I became a fox girl and was captured by the True Dragon Saint

87. King of Equality

"You will not be able to escape death even if you pretend to be a ghost!" Qian Duan said viciously, as if to give himself courage.

He was already certain in his heart that Jiang Ke'er must be an evil cultivator, and her behavior at this moment was just because she knew that she would not live long, so she was pretending to be a ghost to scare them.

Jiang Ke'er didn't care about Qian Duan's reaction. She was still thinking about what had happened here.

In addition to the seventy-two skeletons bound with chains in the forest, there were many other corpses. These corpses were in strange shapes and belonged to various races.

Apparently there had been a fierce battle here.

Continuing forward, Jiang Keer and the Jiugong Chamber of Commerce arrived at the foot of the mountain.

A straight path led to the palace on the top of the mountain, but at the entrance of the path, two giant axes crossed and blocked the way.

The three-meter-tall giant lowered his head, his scarlet fangs bared in his mouth, his eyes glowed green, and his stone head rumbled as the light swept over the people from the Jiugong Chamber of Commerce.

Qian Duan didn't even dare to breathe.

Although the Jiugong Chamber of Commerce has a powerful background and can call the wind and rain in the outside world, and no one dares to offend it, but when facing the relics of these powerful people from ancient times, his identity is of no use at all.

In particular, this is the legendary destination of the dead, and was once part of the underworld.

"I am Qian Duan, a junior, and I have come to visit the old place of Mingzhou and meet with all the seniors. Please accept these incense offerings."

Qian Duan was well prepared. He quickly took out a large amount of fine incense and tribute wine from his Qiankun bag. He respectfully inserted the incense into the ground in front of the stone statue and lit it, then poured the wine and offered it at the feet of the statue.

After finishing all this, Qian Duan just breathed a sigh of relief, but unexpectedly, a "clang" sound suddenly rang in his ears!

In the blink of an eye, the stone statue's axe was actually hanging above his head! Just a hair's breadth away, it would have chopped Qian Duan's head in half!

Qian Duan was so frightened that his whole body froze. He looked at the few strands of severed hair falling from his forehead in despair, and had no idea which step had gone wrong.

"Senior...Senior..." Qian Duan raised his head tremblingly, but saw that the two stone statues didn't even look at him!

The stone statue's hard face actually revealed an expression of respect at this moment, and it bowed to Jiang Ke'er with the courtesy of a subordinate!

"???"

"No need for formalities," Jiang Ke'er waved her hand, and the stone statue nodded its head obediently, then raised its body with a rumble, but the huge axe in its hand was still hanging above Qian Duan's head.

"You...what are you doing again?!" Qian Duan glared at Jiang Ke'er angrily. He wanted to explode, but his courage wouldn't allow him to do so... His legs were still weak, and facing the pressure from the two giant axes, he dared not move.

Jiang Keer laughed: "You bribed them in front of their boss, so of course they wanted to chop you off! Fortunately, they showed mercy. If it were me, you would definitely lose your head."

"Boss?" Qian Duan felt amused. "How dare a little evil cultivator like you call yourself their boss? Do you know who they serve?"

"Oh?" Jiang Ke'er raised her eyebrows curiously, "Who is it?"

Qian Duan was certain that it was Jiang Ke'er who was causing trouble again, so he was no longer afraid. He said confidently, "Their boss is one of the famous Ten Yama Kings, the Supreme Lord of Righteousness in the Ninth Hall! He is in charge of the Eighteenth Level of Hell, Avici Hell - King Pingdeng!"

Jiang Ke'er was shocked when she heard this: "Wow, this is really a big deal!"

"How dare you impersonate me? Be careful that King Pingdeng's subordinates will not tolerate this and throw you into the eighteenth level of hell to suffer endless torture!" Qian Duan said sarcastically.

"I dare not," Jiang Ke'er shook her head.

She waved her hand again, signaling the two stone door gods to raise their axes and let Qian Duan go for the time being.

Qian Duan then collapsed to the ground as if he had fainted.

Although Jiang Ke'er seemed to be able to control the two door gods to a certain extent, Qian Duan still did not think that Jiang Ke'er could threaten him.

These two door gods are capable men under the throne of King Pingdeng. They hold high positions and naturally would not be willing to be ordered around by a small evil cultivator... Therefore, Qian Duan believed that although Jiang Ke'er could use the secret method to scare him, she could not really control these two door gods to kill him.

Looking at the majestic and magnificent palace on the top of the mountain, which was still as magnificent as it was in the past, Qian Duan felt excited.

It’s finally here!

What does it matter if it was once the place of soul judgment? Today, I will strip it of all its treasures and bring it back to the Jiugong Chamber of Commerce to be auctioned and sold?

"Come on!"

Qian Duan waved his arm and led the monks of Jiugong Chamber of Commerce to set out on the mountain road impatiently, but they did not forget to let Jiang Ke'er and the other three walk in the front as cannon fodder.

This path is wide on both sides and does not seem to have any danger or ambush, but the ghost realm cannot be judged by common sense, so they are still very careful.

There were also piles of white bones on both sides of the mountain road, and it was obvious that this place was once part of the battlefield.

Jiang Keer was in mixed feelings.

What happened in the former Hades State?

As Hou Tu, what will I face?

"Hurry up!" Qian Duan pushed and urged.

Jiang Ke'er glanced at him expressionlessly but remained unmoved. She continued to walk forward slowly, thinking as she walked.

Qian Duan was very impatient, but he didn't dare to push too hard.

However, the mountain road was not too long, and the group finally reached the top of the mountain.

Jiang Ke'er looked down at the ground, and saw a broken plaque covered with dust, lying miserably on the ground.

Jiang Ke'er blew away the dust, revealing the three words "Wu Jian Palace" on the plaque.

Qian Duan and others didn't have the leisure to do so. They had already kicked open the door of Wujian Palace.

The layout inside the gate is similar to that of a government office in the human world.

This place still retains its original appearance. More than a dozen ghost messengers wearing old official robes are neatly lined up and kneeling at the head of the hall - where sits an old man with a dignified demeanor.

The bodies of the ghost messenger and the old man in the hall were not decayed and retained their appearance when they were alive.

The old man had a long beard, a square crown on his head, and a long robe. He held his hands in his sleeves and a tablet in his arms.

The wind outside the hall rushed into the hall, and the body and clothes of the ghost messenger turned into ashes and disappeared, but the old man was not affected at all. He stood motionless, with his sharp eyes staring at the direction of the hall door.

Qian Duan felt that his soul was about to be pierced by that gaze, and he couldn't help but feel terrified.

He waved towards the old man's body and said, "The dead are gone, but the living still have to make a living. Lord Pingdeng, please don't blame me..."

"Take the stuff and leave quickly!" Qian Duan gave the order.

"No," Jiang Ke'er stopped Qian Duan.

"No? Who do you think you are?" Qian Duan sneered, "Do you think this place is yours?"

As soon as Qian Duan finished speaking, his face suddenly turned as pale as paper.

The old man at the head of the hall stood up unsteadily, and a terrifying aura as vast as the sea of ​​stars burst out!

Alive, alive, alive...alive?!

The terrifying and powerful King Pingdeng who ruled the Avici Hell in ancient times...is alive?!

Under the influence of this momentum, Qian Duan didn't even dare to think of escaping.

No matter what you do, you will die. This is the difference between ants and elephants.

But just when all the monks of the Nine Palaces Chamber of Commerce were frantically thinking about how to explain to King Pingdeng in order to ask him to let them go...

King Pingdeng suddenly knelt down in the direction of everyone with a click!

To be precise, he knelt down in front of Jiang Keer.

He opened his mouth with difficulty, and his hoarse voice, but filled with supreme majesty, resounded throughout the hall.

"Your subordinate, the Ninth Palace Yama, the King of Equality, pays respect to His Majesty Hou Tu."

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(ps: I'll put off the third update for a bit. Gu Bai is the kind of lousy author who has to spend a whole day thinking about the second update before he dares to write it. The third update is simply too much... I'm a bit confused now, and I'm afraid that if I continue writing, it will affect the quality. I will definitely make up for this third update within the next few days.)

88. Avici Hell

Hou...Hou Tu?

What do you mean?

Qian Duan and all the members of the Jiugong Chamber of Commerce were all terrified, and what made them drop their jaws even more was King Pingdeng's kneeling.

The legendary strong man, one of the Ten Kings of Hell... How powerful could he be to make him kneel?

Then they saw Jiang Ke'er sigh softly, walk forward, and gently help King Pingdeng up.

Hey! Come back quickly! Do you think you can touch such a strong man?

"No need to be so polite. I have just succeeded to the throne of Hou Tu and cannot bear your kneeling." Jiang Ke'er said.

Hearing Jiang Keer's words, Qian Duan felt his head buzzing.

Hou Tu...refers to...her?!

In other words... I have been fighting with the master of the Underworld, the legendary Hou Tu?

No wonder she dared to say that she was the boss of the stone statue at the door!

Qian Duan was so scared that he almost peed himself.

That’s right, the boss of that stone statue is King Pingdeng…but the boss of King Pingdeng is her!!!

No, no, no, calm down, this must just be an illusion!

The Underworld has collapsed for many years, it is impossible for King Pingdeng to still be alive. She must be manipulating the corpses to act!

Fake! It's all fake!

If it is true, I will definitely die.

It’s better to strike first and gain the upper hand. I absolutely cannot let her play with me like this anymore...Go to hell!

"Let's attack together!" Qian Duan shouted, drew his sword and started slashing!

"presumptuous!"

King Pingdeng's eyes were wide open, and his roar resounded throughout the entire beginner realm. He actually used the sound waves to shock Qian Duan and a group of cultivators so much that their souls left their bodies!

Qian Duan floated in the air in a daze, looking at the body on the ground with blood coming out of seven holes. He struggled hard to get back, but he couldn't reach it no matter what.

"No, this is impossible, this is not true!" Qian Duan wailed.

"Senior, I heard that Yama can investigate the life deeds of the dead. In your opinion, what should be done with these people after they die?" Jiang Ke'er asked.

King Pingdeng stretched out his hand, and his palm swiftly and skillfully grabbed Qian Duan's soul. Qian Duan screamed immediately, and his entire soul was condensed and suppressed, gathering in King Pingdeng's palm, turning into a book with a scarlet cover.

When he saw the book for the first time, King Pingdeng frowned.

"Red cover, you must have done a lot of evil in your life, so you can be sent directly to the eighteen levels of hell. After being tortured, you will be sent to the lower reincarnation... But the reincarnation disk has collapsed, so you will be sent to hell first and wait for your fate."

It seems that the former Hades State also had a highly efficient set of work procedures, and one could basically judge a person's life experience just by the color of the cover.

But Jiang Ke'er thought of a question and couldn't help but ask solemnly: "How did the Underworld define 'evil' in the past? What kind of people are considered evil, and what kind of people are considered good..."

"It's up to you!" King Pingdeng replied respectfully.

Jiang Ke'er's heart was pounding and she took a breath.

She probably knew why Mingzhou was destroyed.

Everything in the world will eventually perish, and no living being wants to endure terrible punishment and torture after death.

Therefore, the rules set by the Underworld directly control the values ​​and behaviors of the creatures in the Yang World.

All living beings must act according to the standards of good and evil set by the Underworld, otherwise they will not have a good ending after death... In this way, the Underworld is equivalent to controlling the thoughts and operating rules of all living beings in the Nine Provinces!

Unless one lives as long as the sky and achieves immortality through cultivation.

So the monks are crazy about pursuing immortality, which is essentially an extreme fear of death and the afterlife...

As much as they desire eternal life, they despise the Underworld, so sooner or later the Underworld will be besieged by all living beings.

After all, this power is too great.

Jiang Keer's head was about to explode.

She suddenly felt that the name Hou Tu seemed to have a weight that she could not bear.

To rebuild the Netherworld means going against all living beings, and making the whole world our enemy!

But she was also deeply aware of the terrifying power represented by the position of Hou Tu.

It would be a real disaster if I gave up my duties as Hou Tu and allowed her to fall into the hands of a treacherous and evil person... or someone whose values ​​were completely contrary to my own!