Secular world: My destiny has no taboos

Chapter 608: An Unbalanced World
[Note: You are entering the Netherworld. While in the Netherworld, your five senses will be stripped away, your soul will be shaken, and you will enter a state of 'judgment'...]

"???"

Lin Beixuan was taken aback as he looked at the prompts that kept flashing on the panel.

Why does this feel like I've seen it before?

After confirming it several times, Lin Beixuan couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

Because isn't this his divine realm?

"Is this just a coincidence?"

Lin Beixuan thought to himself, letting the inexplicable suction force draw his consciousness into it.

"The Netherworld, the Nine Netherworld Domain... Why are the Lord of the Underworld and my divine domain so similar?"

With doubts in his heart, when Lin Beixuan opened his eyes again, he found himself in a strange space.

This space had no distinction between heaven and earth; all around was an endless gray mist, and beneath one's feet was a cold, hard black ground covered with runes similar to those on the altar chains.

The air was thick with a gloomy aura, exuding a solemn and imposing pressure, as if it were the final place where life and death were decided by all things.

Lin Beixuan tried to activate his five senses, but found that his vision could only penetrate about ten feet in front of him, his hearing was covered by a strange buzzing sound, and his soul felt as if it were being gripped by an invisible hand, with a series of dull vibrations.

"Is this how others feel within my divine realm?" Lin Beixuan murmured to himself.

As soon as he finished speaking, the gray mist in front of him suddenly churned and slowly condensed into a huge stone platform.

Three blurry black figures sat on the stone platform, with a stone table in the middle, on which tea sets were placed.

One of them turned around and waved to Lin Beixuan, signaling him to come closer.

Lin Beixuan raised an eyebrow, stepped onto the stone platform, and came to the side of the three dark figures.

"See, I told you someone would come here."

The old man, dressed in black robes, stroked his beard and smiled at the middle-aged man in fine clothes opposite him.

"I have lost. I thought that after we left, there would be few capable people in the world. I never expected that new talents would emerge in every generation. I underestimated the people of the world."

The middle-aged man in brocade robes smiled and shook his head, then looked up at Lin Beixuan and immediately discerned his cultivation level.

"Great Luo? That's a rather low level of cultivation. How could they possibly have slipped past those Pillar Demon Gods and arrived here?"

The old man in black robes laughed and scolded the man in brocade robes, "You just said you couldn't underestimate anyone in the world, but you've already broken your promise in no time."

The man in brocade ignored the old man in black's mockery and looked Lin Beixuan up and down.

"The Bewitching Pearl, the Book of Life and Death... he has quite a few treasures on him."

"Boy, what's your name?" The man in brocade robes became interested and stared at Lin Beixuan.

"Lin Beixuan".

While the three people opposite him were sizing him up, Lin Beixuan was also observing them.

He had seen a portrait of the one on the left in books about the underworld. Although there were some differences, he could roughly tell the difference.

Lord Fengdu, the Lord of the Senluo Palace, who oversees all the palaces in the underworld and is the head of the Ten Palaces of the Underworld, whose power is second only to the Lord of the Underworld.

Lin Beixuan had never seen the man in brocade robes on the right before, so he must be a big shot in the underworld.

As for the person sitting in the very middle...

Lin Beixuan looked up and saw a young man dressed in black, who looked ordinary, also staring at him.

The young man didn't speak, but just smiled softly, as if shrouded in a faint, eternal mist.

But the moment Lin Beixuan met his gaze, his soul felt as if it had been struck by lightning, and the divine power within his body surged uncontrollably.

This is similar to the sense of powerlessness he felt when facing minor deities and spirit-binding deities when he was still at the Opening Realm.

It originates from the depths of the soul, a reverence for the other person in terms of social standing.

The two seemed to stare at each other for a long time before the young man finally spoke, his voice calm and even.

"You came!"

The other two people on the stone platform simultaneously suppressed their smiles and stared intently at Lin Beixuan.

"Lord of the Underworld!"

Despite the turmoil raging within him, Lin Beixuan managed to calm himself and spoke as steadily as possible.

People say that the Lord of the Northern Underworld received the inheritance of the Lord of the Underworld, which is why he was able to rise from Luozhou to where he is today.

Only Lin Beixuan himself knew that his success had absolutely nothing to do with the inheritance of the Lord of the Underworld.

However, upon entering the gate and seeing the Lord of the Underworld, this idea began to waver.

Looking into the other person's deep eyes, Lin Beixuan couldn't help but ask himself for the first time, "Does it really have nothing to do with the other person?"

In those eyes, Lin Beixuan seemed to see a vast River Styx, flowing with the schemes the other party devised in despair, as if everything had been arranged.

Especially that phrase, "You've come," it was as if they knew he would definitely come.

"Are you alive or dead?" Lin Beixuan clenched his fists, his breathing becoming heavier.

"Life and death are not that important to me. If you insist on knowing my state, then... you can consider me dead," the Lord of the Underworld said calmly.

"What is our relationship?" Lin Beixuan continued to press.

"It doesn't matter. You are you. I'm different from Chenlong. I don't have the habit of playing chess with people. If you insist on saying that I have any relationship with you..."

The Lord of the Underworld paused for a moment, then slowly said, "Perhaps... you are my reincarnation in another world."

"Reincarnation?" Lin Beixuan frowned.

"Heaven and earth have cycles, and all things have their destiny."

"Although I am in charge of the underworld, I still have my own destiny. When it is my time to die, I will die, and I will also be reincarnated."

The voice of the Lord of the Underworld rang out again, carrying a trace of ancient vicissitudes.

"Hundreds of years ago, I led the Underworld to block the Abyss Realm behind the gate. In the last moment, my soul, torn apart by the Primordial Demon God, carried my last divine power and escaped into the void, disappearing without a trace."

Lin Beixuan was startled upon hearing this.

"No, how could I be your reincarnation? The abilities I possess do not come from you, but are acquired through my destiny, and have nothing to do with you."

Lin Beixuan stared at the Lord of the Underworld. His abilities along the way almost entirely came from his character panel and destiny.

The power of life and death reincarnation was something he acquired later when he unlocked the Six Paths of Reincarnation in Luo Zhou. The Underworld he created was also transformed from illusion to reality through the Sealing Spirit Forbidden Domain; it didn't exist within him from the beginning. The Lord of the Underworld smiled faintly: "That's why I told you, you are you, and I am me. There is no relationship between us."

Lin Beixuan took a deep breath, deciding not to dwell on it any longer.

"The world behind the door has reopened to the secular world. Do you have any ideas on how to deal with it?"

Upon hearing this, before the Lord of the Underworld could say anything, the man in brocade robes and the Lord of Fengdu burst into laughter.

The man in brocade said, "Young man, how can you ask the ancients about things now? Although we are here, we are merely clinging to our old obsessions and cannot help you in any way. Once you leave, our obsessions will dissipate."

The Lord of Fengdu stroked his beard, a hint of melancholy in his eyes.

“Hundreds of years ago, we blocked the door, which exhausted all our resources, but we knew that this matter was not over, which is why the obsession has remained to this day.”

Lin Beixuan frowned: "Is there really no solution?"

"I kept calculating with the divination tablets, but I could never get to the point of completely solving the problem of the world behind the door."

"I knew I would meet you here, and that I could even gain the power to break through to the Saint Realm from your remaining obsessions and restore the Book of Life and Death and the Soul-Hooking Pen, but I still couldn't resist the erosion of the mortal world by the world behind the door, and in the end I could only watch the mortal world collapse."

“I don’t want to repeat your mistakes. Instead, I want to solve the problems you couldn’t solve back then, which is why I came here to meet you.”

Now that things had come to this, Lin Beixuan no longer intended to hide anything and looked at the Lord of the Underworld.

The Lord of the Underworld slowly spoke: "Only after entering the gate and understanding the laws governing the operation of this world can one find a way to break it. The path you have taken is not wrong."

"Back then, when I used the Gate of Rules to invade the Abyss Realm in reverse, I thought about finding a way to break it, but in the end, I could only close the world behind the gate again."

"I hope you can go further than me and completely solve this world."

The gray mist surrounding the Lord of the Underworld had noticeably thinned, and his voice seemed to be fading into the distance.

Lin Beixuan looked at the three Lords of the Underworld and found that their figures were fading. The person he was waiting for had been found, and his obsession was slowly dissipating.

At the last moment, the Lord of the Underworld stared at Lin Beixuan and said, "The laws governing the operation of this world are full of malice and destruction. Behind this, there is often an unbalanced origin. The Jionghai, Wuchi, and even demon gods grow under the unbalanced origin, and their lives are already linked to this world."

"Therefore, when the origin of this world can no longer support their growth, it needs to rely on constantly plundering other worlds, destroying them, and absorbing new unbalanced origins from them."

"These are some of my understandings after entering this field, and I hope they will be helpful to you."

The voice of the Lord of the Underworld grew fainter and fainter until it disappeared completely.

Perhaps in his view, the essence of life is nothing more than existence, continuation, and even extinction; birth and death are merely transformations and disappearances in a certain ideological sense.

When his obsession disappears, he may die, or he may return to the secular world and exist from another perspective.

"Let's go!"

Lin Beixuan watched silently as the three Lords of the Underworld transformed into three balls of Netherfire.

The three balls of Netherfire slowly burned, transforming from a wisp of spark into a raging inferno. Vast divine power emanated from the flames, turning into tornadoes that attacked Lin Beixuan.

The voice of the Lord of the Underworld appeared in Lin Beixuan's mind.

"This is our last strength, catch!"

Lin Beixuan knew what was about to happen, so he didn't dodge and let the divine power sweep over him.

When the first divine power touched his body, it was as if a raging fire had touched an icy spring, producing intense heat and repulsion.

The power from the Lord of Fengdu is like a blazing sun, sweeping away all evil spirits, yet it also contains the opposite, dark divine power.

At this moment, Lin Beixuan's body was like a sponge constantly sucking, with all the pores of his body opening up to transform and absorb the opponent's tide of divine power.

Next was the man in brocade robes, and only then did Lin Beixuan finally realize who he was.

The Eastern Peak Emperor of the Underworld is an important figure in charge of the reincarnation of beings in the Underworld.

His power leaned more towards the power of reincarnation. The moment he touched Lin Beixuan's power, he merged into it without any hindrance, like consolidating a foundation, raising Lin Beixuan's divine power layer by layer.

At the same time, Lin Beixuan's cultivation level was also rising at an alarming rate.

Even though he had just entered the Great Luo Realm, his divine power was already like the endless waters of the Styx River, and he had even more control over his soul.

Finally, the power of the Lord of the Underworld surged into Lin Beixuan's body from the top of his head.

The Book of Life and Death and the Soul-Catching Pen trembled violently in his incense-burning temple, emitting a dazzling light.

As divine power surged in, the previously blurred words on the Book of Life and Death became clear, and new runes even slowly emerged on the page, emanating a deeper aura of reincarnation.

The tip of the Soul-Snatching Brush became even more lustrous, as if countless living beings willingly transformed into black ink, gladly writing under its brush.

Feeling the power rising within him, Lin Beixuan was deeply shocked.

The Lord of Fengdu and the Emperor of Dongyue already possessed the strength of a mortal ruler, while the Lord of the Underworld had even touched upon the Heavenly Dao and was already vaguely capable of breaking through the upper limit of a mortal ruler.

Although this was only a wisp of the essence that the three of them left behind to maintain their obsession, it still caused Lin Beixuan's strength to continue to rise, and there were faint signs that he was about to break through to the Saint Realm.

More importantly, with the integration of divine power, the Lord of the Underworld's understanding of the origin of the world behind the gate was also imprinted into his mind like a brand.

He seemed to see the unbalanced origin of the world behind the door turning like a millstone, and he saw how Jionghai, Wuchi, and the demons maintained their own existence by destroying other worlds and transforming them into unbalanced origins.

"So that's how it is!" Lin Beixuan murmured to himself, a flash of understanding appearing in his eyes.

"To completely solve the problem of the world behind the gate, it's not as simple as just killing all the creatures in the world behind the gate; we need to eradicate it at its root."

"The so-called gate is nothing more than a derivative of the will of the Heavenly Dao of the world behind the gate. The more arid the world is, the more it yearns for a vibrant world. It wants to save itself from its imbalance, but it has no way to do so."

Because this world was already connected to life born from imbalance, the gates it created not only failed to bring life to themselves, but instead allowed the seventy-two demon gods to spread imbalance to other worlds.

As the last wisp of divine power merged into his body, Lin Beixuan's aura stabilized. Although he had not yet fully broken through to the Saint Realm, his strength had far surpassed what it had been before.

He looked down at the Book of Life and Death and the Soul-Hooking Pen in his hands. These two objects were now radiating a light that perfectly matched his aura, as if they had become one with him.

"The Book of Life and Death and the Soul-Hooking Brush were originally the natal objects of the Lord of the Underworld. After his essence merged with mine, I was able to completely control these two things."

"Not only that, even the God-Slaying Sword fully recognized me and unlocked all its laws and authority for me."

"The so-called 'Godslayer' doesn't kill mortal gods, but rather demon gods from the Abyss!"

Suddenly, a rumbling sound came from the altar. Lin Beixuan opened his eyes and saw that the entire altar was beginning to crack and collapse.

The firelight in the eyes of the statue of the Lord of the Underworld had disappeared, as if it had exhausted its last bit of power.

Lin Beixuan turned his head and looked in a distant direction.

A terrifying aura rushed in from afar, carrying a chilling killing intent, hovering like a steel needle between his brows.

(End of this chapter)