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Chapter 324 - 294: Sinking the Underworld, Who is the Villain?

Chapter 324: Chapter 294: Sinking the Underworld, Who is the Villain?


His cultivated Ghost Immortal Body, with its refined, high-purity soul, immune to water and fire, unharmed by blades and swords—shattered by a single glance from the figure in the fan painting?!


Fragmented, Ersha disintegrated into smaller forms, his scalp tingling with terror.


What a terrifying female ghost! Her strength... she’s at least a Ghost King!


In the Underworld, a Ghost King stands at the apex of combat power. A mere thought from one can invert day and night, controlling the life and death of countless Yin Soldiers.


In the Mortal World, such power surpasses high-level cultivators, nearing the realm of Immortals.


"Great King, spare my life! I unintentionally trespassed into Your Majesty’s Ghost Realm! I beg the Great King for your immense mercy, spare this lowly one’s life!"


Ersha immediately abandoned any thought of escape and began begging for mercy, even invoking the Faceless Ghost King, pleading for her to show mercy.


In the clutches of a Ghost King, he had no chance of escape.


However, Jiu Ying couldn’t understand the language of this other world.


Moreover, she had long since regarded Ersha as food, food she had snatched from the territory of the Flower of Desire.


"TEEHEE~"


Jiu Ying twisted her delicate body, her black hair brushing past. As her beautiful eyes glinted, a small, ornate lantern lit up.


This lantern was forged from white bone, grotesque and outlandish, its top ring embedded with nine skulls.


It was precisely the Lantern Carrier’s sequence Treasure.


Having been infused with a vast amount of souls, its interior had long since taken on Jiu Ying’s form.


Jiu Ying, being Chu Yi’s favorite, had greedily indulged in a significant portion of the massive number of souls he had harvested.


This, in turn, elevated the Lantern Carrier class, allowing her to summon more of the Power of Rules related to "Beasts."


TSSSK! TSSSK!


The Skull Lantern radiated a dim light, which twisted into countless shadows, coalescing into a nightmarish, grotesque manifestation.


Fanged maws, cold vertical pupils, powdery wriggling tentacles, bone-white sharp claws... An uncountable number of bizarre colors blended and shifted, as if this mass of light and shadow were some foul creature born from a haphazard amalgamation of corpses.


The chilling aura, even more terrifying than that of the Underworld itself, gradually engulfed the horrified Ersha. It was as if he were shrouded in fog, his pleas for mercy muffled and lost.


CRUNCH! CRUNCH...


The distinctive sound of flesh being chewed reverberated outwards.


Jiu Ying’s delicate body quivered. She arched her jade-like neck, a hint of intoxication on her charming face, her cherry lips slightly parted as if savoring the soul’s flavor.


The exquisite delicacy exploded on her tongue. Her entire body felt an immense sense of comfort, yet her aura, though initially chaotic, gradually grew purer.


As the foremost Soul Suppressing General of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, Jiu Ying, equipped with her numerous Magical Treasures, was invincible as long as Radiant Moon did not intervene.


As for the other Ghost Generals, they were all devoured one by one.


「In the Underworld.」


Night blanketed the land. Shadows writhed, and from them emerged the encampment of a million ghost soldiers. Banners obscured the sky, and chilling winds howled.


At this moment, the central command camp, a structure comparable to a skyscraper, exploded as if a thunderclap had erupted from flat ground.


A vast area of the camp, hundreds of zhang wide, collapsed. The force of the explosion radiated outwards in all directions, tearing tents to shreds. Yin Soldiers were sent flying, disintegrating into dust, leaving behind only a crisscrossing network of ravines.


Once the aftershocks of this sudden cataclysm subsided, the million Yin Soldiers, after a brief, stunned silence, erupted into a clamor that shook the heavens.


"That— that was the Yaksha Ghost General’s command camp! How did it suddenly just disappear?!"


"What’s that?! Did the Ghost General succeed in his invasion?"


"The Ghost General advanced into the Mortal World, but... but I feel something is off."


"The commotion is too great! Let’s go check it out first!"


The generals leading the Ghost Soldiers from various camps, filled with unease, commandeered dark clouds and rushed over immediately.


Before the generals could see clearly, a jet of dark light shot out from the rolling dust where the ground had been devastated, soaring into the sky and revealing a dashing youth in a Profound Robe.


Chu Yi stood high above, his silky hair flowing down to his waist. His left eye, concealed by strands of hair, pulsed with a chaotic, twisted Gold light. Indescribable phantoms of deities perched upon twelve ethereal clock hands, emitting soft, rustling whispers.


In the center, like a celestial pool, foam writhed and bubbled, revealing the scarlet, twelve-eyed Dragon of the End.


"BWAHAHAHA..."


Chu Yi couldn’t help but grin maliciously. With a clench of his right hand, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, its pole featuring a Blood Dragon clutching the flag in its maw, materialized in his hand. Silk ribbons billowed on either side, exquisitely embroidered and unspeakably magnificent.


Ever since he had cut down the Flesh and Blood Willow Tree, it had been a long time since the Ten Thousand Souls Banner had been revealed.


This time, I’ll let you feast to your heart’s content!


The Ten Thousand Souls Banner quivered with excitement, its entire pole seeming to leap. In the Underworld, so abundant with souls, it felt as exhilarated as if it were on a potent drug.


Tossing the Ten Thousand Souls Banner into the Underworld... how is this any different from a mouse falling into a rice silo?!


"Stop! Who are you?!" a Goat-head Ghost General barked at the suspicious individual.


Chu Yi glanced over. Time warped around the Goat-head Ghost General, halting it instantly in mid-air. Then, Chu Yi shook the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, sending a blast of fierce, ghostly wind charging towards it.


"BAA!" Yang Feng, the Goat-head Ghost General, shrieked bizarrely before being captured. He was flayed, his essence blasted into a cluster of soul-light that was absorbed into the banner, following in the Yaksha Ghost General’s footsteps.


"What?! He actually had the strength to kill Yang Feng...?"


"Where did our Ghost General go?! Why has such a terrifying person appeared?!"


"With such a cultivation level, what Old Demon is he?!"


The generals were aghast, unable to help but gasp in shared horror.


This Goat-head General, Yang Feng, was no weakling; the Yin Spirit Technique he cultivated was derived from a goat-headed Great Immortal.


But Chu Yi gave them no chance to be shocked. His Clock Eye unleashed a ray of Twilight Light, immobilizing these Dawn Star-rank Ghost Generals in mid-air. Then, they were swept up by the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, all becoming fertilizer for the Netherworld.


If this were the main world, it might have been troublesome. But in this small world, it’s a complete curb stomp!


However, several Ghost Generals skilled in movement techniques, remaining ever vigilant, fled for their lives, their minds screaming in terror: Where in the blazes did this maniac come from?!


CRUNCH! CRUNCH! CRUNCH...


The Ten Thousand Souls Banner, like a colossal beast, opened its fanged maw, devouring the pure souls.


Cultivators in the Underworld have no physical bodies; they all cultivate a Ghost Immortal Body. In my eyes, they’re like shelled shrimp—I’ll gobble them all down!


At that moment, Chu Yi’s face was flushed, his aura surging powerfully. A thick miasma of yin energy coiled around him, exuding a peculiar, eerie presence.


Devouring these souls, including those of the previous Ghost General and his subordinates, provided feedback power that nourished Chu Yi’s various Deceit Beasts, causing his overall strength to skyrocket.


"BWAHAHAHA! Coming to the Underworld was the right choice! This place is truly a fortuitous land, a genuine feng shui treasure!"


He roared with laughter, completely indifferent to the fleeing Ghost Generals. Gazing down upon the endless expanse of ghost soldiers and spirits, he released his grip. The Ten Thousand Souls Banner transformed into a beam of blood-red light, tearing through the thin yin atmosphere like sunlight piercing clouds.


Instantly, signals of alarm blazed everywhere.


The million ghost soldiers witnessed this spectacle, their eyes wide with shock, their faces etched with utter disbelief.


What manner of Demon is this, to terrify so many generals with a single appearance?!


The very ground beneath their feet began to tremble. Before their shocked, terrified, and bewildered eyes, the soldiers were enveloped by swirling yin winds, then swept helplessly into the air. They rushed towards the blood-light-wreathed Ten Thousand Souls Banner, only to explode one by one upon contact.


A vortex of yin wind instantly refined their remnants.


Feeling the torrential surge of souls, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner seemed to enter a frenzy. Chu Yi himself grew increasingly savage, making no attempt to conceal his chilling, sinister laughter.


「On the ground.」


Ji Xuexin stood up. Her long hair swayed, unable to hide the bright glow in her beautiful eyes as she looked at Chu Yi with admiration.


She arched her jade-like neck, staring blankly at this miraculous, terrifying scene—a display of power comparable to the methods of an Immortal.


To avoid alerting the enemy, he ventured deep into their ranks, all to enter the Underworld.


To cleanse the Nine Hells and pacify the Underworld!


With a wave of his hand, a million-strong army turns to ash...


I knew it! Young Master Chu Yi is an Immortal from beyond this world, shouldering the sacred mission of saving us all!


However, the overwhelming blood-red light stained the entire sky. Amidst a cacophony of ghostly wails and wolfish howls, Chu Yi’s wild, ferocious, cunning, and malevolent laughter echoed, his black hair flying. He looked like a Demon Path Giant who had just succeeded in a nefarious scheme to bring about World Destruction.


Due to the overflow from the Ten Thousand Souls Ridge, various grotesque apparitions materialized around him—pale vertical pupils, grasping claws, writhing tentacles, sharp fangs, fleshy tumors... This sight caused the Ninth Princess, who loathed evil as if it were her mortal enemy, to become momentarily dumbfounded, her thoughts a tangled mess.


No matter how I look at it, he doesn’t seem like a righteous Immortal.


「The next moment.」


She snapped out of it. This Underworld is filled with heinous villains, a defiled land where all the world’s evils congregate. For Young Master Chu Yi to destroy them, he must surely be shouldering a great curse.


She then recalled Taiping City, how he had avenged the common folk of an entire city—what a magnificent feat that was!


Instantly, she constructed justifications for his actions in her mind, and her admiration for Chu Yi deepened even further.