Jackie Chan Adventures: I have everything I need now.

Sitting in the main seat, he looked down at the trembling leader of the Shu Mountain Sect below.

"Immortal, this gate of hell is not one I can tread upon, you..."

Looking at the token representing the Heavenly Court at Shen Du's waist, the head of the Shu Mountain Sect said humbly.

"Just because you can't go, doesn't mean I can't go?!"

His eyes narrowed, and his tone changed instantly.

"Yes, yes, yes, of course the immortal can go to the gates of hell."

"But the Gates of Hell only appear at sunset, and it's morning now, so we can't go, Immortal!"

After the other party's explanation, I finally understood when the Gates of Hell would appear.

"Location!"

Shen Du said calmly.

"Location.Location"

After pondering for a moment, the head of the Shu Mountain Sect spoke up, “Immortal, at sunset, the place where shadow and sunlight meet is when the gates of hell open wide.”

"As for the exact location, we do not know."

"After all, we are all living people, and no one has time to look for the location of the Gates of Hell."

After saying that, the Shushan Sect Leader looked at the elders beside him.

The elders all nodded in agreement.

"okay!"

Now that things have come to this, the quickest way is probably to wait until sunset before heading to the gates of hell.

Subsequently, the sect leader and elders of Shushan withdrew from the main hall of Shushan.

"At sunset."

"Sunset, sunset!"

He muttered to himself, then closed his eyes to rest.

He had other ways to get to the Netherworld, but this was the easiest and least troublesome one.

For example, travel to the four seas to find the Four Seas Dragon Kings, who are also dragons.

As one of the celestial beings of Heaven, they naturally knew how to travel to the underworld.

In addition, you can also visit Mount Tai, one of the four sacred mountains in China.

In mythology, the Great Emperor of Mount Tai, the Eastern Peak, controls the entrance to a netherworld.

But if I'm not familiar with the other person, I won't go.

Furthermore, the art of communicating with spirits is also a good method.

Such magic also exists in the Shu Mountains.

Although this is a minor technique of the Seventy-Two Transformations of Earthly Fiends, it has been widely spread.

But now, we are just waiting for sunset, the moment when the gates of hell will appear in the world.

Chapter 256 Meng Po? Calm Down! Born into scheming, the future is unknown.

The Divine Land of Dongsheng.

As sunset approaches, shadows begin to fall.

The light of the sun and moon converged between a mountain range, and in an instant, yin energy burst forth, and endless red spider lilies sprouted and covered the earth.

On the other side, there is a gate called the Gate of Ghosts, which is also the place where the Yin and Yang realms meet.

As the gates of hell opened, a figure slowly emerged from not far away.

"Immortal, that is the Gate of Hell leading to the Netherworld."

"Once you step into that place, you will be on your way to the underworld."

The head of the Shu Mountain sect spoke calmly, showing no surprise at the appearance of the Gates of Hell.

He was, after all, a cultivator, with the celestial gods above him. He had nothing to fear about the underworld; he was no ordinary mortal.

"Okay, you can go back."

Shen Du said something indifferently, and his figure transformed into a beam of golden light, heading straight for the Gates of Hell.

In the blink of an eye, the person was gone.

They have fully entered the cycle of reincarnation in the netherworld.

"hiss!"

"It's so cold!"

"If I stay here any longer, my cultivation will likely suffer. I'd better leave quickly!"

After muttering something, the head of the Shu Mountain sect quickly flew away on his sword.

"..."

The Nine Netherworlds, the Land of the Underworld.

A beam of golden light shot straight into the Netherworld, its golden radiance causing the surrounding ghosts to wail in agony, and some even turning into dust and vanishing into nothingness.

This scene shocked the Ten Kings of Hell and the Five Ghost Emperors of the Underworld.

Just as they were about to send troops to capture this trespasser, they sensed the peak strength of a Great Luo Golden Immortal on his body and immediately lost heart.

They hurriedly rushed towards the sacred site of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, someone has trespassed into the underworld. We beseech the Bodhisattva to intervene and suppress them!"

"Bodhisattva, he has disrupted the order of the underworld, and his crime is unforgivable. We beg the Bodhisattva to intervene!"

"We are too weak to suppress that scoundrel. We beseech Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to intervene!"

"..."

The Five Ghost Emperors and the Ten Kings of Hell all cried out in lament.

If you know you can't beat the other person, but you still insist on going, then you're just asking for death.

"This"

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's heart trembled. Observing the aura of the person who had broken into the Nine Netherworld, he realized that the person possessed the strength of a peak Great Luo Golden Immortal.

Even if he were to take action, he might not be able to defeat that person.

“Bodhisattva, the trespasser is the Sun Lord of Heaven. I do not know what he seeks.”

Seeing that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's gaze fell upon Di Ting on his body, he quickly used his innate supernatural powers to investigate the cause of this incident and spoke.

Is that so?

After Ksitigarbha murmured something, he glanced at the Ten Kings of Hell and said calmly, "Amitabha, my divine beast Di Ting just told me that the visitor is the Sun Lord of the Heavenly Court, so you have no need to worry."

"Just go and greet that star lord."

Upon hearing this, the Ten Kings of Hell and the Five Ghost Emperors finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It turns out it was someone from Heaven who caused them so much worry.

You should know that the underworld doesn't just randomly take away souls.

It would be bad to accidentally provoke a powerful figure.

In particular, the descendants of the Great Luo Golden Immortals—every Great Luo Golden Immortal has a registered name in the Heavenly Court, and their descendants enjoy longevity.

Even when one's lifespan has come to an end, the underworld cannot go there to collect souls.

Unless they are descendants of a Great Immortal, they deserve to be struck down and killed because they cannot pass the Heavenly Tribulation.

Their unprovoked attempts to collect souls would enrage even a Great Immortal.

After all, even those major powers with quasi-saint level beings are unwilling to easily provoke a Grand Luo Golden Immortal.

In general, it's about interpersonal relationships and social etiquette.

The underworld has many messy accounts, which were created by certain immortals and gods and nominal Grand Luo Golden Immortals.

If you provoke a Grand Luo Golden Immortal, and others storm the Underworld and cause chaos, that Grand Luo Golden Immortal might eventually be suppressed, but there will be far too much trouble.

To avoid trouble, the underworld turns a blind eye, which is fine.

Upon learning the identity of the visitor, the Ten Kings of Hell and the Five Ghost Emperors were all relieved.

Surely the people of Heaven wouldn't lay a hand on them, would they?!

After returning to their respective palaces, they awaited the arrival of the divine capital.

In reality, the gods stopped before even reaching the Yama King's Palace, proving that the Ten Kings of Hell and the Five Ghost Emperors were worrying unnecessarily.

"Miss."

Having stepped into the Gates of Hell and arrived at the capital city by the River of Oblivion, he stopped in his tracks, lowered his eyes, and looked respectfully at Meng Po, who was serving soup to the ghosts.

Knowing some things, Shen Du guessed, even without much speculation, who Meng Po, who brews the Meng Po soup for the ghosts of the Three Realms, really was.

Who has the ability to make someone forget their past life memories?

Besides the Primordial Golden Immortal and the Heavenly Dao Saint, are there any others?!

"This old woman is just a soup-making woman, how could she be an empress?"

"You're joking, expert."

Would you like a bowl of Meng Po soup?

As they were talking, Meng Po ladled out a bowl of colorless and tasteless Meng Po soup and handed it to Shen Du.

"Forehead"

Even the gods couldn't help but take a half step back. To a Great Immortal like Meng Po's Soup, it was no different from ordinary tea.

The problem is, even a god wouldn't dare drink the Meng Po soup brewed by a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.