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Chapter 215 A Chance Encounter, an Inextricable Tangle

Zhang Yuanbo, the Plague King, spoke humbly, but everyone present was a demon who had lived for thousands of years; how could they possibly believe his nonsense?

However, of the six Heavenly Ghost Kings and eight Ghost Generals, only five Plague Lords were formally incorporated into the army; the names of the other nine remained unknown in the real world. Therefore, even with their great supernatural powers and resourcefulness, if they did not understand the meaning of "truth," they would never see through the schemes of the Spring Plague Lord Zhang Yuanbo, and would forever be unable to escape this calamity, facing only death!

Zhang Yuanbo feigned distress and said, "Gentlemen, I've already found out the name and details of that minor deity on Taodu Mountain!"

Upon hearing Zhang Yuanbo's words, the Ghost General Wan Gu Gong, who had just retorted to Zhang Yuanbo, asked, "What is your background and origin?"

Ghost General Wan Gu Gong is a god worshipped by the barbarian tribes of Shudu, and is skilled in making Gu poison.

Seeing that he had aroused Wan Gu Gong's curiosity, Zhang Yuanbo said, "This little god himself is not very strong. He has not even survived the Three Calamities and does not belong to any sect."

Upon hearing Zhang Yuanbo's words, the surrounding ghost generals were all incredulous and exclaimed, "How is this possible!"

Zhang Yuanbo solemnly declared, "I swear to Heaven that if this is a lie, I will be punished by Heaven!"

Since Zhang Yuanbo had sworn such an oath, the surrounding ghost generals and ghost kings had no choice but to believe him.

At this moment, the consciousnesses of the other Autumn Plague Lords, Winter Plague Lords, and Middle Plague Lords also descended into their avatars.

Ao Peng is now assisting Zhang Daoling in suppressing their clones in the Journey to the West world ahead of schedule, which is more harmful than beneficial to them. Naturally, none of them want Ao Peng to have an easy time.

So Shi Wenye, the Plague King, said to Zhang Yuanbo, "Brother Zhang, please continue."

Zhang Yuanbo continued, "Our actions in Chengdu, which reversed Yin and Yang, are the fault of the Netherworld. That is why we have enjoyed this carefree life for the past hundred years."

The plague gods remained silent, while the ghost generals, upon hearing this, felt that the argument made sense, but also harbored a sense of unwillingness to admit defeat.

It was because Sun Wukong altered the Book of Life and Death a hundred years ago that chaos ensued in the underworld. The filthy ghosts surged from the sea of ​​the underworld, their souls homeless, which gave these ghost generals an opportunity to overcome the three calamities and thus reverse Yin and Yang in this place, even disobeying the orders of Yama.

Of course, part of the reason for this was that at that time, the Han people revered ghosts and respected the dead, believing that people could still cultivate immortality and transcend the bondage of the underworld after death.

But it was precisely because they had obtained supernatural powers that these ghost generals became increasingly rampant. They couldn't let go of the power they held, and relying on their great supernatural abilities, even though they knew that Zhang Tianshi had received Laozi's decree, they still tried to fight him. In the end, they were all wiped out.

"However, although the Yama Palace is currently preoccupied with its own problems, some powerful gods in the ancient Netherworld have become impatient and have therefore used this minor god to test us."

Ghost General Wan Gu Gong's expression also became slightly serious. "Shen Tu and Yu Lei?"

Although he hadn't figured out Ao Peng's background in the past few days, he had found out the origins of the two ancient Netherworld Gods, Shen Tu and Yu Lei.

"Exactly."

Zhang Yuanbo dared not be negligent. "Those two are ancient gatekeepers of Youdu. Their original divine duty is to guard the underworld. However, they were injured in the ancient war and fell into a state of neither life nor death. The reason for helping that minor god today is to use the power of the rules of Yin and Yang to restore their ancient injuries and help them get out of their predicament."

Upon hearing Zhang Yuanbo's reply, the other ghost generals sneered, "So they really wanted to help the world, but it turns out they're just like us, only wanting to seize power in this world. But why is their path right and ours wrong?"

Zhang Yuanbo quickly raised his arm, cupping his paper fan in his hand, "Brothers, your insights are profound! As far as I know, although those two have suppressed my poor brother Liu, their strength is far from recovered, and they are still confined to the territory of Taodu Mountain. But if we allow them to continue to recover, I'm afraid we will be in grave danger!"

"Therefore, we must find an opportunity to surround and kill that minor deity to prevent him from causing further trouble."

Zhang Yuanbo's analysis was reasonable and well-founded. For the ghost generals, it was like a guillotine hanging around their necks. So even though they knew that Shen Tu and Yu Lei were ancient gods, they had no choice but to risk stroking the tiger's whiskers. There was simply no way out.

At this time, the other plague gods also received their respective messages and temporarily formed a temporary alliance with Zhang Yuanbo.

Zhongwenjun Shi Wenye said, "I have received news that a great treasure will appear in the blessed land of Qingcheng Mountain in the next few days. This treasure was specifically created to subdue us, so we absolutely cannot let him seize it!"

After Zhang Daoling resigned from his official post, he received Laozi's inheritance from Qingcheng Mountain. Several Plague Gods had already participated in this event in history.

Of course they wouldn't dare stop Zhang Daoling from obtaining Laozi's inheritance, but with Laozi's inheritance appearing in the world, there's a high probability that Ao Peng will be attracted to it. At that time, all they need to do is lure away Zhang Daoling's avatar at this moment and control that kid Ao Peng!

and……

Although the plague gods did not speak to each other in secret, they all had a plan in mind: to make use of these ghost generals who were destined to turn to ashes.

They couldn't kill Ao Peng, fearing it would cause them immense trouble, but these ghost generals, who were already on the verge of turning to ashes, weren't afraid to kill Ao Peng.

As expected, after hearing what Shi Wenye, the Plague King, said, Ghost General Wan Gu Gong was already itching to act. "If he dares to step out of Taodu Mountain, Qingcheng Mountain will be his burial ground!"

At this moment, at the foot of Mount Qingcheng, in a blessed land, where auspicious herbs and lingzhi mushrooms grew everywhere, an egg laid by the water suddenly moved. The egg was as white as jade, with serpent patterns swimming on it.

When this world suffered a natural disaster, Laozi transformed into Nuwa and borrowed Nuwa's divine power to mend the sky. Nuwa felt this and sent two spirit snakes to offer five-colored stones to help. One was called Tengshe, and the other was called Baixi. After they assisted in mending the sky, they laid an egg in this world and then left this world to report back to Nuwa.

Laozi, grateful for their help, placed the egg at his preaching place when he descended to the mortal realm, leaving behind an opportunity to help them a thousand years later.

At this moment, the egg hatched ahead of schedule due to the change of the seasons, revealing a small, snow-white snake. The snake swam around in the blessed land, where it could eat Ganoderma lucidum and Vermilion Fruit when it was hungry, and drink Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Milk when it was thirsty.

However, the little snake was naturally intelligent and had only been born recently. It was impossible for it to bear the loneliness. It happened to be the Shangsi Festival in the human world. Even in Qingcheng Mountain, a place of cultivation, it was bustling with noise and excitement. The voices outside reached into the cave and aroused the little snake's curiosity. So, the little snake could not bear the loneliness and swam out through a gap in the blessed land, wagging its little tail.

As the little snake slithered away, it left the blessed land. At the foot of the mountain, beside the marriage tree, an old fortune teller who was preparing to weave a red thread for marriage not only failed to finish but became increasingly disorganized, exclaiming in panic, "It's all messed up! It's a complete mess!"