The Eternal God Emperor Begins from the First Realm Breakthrough

Chapter 158 The Young Generation of Hell

In the Tianluo Divine Kingdom, Luo Qi walked out of the temple in loss.

The temple in front of us is the residence of the Goddess of Heavenly Sound, and is also the harem of Emperor Luo Yan.

Several years ago, the Goddess of Heavenly Sound announced that she would go into seclusion and disappeared from sight since then. Even Luo Qi, the daughter of the Goddess of Heavenly Sound, could not see her again.

Luo Qi is an extremely intelligent person, even her brother Luo Shengtian is far superior to her. With her identity, she can naturally come into contact with many gods of the Tianluo Divine Kingdom. From the attitudes of these gods, she keenly realized that the retreat of the Goddess Tianyin this time may not be that simple.

But Emperor Luo Yan kept silent about it, and she couldn't ask. Even if she did, she would not get a real answer.

Outside the temple, two female saint kings of the Rakshasa tribe were waiting here. Both of them were extremely beautiful, young, and extremely talented. They were the maids chosen by the Goddess of Tianyin for her.

"Your Highness, is the Goddess still in seclusion?" One of the blue-clothed female saint kings of the Rakshasa tribe asked carefully.

Luo Qi shook his head. "Mother is a deity. It's not uncommon for her to remain in seclusion for thousands of years. How could she come out so soon? Perhaps she has reached a critical juncture in her cultivation."

"Are you all ready? On this trip to the Kunlun Realm, the Tianluo Divine Kingdom, even if it doesn't take first place, must at least be among the top three."

"Princess, don't worry. The Holy Army has been assembled and the Great Prince of Blood Wing has also been dispatched. According to the plan of the gods, in this battle of merit in Kunlun Realm, our Rakshasa tribe will be mainly responsible for the southern region." Another female Saint King of the Rakshasa tribe, dressed in purple, answered respectfully.

Luo Qi nodded in satisfaction. "Let the Blood Wing Grand Prince lead his army to capture the cities of the Southern Territory and control the Southern Territory of Kunlun Realm as quickly as possible. In this battle, this princess will wash away the humiliation of the battle in the Ancestral Spirit Realm."

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Undead vampires, Blood Sky Tribe.

As the most capable general under the command of the great clan leader, Lord Xueyao is in charge of the Xuetian tribe's actions against the Kunlun Realm.

Lord Xueyao sat high on the throne, releasing infinite divine light. Below him sat several geniuses below the Great Sage of the Blood Sky Tribe.

His own sons Xue Tu and Xue Jue are the first among the Great Sages in the Xue Chen family.

"Xue Chen, Xue Tu, on this trip to Kunlun Realm, you two will be the commanders of the Xuetian Tribe. I hope you won't disappoint me and the Great Tribe Master."

"I believe you've all heard the rumors. The Lord of Disaster has announced that at the Heavenly Hunting Banquet a few years from now, the Temple of Destiny will select a group of Fate Daoists to be personally trained by the Lord of Destiny. If you perform well enough on the battlefields of Kunlun Realm, I will guarantee your qualification to attend the Heavenly Hunting Banquet.

Even the Great Clan Leader will personally come forward and recommend you two to the Lord of Misfortune. This is a great opportunity you may never encounter again in your lifetime, so seize it well."

Both Xuechen Tianjun and Xuetu were excited. The legend of the Taoist Master of Destiny had been spreading like wildfire in the underworld in recent years. Now that it was confirmed by Xueyao Shenjun, how could they not be excited?

Becoming a son of destiny is equivalent to becoming a disciple of the God of Disaster.

What kind of figure is Lord Huo Ze? In today's hell, if Yin Xuetian does not come out, even the reputations of Tianmu and Fengdu Emperor will be slightly overshadowed by Lord Huo Ze. He is the well-deserved leader of the Temple of Destiny.

If one becomes a disciple of Lord Huo Ze, with the countless resources of the Temple of Destiny behind him, not only will he be able to become a god in the future, but even after becoming a god, he will have a smooth road ahead of him, which is a true path to the highest realm.

"Father God, rest assured. Xue Tu will live up to his mission. This battle will surely bring victory to the Xue Tian tribe."

"Don't worry, God, Xue Chen will not disappoint God and the God of War."

The two were eager to fight and couldn't wait to set off for Kunlun Realm.

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Outside the abyss of darkness, two identical young figures looked at the endless darkness, with Buddha's light occasionally flashing in their eyes, and the power of Yama emanating from their bodies. The Buddhist way and the way of Yama were fused in one person, which looked very strange.

The figure of Wuqing Zong appeared at the side and said calmly: "Wushen, the Kunlun Realm Merit War is about to begin. Are you planning to leave?"

The two Yan Wushen turned around and smiled, saying, "Of course. I have waited for so long in the Nine-Step Saint King Land just for such an opportunity. The Kunlun Realm is an eternal and indestructible world with a profound heritage and countless opportunities. Perhaps I can find the treasure that will help me take the final step."

The Wuqing Sect was silent for a moment, then sighed softly, "With your talent, if you stayed in the Yama Heaven, you wouldn't need to find these resources yourself. The clan's gods will find treasures for you to help you cultivate."

Upon hearing this, Yan Wushen's good body said, "Since Wushen was born into the Dark Abyss Yan family, he is a descendant of the Dark Abyss Yan family. Yanluo Tianwaitian is just a fellow clansman to me." His evil body also said, "Relying on elders for all resources will only make you a delicate flower in a greenhouse. Without experiencing the hardships of wind and rain, how can you achieve great success? Wushen has achieved what he has today by relying on the tempering of hundreds of battles. My path lies under my own feet, relying on my own fists. Why do I need help from others?"

Wuqing Zong smiled and nodded, very satisfied with Yan Wushen, the talented younger generation. Not only was he extremely talented, but his temperament and personality were also very much to his liking.

He himself is such a person, otherwise why would he have left the Yama Heaven alone with his own lineage of the Yan family and come to the barren land on the edge of the abyss of darkness?

Buddhas fight for a stick of incense, people fight for a breath, and for those who practice cultivation, the breath in their hearts is the greatest motivation for seeking the Tao.

"Let's not even talk about Yama's outer heaven, but why did you refuse when the Temple of Destiny came to recruit you?"

"I don't believe in fate. Fate should only be in my own hands. Joining the Temple of Fate conflicts with my heart of Taoism." Yan Wushen Shanshen said.

In the underworld, saying that you don't believe in fate is enough to cause an uproar, but here there are only the Wuqing Sect and Yan Wushen, so it's not a big deal.

"As cultivators of my generation, we naturally shouldn't believe in fate. If our destiny is already determined, what's the point of practicing? However, befriending the Temple of Destiny will only benefit you, not harm you. Your talent is unprecedented in my lifetime. In my opinion, even the likes of Huang Tian, ​​Xue Jue, and Xuan Yi are not as good as you. Your current cultivation is still weak, and you can't threaten those bigwigs. When you grow up and achieve the divine realm, and begin to show your prowess in the universe, many old guys may not want to see you grow up.

Xue Jue is overbearing, and Huang Tian is even more apathetic. They've been able to cultivate to this point, one with the backing of the Undying War God and the Temple of Destiny, the other with the support of Stone Ancestor. I've now left Yanluo Tianwai Tian. Although the Dark Abyss Yan Clan and Yanluo Tianwai Tian are ostensibly one family, if you encounter a crisis in the future, whether Yanluo Tianwai Tian will help you remains unknown."

"The Lord of Misfortune in the Temple of Destiny is a great leader, no ordinary person. He will most likely become the leader of the Hell Realm in the future. The recent rumors about the Daozi of Destiny prove that the Lord of Misfortune has the intention of cultivating the younger generation of the Hell Realm.

The Daozi of Fate uses the name "fate," but does not require true worship at the Temple of Fate, nor does it require belief in fate. "Wushen, I hope you can strive for the position of Daozi of Fate. Becoming a Daozi is equivalent to being a disciple of the God of Disaster. In the future, no matter who wants to attack you, they will need to consider the wrath of the God of Disaster and the Temple of Fate."

Yan Wushen was silent for a long time before nodding in agreement. "Wushen understands. After the battle in Kunlun Realm is over, I will fully prepare for the Hunting Heaven Feast and take the position of Daozi."

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After the news of Kunlun Realm being reduced to a battlefield of merit spread, the holy realm cultivators of the ten clans of Hell all set out in large numbers. The geniuses hoped to become famous, while even more hoped to grab enough scarce resources from Kunlun Realm, this eternal and indestructible world.

Don’t you see, with one move, Lord Huo Ze obtained three treasures from the Kunlun Realm: the Dao Soul Platform, the Heavenly Demon Stone Carving, and the Sword Pavilion. The treasures in the Kunlun Realm are far more than these. There are the inheritance of the Heavenly Lord, the Taoist tradition of the ancient gods, the divine weapons, the supreme holy weapons, the legendary holy medicines, each of which is a treasure that is hard to find in the world, and the gods of the ten tribes are all excited about it.

In comparison, the Temple of Destiny seemed much more indifferent to this. Perhaps it was because the Lord of Misfortune had already taken action not long ago. Although he obtained several treasures, he was ultimately unable to rescue the Lord of Void from the Netherworld Dungeon.

For an existence like Lord Huo Ze, a ruined Kunlun Realm is simply not worthy of being presented. Only Lord Xu can make him pay attention to it. Now that the Netherworld Dungeon has been taken away by Lord Wudao, the gods of the Temple of Destiny naturally have little interest in the Kunlun Realm.

Even so, many holy realm monks from the Temple of Destiny took the initiative to go to the Kunlun Realm to participate in the war.

Outside the teleportation array of the Ministry of Destiny, tens of thousands of holy realm monks from the Temple of Destiny gathered here. They came from the three departments and twelve palaces, ranging from saints to demigods.

Prajna stood among a group of monks, wearing a white robe of destiny, looking quite extraordinary.

As a registered disciple of Lord Huo Ze, she holds a very transcendent status in the Temple of Destiny and is regarded as one of the candidates for the next generation of goddess of the Temple of Destiny. She is surrounded by the three upper tribes of the Hell Realm and a group of geniuses from the Temple of Destiny.

The Source Demon God was born in the Dead Clan and is the son of the True God of the Dead Clan. He should not have appeared in the Destiny Department of the Temple of Destiny. He came here only for Prajna.

"Prajna, on this trip to Kunlun Realm, you will come with me to the Dead Clan's base camp in the Northern Territory. With me here, I will ensure that your trip to Kunlun Realm is fruitful."

Prajna holds a white jade rosary in her hand. Although she is from the underworld, she has Buddha nature. She has practiced in the Five Realms for many years and has been guided by Hai Shang Youruo. Her cultivation level has reached the level of the Nine-Step Holy King. She has shown amazing talent in the way of destiny and Buddhism, and there is a great possibility that she will become a god in the future.

Looking at the space teleportation array leading to the Kunlun Realm in front of her, an inexplicable color flashed in Prajna's eyes.

The figure of the woman named Huang Yanchen appeared in her mind. She wondered whether she was still the Huang Yanchen of the past.

Is Kunlun Realm still her homeland?

Her master brought her out of the Netherworld dungeon, taught her the way of cultivation, and brought her to where she is today. How could she let her down and betray her?

The Kunlun Realm and the Temple of Destiny were like two separate worlds at this moment, pulling Prajna's mind apart, and she didn't know where to go.

(End of this chapter)