to be torn to pieces and burned by flames, but to his utter surprise, instead of severing the Yin energy from his body, he absorbed the power of the Immortal Light of Salvation and condensed it into a cocoon.

It seizes the wonders of creation from heaven and earth, the heavens chant from afar, all emperors perform rites, it guides the spirits of the dead, and brings them back to life!

"What's happening here?"

"Enemies and foes share the same origin!"

The Venerables were greatly surprised, as their Samsara Seal and the Underworld Venerable's Samsara Seal seemed to be different things.

Duan De purified his Yin energy, transforming it into pure Yang. He had successfully completed his tribulation-crossing technique, and a look of contentment appeared on his face, like a rheumatism patient with chronic leg pain basking in the midday sun, feeling warm all over.

He had originally broken through the barrier ahead of schedule, but there was a small flaw that required a long time to hone. Now, with the help of the spiritual treasure sword light, he has completely eliminated it and achieved great perfection.

Compared to the group of emperor corpses exuding yin energy, Duan De seemed more like a living person, more like a creature from the mortal realm.

Even the bronze ghost lamp was confused. The gods wondered whether they should use the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation to kill a living person, as this did not conform to the teachings of the Celestial Venerable Lingbao.

"Braving between life and death, enduring tribulations in one physical body after another."

Li Er was most moved. His previous life was very close to the era of the Heavenly Venerable of Morality and the Heavenly Venerable of Tribulation. He couldn't help but say in a deep voice, "He completely abandoned the Dao Fruit of his previous life, leaving only the Seal of Reincarnation."

No matter how powerful the Salvation Scripture is, it can only sever the past life, not the present life. It can destroy the Underworld Emperor, but it cannot kill Duan De.

Several supreme beings' eyes flashed. If Duan De was alive, then what were they? A group of living dead? They still retained the remnants of their previous lives.

This is truly ironic; the Heavenly Court is full of dead people, while the ruler of the Underworld is a living being from the mortal realm.

"When Yin reaches its extreme, Yang is born; when Yang reaches its extreme, Yin is born. The Heavenly Tribulation is a matter of nine deaths and one life."

Shakyamuni, who also had a profound understanding of reincarnation, clasped his hands together and exclaimed, "The one who attained enlightenment and truly embodied reincarnation is Lingbao Tianzun!"

The person who knows you best is not your family or friends, or even yourself, but your enemy.

Lingbao Tianzun's exploration and understanding of the Underworld Emperor brought his mastery of reincarnation to its peak, which is why the "Scripture of Salvation" was born.

"Hahaha, I am not a ghost, I am the Heavenly Venerable Wuliang, I have succeeded!"

Duan De laughed heartily, hands on his hips, confirming his reincarnation. He was a true reincarnation, a real living person. The reincarnation seal within his body shone faintly. With the completion of the Tribulation Transcending Heavenly Technique, his physical body began to generate Heavenly Venerable-level essence blood, and he stepped into the Quasi-Emperor realm!

A physical quasi-emperor is also a quasi-emperor. Once you step into this threshold, you become extraordinary and can be called the supreme being when there is no emperor.

At this moment, the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation stirred, and the Spirit Treasure Array Diagram roared, radiating brilliant immortal light.

"You inherently evil Underworld Emperor, take this sword!"

The wrath of Lingbao Tianzun, spanning countless ages, transcends time and space, manifesting through his imperial weapon.

Those whom the Scripture of Salvation cannot save, I will use the Spirit Treasure Formation to save; those whom the Bronze Ghost Lamp cannot kill, I will use the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation to kill!

The imperial weapon of criticism cannot replace the criticism of the imperial weapon. If it were a gentle celestial being like Morality, Duan De would have actually fooled him. But what kind of person is Lingbao Celestial Venerable? He cannot tolerate any nonsense. No matter what, he will cut you down first.

The bronze ghost lamp and the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, one governs life, the other governs death.

Since the Underworld Emperor refuses to obediently pass away, then we'll send you to be reincarnated. "Holy crap!"

Duan De's expression froze, his joy turning to sorrow. He desperately summoned the Devouring Demon Jar and cried out, "Supreme Lords... save me!"

This time, Lingbao came with killing intent. The Devouring Heaven Demon Jar roared and descended with thousands of immortal lights to protect it. What imperial weapon in the mortal world can go head-to-head with the Four Swords of Zhuxian? The Devouring Heaven Imperial Weapon is one of them.

Several supreme beings' eyes flashed, preparing to sell out the Underworld Emperor. Although the Four Swords of Zhuxian were powerful, the Heavenly Venerable Lingbao was ultimately gone.

Even though the Underworld Emperor has committed countless evil deeds, he is still alive and a high-ranking official in the Heavenly Court. They can clearly distinguish between what is important and what is not.

When the Supreme Being made his move, the Emperor's aura filled the sky. In an instant, the cold wind howled, and demonic shadows flickered. The red-haired figure formed a storm that swept in, as if the gates of hell had been opened, and blood tears flowed down from the void, as if the Yellow Springs were about to guide all living beings into the Nine Netherworlds.

This strange phenomenon even caused the Four Swords of Zhuxian to pause; it seemed even more sinister than the Underworld Emperor.

"At the end of reincarnation, the underworld is the final destination of all spirits!" It seemed as if a ghost king roared and a spirit of the underworld howled, announcing the arrival of the underworld.

With a clatter, the soul-snatching rope rattled; with a bang, the mourning staff was waved, and a great sage-level Yin spirit arrived. In the deepest part of the Gates of Hell, there was even the aura of a quasi-emperor-level corpse slave. They came following the curse of the Ancient Holy Body.

This lineup is undeniably luxurious and meticulous; even the mighty Great Sage is no match for the ghosts and gods of the underworld.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

A strange laugh rang out, and the red-haired monster from the Underworld's Soul Palace emerged, about to wreak havoc, when it suddenly realized that something was amiss.

Li Er, an old man with white hair, had black lotuses growing at the feet of Shakyamuni. Emperor Yan and Shennong shed tears of blood. Emperor Huang was covered in Dao wounds, his body withered like white bones. The demonic energy of the Nine Netherworlds soared to the sky, and the old Golden Crow was entangled in evil aura. Everyone was an evil person.

"Pretend to be a ghost."

The Venerable Ones calmly commented that the Underworld is fearsome to the world, a legendary hell, but compared to the Supreme Beings who can reach the heavens above and suppress the netherworld below, it is nothing special.

Moreover, there are four immortal swords, faintly shining, and the ghost lamp burning with holy fire. The gods' gazes are unfriendly. People from the underworld have trespassed into the Daoist temple of the Heavenly Venerable Lingbao. They are courting death!
"You guys don't know how to pick your timing. With this lineup, even if a Source God comes, he'll die, and even if a Source Demon comes, he'll get slapped twice."

Lin Xian sighed softly, chanting the Scripture of Salvation, drawing in countless believers who transformed into an endless ocean of spiritual power, causing all beings in the heavens to resonate, sensing the human-faced ghost lamp, and guiding the four swords of Zhuxian back to their rightful place.

The red-haired monster let out a piercing scream, filled with fear and despair, wishing it had two more legs to run back to the gates of hell.

They were just on a business trip, why did they encounter this situation? Even if Yama himself came, they would have to accept their fate.

"A sword arises from the heart, slaying others as well as slaying myself."

Li Er calmly spoke, activated the "Soldier" secret technique, and unleashed the Immortal Slaughtering Sword to slash at the void, annihilating the red-haired monster, destroying boundless Yin energy, and also cutting away the layers of Emperor's Fiend.

The Yellow Emperor and the Yan Emperor followed suit, wielding their swords to slay the evil spirits of the emperor and purify themselves. Only Shakyamuni was half a demonic fetus of the Buddhist emperor, without an imperial corpse and without manifestation. However, Mount Sumeru rose and fell behind him, with ten thousand Buddhas paying homage and all living beings chanting sutras, making it even more bizarre.

The other three supreme beings are all spirits of imperial corpses, so one could say that their bodies are not the same as their minds, and they are not the same people they used to be.

Shakyamuni was a true rebirth, his body was no longer the same but his mind was, thus verifying the Buddhist concept of reincarnation.

If he were willing to give up his cultivation in this life, I'm afraid that the Amitabha Buddha Emperor would return in the most perfect form in the next second.

"You have to give to receive."

Shakyamuni sighed, realizing that to achieve another breakthrough in this life, he had to return what he had gained in order to completely shed the demonic shell and truly become the only one worthy of respect.

"Must this incarnation's imperial body be destroyed? A spirit that has endured countless eons cannot ascend to immortality!"

The Yellow Emperor pondered, the Yan Emperor thought, and Li Er looked at Duan De. The success of the Underworld Emperor proved everything. Only by completely severing ties with the past can one be considered truly reborn and become a living Yang God.

The sword light flashed and slashed into the gates of hell, heading towards the eighteenth level of hell. As the sound of the sutra for salvation rang out, one after another, the eyes of the quasi-emperor battle slaves cleared, and they let out long sighs.

They bowed deeply before the immortal sword, thanking the Celestial Venerable Lingbao for granting them liberation from their physical forms, before passing away with the wind, returning to dust.

The crimson immortal sword charged forward relentlessly, while the quasi-emperors of the underworld cried out in terror, "Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!"

The Heavenly Venerable Lingbao filled the Underworld with both fear and dread. Even after countless ages, the Underworld remained extremely wary of him. If other imperial weapons were to attack, the Lord of the Underworld would summon the Underworld's imperial weapons to fight back fiercely.

However, in the face of the Lingbao Emperor Sword, all forms of spiritual communication, spirit possession, and curses were rendered ineffective.

No matter your thousand spells or myriad supernatural powers, I will only ask one question: Can you withstand a single sword strike?!
In the face of death, in the face of killing immortals, everything else pales in comparison.

"It's a perfect counter to the scourge of corpses." The old Golden Crow exclaimed. The four imperial swords and the array diagram were combined, making it as powerful as a supreme being. It entered the underworld as if it were empty, and no one came out to stop it, giving them a slap in the face.

"The Four Swords of Zhuxian wreaked havoc in the Underworld without anyone stopping them; it's truly an empty place."

The Heavenly Court's deities seemed to be deep in thought. Changsheng and the Corpse Emperor had ventured into the forbidden zone, and the Underworld's strength was steadily weakening.

It seems that there is only one Supreme Being now. If there were more than two, the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation would not be so arrogant.

Lin Xian's expression was solemn, without much joy. The fact that the Tongtian Mingbao had not appeared meant that the worst had happened. The Source God and Source Ghost had taken the immortal artifact and gone far away, hiding in the shadows. If they were not lured out, the next time they met would be a combination of a Chaos Emperor and an immortal artifact.

"We still need to probe a bit more to determine the extent of the Underworld's Chaos True Blood Project."

Lin Xian's eyes flickered, and a plan came to mind. He coughed lightly and sincerely invited the old Golden Crow to join him in attacking the Underworld, promising to split the profits 30/70 after the mission was accomplished.

"I'm not going," Jinwu Dijun said decisively.

"Our Heavenly Court is very sincere," Lin Xian said innocently, his eyes as pure as a baby's. He pointed at the Heavenly Emperor and the Underworld Emperor and swore that if he broke his oath, he would make sure that the Underworld Emperor would not have peace after death and that the Heavenly Emperor's Dao would collapse.

Old Golden Crow shook his head, refusing to agree no matter what, even if Lin Xian offered to split the profits 50/50.

"The Netherworld's divine treasures are the accumulation of millions of years. It is said that there is the Great Dao of Chaos in the Netherworld, which is quite similar to the Taiyi Path of the Golden Crow Clan. It can lay the foundation for immortality." Lin Xian coaxed, "Now the Netherworld mostly has only one Supreme Being. What is Senior Golden Crow afraid of?"

"I'm afraid of walking into a trap," the old Golden Crow said quietly. "I think you are more like the underworld."

Looking around the entire area, there was a Netherworld Emperor with four Reincarnation Seals, three Imperial Corpse Spirit Communicators, a Reincarnated Being, and a Source Celestial Master, Lin Xian. Good heavens, the entire heritage of the Underworld is here.

There is also a reincarnated Emperor in the Heavenly Court. With so many things in the underworld, who is the true ruler of the Underworld?

(End of this chapter)