Chapter One Hundred: The Underworld
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The state of Youguo is weak, the superior nation shows no concern, and the ministers show no compassion.
But the common people have their own loves and hates.
Just like wildfire igniting dry grass, after countless years carried by the wind, it consumed the entire plain in a single night.
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Although Yin Guan had already escaped, he still dared to challenge Ji Yan Yue using the treasure he obtained at great cost from Wan Xian Gong.
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The result of the challenge was that Ji Yan Yue remained unharmed, while he, who was thousands of miles away, was seriously injured and vomited blood on the spot.
Then, that "Eye of a Thousand Tribulations" would truly be for naught At this moment, the curse force on Ji Yan Yue's body continuously twisted and writhed, like veins of a tree, echoing in response.
Yin Guan's mouthful of blood, spat out in the nameless wine house, was the true declaration of this challenge.
From then on, his curse upon Ji Yan Yue never ceased for a single day.
A single drop of water can pierce through stone, and a pile of earth can form a mountain.
In the year 3918 of Daoli, he had already attained enlightenment and manifested his divine presence, turning the rugged path into a way to heaven.
In the year 392 of Daoli, Gui You returned, killing ministers, generals, and officials. He overturned the old court and retreated unscathed.
In the year 3923 of the Dao Lineage, during the War to Slay the True One, he was already able to use his incantations to influence Zhuang Gao Xian.
Today is the 3927th day of the Taoli calendar!
...cursed by such an unrelenting Yin Guan for nearly six years... The curse's power, like a disease, has reached its deepest roots!
At this time, the curse power within Ji Yan Yue's body was not spreading or invading, but awakening and being active.
Just like another instinct in the body, awakening in life's experiences.
Survival and destruction, they are all instincts!
All heart cultivation is subduing one's desires. How can a person resist instinct
“I really underestimated you, Yin Guan.” Ji Yan Yue endured the intense urge to self-destruct and directly raised a fist.
The palace lanterns have been shattered.
Five-colored glazed fire burst from its cage, surging upward, flames rolling and boiling. And she stepped into it!
Burn the body with fire, burn the curse with truth.
Above her head, wisps of blue smoke drifted, like mayflies in the distance.
That was the magical power being expelled.
In the flickering five-colored glazes fire, Ji Yan Yue stood proudly, exuding a sacred beauty: "Yin Guan, after six years of being hidden, you don't even come out to collect your own harvest At this level, how can you possibly avenge yourself"
Answering her was the rain, a cascade of emerald droplets falling from the sky.
Every drop of rain, harbors resentment and madness.
A sudden downpour.
This world is cursed... no, this world is under the curse of the Curses Flame Moon!
At this time, Ji Yan Yue also smelled the stench. She sat in the palace of this world, as if it had become a latrine. The filthy and disgusting viscous corpse fluid flowed from the cracks in the palace, spreading in all directions, contaminating everything it touched.
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Ji Yan Yue furrowed her brow. She didn't feel fear, but she felt nausea.
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And in the sky, that crimson moon which she had just cut off was freed from its bonds. Yin Guan had completely plundered it, and now it was a blue flame moon, a blade-like crescent, suddenly slashing down!
...Enough.
Ji Yan Yue frowned and let out a light sigh. With a grip of her right hand, the entire world contracted infinitely —
The Divine Dragon wailed, mountains crumbled, and the world's ironclad rules easily shattered. The curse force that clung to this world like a festering bone wound dissolved along with it. Those foul parts, together with the blood coffin, were naturally erased as well.
She ultimately held the highest authority in this world, possessing the most choices. And she chose to abandon two hundred years of accumulation, restarting this world, letting Yin Guan's subsequent schemes be stillborn.
But having withdrawn from the True Fate Realm, what she saw before her was no longer that path of splendor and prosperity. Instead, it was a forest of lush greenery, with emerald grass carpeting the ground. Birdsong filled the air, flowers perfumed the breeze, and a gentle wind rustled through the leaves... such a peaceful haven!
Her expression was serious.
Before her stood Yin Guan, his face expressionless beneath a mask that hung from his waist.
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It's obvious, Yin Guan just stood here a moment ago, causing curses to arise across the realms and fighting her.
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This was truly their first meeting. Before this, the young man named "Yin Guan" had never dared to stand truly before her. There was only a fleeting glimpse from their last hasty parting.
She looked intently at this person, and at this world. Trying to grasp a kind of truth.
Behind Yin Guan stood seven figures, arrayed in a line. Some stood, some crouched, some perched on treetops, others lay in the grass. Each was shrouded in a black robe, exuding an aura of divine presence.
The Song emperor carrying twin blades, the imperial coroner Wang with a blood-stained coffin on his back, the King of Hell rolling dice incessantly, the blood-soaked Yama, the urban king holding an array disc in his right hand, the Equality King radiating light like the sun, and the Wheel King with rune chains coiling around him like serpents.
Ji Yan Yue's gaze swept across them one by one: "The Ten Halls of Hell, how come two are still missing Do you so disrespect this Palace Where are King Biancheng and King Chujiang"
No one answered her.
Yin Guan stood alone before the throng of Yama kings. Beneath his feet, a blazing altar of emerald fire rose with a deafening boom.
His eyes turned a shade of emerald, his long hair cascading down to his ankles, he simply spread his arms wide and said: "Welcome to my world—this is also, your hell!"
The birds flying in the sky suddenly grew thorns and fangs. The gentle green grass grew wildly, writhing like a horde of snakes. The emerald trees, dripping with lushness, suddenly bared their teeth and claws, twisting into monstrous shapes.
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Boom! Boom... Boom! Boom!
Ten ghastly halls rose in this world, suspended in the void, casting a sudden gloom upon the bright realm. Eight shadowy figures fell, shrouding eight Yama kings. And above, a blood moon hung in the sky, veiled by an ominous shadow.
Everything here is distorted.
Behind the peacefulness lies madness.
This is the world of spells unique to King Qin Guang, called Yin Cao!
It was only then that Ji Yan Yue understood just how much Hell No Gate had done while she was battling the cursed power within her and resisting the urge to self-destruct.
Her destined realm was moved to the underworld, her palace defiled by the dirtiest of powers, a curse lasting nearly six years erupted all at once within her mortal vessel.
But is that enough to kill her, Ji Yan Yue
She did not consider fleeing, but instead rushed forward: "Since you have invited me, how could I refuse! Then let this palace see with my own eyes what hell is like!"
There is no way ahead.
A board, now as large as a door, stood upright before her.
The back of the dominoes faced her, while the front faced a multitude of Yama Kings.
Yama, radiating a faint golden light, stood out from the crowd. His black robe fluttered as power surged within him. He spoke in a nonchalant tone, "Wanna play a game of odd or even"
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
One domino after another flies out, like an endless door.
His power was enhanced in the underworld.
"A deck of Pai Gow has thirty-two cards. That means there will be thirty-two rounds between us. If you guess correctly, your damage is reduced once. If you guess incorrectly, the damage for this round is doubled." Yama introduced the rules of the game: "If you cross the bone tiles without permission, it will be considered a failure and you will be attacked immediately. If——"
Before he could finish speaking, the real figure had already crossed over. Ji Yan Yue moved through the vast expanse of land with indifference, easily tossing those bones behind him.
Yemma Wang insisted on finishing the rules: "If you refuse the gamble, it's considered a loss. All damage will be dealt at once."
All the dominoes suspended in mid-air vanished in an instant.
The phantoms of thirty-two dominoes exploded simultaneously from Ji Yan Yue's body, a terrifying explosion happening and continuously stacking—but it abruptly stopped.
Along with it, a red, white, and blue tricolor flag fluttered suddenly.
This flag flies high, unstoppable.
All the damage from this gamble happened on the banner, and Kaguyahime was unharmed.
This is the secret transmission of the Great Jing Royal Family, earth-level Taoism, the Mandate of Heaven banner!
In the midst of a terrifying explosion, the flag was tattered and torn. Yet, the pole transformed into a spear, shooting across the sky like lightning and piercing through the King of Hell! It shattered him along with his dice, leaving nothing behind.
Ji Yan Yue's choice, while appearing to bear the greatest damage from this hand of Pai Gow, was in actuality the most accurate decision.
Only when you truly gamble with the King of Hell and are truly involved in "gambling" will you face the worst possible outcome.
Because gambling knows no bounds. This mahjong game is just the beginning. The ever-increasing stakes and insatiable greed are the divine powers of Yama, killing people invisibly.
Ji Yan Yue killed Yama cleanly and efficiently, without being disturbed at all. She fully displayed her power and insight, but her tightly locked brows remained unfurrowed.
For she had already discovered that she had not truly killed the King of Hell.
The special power of the underworld had held onto King Yama's life.
There, King Qin Guang had already seized the heavenly mandate flag that was plunging to the ground, attempting to pierce through this world. His sinister green eyes became increasingly frenzied, instantly dyeing the flag azure. Then, he rolled the banner and used the tip of the flag as a spear point, charging forward—what a strike!
Like a solitary star blocking the moon, just like a valiant warrior drawing his bow.
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A shooting star pierces the sky, its trajectory a testament to its enduring power and deadly aim.
Ji Yan Yue raised her palm, a blade shimmering in front of her brow. She cut her own Heaven Mandate Royal Banner with the blade, and then pressed it towards Qin Guang Wang's face.
Qin Guang Wang leaned back, making way for a dazzling light!
Like the sun rising!
King Pingdeng stepped out from the blazing light, his body radiating boundless light and heat. Holding a spear forged from the blazing light, he filled the void left by King Qin Guang's shot and killed Ji Yan Yue through her brow.
At this moment, he was so dazzling and resplendent, just like the proud figure who once galloped across the battlefield in Qi Xia.
But the lance of blazing light he saw became blood-colored — just like the bloody spear on the battlefield of Qiyang.
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This blood is not stained by the enemy, but by oneself.
Ping Wang's body was ripped open, with a sound like a water sac being cut. Blood splashed onto the blazing spear, and then vanished without a trace.
At this moment, eighteen formations erupted with a blinding light, like thousands of horses and soldiers clashing together.
Ji Yan Yue's index finger plunged straight into the brow of the City King, emitting a sound of bone cracking and shattering.
In this cacophony, the chessboards one by one fell silent. One by one they were abandoned. Without their master's guidance, the dragons were leaderless, crumbling like a defeated army.
And the corpse of the City King hung down, slipping from Ji Yan Yue's fingers.
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You can see this finger, at this moment, as if it were cast in gold, emitting a dazzling light that is hard to look at.
The secret transmissions of the Taigong royal family, forbidden to those without imperial blood. High Emperor's Severing Life Finger!
Inheriting the dragon's energy and imperial might, cutting off paths of life and seizing control of destiny.
After failing to kill Yama twice in a row, Ji Yan Yue had already grasped the truth and found a way to break through the Yin Cao rules. With this move, Gao Huang Jie Ming Zhi, she shattered illusions, pierced through Yin Cao, and truly killed her opponent!
The King of Hachiden City, fallen in battle!
The so-called Yama Lords are utterly ruthless and evil, killing people like flies. They have no regard for human life; as long as the payment is enough, they don't even care about their own lives. Don't expect them to have any sense of camaraderie either.
Even Wang, the coroner, couldn't find a single colleague willing to collect his body.
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When the city's ruler died, everyone else scattered like frightened animals. There was no such thing as loyalty in times of hardship; it all boiled down to who could run the fastest when danger struck.
While Ji Yan Yue ignored them, she spun in the air, facing that ethereal gate.
Killing one or two Yama Kings isn't the goal, using the death of the City King to verify the rules of the Underworld is what she truly desires!
At this moment, she had already gained some insight and was about to carve out a world of clarity in this sinister hell. Her sleeves fluttered, her slender hand reached out, and the rekindled True Fate Realm grasped in her hand, curved into a narrow blade with an engraved dragon pattern.
At this moment, Yin Guan was just approaching the ethereal gate. She pushed the door open directly and charged out with her sword drawn.
Like a god descending from the heavens, striking down mortals who dare to defy.
This is what is called, the blade that cuts through the dust of heaven!
In the past, Emperor Taizu Ji Yusu cultivated the celestial emperor's physical form and established the Heavenly Realm, governing all directions. He was known as the strongest cultivator throughout history, unrivaled even by national power.
Although her true power realm is far from what it once was, and she's weakened after a rebirth unlike any other, the blade in her hand still carries the awe-inspiring might that strikes fear into both gods and demons!
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