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Chapter 416 Even a True Monarch is an Ant! (Please Subscribe)
With the help of Chen Yi and the Second Master, one human after another crossed the Nether River.

Shen Xueying, Daoist Meng Yao, Shibi, Shan Yanchang, and Wang E, etc.

When Chen Yi first arrived at the Tai Zhou Mountain battlefield, among the people he met, there was Daoist Meng Yao of the Zhenyang Sect, General Shi Bi, the garrison commander of Hailing City, Wang E, the garrison commander of Renji City, and Shan Yanchang, the captain of the scout team of Baidi City. They had all obtained the qualification to go to the Tai Zhou Mountain region.

It took most of the day, but all one thousand people crossed the River of the Underworld without any major incidents.

Only Chen Yi and Mr. Er remained.

To be precise, it was one person plus an incarnation of divine will.

At this moment, the once bright sky dimmed, with only the "Bridge Between Heaven and Earth" illuminating it, making the "Nether River" appear even more profound and dark.

The second gentleman glanced at the people waiting on the opposite bank and asked with a smile, "Would you like to go first, or should I?"

Chen Yi raised his hand and gestured for him to go first, saying, "Please go first, senior."

To avoid excessive consumption of the Second Master's divine power, Chen Yi usually stepped in to rescue those humans who were surrounded by ghosts and vengeful spirits.

The same applies here; he was the last to cross the River of the Underworld, hoping to protect the Second Master.

The second gentleman guessed his thoughts and chuckled to himself.

But now that things had come to this, he said no more and strode straight onto the River of the Dead.

As soon as I stepped onto it, I saw a ripple spread across the River of the Underworld.

"Ok?"

The second gentleman frowned, and without stopping, he crossed a distance of twenty feet, only to see three blurry, cold spirits appearing on the river.

It has three heads and six arms, each holding a magical artifact made of bones.

Before they could react, they attacked.

"cracking--"

Upon seeing this scene, not only did the Second Master frown, but even Chen Yi, who was standing on the shore, frowned deeply.

"Seventh Realm of Supernatural Powers!"

"Second Master, ignore these ghosts and monsters, and hurry to the other side!"

Chen Yi gave a reminder, and in an instant, the Spring Rain Sword at his waist was drawn, piercing out three silver-white sword intents.

In order to prevent them from blocking the Second Master's way, he had already used all his strength in this sword strike.

However, the three ghosts actually took the sword strike head-on, and without turning back, they charged straight at the Second Master.

The sword intent severed their bodies, causing their ghostly aura to overflow, and the cold, dark energy seemed to penetrate human flesh and bone.

Icy cold, bone-chilling.

But they still ignored everything, using their magical weapons and gathering their ghostly energy to unleash a strike.

"careful!"

The second master noticed this, and without turning around, his righteous aura erupted, and he solemnly rebuked:
As the sage said, "Drawing a circle on the ground is like imprisoning oneself!"

As he spoke, crimson-gold light descended from the sky, and three towering pillars of light struck the three-headed monsters, instantly forming three cages that trapped them one by one on the Nether River.

Even the ghostly blades they had just unleashed were blocked by the righteous energy.

But the Second Master showed no joy at the sight; his gaze was fixed on what lay ahead.

The next moment, a sinister, humanoid ghost appeared on the river, shrouded in ghostly energy, making it impossible to discern its shape or appearance.

Just as the second gentleman was about to use the same trick again, he heard the voice of the figure that had just appeared speak—

"Ho, ho, Confucianism, Confucianism, the sage of Confucianism and Taoism... divine will..."

"Hmm?" The second gentleman was taken aback. "A ghost or monster with sentience?"

Even Chen Yi was stunned by this sudden scene. There were talking ghosts in the Nether River before. He had heard the Eighth Prince and Daoist Zhao Muzi mention them in Xunwangtian before.

However, these intelligent ghosts and monsters do not appear easily. Even when the Eighth Prince went deep into the Nether River in search of the legendary other shore, he only saw it once in two separate attempts.

That one time almost left him trapped in the River of the Dead forever.

"Be careful. If things don't go well, you can come back directly, Second Master."

"Disaster."

Without turning his head, the second gentleman said, "This ghost is quite intelligent; it seems to have its eye on the righteous energy within me. And..."

"Furthermore, its strength should have surpassed that of Cui, reaching the divine power of the ninth level of supernatural abilities."

Nine realms!

Chen Yi frowned.

The only powerful being at the ninth level of the Divine Power realm that he faced head-on was the Demon King of the Demon Court. His divine power was so great that even three powerful beings at the eighth level of the Divine Power realm couldn't stop him when they surrounded him.

If the Barbarian King hadn't been unaware that he had two more deadly moves hidden in his hands, and hadn't been so arrogant in wanting to achieve victory in one battle, he wouldn't have died on the battlefield.

From this, it is not difficult to deduce the strength of the monster before us.

Fortunately, after that ghost with the ninth level of supernatural powers appeared, no other ghosts appeared on the Nether River. Even the ghosts that were previously trapped by the righteous energy disappeared on the Nether River.

"This situation seems to be somewhat different from the information we received earlier."

"Second Master, seeing that the situation is not good, we should come back first."

Chen Yi offered another word of advice, gripping the Spring Rain Sword tightly, ready to intervene at any moment.

Not only that.

Upon realizing the situation, the White Mountain Ancestor immediately instructed the other ancestors to take good care of Sky City, and then followed them to the riverbank, gazing at the ghosts and monsters on the Nether River.

The monster seemed to only then become aware of Chen Yi and the others' presence, emitting a series of eerie sounds:

"Heavens! The Heavenly Way has collapsed, the Great Way is in chaos, and reincarnation is no more. Sooner or later, you will all return to the Netherworld like me..."

As soon as it finished speaking, the ghostly aura surrounding it suddenly dissipated, revealing its concealed appearance.

—It was dressed in a tattered yet ancient robe, with a feathered crown and jade belt. The robe was thick and showed its original noble and extraordinary nature. A black Bagua mirror hung on its chest.

Looking at its face again, it was clearly a skull reduced to white bones, with black mist swirling in its eye sockets.

After it revealed itself, a black judge's pen appeared in its hands, as if it was preparing to take action.

"The divine will of the Confucian and Taoist sages is... good, this red stuff, I... really need it..."

"Stay, stay!"

The next moment, a black light flashed from the Bagua mirror on its chest, swirling like water and mist around its hand. Then, it dipped its brush a few times and casually wrote a large black character:
"Judgment: Life or Death!"

Then a vast expanse of black mist appeared, forming a black coffin between it and the Second Master.

The coffin was entirely black and shiny, as if it had become a tangible object. As soon as it appeared, there were bursts of roars from inside, causing the coffin to shake violently.

As the second gentleman's expression shifted, he retreated rapidly, saying, "As the sage said, 'Do not do to others what you would not have them do to you!'"

At the imperial decree, a phantom image of a sage appeared in the sky, looking solemnly at the demons below, and then chanted in a rumbling voice:
Do not do to others what you would not have them do to you!

Then a crimson-gold light shone brightly, and a wisp of radiant light that fell from the "Bridge of Heaven and Earth" merged into the crimson-gold light.

Immediately afterwards, the golden light fell upon the black coffin, as if to shatter it in some inexplicable way.

However, as the golden light descended, everyone's expressions turned solemn upon seeing the condition of the coffin.

The lid of the coffin was only slightly cracked, and countless white bone claws emerged from within.

In a single instant, it shattered the surrounding crimson-gold light and shimmering radiance, then, as if devouring, it absorbed all the divine powers and intentions of these Confucian and Taoist sages into the coffin.

Those on the opposite bank, including Daoist Zeyang, stared wide-eyed in disbelief at what they saw.
"What...what kind of monster is this that's so terrifying?"

"It can actually devour Elder Cui's divine powers and will?"

"It's not over yet!"

The Second Master saw this scene and retreated abruptly. But before he could reach Chen Yi and the White Mountain Ancestor's side, two skeletal white hands suddenly appeared behind him.

Chen Yi frowned slightly, then immediately drew his sword, his killing intent condensing into a single strike, unleashing its full power:

Sword Fifteen: Divine Might!
The silvery-white sword intent, stretching for hundreds of feet, formed a giant sword with an ancient design, which slashed straight at the two large hands.

"I'm here too!"

The White Mountain Ancestor's body suddenly doubled in size, and he condensed four divine powers and intentions in his palm before striking out with a palm.

The surging, powerful Great Evolution Palm, reaching a height of a hundred feet, landed directly on the two skeletal hands that Chen Yi had cleaved with a single sword strike.

boom!
Rumble!
"Second Master, retreat immediately!"

Without hesitation, the second gentleman prepared to return to the shore.

Just then, the ghost appeared directly behind him, with the black coffin standing beside it, ready to swallow him whole.

"You, you can't escape, heh, heh heh..."

The second gentleman's heart skipped a beat, he stopped in his tracks, and changed direction to head towards the opposite bank.

But this is clearly not going to help.

Chen Yi and the White Mountain Ancestor exchanged a glance and immediately decided to "capture the king first" and take direct action against the monster.

The dazzling sword intent and the second strike of the Great Evolution Palm, with its ferocious power, were unleashed in succession.

But the monster didn't even turn its head, letting the two attacks land on its body.

Do not,
To be precise, it allowed the two supernatural powers and divine wills to land on the black coffin behind it.

The clanging sound continued, and the killing sword intent and the divine intent of the Great Evolution Palm were torn apart and devoured by the countless claws on the black coffin.

"what?"

Just as Chen Yi and the White Mountain Ancestor were about to make another move, they heard the ghost seem to have sensed something and turn its head to look at Chen Yi.

Even the black coffin behind it opened a crack to face Chen Yi at this moment.

"You...your sword...True Lord of the Western Pole...?"

Upon hearing this, a look of seriousness appeared on Chen Yi's face.

The True Lord of the Western Pole is the True Lord of the White Tiger—in the ancient Daoist court, he was the True Lord who guarded the Western Pole and was in charge of killing and conquest.

To this day, very few people know this.

Perhaps only a handful of people, such as Daoist Zhao Muzi, knew the situation of the ancient Daoist court.

But the monster said it outright.

Judging from the meaning of that sentence, it not only knew about it, but it seemed to have even seen the White Tiger True Lord.

Before Chen Yi could ask anything, the ghost turned its head away and coldly snorted:

"If the Dao Court is not open, even a True Lord is but an ant!"

After saying this, it seemed to have lost its patience and walked straight toward the Second Master with the black judge's pen it was carrying.

The black coffin behind it followed closely.

It seems slow, but in reality, it is getting closer and closer to the Second Master.

No one knows what method it used, but no matter how the Second Master tried to escape, it seemed to be standing still.

Chen Yi frowned as he looked at all of this, feeling that the ghost gave him a very special feeling.

Like an old monster who has walked from endless ages ago, standing at a higher position overlooking this world, toying with and mocking them, these mortal beings.

But he also knew that if things continued like this, the Second Master's divine power and intent would be in serious trouble.

The White Mountain Ancestor, standing nearby, was equally aware of this, and a hint of anger flashed across his face:

"You wicked child who pretends to be a ghost!"

Immediately, he unleashed the third palm strike of the Great Evolution Palm technique.

In an instant, the banks of the Nether River trembled violently. As his palm appeared, a solid, divine palm materialized in mid-air and slammed diagonally down towards the Nether River.

"Heh heh...useless..."

The ghost sensed something, but still ignored it, its eyes only on the Second Master.

The black coffin beside it actively met the power of the Great Evolution Palm Divine Intent of the White Mountain Ancestor.

puff.

After the dull thud, the immense divine power landed on the coffin, but it didn't harm it in the slightest. It didn't even shake, and was directly sucked into the gap on one side of the lid.

Seeing this, not only were Chen Yi and Baishan Patriarch helpless, but even Daoist Zeyang and Shen Xueying on the other side of the river became anxious for the Second Master.

"How is this possible? Even with the combined efforts of Ancestor Chen Yi and Ancestor Bai Shan, they couldn't stop this monster?"

"A ghost at the ninth level of supernatural power... Fortunately, it didn't appear earlier, otherwise we would have died on the River of the Underworld, let alone come here."

"What should we do? Could it be that Second Master..."

"Don't be discouraged! With the three patriarchs here, they will surely have a way to deal with that ghost!"

Just as the Second Master was being approached by the ghost, a voice came from behind Master Zeyang and the others:

"Ordinary methods won't work when dealing with the ghosts in the River of the Dead."

"Who?"

Everyone felt a chill and quickly turned around to look.

A middle-aged man dressed in a white long robe, with a refined and peaceful face, stood not far behind.

He was holding a feather fan in his hand, as if he were strolling around.

"you you……"

Master Zeyang sized him up, then suddenly widened his eyes, pointed at him, and then turned back to point at the Second Master on the River of the Underworld.

"Second Master?!"

Shen Xueying reacted first, her eyes widening with delight, "It's Second Master himself!"

Chen Yi and the White Mountain Ancestor on the opposite bank also saw what was happening here. The White Mountain Ancestor breathed a sigh of relief, a smile appearing on his face:
"Mr. Cui, it's been a long time. You're still as charming as ever."

Chen Yi glanced at him and smiled as well: "It seems that Mr. Cui has gained something from his many years in Taizhou Mountain."

In his eyes, the Second Master on the opposite bank, with his Confucian and Taoist divine aura, was like a huge furnace, still radiating a dazzling misty light even without making a move.

Meanwhile, the second gentleman on the River of the Underworld also showed a hint of joy on his face, and then laughed and scolded:

"You're here, why aren't you making a move?"

He was in perfect harmony with the original body and was naturally aware of its current strength.

"Thanks a lot."

The Second Master greeted the White Mountain Ancestor with a smile and nodded, then flashed to the banks of the Nether River and looked directly at the ghost.

"Ancient legends say that some ghost kings from the ancient underworld are hidden in the Nether River, and they are responsible for managing the path of reincarnation."

"Now it seems that this is not a rumor, but a fact."

The ghost noticed his appearance and stopped approaching the Second Master's divine incarnation.

Hearing his words, he finally spoke:

“You…know…a lot, but…”

"Stop with the 'buts'! The ferryman of the River of the Dead is still here. Aren't you stray dogs afraid of being punished by him for showing up here on your own?"

(End of this chapter)