He has been reincarnated through countless worlds, adorned with billions of mythological terms!

In the ninth dimension, all activities ceased simultaneously.

The River Styx no longer flows, and the Will-o'-the-Wisp Forest no longer burns.

The little ghosts playing on the riverbank froze in their running posture; the souls that had repeatedly died and resurrected in the tempering zone stopped moving; and the evil god-level ghosts that were evolving the laws opened their eyes at the same time.

Then, the process of returning to its original position began.

The nine dimensions collapsed from the outermost layer towards the center.

In the outermost three layers, trillions of ordinary Yin ghosts were the first to transform into the purest Yin energy particles.

The grayish-white mist peeled away from each of the ghostly spirits, like countless fine streams, converging from every corner of the nine dimensions toward the Netherworld Temple.

Then come the Souls and Spirits of the middle three layers.

Their spiritual structure is more solid than that of ordinary ghosts, and the light they emit when they collapse is more intense.

The dark gray souls transformed into dark gray pillars of light, while the Xiling transformed into nearly transparent ripples of nothingness, merging layer by layer into the ocean of Yin energy surging toward the core of the temple.

Among the innermost two layers, the return of Yi Po and the evil god-level Yin ghosts is the most spectacular.

Seventeen evil gods and demons simultaneously disintegrated: the six pairs of wings of the true god exploded into billions of golden rune fragments, the flesh and blood core of the flesh-maniac evil god transformed into a dark red nebula, and the sevenfold law halo of the original sin evil god collapsed into seven rainbows spanning the void.

Each time an evil god disintegrates, the entire Netherworld Kingdom trembles violently.

The nine dimensions themselves are also collapsing.

The law structures that Yun Yi personally built and that have evolved into countless branches over the millennia are peeling away layer by layer from the edges.

The dimensional wall shattered into countless tiny fragments of laws.

Each fragment reflects scenes from the Netherworld: the shimmering waves of the River Styx, the leaping flames in the Ghostfire Forest, the dark green light shimmering deep within the Netherworld Crystal Mine, and the splashes of yin energy from the little ghosts playing on the riverbank.

All the fragments were swept up by the sea of ​​yin energy and surged toward the core of the temple, like a grand but silent farewell.

The Netherworld Temple itself collapsed last.

This colossal palace, suspended in the center of the ninth dimension and condensed from pure Netherworld laws, gradually dissipated into layers of gray-white mist, starting from its top. The golden runes on the palace lit up one last time before vanishing, illuminating Yun Yi's expressionless face.

All Yin energy, all laws, all dimensions, and all the people of the underworld converged into Yun Yi's body.

He stood in the void, without any light, energy fluctuations, or even the slightest sense of presence.

He stood there like an ordinary boy, yet the entire void seemed to be silently revolving around him, as if he were the center of a giant vortex.

Then he raised his right hand, fingers slightly spread, and aimed it at his chest.

"The Netherworld, utterly destroyed."

His voice was very soft, as if he were talking about something trivial.

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly clenched his five fingers inward.

That hand pierced through his chest, through the deepest part of his spiritual structure, and also through the origin of the Netherworld Laws that had long since merged with him.

The yin energy in the palm and the yin energy in the body reverse simultaneously.

The two kinds of netherworld forces, sharing the same origin, used the core of the spirit body as their battlefield and launched a thorough and merciless mutual annihilation.

A grayish-white light exploded from his chest, expanding continuously in the void—from the size of a fist, to the size of a head, then to the size of a star, and finally to the size of the world.

Wherever the light passed, everything vanished: the dust of the void vanished, the floating remnants of the world vanished, and even the distant, undamaged void walls vanished.

This annihilation is different from the past.

In the past, annihilation only destroyed matter and energy; this time, it is erasing existence itself.

What is swallowed by light leaves no trace, no perceptible, memorable, or traceable cause and effect—it is completely erased from the level of existence.

Just as the light was about to engulf the entire void, Yun Yi sensed several fluctuations of will.

They are hidden very deep, within the lowest level of the laws of the Netherworld, in a deliberately ignored corner of his own soul.

At this moment, illuminated by the light of annihilation, these hidden wills finally had nowhere to hide and were forced to emerge from the shadows.

The moment they were exposed, Yun Yi finally understood why he had been unable to return after so long.

It turns out, it was all his own fault.

Because many reincarnators are scattered in other worlds, and some have never even found an authorized person.

They, along with their world, were slapped to death by him and ultimately became his ghosts.

They can't die, they simply can't die; they want to come back, but they can't.

They were unaware of his existence, only finding the world utterly terrifying.

So, the number of surviving reincarnators is indeed still more than ten.

Moreover, besides the reincarnators, there are also some outsiders in this world.

One of them is "Kuroshio," which is the Dark Technology Society.

They come from a technologically advanced alien world, and it is unknown how they explored to get here. They are currently just pioneers.

The will of the "otherworld traveler" is even more ancient.

They were the first explorers to enter this special microcosm, existing before the world split; after the world split, they were scattered into 1,700 fragmented worlds.

It wasn't until Yun Yi destroyed all the worlds that the fragments of these travelers' wills were reassembled.

As for the three authorized users—the silver-armored man, the bald, muscular man, and a third person he had never noticed before—Yun Yi was slightly surprised.

After witnessing his power, they did not choose to return, but instead stayed here. They even became his ghosts because they stayed in his territory.

The silver-armored man's trump card was used a thousand years ago.

Each of his clones possesses different hidden properties and is scattered across different worlds.

Before the original body dies, these clones will not know their true identity; at the moment the original body dies, a random clone will automatically awaken as the original body.

It was thanks to this life-saving mechanism that he escaped from Yun Yi's Netherworld Giant Palm.

The bald, muscular man represents the other extreme.

He appears to be a rough and rugged physical cultivator, but in reality, he specializes in the path of cause and effect and destiny.

Before being killed, he altered his own causal chain, erasing his presence from Yun Yi's perception, thus escaping death.

As for their purpose—the pride of those with authority makes them unwilling to slink back to the cycle of reincarnation, and they always want to find a chance to turn the tables.

But the moment they were transformed into ghosts, they understood that they could never defy the ruler of the underworld.

So they chose the most helpless but safest strategy: hide and wait for the right opportunity.

More precisely, it's about trying every possible way to get rid of the identity of a ghost.

They fear returning to the cycle of reincarnation as ghosts, for that would be the real crisis.

That's why they never used the Return Crystal.

The Black Tide and the Otherworld Travelers continuously send people from their respective worlds to try to find a way to break the Netherworld Domain.

However, every spies were transformed into ghosts the moment they entered the Netherworld.

They could do nothing, because before the Lord of the Underworld, the ghosts had no chance to resist.

After reading through these people's memories, Yun Yi remained silent for a moment.

He had considered many possibilities, but never this one.

Because he was too strong, his opponent remained hidden for a thousand years, never daring to make a move.

Even after becoming ghosts, they dared not cultivate, for fear of being too outstanding and attracting his attention.

For thousands of years, they lived at the very bottom of the underworld.

To hide their identities, many people even make a living by collecting recyclables.

That's just too miserable.

After a long while, Yun Yi simply sighed softly.

So be it.

No matter how long they hid or how many methods they used, it all became meaningless in the face of utter annihilation.

Anyway, they had already become his ghosts, and when he took them back, they couldn't resist.

They didn't even have time to consider using the Return Crystal.

So be it.

He withdrew his divine sense and stopped paying attention to the fragments of will struggling in the extinguishing light.

The silver-armored man's fragmented memories, the bald, muscular man's causal threads, the black tide's negative energy core, the otherworldly traveler's aggregated will—all the hidden details, all the schemes, all the struggles, all silently vanished into nothingness in the gloomy, extinguishing light.

Yun Yi looked down at his chest.

The wound he had pierced with his own palm was expanding at a visible rate.

At the edge of the crack, grayish-white fragments of spirit continued to peel away and dissipate, turning into the purest nothingness.

His ghostly body was collapsing, the origin of the laws was being annihilated, and his consciousness was gradually becoming blurred.

Finally, he completely vanished from the void.