The Heaven-shattering: Starting from the Ji family, achieving enlightenment and becoming an emperor

Chapter 147: Kill the Underworld

Some people trembled and were directly suppressed by Yang Xi's powerful aura and fell to the ground, shaking all over.

It looks like just a small battle, but a big storm is about to happen!
In the heavenly palace, Ye Fan looked at one Bodhi leaf after another, silently. The green on his fingertips was heavy, engraved with five hundred years of prayers and five hundred years of looking back, recording the power of a period of time.

Finally, the Bodhi leaf turned into rain of light and disappeared from his hand, leaving him dazed for a moment.

It was unknown how long it had been before he turned around and walked towards the deepest part of the Heavenly Palace, where there stood a sacred Bodhi tree, which was now more than ten feet tall and lushly green.

"Father!"

A little girl with a baby voice shouted and came running over with a staggering gait. She looked to be only about one year old, a pretty little girl.

"Slow down, Xiao Zi, don't be anxious." Little Nannan looked only two or three years old, but she stood guard by the side like a little adult, taking care of the adorable little guy.

The night was dark and the Bodhi tree was glowing. Ye Fan turned around, showing a kind smile, squatted down, scratched Xiao Zi's nose, and touched Xiao Nannan's head.

"Father...hug me." Xiao Zi had difficulty walking, his speech was not clear, and he looked very childish.

When she was just born, she was very special. She could run and jump right away. However, she was sealed by Ye Fan because he was afraid that she would practice too fast in the future and there would be hidden dangers.

Ye Fan picked up the naughty little girl who was crawling towards him, patted her gently, and let her fall asleep.

Not long after, Ji Ziyue came over, took the cute little girl from his hands lovingly, and walked towards the palace in the distance.

Under the Bodhi tree, Ye Fan was lost in thought, looking at the starry sky.

Little Nannan sat aside obediently and whispered, "What are you thinking about, big brother?"

“I’m thinking about how to become stronger.”

"Nannan, help big brother. Those bad guys don't dare to come. Don't be afraid." The little girl said innocently. She already knew her significance to the Heavenly Court. Even if she didn't do anything, she could still frighten the most terrifying person like the Emperor.

"Brother, you feel very sad. Someone used his power of vows to leave a letter for me in the human world. I finally know her whereabouts. I am going to the underworld." Ye Fan whispered.

"I'll go with big brother." The little girl blinked her big eyes, tilted her head back, and said in a sweet and naive voice.

"No, you can't leave the Heavenly Palace. Many eyes are watching you." Ye Fan shook his head.

"I don't know if I can come back. It would be too irresponsible to leave like this. I will be heartbroken if I don't go." Ye Fan said. He needed strength and the supreme skills to fight the Supreme. He needed to achieve the perfection of the Holy Body!
"I want to create a method and master it in the shortest possible time!" Ye Fan stood up with a determined look.

That night, Ye Fan listened to Zhang Qingyang talk about the magical effects of telekinesis and the possibility of reincarnation.

"The blood survives through the bodies of future generations, being tempered and nurtured generation after generation. The spiritual consciousness takes shape and sits in the hearts of all living beings." Ye Fan said to himself. This was the result of his further deduction.

"Master, be careful of these people. There may really be an afterlife, and unimaginable enemies may appear in the future." Zhang Qingyang said.

"My path is in this life. I don't seek afterlife. I am invincible in this life and can crush everything." Ye Fan said firmly.

Two days later, Yang Xi came to the Bodhi tree to report, and whispered: "Master, I accidentally killed the ghost mother."

Ye Fan nodded to show that he understood.

Yang Xi did not leave, and said, "I accidentally killed the ghost mother's master again."

"I won't offend others unless they offend me." Ye Fan said.

"I still accidentally killed Master Ghost Mother's master."

"If someone offends me, I will keep pressing him. There is no need to be upset and endure it." Ye Fan said again.

"Yes, so I killed another of their ancestors." Yang Xi said shyly. Ye Fan was speechless.

However, Yang Xi still refused to leave.

"what happened?"

"I also killed a ghost commander. It is almost certain that he will soon become a quasi-emperor and a future giant in the underworld."

Ye Fan couldn't help but ask: "How many people did you kill?"

"After I went out, they ambushed me. I killed a small one, which attracted an old one. I killed a total of 108 generals of the underworld." Yang Xi said nervously.

Ye Fan was surprised to hear the news. He believed that the outside world must be in an uproar. Those were the 108 ghost generals of the underworld, which was equivalent to 108 stars being flattened because they had lost their guardians.

In fact, it was just as Ye Fan had expected. The geniuses of the underworld besieged Yang Xi, causing him to suffer trauma. In a rage, he rushed forward, killing everyone and cutting down the flag of the underworld's 108 stars.

"Is there anything else you are hiding?" Ye Fan asked him.

"Prince Ming of the Underworld, Yan Luozi, and Zhenyuzi have all come out and want to kill me."

These three people are the next heirs of the underworld. In the future, a palace lord will emerge among them, and his status will be terrifyingly high.

"What's the result?" Ye Fan asked.

"Yan Luozi was killed by my senior brother Ye Tong." Yang Xi told the truth.

Ye Tong had become a quasi-emperor ten years ago. His strength was unfathomable, on the same level as the ancient prince. Now he was famous throughout the universe and was known as the reincarnation of the Holy Sun Emperor.

"Miao Yi fell into the underworld and used her vows to leave a memory for me, saying... we will meet in the next life."

Ye Fan was walking alone in the universe, gazing at the boundless starry sky, feeling grief in his heart. He needed strength, the unrivaled power to fight against the Supreme Being, otherwise how could he break into the underworld.

Several floors of the pagoda are broken, and it has been covered with dust for five hundred years, along with the old memories. The Western Desert can no longer see the former Ayu Lake or that beautiful figure.

Ye Fan landed on the ground, walked step by step, trying to search. The time when they walked around the lake and listened to the long sound of the ancient temple bell seemed to be still in front of his eyes.

There was only rubble ahead. The bell had been broken for hundreds of years, with rust half buried in the soil. Lake Ayug had dried up and turned into a desert with only sand and gravel.

The once peerless elegance and the pure white figure like a lotus are no longer in the world, and everything has become the past. Only the wind is still there, blowing the broken scriptures, making a rustling sound, and the broken scripture barrel turns, making a chaotic sound, which is worthy of the Buddhist chant.

I still remember that evening when the sky was filled with sunset glow and the setting sun dyed the sacred temple red, they waved goodbye, he went his own way, and she saw him off with a smile, a bright smile, but with crystal tears falling.

"what……"

Ye Fan stood on the shore of Lake Ayug in the Western Desert, roaring to the sky, his hair disheveled, dancing like dragons and snakes, emitting the most powerful aura.

Here, sand and rocks are flying, and the dust is like waves, hitting the shore and cracking the plateau, sweeping towards the distance like a flood, shocking the entire vast land.

A sad laugh, this is a helpless look back.

The dried-up lake bottom cracked into springs one after another, and water gushed out, clear and crystal. After two days and two nights, it filled Lake Ayug. Looking down from the sky, it looked like a teardrop.

The dust on the Agama Temple has all gone away, and the rubble is still scattered there, dull and lifeless. The broken walls and ruins have never changed, and Ye Fan has no intention of rebuilding it.

"The reappearance of Lake Ayug is a gift from heaven. This is the shining pearl of our plateau. Our most precious holy lake will bring us abundance!"

Many people cheered, and many elderly people had tears of excitement in their eyes. They bowed their heads with every step, coming here like pilgrims. Many people followed suit and prayed by the lake.

(End of this chapter)