Chapter 285 Earthshaking

Chapter 285 Earthshaking

Chapter 285 Earthshaking
The light in front of his eyes suddenly turned dark and then bright again, but Li Wuxiang did not rush to open his eyes because he had already guessed where he was now.

He smelled a kind of decayed smell, but it didn't make him feel uncomfortable. This kind of decay was cold, sharp, and fresh, as if it still contained hidden vitality.

He heard low whispers, like the talk in a dream, from the many ghosts wandering around him. They were lingering around him, moving and hesitating, as if they were attracted by his breath, but afraid of something and dared not approach.

He opened his eyes and saw the deep and dark death energy and the Donghuang Seal wrapped in the death energy.

This is the lower realm of Youjiuyuan, the battlefield where Li Ye and Dutian Siming had fought before. The dead souls wrapped in the pervasive death aura are the remnants of the past Sword Sect disciples who were summoned by Li Ye in Yedu and killed by Dutian Siming.

He landed beside the East Emperor Seal and felt that the true spirit left by Li Ye in his body began to resonate with it. A sense of familiarity arose spontaneously - the true spirit showed the location of the Taiyi Sect's Netherworld Fragments through the East Emperor Seal.

But Li Wuxiang did not rush to reach out his hand, but silently felt the mark left by another true spirit in his body - Jiang Jie.

He sent himself away and fought with the descended Siming Zhenjun alone. Li Wuxiang knew that Siming Zhenjun should not have gained the upper hand, so Zhao Kui later got the position of Kitchen God, was invited down in Jinshui, and was destroyed by himself.

But because of this, Jiang Jie should really be annihilated. If he still had some strength left, he would never allow Zhao Kui to retain some of Siming Zhenjun's authority and become a wild god of Lingshan.

He didn't know how much time had passed since he was taken away from Dajie Mountain by Li Ye... In terms of real-world time, perhaps only one or two days.

But now he felt a sense of vicissitudes in his heart, as if a lifetime had passed.

Donghuang Taiyi and Dutian Siming, two emperors who were almost the strongest in the world, both fell. Even Jiang Jie, the number one yang god in the world, was powerless in the face of luck and power and could only sacrifice himself.

This made him feel that the past, present and future were all as dark and gloomy as the lower world of the Nether Abyss.

And Li Ye said that he would use the Eastern Emperor Seal to confer a True Immortal status on himself...

He could now feel the power in the East Emperor Seal. It was like a tiny seed of life hidden in a boulder. As long as he thought about it, the East Emperor Seal would make the seed germinate and use its last bit of strength to squeeze out a crack and a space in the boulder.

The true immortal is about to touch the destiny of heaven, but Li Wuxiang doesn't know what he will want to do or what power he will have if he becomes an immortal in the future.

In fact, I am like a jinx. He thought sadly in his heart, wherever I go, there are disasters, killings, and deaths. In this life, just like the last one, I seem to only know how to destroy and ruin, and can't do anything else.

In the previous life, the term "jinx" was a comet, and I really look like a comet. When he thought of this, he couldn't help but smile sadly in his heart - comets are just passers-by in the world, and they are incompatible with this world, and so am I...

His heart shuddered, and he suddenly realized that now was not the time to think about random things - Li Ye had told him that when one has reached a very high level of cultivation, one should not make random wishes.

But it seems too late.

He felt that the seed in his divine consciousness had sprouted in some remote and dark place - this seed was born in the world's endless death, killing, and sea of ​​blood, and contained a cruel and tyrannical destructive force in its pale decay.

Li Wuxiang's mind was captured by this power in an instant, and his depression and melancholy were like dark clouds in the sky, swept away by the violent wind.

He felt his heart was clear, as if the universe was clear. He could sense that somewhere in the high and distant sky, that kind of power was hiding and accumulating, waiting for the earth fire to trigger the sky thunder, waiting for the moment when he would take the throne!
This is...my...future...authority! ?

He raised his hand unconsciously and touched the East Emperor Seal.

A soundless roar that shook the universe spread out. At this moment, his divine sense followed the roar and immediately drew in the surroundings. He then saw the entire Netherworld Abyss and the Netherworld Remnant Scroll.

It was not a torn book as Lou He said.

In fact, Li Wuxiang and the people of the Sword Sect had seen it and been in it a long time ago - it was the outer layer that wrapped around You Jiuyuan... The entire You Jiuyuan was in the Netherworld Fragments!
Li Wuxiang didn't know how big this thing was... When he first came to the ruins of the old capital of the Ye Dynasty in Youjiuyuan, he saw a scene in the distance - a bunch of towns connected together, with no end in sight. At that time, he thought it was a background, a dead object, and an illusion.

But now, through the little bit of true spirit left by Li Ye, he understood - those scenes were also part of You Jiuyuan, part of the Netherworld Fragments, and scenes of countless times preserved in these fragments!
The true spirit drove him to raise his hand and touch the East Emperor Seal again.

Thus, the beautiful mountain scenery on the peaks of Youjiuyuan suddenly disappeared, and the appearance of the surrounding old capital of Ye Dynasty disappeared - they became the dilapidated scene that Li Wuxiang saw when he lurked back from the deathly aura that day, as if they had experienced the invasion of endless years of vicissitudes in an instant.

A thin booklet was now in his hands.

It looked broken and had curled corners, as if it had been flipped through countless times, but its surface emitted a faint golden glow.

Li Wuxiang raised his hand to turn the book, but it seemed to be made of iron, and his fingertips could not move it at all. At this time, the little bit of true spirit left by Li Ye infused his whole body, and the book suddenly became thin - Li Wuxiang turned to the first page.

The first page was blank, but he felt that what he saw was not a blank. The first page was also the last page, containing endless information - mountains and rivers, geography, birds and beasts, villages and towns... This was recorded by many swordsmen who traveled to areas outside the Central Continent over the past three thousand years!

At this moment, under the urging of Li Ye's true spirit, these things seemed to be alive, as if they were full of water, and were expanding eagerly, waiting to stretch out and waiting for the order from the East Emperor Seal.

Li Wuxiang felt his fingertips trembling, as if he was about to run out of strength. But he knew clearly that it was not his own strength that was about to be exhausted, but the last trace of Li Ye left in this world, his true spirit.

He allowed himself only a moment to pause and mourn, then closed the book.

The last bit of the Emperor's magical power turned into nothingness, and Li Wuxiang felt the whole world shaking. An indescribable force pulled the present world towards a certain place until it was exhausted, until some more powerful force blocked it.

Then Li Wuxiang could no longer feel Li Ye's true spirit in his body, but he felt the vigorous vitality filling the heaven and earth, as if it were reborn from the fire somewhere in the future... The fragments of the Netherworld reconstructed the non-teaching areas of this world that would be destroyed by catastrophe fire in the future.

This was accomplished with the last bit of Li Ye's magical power, but it was also accomplished with words and writing by swordsmen of all generations as they traveled around the world - they didn't know why they recorded these, but in this unconsciousness, they guarded the last bit of life in this world.

The stone chamber fell silent, and Li Wuxiang stood there in silence for a moment.

He knew what was going to happen next, and didn't want to do it right away. However, the little bit of true spirit left by Jiang Jie penetrated his whole body, and it drove him to raise his hand and touch the East Emperor Seal like an instinct. Then the life and death order hidden in his left eye socket penetrated time and space, and in the face of this true spirit power, it arrived in an instant -

The dark token appeared in his palm, and a majestic thought echoed decisively in his consciousness -

Use seal!

Li Wuxiang clenched his teeth, relaxed his mind, and completely handed the Yin Spirit over to Jiang Jie's true spirit.

Then the East Emperor Seal burst into brilliance, and somewhere below the lower realm of Youjiuyuan, a huge vortex slowly opened up, and then death energy gushed out!

He could sense it, but he couldn't understand Jiang Jie's authority and means. Countless resentful souls who were buried in the world-destroying fire reappeared in the world with the dead air and forced into reincarnation. At this moment, a more powerful and terrifying force was awakened, extremely dark and deep. Li Wuxiang felt that Jiang Jie's true spirit was like a little light in the dark night in front of this force, and it was swaying because of the anger of this force. It seemed to be the mother of the netherworld.

This tiny glimmer of light was struggling to hold on under the power of anger. Li Wuxiang felt the Donghuang Seal in his palm humming, as if it was fighting against the invisible gale.

However, this wind was frantically eroding Jiang Jie's true spirit and his authority, so in this gushing deathly air, Li Wuxiang felt that the seal in his hand was becoming heavier and heavier, so heavy that Jiang Jie's true spirit could not bear it. Then, with the complete annihilation of his true spirit, it finally passed through his Yin Shen's palm and fell onto the stone platform.

Jiang Jie also died.

But the anger that was awakened did not subside. Like an unwilling beast with blood at the corner of its mouth, it was still looking for something hidden.

Li Wuxiang felt that he was locked by this power. It was as if he had seen an existence that he hated so much that he could not wait to destroy it immediately.

The entire vision began to shake and blur, and the buzzing whispers echoed in his ears. Li Wuxiang felt that his Yin Spirit was being pulled by this force and was about to fall downwards, falling into the huge vortex in the lower world of You Jiuyuan...

But at this time, Li Wuxiang heard a voice——

"Li Wuxiang!? What are you doing?!"

A figure rushed down and a sword light burst out - Cui Daocheng!

The Yuanying sword light instantly pierced through the death energy, cut through the void, and hit Li Wuxiang's Yin Shen.

However, this power should have been restrained - the moment the sword light entered his body, it immediately turned into a gentle but powerful Nascent Soul power, instantly blasting his Yin Spirit away from the Donghuang Seal.

The feeling of falling disappeared, and the terrifying existence in the distance seemed to have sensed everything that happened here. It withdrew the tentacles of its spiritual consciousness and hid again in the darkness and the unknown.

Li Wuxiang stood firm in the dead air and saw Cui Daocheng leaping onto the stone platform next to the East Emperor Seal. He held the flying sword in his hand and glared at him, shouting, "Li Wuxiang, did you do this? Did you release these dead souls? Do you know what the dead air is like in this world? Are you crazy?"

Li Wuxiang looked at him and sighed softly.

But I felt like laughing. So I smiled and said, "Master Cui, it's great to see you again."

Cui Daocheng was stunned and frowned: "...What did you say!?"

"Master Cui, I was not the one who killed Master Jiang."

Cui Daocheng immediately looked around and then glared at him: "We know about this matter--"

"I just thought it would be better to tell you in person."

Cui Daocheng's face suddenly showed doubt, but it seemed that because of this doubt, his emotions calmed down a little. He first looked at the stone platform, and then at Li Wuxiang: "Li Wuxiang, you——"

"Master Cui, I will -"

But his mind suddenly trembled. It was as if a giant hand from the Yin God grabbed his chest fiercely, making him want to shrink into a ball. Li Wuxiang's expression froze, and the next moment the feeling came back, even stronger.

There was a force in the void pulling at him, but it was not as terrifying and malicious as the power of the Netherworld Mother just now, but rather an eager and gentle force.

Then Li Wuxiang saw a sharp golden light piercing through the void in his mind. It was just a little bit, like a knife piercing a tiny tip through an extremely tough piece of cloth, but because of this, the force pulling him increased exponentially, and his Yin Shen shrank again and was sucked into the void in an instant.

When he woke up, the first thing he smelled was the scent of incense and talisman paper, which felt like the scent he had smelled in front of the incense table in the temple in his previous life.

Then I smelled the scent of blood in the incense, and heard a quiet but joyful voice:

"It's done."

Li Wuxiang opened his eyes and saw the stone wall above his head and the thin grass in the cracks. He felt very heavy.

He realized that he was lying down, buried in a pit, with only his head sticking out. The edge of the pit was filled with burnt incense roots, like clumps of withered yellow grass. Underneath was a thick layer of talisman paper ash - no one knew how much had been burned at the edge of the pit.

An idea popped into his head—the "Impure World Reincarnation Technique" of the Five Mountains True Form Sect.

Xu Daosheng had used this method before on Ran Mountain.

"...Done? Alright! He's awake!" Another voice came from behind his head, and then Li Wuxiang saw Lou He - he quickly walked to his side and squatted, staring into his eyes, and whispered softly - "Li Wuxiang?"

"Lou He." He said softly.

Then he turned his head slightly and looked to the side - Mei Qiulu was sitting next to him, still wearing the same crimson purple robe she wore during the Great Tribulation Alliance Meeting, with flags and tokens of various colors around her.

But her robe was full of holes, and the dried blood had formed scabs on it. Her face was as pale as snow, and the color of her lips could hardly be seen. She moved the corners of her mouth and smiled at Li Wuxiang with all her strength, then immediately closed her eyes and began to regulate her breathing.

Li Wuxiang didn't dare to disturb him. He turned to look at Lou He and said, "Senior Sister Mei used the Impure World Reincarnation Technique to pull me... and pull my soul back?"

"Yes." Lou He said in a low voice, raising his hand to clear the dirt off his body.

"Where are we now?"

"Still on the Great Tribulation Mountain."

"Where are the people from the Thirty-Six Sects?"

Lou He stopped and looked at him, his expression seemed to be that he didn't know what to say to him for a moment, and finally he just said: "They are blocking us outside. But don't panic, how should I put it...something happened...something happened before, when you recover, I will slowly tell you."

(End of this chapter)