Chapter 408
Breaking Through the Barrier, Overcoming the Evil!
The wind howled, like the wailing of ghosts.
The enormous gate, connected to the mountain, was about eighteen zhang high and its top could not be seen at a glance. Various mysterious patterns were carved on the bronze gate, some resembling lotus flowers, some peach trees, and others ancient mythical beasts such as dragons, phoenixes, and qilin.
Back then, Zhou Sheng was as insignificant as an ant when faced with this gate of hell.
Now, as he once again entered the pass, though still insignificant, he instantly alarmed the sixteen enormous statues guarding the pass.
The eight fierce gods and eight evil spirits opened their eyes at the same time, as if they felt a tremendous sense of oppression. They stared at the majestic man in official robes with crescent-shaped eyebrows, their gazes suddenly trembling.
Zhou Sheng was accompanied by only one person, Yao Tai Feng, who was disguised as Liu Jin Chan.
She was slowly inserting the hairpin into her hair, her gaze cold and stern, with a void rift behind her.
The Ziwu Cave Void Hairpin is a secret treasure of the Bodhisattva, capable of penetrating both the Yin and Yang realms and traveling between them.
"How dare you! Who would dare to attempt this?"
"It sounds like a ghost storyteller... singing Bao Gong, could it be Yu Zhensheng?"
"No, it's not Yu Zhensheng, it's... Zhou Sheng!"
The sixteen ghost kings were shocked. As the guardian deities, they naturally knew that Yama was leading his troops to conquer the human world today to stop Yu Zhensheng from singing "Exploring the Underworld Mountain" again.
Unexpectedly, the person singing the role of Bao Gong was not Yu Zhensheng, but his apprentice Zhou Sheng.
What shocked them even more was that a few years ago, although Zhou Sheng's cultivation was not weak and he could be called a genius, that was all. But now, when facing him, they actually felt an indescribable pressure.
Even when he used his divine power, he couldn't see through the young Yin Master at all; it was as if he were staring into an abyss.
How can this be?
Among the eight fierce gods, the one who had survived a heavenly tribulation and possessed the highest magical power, the Thunder Lord, vaguely discerned some of Zhou Sheng's level of cultivation.
He gazed deeply at Zhou Sheng, and his powerful voice rang out.
"Open the door."
Zhou Sheng slightly raised his eyes, his gaze piercing through the layers of mist, and saw the other person's face. He recognized the voice as that of the Ghost King who had uttered the word "baozi" when he first passed through the Gates of Hell.
This person must be one of the Yin King's men.
He nodded and was about to take a step when he heard a cold shout: "Before King Yama left today, he personally instructed that no one is allowed to enter the Underworld before his return!"
The one speaking was the Chief Evil Mother, one of the Eight Evil Spirits. She wore a nine-phoenix crown, with each phoenix beak holding a malevolent eyeball, and was dressed in a "red robe and brocade robe." With each breath, she spewed karmic fire.
He is the leader of the Eight Evil Spirits, and his status is equal to that of the Thunder God, who jointly guards the Gate of Hell.
Therefore, as soon as they opened their mouths, all eight evil spirits had ferocious faces, jagged fangs, and a fierce aura, and their petrified bodies quickly awoke.
Zhou Sheng slowly raised his eyes and gazed at the eight evil spirits. As the crescent moon between his brows shone brightly, he held an ivory-jade tablet in his hand, engraved with a line of golden characters.
"The Immortal Supreme Celestial Venerable of the Northeast, transformed into the Supreme Radiant Spirit True Lord of the Five Palaces of the Underworld, King Yama!"
Throughout the entire process, Zhou Sheng remained silent, simply gazing at the eight arrogant and menacing guardian statues. Then, a truly awe-inspiring scene unfolded.
The statue that was awakening slowly turned back to its original state, as if its divine power had been forcibly sealed and its supernatural abilities interrupted by some force.
That wasn't the end of it. Even after turning into a stone statue, it continued to tremble under Zhou Sheng's gaze, and eventually began to develop cracks.
boom!
The first to explode was the Fallen Slow King, one of the Eight Evil Fiends. His divine body shattered like an explosion, and he couldn't even let out a scream because his mouth was petrified.
Following that are the Heart-Splitting Demon Master, the Leper Demon Lord, the Morally Depraved Demon Slayer, and the Immoral Demon Clan...
The sounds of shattering echoed one after another. Each explosion signified the demise of a malevolent spirit. These ghost kings, who instilled fear in countless people, perished and vanished simply because of a single glance.
Even the head of the Eight Evil Fiends, the Siye Shamu, had dense cracks appearing on her body.
Only those who have experienced it firsthand know how terrifying the King of Hell is.
At this moment, He felt that He was not facing a single gaze, but the entire weight of the Nine Mountains, Twenty-Four Cities, Three Rivers and Nine Branches, and Eighteen Hells of the Underworld.
How could ordinary ghosts and gods bear the authority of the Heavenly Dao in the underworld? Even though He had profound cultivation that allowed Him to survive a Heavenly Tribulation, He could only hold on for a few breaths before His divine body shattered, His malevolent energy dissipated, and His karmic fire surged forth.
"Spare me..."
Finally, faced with overwhelming fear, He lowered His proud head and surrendered to the mortal.
But what he received in response was Zhou Sheng's icy gaze.
boom!
The eight fierce gods trembled as they watched helplessly as the proud and arrogant Siye Shamu, who was highly regarded by Yama, collapsed, her soul scattered, and her centuries of cultivation vanished in an instant.
Zhou Sheng didn't even glance at the debris scattered on the ground; he simply stepped into the pass.
The Fiend Lord Si Lei wanted to open the gate for him personally, but unexpectedly, the tightly closed Gate of Hell seemed to sense the arrival of the Son of Heaven, and the ancient stone gate opened automatically.
At that moment, that seemingly tiny figure seemed to be supporting the entire majestic pass.
"Eight fierce gods, heed my command!"
Zhou Sheng's voice rang out, majestic and powerful, shaking the universe and echoing throughout the entire underworld.
In an instant, the eight fierce gods were struck as if by lightning, their pupils dilated violently, staring at that back and listening to that voice, their vision blurred for a moment.
They seemed to see again the once impartial and highly respected King Yama.
"After I leave, seal the Gates of Hell tightly, and forbid..."
Zhou Sheng's calm voice carried a chilling murderous intent: "Let one escape."
"Here!"
They responded almost instinctively, with the same reverence as before.
Si Lei Xiongjun stared intently at that figure, and through the blue light of the Gate of Hell, he seemed to see the distant underworld.
The gate closed slowly, like a guillotine used to cut down the mountains.
"The underworld... is about to undergo a major upheaval!"
……
"Yu Zhensheng, is your reliance the array formation of this Louguandao?"
Inside the Gathering Immortals Pavilion, Yama was in the midst of a grand formation. All the ghosts and gods under his command showed signs of panic, but he remained calm and composed, even appreciating and commenting on the formation as if he were a senior.
"The thirty-six main flags of the Heavenly Gang and the seventy-two secondary flags of the Earthly Fiends correspond perfectly to the star official system of the thirty-six Heavenly Gang palaces and the seventy-two Earthly Fiend fields, which is quite mysterious."
"Using the power of the stars to seal the heavens and earth, is it an attempt to use the celestial constellations to suppress me?"
King Yama smiled faintly, his voice calm yet filled with arrogance.
"The Louguan Dao's formation is indeed excellent, exhausting the wonders of the changes of stars, and can be called a celestial formation. It's a pity... that the one who set up the formation was just a mortal."
His gaze fell upon the old man of Niushan, his divine eyes shining brightly and penetrating to the smallest detail.
"It's just a clone?"
He shook his head and laughed, "Liu Bowen is a remarkable person. If he were to lead this battle, I would indeed be somewhat wary. It's a pity about your worthless disciple..."
"What is it anyway?"
In a single sentence, he revealed the true nature of Old Man Niushan.
...(End of this chapter)