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Chapter 417 Difficult, difficult, difficult! (Please subscribe)

The second gentleman seemed to know a lot about the River of the Underworld, and retorted without holding back:
"Now that the ferryman has reached the other side, you evil spirits can finally catch your breath for a moment. Otherwise, in most cases, you probably wouldn't even be able to make a ripple."

The ghost stopped completely, its eyes, surrounded by black mist, staring straight at him, a chilling aura swirling around it, as if trying to see through his secrets.

At the same time, the black coffin slowly rose up and stood behind it.

Within the crack at the top, the countless densely packed white bone claws disappeared, replaced by a pair of cold, desperate eyes, staring at the Second Master alongside the ghost.

In the silence, an invisible and intangible, icy and chilling divine intent permeated both banks of the Nether River, instantly covering them with a layer of pitch-black ice, causing countless people on the shore to retreat in panic.

Upon seeing this, Master Zeyang quickly shouted, "Be careful! Retreat immediately!"

"Anyone else, don't hesitate, retreat further away, retreat to at least ten miles away!"

"Hurry up, leave this to Second Master, Baishan, and Ancestor Chen Yi. We'll retreat a bit further away."

Only a few powerful beings above the fifth level of supernatural abilities, such as Chen Yi, Bai Shan, and the Second Master, were unaffected by the ghostly aura and gazed at the monster.

The second gentleman asked with a smile, "Are you angry out of embarrassment?"

"Hehe, it seems that it's not a good thing for you ghosts to have sentience."

The ghost snorted coldly, its voice hoarse and sharp, as if mixed with bits of flesh and blood, and said:
"You know these things, you must have seen the secrets of the ancient inheritance, some of which... are beyond my expectations..."

As it spoke, it slightly raised its skeletal arm and brandished its judge's pen.

Then he saw that the gap in the black coffin beside him had widened a bit more, and several more pairs of eyes were staring fiercely at the Second Master.

But the next moment, its figure appeared next to the Second Master's divine incarnation, with several eyes in the coffin staring at the divine incarnation.

Then, one crimson beam after another shot out, like threads trying to entangle the Second Master's divine will avatar.

Just then, the second gentleman's expression turned serious, and he said loudly, "I say: Evil spirits, retreat!"

The righteous energy then surged straight towards the Nether River, centered on him, and landed before the divine incarnation in the blink of an eye, instantly shattering those crimson tentacles.

Even the black frost that had just covered the river surface seemed to have encountered its nemesis, shattering and dissipating into the world.

The ghost seemed taken aback by this scene, and after a moment of stunned silence, it took a few steps back and croaked, "You... Saint..."

"The ancient, vast...the legacy of the Vast Heaven?"

The second gentleman put his hands behind his back, smiled and nodded, "Ghost King, you do have some knowledge."

"Righteousness is the nemesis of all evil spirits and ghosts. Even without the Ferryman here, you still wouldn't be able to succeed."

"Heh heh, your tone certainly matches those lunatics, lunatics..."

Seeing the monster's crazed appearance, the Second Master's divine incarnation couldn't help but grin, "Main body, it seems you've angered it."

The second gentleman glanced at him sideways, his face still bearing that gentle smile, and said:

"Stop talking nonsense and let's disperse."

"You are the original body, so you have the final say."

Then the divine incarnation bowed, and as if reluctant to leave, looked around and said, "Young friend Chen Yi, old brother Bai Shan, goodbye."

As soon as he finished speaking, he vanished into the Nether River.

As his entire body shattered, it transformed into wisps of crimson-gold light, converging towards the Second Master.

He paused, a glint of light flashing in his eyes, as if he were receiving information about what had happened within the human race during his absence.

"Time flies so fast. A hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye. It still feels like just a blink of an eye to me."

After uttering his words, which were tinged with a half-smile, the Second Master met the ghost's two pairs of eyes, one black and one red, and bowed respectfully.
"Even if you look at me like this, you can't change the rules set by the ferryman. Why don't you go back to where you came from?"

Upon hearing this, the ghost remained silent for a moment, then finally opened its mouthful of gleaming white teeth and said with a crack:

"Heh heh... Well, this time I came in haste, and indeed... I couldn't escape the ferryman's control. Next time..."

"Next time, you won't be so lucky."

After the ghost finished speaking in a sinister tone, the coffin behind him, which was radiating terrifying power, slowly closed its lid and sank into the River of the Underworld.

Chen Yi was somewhat surprised to see this.

He hadn't expected that the Second Master would stop the strange ghost by simply pointing out the existence of the ferryman without making a single move.

Thinking about it, he memorized the few words of conversation he had just heard, perhaps containing a secret he hadn't noticed.

The ghost disappeared along with the coffin and sank into the River of the Underworld, leaving the surroundings deathly silent once more.

Chen Yi and the White Mountain Ancestor exchanged a glance, then bowed respectfully to the Second Master on the opposite bank.
"Mr. Cui, welcome home."

Upon hearing this, the second gentleman came to his senses, smiled and nodded, saying, "Brother Baishan, young friend Chen Yi, the human race has been fortunate to have your protection for the past hundred years."

"Mr. Cui, you're too kind. Mr. Chen didn't do anything wrong."

“I have seen what has happened during this period through the divine incarnation, but I did not expect that Daoist Ziying would betray the human race, nor did I expect that you would have resolved the crisis of the Demon Court before I returned to the human race.”

"luck……"

Seeing Chen Yi and the two gentlemen begin to chat, the White Mountain Ancestor also composed himself, calmed his mind, and smiled as he said:
"Please don't be so polite. Our human race owes much of its current situation to you all."

As he spoke, he glanced behind him, his mental perception clearly revealing the situation of Hong Tian and the others, and then changed the subject:

"Chen Yi, it's getting late. You should go and meet up with Mr. Cui first. I should return to Sky City."

Chen Yi nodded and said with a smile, "That's good. The sooner we get there, the sooner I can ask Mr. Cui about the situation in the Taizhou Mountain region."

"I dare not presume to ask your advice, but I have made some progress in recent years, which happens to involve the secrets of the Nether River."

They exchanged a few pleasantries.

Without hesitation, Chen Yi stepped onto the Nether River.

His divine senses were instantly suppressed by the ghostly divine senses above the river, just like when he first stepped onto the Nether River from the Tianyuan Continent.

The only difference is that his strength has improved significantly since then.

Therefore, as soon as he stepped into the Nether River, a ghost with supernatural powers blocked his way.

Chen Yi glanced at it, then took another step, using the divine power of the "Close at Hand, Far Away" technique to appear directly ten feet away.

"cracking!"

Then a shrill, desperate roar came from behind, and three more ghostly beings with supernatural powers at the third level stood in front of him.

As soon as they appeared, these ghosts attacked.

Chen Yi ignored him and kept walking, taking four steps in a row, his figure already crossing most of the Nether River.

Just then, five demons at the seventh level of supernatural powers appeared, "Crack, crack!"

The skeleton demon's bones tensed, and it joined forces with the vengeful spirit to begin merging. In an instant, the five ghosts became one, and the divine power around them barely reached the ninth level of supernatural abilities.

Chen Yi raised an eyebrow and was about to take another step when a golden light suddenly appeared before his eyes—

[At forty-six years old, having reached the pinnacle of the Celestial Realm, you were attacked by the Netherworld Qi of an Eighth Realm ghost, slightly affecting your mind. Absorbed. Reward: 40 Counterattack Points.]

[Since your comeback mission is not yet complete, the comeback points you obtained have been converted into cultivation points.] [Your cultivation level can be raised to the lower stage of the Celestial Immortal Realm. (To be claimed)]

Ok?
The moment Chen Yi regained his senses, he grasped the Spring Rain Sword with one hand without hesitation.

The divine power and intent within his body switched to killing sword intent, and a faint tiger's roar suddenly exploded out of nowhere, shaking the surroundings like thunder.

"Roar--"

In the blink of an eye, Chen Yi merged with the sword, and the Spring Rain Sword transformed into a stream of light that passed through the eighth-level supernatural being and appeared directly on the opposite bank.

Along with him, Chen Yi himself also came to the other side.

"cracking--"

The ghost didn't seem to have any intention of giving up. It turned around and rushed towards Chen Yi. Its fused and twisted body had several arms sticking to its flesh and blood reaching for him.

"what?"

Before Chen Yi could react, the Second Master had already arrived behind him, his aura of righteousness swirling around him:
"Draw a circle on the ground to make a prison!"

In the blink of an eye, a cage formed by four illusory images of saints trapped the monster inside.

No matter how much it struggled and roared, the crimson-gold cage held it firmly in place, preventing it from moving an inch.

Not long after, it reluctantly sank to the bottom of the river.

Even at the very end, its venomous eyes remained fixed on Chen Yi, as if it wanted to devour and tear him apart, its hatred boundless.

Seeing this, Chen Yi raised an eyebrow slightly, "The ghosts in the Nether River seem to be playing favorites."

The second gentleman chuckled, shook his head and then nodded, "I have a feeling about that, but there are still patterns in it."

"Oh?"

"If you are interested, I will tell you later. For now, let's follow the previous plan and find a suitable place to build the outpost."

"I do know a specific location, it's somewhere tens of thousands of miles away from here."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yi smiled and nodded, then immediately instructed Daoist Zeyang and the others:
"Follow the Second Master's advice and go prepare."

"Yes, old man."

Although it was late, everyone who had come along was a person of firm will. After a short rest, they all followed the Second Master and headed into the distance.

Chen Yi bowed to the White Mountain Ancestor on the opposite bank and said, "Brother, go back. After I have gained something, I will return to the human race."

Ancestor Baishan smiled, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and then flashed back to Sky Dome City.

Chen Yi scanned the area, his mental perception covering a radius of ten thousand miles. Seeing that the surrounding area was empty and desolate with nothing unusual, he decided to follow the Second Master and the others.

But as soon as he left the area of ​​the Nether River, a strange realization dawned on him, and his eyes naturally turned to the summit of Mount Taizhou.

To be precise, within a certain realm atop Mount Taizhou, a divine intent was currently descending directly upon him.

Before he could react, an extremely tired voice rang in his ears:
"At the Five Hundredth Yuan of the Primordial Era, the Daoist Court collapsed, and the True Lord perished..."

"May future generations be careful in dealing with them... In the heavens... the cycle of life and death... difficult, difficult, difficult!"

As the words fell, a long sigh followed, as if the speaker had endured countless calamities and seen through the illusions of the world.

Chen Yi frowned slightly, his gaze fixed on the distant Tai Zhou Mountain, landing directly on the location where the divine intent had just been transmitted, and he vaguely understood.

"Is that the location of the ancient Daoist court's secret realm?"

Thinking of his purpose for this trip—to find the secret realm of the ancient Daoist court and announce the return of "True Lord White Tiger"—I couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency.

"The Daoist court has collapsed, the True Lord has perished, beware of them... Who are they?"

"And who is speaking?"

Chen Yi had no idea; all he knew was that this mission was somewhat different from what he had previously anticipated.

It seems that the killing intent of the White Tiger that he obtained within his body, as well as his inherited identity as the "White Tiger True Lord," were all preordained and have some connection with the ancient Daoist court.

Furthermore, the method and source of this contact were unclear, making it difficult for him not to overthink it.

When he first arrived at Taizhou Mountain, it wasn't so obvious. People even thought he was going to try his luck and follow Xun Wangtian, Zhao Muzi, and others to that secret realm for training, which might be the only way to find the ancient Daoist court's inheritance secret realm.

Having just crossed the Nether River, the sudden surge of divine intent and connection between his mind and body allowed him to directly obtain the exact location of the ancient Daoist court's secret realm.

"There?"

Chen Yi gazed at the summit of Mount Taizhou, several questions echoing in his mind, yet he was entangled in a tangled mess, unable to find a solution.

At this moment, the second gentleman in front noticed his unusual expression and couldn't help but ask:
"What's wrong? Did you find something?"

Chen Yi snapped out of his daze, looked at the Second Master and the others a hundred miles away, and instantly calmed himself down, smiling as he said:

"I didn't realize it before, but now that I've crossed the Nether River, I've discovered how magnificent Mount Taizhou truly is."

Upon hearing this, the second gentleman, without any suspicion, smiled and nodded, saying, "You and I share the same sentiment."

“When I first arrived here, I looked at Mount Taizhou from afar and I was so excited that I wanted to rush up the mountain immediately.”

Chen Yi smiled, stepped to his side, exchanged a few words, and then looked at the human race ahead, his mind sensing a place tens of thousands of miles away.

Suddenly, I paused; that place seemed somewhat familiar.

Think for a moment.

Chen Yi then recalled that many years ago, he had obtained a map from Jiang Yunni, a map of the Taizhou Mountain area.

He raised an eyebrow and asked, "Mr. Cui, is the outpost you're looking for called 'Valley of Forgetfulness'?"

The second gentleman was slightly taken aback. "You've heard of this place?"

After thinking for a moment, he seemed to understand and nodded with a smile, saying, "You should also have a map of Taizhou Mountain. But you forgot that in the memories of the person I transformed into, there is the memory of that senior Zhao Muzi standing up for the human race."

Chen Yi thought to himself, "As expected," but still asked aloud, "Mr. Cui, you also know Daoist Zhao Muzi?"

The second gentleman couldn't help but grin. "I've been here for a hundred years, so I've naturally heard of Daoist Zhao Muzi of Xunwangtian. He's quite an extraordinary person."

"Speaking of which, it is a good thing for you and for the human race to gain the favor of Daoist Zhao Muzi."

Chen Yi smiled and said, "It's just good luck."

“People like that can’t be climbed up by luck alone.”

The Second Master, having spent many years training on the Taizhou Mountain battlefield, is quite knowledgeable about the situation here.

Besides Master Zhao Muzi of Xunwangtian, he also knew about "Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss" and "General" and others.

Although some of the content and information circulating within Xunwangtian are biased, they are generally correct.

"I recently heard that 'Pure Land of Bliss' is going to make a big move. The realms at the foot of the mountain have been much quieter lately, for fear of offending 'General' and others."

"is it?"

(End of this chapter)