Up to the sky and down to the Yellow Springs, the two places are so vast that I don't want to see each other…
The Netherworld Deathland, where the underworld was located.
The Yellow Spring stretched from the blue sky to the netherworld. It was hundreds of millions of miles long, as wide as clouds and as vast as the sea.
It was rumored that this water could cleanse all sins in the world.
Therefore, after death, one had to first pass through the gates of hell and then the Yellow Springs to wash away all their sins. Only then could they step onto the Bridge of Helplessness. Then, the ghosts and gods of the underworld would judge their merits and demerits before they died, and they would either enter reincarnation or hell.
As for those who had committed heinous crimes. Some people who were unwilling to forget their loved ones had to struggle and sink into the underworld, never to rise again.
"This is the Netherworld?"
Chen Changsheng descended from the Black River into the Yellow Springs, stepping on the surface of the vast river. He could faintly feel a tearing force pulling him into the river and into the endless hell.
"Divine monk, this place is so scary!" Nie Xiaoqian said softly from the purple-gold bowl, her eyes filled with fear.
"With This Penniless Monk here, there's no need to panic!"
Chen Changsheng poured a strand of Buddhist strength into the purple-gold bowl of the Great Luo to appease Nie Xiaoqian. As a ghost, she naturally had an innate fear of the Netherworld.
There was no other scenery on the Yellow Springs Road. It was a vast expanse, only the blood-red spider lilies and red spider lilies.
The river water was bloody yellow, and the fishy wind blew against their faces. Countless insects, snakes, evil ghosts, and lonely souls were trapped in it, struggling desperately.
Like the sun of the sea of bitterness.
Some swam with all their might, searching for the path of rebirth, some degenerated, floating up and down, and some killed each other.
All living beings were nothing more than this.
Chen Changsheng stepped on the waves, walking on the Yellow Springs. His body shone with golden light, as if he was a god descending to the earth. Countless ghosts and wild ghosts swam over.
One hand after another grabbed toward Chen Changsheng, like a drowning person who had seen a life-saving straw, begging for help.
Chen Changsheng paid no attention to these wandering ghosts. The Netherworld had its own rules and regulations, so he naturally would not interfere.
Everything has its own destiny.
What Chen Changsheng wanted to find now was the Essence Soul of the Witch of the Black Mountain. Only by killing him could this matter be considered resolved.
"Where is that evil creature, the Witch of the Black Mountain?"
Chen Changsheng opened his Heavenly Eye and searched for traces of the Ancient Fiend of the Black Mountain's Essence Soul.
Golden light shone in all directions.
He could see everything.
Very quickly.
He discovered that the Primordial Spirit of the Witch of the Black Mountain was hiding among the group of wandering ghosts.
"How dare you! Why didn't you show yourself and surrender in front of This Penniless Monk?!”
Chen Changsheng gave a low shout. Thunder rolled as he extended his hand.
The endless water of the Yellow Spring rolled over.
A powerful suction force grabbed the Primordial Spirit of the Witch of the Black Mountain.
"This monk is really crazy, audacious, and lawless. He actually dared to chase after me in the netherworld!”
The Witch of the Black Mountain was so scared that his soul flew away.
How could he dare believe that Chen Changsheng had actually chased him into the netherworld?!
Under the endless suction force.
The Witch of the Black Mountain felt that he was about to be captured by Chen Changsheng.
"Lord Judge Lu, save me!" He shouted in shock.
Weng weng weng weng!
As soon as he finished speaking.
A wave of magic power surged in the void of the Netherworld, and a middle-aged man wearing a red robe and black boots appeared. He held the Death Book in his left hand and the Soul-Hooking Brush in his right hand.
" Where did this wild monk come from? How dare he break the laws of heaven and trespass into the netherworld…" The middle-aged man indifferently glanced at the Witch of the Black Mountain, then berated Chen Changsheng.
He picked up the Soul-Hooking Brush and drew a line, cutting off the boundless Yellow Springs and preventing Chen Changsheng from capturing the primordial spirit of the Witch of the Black Mountain.
The Yellow Spring River water was cut off.
Chen Changsheng felt that this power was extremely familiar. In the next moment, he recalled that it was the Ancient Fiend of the Black Mountain, the power that erupted from his demon core…the power of the Netherworld!!
Could it be!
Chen Changsheng looked at the newcomer.
Judge Lu?
Chen Changsheng saw him and frowned.
Judge Lu.
He was in charge of the investigation department, rewarding good and punishing evil, managing people's life and death, and his power was the highest in ancient and modern times. He was the head of the four judges.
Behind him were Ox-Head and Horse-Face, one of the ten Ghost Commanders, as well as 100,000 Ghost Soldiers and Ghost Generals.
"I didn't expect that this bastard would collude with Lu Pan. No wonder no one punished him for so many years!”
Chen Changsheng understood everything.
At the same time, when he thought of the endless sins committed by the Witch of the Black Mountain, he shouted,""How dare you!"
"This Penniless Monk is capturing evil and executing justice on behalf of the heavens. As a Ghost God of the Underworld, you didn't help me subdue the demons and devils, but instead blocked me.!!”
Chen Changsheng raised his eyes and calmly looked at Lu Pan.
His voice was not loud, but it was deafening, as if a true Buddha had come to ask for forgiveness.
When Lu Pan heard what he said, he could not help but panic.
He had colluded with the Witch of the Black Mountain and had a guilty conscience. Chen Changsheng's question made him feel as if he had been exposed.
However, it only lasted for an instant.
He reacted and immediately glared at him. He said coldly,"You monk, how can the Underworld allow you to barge in as you please? Now, you're spreading lies to confuse the masses…Men, take him down and send him to the eighteenth level of hell!”
Lu Pan flew into a rage.
"Yes, sir! Judge Lu! We will definitely capture him, cut off his magic power, and send him to the endless hell!”
Countless ghost soldiers with ox heads and horse faces stepped on the dark clouds and held ghost weapons in their hands. Their shouts shook the heavens and the earth.
Boom!
The 100,000 ghostly soldiers moved at the same time, like a black torrent that could destroy anything.
"Kill, kill, kill!"
The monstrous killing intent condensed into frost, transforming into a black Abyss Dragon that was three hundred meters long. With a roar, it charged at Chen Changsheng.
"An evil dragon with killing intent dares to be impudent in front of this poor monk?”
Chen Changsheng glared.
A golden light shot out.
With a boom, the golden light shot towards the Abyss Dragon. Boundless power exploded, shattering the Abyss Dragon.
"This monk is so powerful!"
Judge Lu, who was watching from afar, was slightly shocked.
With just one look, he shattered the evil dragon formed by 100,000 ghost soldiers.
His cultivation was unfathomable.
As expected, those who dared to enter the Netherworld were all capable people!
"As ghost soldiers and generals, you don't know right from wrong and help the wicked to do evil. You still want to attack me…Today, I will punish you on behalf of the heavens!!!””
Chen Changsheng's voice exploded like thunder in the netherworld.
Boom!
Chen Changsheng stomped his foot.
The Yellow Springs surged!
The endless water of the Yellow Spring rolled up behind him like a waterfall, turning into a ten thousand feet long yellow dragon.
Boom!
The ten thousand feet long yellow dragon roared and charged into the army of ghost soldiers.
The terrifying power of the Yellow Springs erupted.
The ghostly soldiers and generals were sent flying by the water of the Yellow Spring. They were like giant swords that had broken through the black clouds. They were invincible.
The ghost soldiers were utterly defeated.
"Thunder!"
Chen Changsheng growled.
Ten thousand feet of lightning struck him.
His entire body was surrounded by lightning snakes, and he looked like a demon god.
Execution!
He pointed in the air.
Boom!
Boundless lightning fell, and the ox-headed and horse-faced ghost soldiers screamed in pain.
Stepping on the Yellow Springs!
What can a hundred thousand ghost soldiers do to me?
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