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Chapter 1209
chapter 0510 part 2
"So what do you want from me? I'm just a small Meng Po. I can't help against an Enemy that even the Underworld King couldn't handle!" San Qi spread her hands, saying helplessly!
"San Qi, before the Underworld King had trouble, she received a call from Zhao Li. That's why she forced her way through the Barrier sealing the Underworld, which ended up attracting that Existence!"
The female Judge said irritably: "In the entire Underworld, you and Zhao Li have the best relationship. The Underworld King should be with Zhao Li now. If we want to Contact the Underworld King! We must find Zhao Li!"
"Zhao Li? That damned Ghost hasn't been here for a while!" San Qi shook her head!
"Then do you have any Method to Contact him? Or do you know if he has any Secret Strongholds?"
San Qi looked at the Judges suspiciously: "Wait a minute, since Acha escaped the Underworld, and you say the Underworld has changed hands, you guys haven't betrayed the Underworld King, have you?"
The Bald Head Judge and the other Judges exchanged glances. A wry smile appeared on the faces of the Crowd simultaneously.
"San Qi, we are Elders who have followed the Underworld King since the era of the original humans. Naturally, we wouldn't betray her. However, facing that Existence who severely injured Acha with a single Strike, even if we mobilized the entire Underworld's Strength, it would just be like a praying mantis trying to stop a chariot – overestimating our own abilities! We can only try our best to appease him for now! Everything depends on finding Acha first!"
"San Qi! This time, we plan to send a large number of Soul Ferrymen to the Mortal Realm to search for the Underworld King's Whereabouts. But they are just a diversion. We need you to go to the Mortal Realm, find Zhao Li, and Contact the Underworld King!"
San Qi looked at the Judges and Instinctively pursed her lips: "You guys really think too highly of me!"
"We truly have no other Method. We've been suppressing the news that the Underworld has changed hands. Fortunately, that one doesn't seem to have much interest in Power. Otherwise, once the news of the Underworld King's disappearance spreads, the entire Underworld will immediately erupt into chaos. If we anger that one, I worry whether the Underworld will even Exist is a question!"
"San Qi, the survival of the Underworld depends on you!"
San Qi stared dumbfounded at the Judges earnestly trying to persuade her, unable to understand how she, a small Meng Po, could possibly be linked to such a major event as the survival of the Underworld!
San Qi lowered her head and thought hard for a long time: "I can go to the Mortal Realm, but I'm not sure if I can find Zhao Li!"
Underworld King Building, top floor. Tang Song sat casually. In front of him was a Beast Ear Eight Trigram Bronze Furnace.
Beneath the bronze furnace, a Fire Core glowed fiercely, emitting raging True Fire.
This fire was not Samadhi True Fire, nor Five Flavors Divine Fire, but Tang Song's Core Fire from his Heart.
When this fire burned, even an ordinary Golden Immortal would be burned until their Soul Scattered and Spirit Destroyed.
One by one, Deity Corpses wrapped in Ice were casually thrown into the furnace by Tang Song. These Deity Corpses turned into Runes in the Flames—
The Runes intertwined, infinite Light and Shadow weaving and tangling together, outlining a beautiful yet terrifying Picture.
Three thousand six hundred Gods from the Pantheon, they were either products transformed from Rule Energy, or Deities like the Aesir and Olympian Gods who relied on Bloodline Inheritance.
Now, in Boss Tang's furnace, they naturally all reverted to their original forms, being Refined into their true appearance. The ultimate Bloodline Power from their Souls was extracted and Fused with their Souls, Refined into some kind of Artifact Spirit-like Existence.
Within the furnace fire, Tang Song's thoughts stirred, and Radiance flowed. Bit by bit, the Deities were burned away in the furnace fire! Turning into colorful, brilliant Radiance! Streams of Spirit Essence, lines of Innate Runes, and bursts of Treasure Light flickered in the furnace fire. Clouds and mist billowed, illuminating more than half of the Room.
Inside the Eight Trigram Furnace, there was a expanse of Firelight—
To the side, several Goddesses draped in thin white gauze had increasingly pale Complexions under the reflection of the Firelight and Treasure Light. They were terrified by this horrific Scene, watching the Calm Tang Song. His indifferent Look seemed to suggest he would throw them into the furnace fire the next moment—
And the furnace fire seemed to be echoing their heartbeats. Inside the furnace, with each breath the fire took, the Flames transformed, conjuring Scenes of Universes being born and destroyed.
Hera watched the Calm Tang Song adding fuel to the furnace. She gritted her teeth, took off the thin white robe draped over her, and walked towards Tang Song, her slender, well-proportioned Body exposed.
The Goddess of Love Venus, seeing Hera's actions, was unwilling to be outdone and also shed the white robe on her Body—
""Heaven and Earth were a chaotic whole, from which all things were born in the beginning. Although there was Qi in the transformation, there was no form."
"...Inside The Void, silent and formless, without Sky or Earth, without Yin and Yang... boundless and limitless, without high or low."
Just as Boss Tang was calmly performing Item Refining, Cultivating the Dao, and comprehending the Dynamic of Yin Yang Movement and Stillness, in the Mortal Realm, Shanghai, about a hundred kilometers from the 444 Convenience Store, near an old Alley shrouded in Thick Mist under the night sky! Several Luxury Cars, like Ghost Knights in the dark night, quickly rushed out of the Thick Mist. They rudely drove over a puddle and stopped at the Roadside. One by one, strong Big men in tight outfits, possessing agile Skill and radiating Killing Intent, poured out of the Vehicles.
These Big men, who looked like they were not to be trifled with, respectfully lined up beside the Car Door of a Mercedes-Benz, bowing in unison.
The Car Door slowly opened, and a thin figure stepped out On the Vehicle. Wearing his signature yellow Trench Coat, with messy hair, a White Shirt underneath, and a Tie that was never properly straightened, he still maintained that perpetually rakish posture in the darkness. A lit Cigarette was even held between his Fingers. Who else could it be but Constantine?
In his left hand, he held the Luopan, said to belong to the legendary pirate Jack Sparrow. He watched the constantly spinning needle of the Luopan and glanced towards the Alley in front of him.
In the Thick Mist, the dark Alley looked like a Ferocious Beast opening its large mouth, waiting for Prey to deliver themselves, appearing extremely full of Terror.
The Door of the Mercedes-Benz Car's Front Passenger Seat was kicked open. Harley Quinn, carrying a Baseball Bat, jumped down from the Front Passenger Seat, frowned, and impatiently swung the Baseball Bat in her hand.
"Well? Can you find those two little Mice?"
"There's some Trouble! A powerful Strength is interfering with the Luopan's direction!" Constantine looked back at Harley Quinn: "But they should be hiding nearby!"
Constantine turned his Gaze towards the Alley not far away—
"Then let's go in and see!"
Harley Quinn snapped her Fingers, and a black Arc Light Shield instantly appeared on her Body. At the same time, over a dozen White Bone Skeleton Demons, more than two meters tall, appeared out of thin air in front of her—
The dozen or so Skeleton Demons howled as they charged towards the Thick Mist not far away—
(End of chapter)
"So what do you want from me? I'm just a small Meng Po. I can't help against an Enemy that even the Underworld King couldn't handle!" San Qi spread her hands, saying helplessly!
"San Qi, before the Underworld King had trouble, she received a call from Zhao Li. That's why she forced her way through the Barrier sealing the Underworld, which ended up attracting that Existence!"
The female Judge said irritably: "In the entire Underworld, you and Zhao Li have the best relationship. The Underworld King should be with Zhao Li now. If we want to Contact the Underworld King! We must find Zhao Li!"
"Zhao Li? That damned Ghost hasn't been here for a while!" San Qi shook her head!
"Then do you have any Method to Contact him? Or do you know if he has any Secret Strongholds?"
San Qi looked at the Judges suspiciously: "Wait a minute, since Acha escaped the Underworld, and you say the Underworld has changed hands, you guys haven't betrayed the Underworld King, have you?"
The Bald Head Judge and the other Judges exchanged glances. A wry smile appeared on the faces of the Crowd simultaneously.
"San Qi, we are Elders who have followed the Underworld King since the era of the original humans. Naturally, we wouldn't betray her. However, facing that Existence who severely injured Acha with a single Strike, even if we mobilized the entire Underworld's Strength, it would just be like a praying mantis trying to stop a chariot – overestimating our own abilities! We can only try our best to appease him for now! Everything depends on finding Acha first!"
"San Qi! This time, we plan to send a large number of Soul Ferrymen to the Mortal Realm to search for the Underworld King's Whereabouts. But they are just a diversion. We need you to go to the Mortal Realm, find Zhao Li, and Contact the Underworld King!"
San Qi looked at the Judges and Instinctively pursed her lips: "You guys really think too highly of me!"
"We truly have no other Method. We've been suppressing the news that the Underworld has changed hands. Fortunately, that one doesn't seem to have much interest in Power. Otherwise, once the news of the Underworld King's disappearance spreads, the entire Underworld will immediately erupt into chaos. If we anger that one, I worry whether the Underworld will even Exist is a question!"
"San Qi, the survival of the Underworld depends on you!"
San Qi stared dumbfounded at the Judges earnestly trying to persuade her, unable to understand how she, a small Meng Po, could possibly be linked to such a major event as the survival of the Underworld!
San Qi lowered her head and thought hard for a long time: "I can go to the Mortal Realm, but I'm not sure if I can find Zhao Li!"
Underworld King Building, top floor. Tang Song sat casually. In front of him was a Beast Ear Eight Trigram Bronze Furnace.
Beneath the bronze furnace, a Fire Core glowed fiercely, emitting raging True Fire.
This fire was not Samadhi True Fire, nor Five Flavors Divine Fire, but Tang Song's Core Fire from his Heart.
When this fire burned, even an ordinary Golden Immortal would be burned until their Soul Scattered and Spirit Destroyed.
One by one, Deity Corpses wrapped in Ice were casually thrown into the furnace by Tang Song. These Deity Corpses turned into Runes in the Flames—
The Runes intertwined, infinite Light and Shadow weaving and tangling together, outlining a beautiful yet terrifying Picture.
Three thousand six hundred Gods from the Pantheon, they were either products transformed from Rule Energy, or Deities like the Aesir and Olympian Gods who relied on Bloodline Inheritance.
Now, in Boss Tang's furnace, they naturally all reverted to their original forms, being Refined into their true appearance. The ultimate Bloodline Power from their Souls was extracted and Fused with their Souls, Refined into some kind of Artifact Spirit-like Existence.
Within the furnace fire, Tang Song's thoughts stirred, and Radiance flowed. Bit by bit, the Deities were burned away in the furnace fire! Turning into colorful, brilliant Radiance! Streams of Spirit Essence, lines of Innate Runes, and bursts of Treasure Light flickered in the furnace fire. Clouds and mist billowed, illuminating more than half of the Room.
Inside the Eight Trigram Furnace, there was a expanse of Firelight—
To the side, several Goddesses draped in thin white gauze had increasingly pale Complexions under the reflection of the Firelight and Treasure Light. They were terrified by this horrific Scene, watching the Calm Tang Song. His indifferent Look seemed to suggest he would throw them into the furnace fire the next moment—
And the furnace fire seemed to be echoing their heartbeats. Inside the furnace, with each breath the fire took, the Flames transformed, conjuring Scenes of Universes being born and destroyed.
Hera watched the Calm Tang Song adding fuel to the furnace. She gritted her teeth, took off the thin white robe draped over her, and walked towards Tang Song, her slender, well-proportioned Body exposed.
The Goddess of Love Venus, seeing Hera's actions, was unwilling to be outdone and also shed the white robe on her Body—
""Heaven and Earth were a chaotic whole, from which all things were born in the beginning. Although there was Qi in the transformation, there was no form."
"...Inside The Void, silent and formless, without Sky or Earth, without Yin and Yang... boundless and limitless, without high or low."
Just as Boss Tang was calmly performing Item Refining, Cultivating the Dao, and comprehending the Dynamic of Yin Yang Movement and Stillness, in the Mortal Realm, Shanghai, about a hundred kilometers from the 444 Convenience Store, near an old Alley shrouded in Thick Mist under the night sky! Several Luxury Cars, like Ghost Knights in the dark night, quickly rushed out of the Thick Mist. They rudely drove over a puddle and stopped at the Roadside. One by one, strong Big men in tight outfits, possessing agile Skill and radiating Killing Intent, poured out of the Vehicles.
These Big men, who looked like they were not to be trifled with, respectfully lined up beside the Car Door of a Mercedes-Benz, bowing in unison.
The Car Door slowly opened, and a thin figure stepped out On the Vehicle. Wearing his signature yellow Trench Coat, with messy hair, a White Shirt underneath, and a Tie that was never properly straightened, he still maintained that perpetually rakish posture in the darkness. A lit Cigarette was even held between his Fingers. Who else could it be but Constantine?
In his left hand, he held the Luopan, said to belong to the legendary pirate Jack Sparrow. He watched the constantly spinning needle of the Luopan and glanced towards the Alley in front of him.
In the Thick Mist, the dark Alley looked like a Ferocious Beast opening its large mouth, waiting for Prey to deliver themselves, appearing extremely full of Terror.
The Door of the Mercedes-Benz Car's Front Passenger Seat was kicked open. Harley Quinn, carrying a Baseball Bat, jumped down from the Front Passenger Seat, frowned, and impatiently swung the Baseball Bat in her hand.
"Well? Can you find those two little Mice?"
"There's some Trouble! A powerful Strength is interfering with the Luopan's direction!" Constantine looked back at Harley Quinn: "But they should be hiding nearby!"
Constantine turned his Gaze towards the Alley not far away—
"Then let's go in and see!"
Harley Quinn snapped her Fingers, and a black Arc Light Shield instantly appeared on her Body. At the same time, over a dozen White Bone Skeleton Demons, more than two meters tall, appeared out of thin air in front of her—
The dozen or so Skeleton Demons howled as they charged towards the Thick Mist not far away—
(End of chapter)
