Immortal Creation.

Chapter 645 Charging into the Underworld

At that moment, the heavy earth trembled violently.

The protective array of the White Paper Immortal City was fully activated, drawing in the waters of the Nether Dragon River from the outside world.

Tens of millions of tons of water from the Nether Dragon River, mixed with boundless Yin energy and the water from the Ink River in the White Paper Immortal City, formed a constantly rotating black water "mountain"!
This Blackwater Mountain supports the entire White Paper Immortal City, like a giant whale raising its head.

In the span of a dozen breaths, what was originally a celestial city on flat ground was transformed into a mountain city.

Blackwater Mountain, White Paper City!

The sky and earth changed color, and dark clouds rolled in.

The previously open south gate had been slammed shut, creating a situation where the gate was closed to trap the dog.

A roar erupted in Ross's tent!
Xie Sichao's expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed in a panic, "There's actually such a change!"

Many ghosts felt their whole bodies turn cold.

They even suspected that the easy opening of the south gate by the mournful spirit was a setup.

It was the White Paper Immortal City that was setting up camp.

Now, many Golden Core level ghost generals and the three-headed dead bone giant spirit are fish that have been attracted here!

Once the city gates were closed, only the secluded, winding path remained.

"Should we send them back, or send more troops?" Everyone looked at Ross.

At this moment, they suddenly realized that Ross's previous cautious approach was correct, and that the vanguard's initiative to attack was a reckless move.

Amidst the expectant gazes of the crowd, Ross remained motionless and made no comment.

He was just observing.

Within the giant paper figure, Ning Zhuo's eyes shone with a sharp light.

A feeling of surprise welled up in his heart; he realized that it had all been a setup.

"This is very much in line with the way the current city lord does things. She uses everyone, including me, as pawns!"

For the sake of her overall interests, any pawn can be sacrificed.

"Mother, now that we've eliminated the Mourning Spirit, we'll have no way to retreat through the winding path. We can swallow this important force of the enemy whole!" Ning Zhuo shouted excitedly.

The Buddhist physician Meng Yaoyin kept her eyes tightly closed, only using her divine sense to send a message: "Xiao Zhuo, please calm down."

"Now is not the right time for us to make a move."

"Don't worry, the city lord will definitely take action!"

"It was inevitable that Lord Wangchuan would choose the White Paper Immortal City as the target of his blood sacrifice."

"There is a destiny-based connection between him and the current city lord, which will inevitably lead to a fierce conflict."

After a brief pause, Buddhist Physician Meng Yaoyin continued, "We... need to wait... patiently."

"Waiting for our opportunity..."

"Only when we... thwart the century-old plan of the Lord of Wangchuan can this... catastrophe truly end, and allow the people of the city to truly live a peaceful life."

Ning Zhuo was startled: "Mother?!"

He noticed that the divine transmission of Buddhist physician Meng Yaoyin's thoughts was becoming intermittent.

This scene was quite familiar to him.

The Buddhist physician Meng Yaoyin experienced a similar situation, which rapidly worsened until she lost her mind and became unable to communicate.

This process is now much shorter than before.

Not long after, Buddhist Physician Meng Yaoyin was already showing signs of being unable to hold on.

White Paper Immortal City.

City Lord's Mansion.

The city lord himself was also quietly waiting for Luo Si's next military order.

There was no withdrawal of troops, nor was there any reinforcement.

The city lord's expression was gloomy, and he sneered inwardly, "The enemy general is quite interesting."

Since the vanguard general and others insisted on advancing recklessly and stormed into the south gate, there is no point in retreating now.

Compassion does not command troops!

Luo Si's lack of a formal order was itself a command: to continue making them the prey, luring the White Paper Immortal City to make further moves.

Luo Si needs to see the true strength of the White Paper Immortal City.

"Then let me show you." Seeing that he could not lure more of the enemy's forces, the city lord immediately threw out a ruler.

The ruler transformed into a rainbow of light, piercing through the sky and appearing above the battlefield at the South Gate in just a few breaths.

The ruler froze in mid-air, attracting the attention of many people.

This ruler was three feet six and a half inches long, its surface warm and smooth, a deep blue-green. The ruler was straight and rigid, with fine lines densely covering both sides, resembling crackled porcelain, seemingly chaotic yet containing a certain beauty.

The surface of the ruler exudes a layer of faint, grayish-white ethereal aura, like a thin veil shrouding jade, with extremely subtle rustling sounds as the air wisps move about.

Tai Su Sanxing Ruler!
The next moment, the primordial energy surged forth, mingling with the jade light emanating from the foot-long body, and shot towards the mournful spirit.

Yanwei Ghost General stepped forward, blocking the way for Sang Le You Ling. He felt a strong sense of unease, so he immediately raised the strongest defense he had ever had.

But when the light of the Tai Su Jade shone on him, it immediately dispersed his form, dividing him into a stream of Yin energy, a golden elixir, three souls, and six spirits.

His magical artifacts, weapons, and other equipment were scattered on the ground.

The Great Primordial is the beginning of matter, before it has taken shape; the scattered form returns to the Great Void at the end of time!

As the poem on the back of the jade ruler says: "The green jade measures the eons, the primordial chaos returns to dust."

The Rocky Ghost General was powerless to resist and fell apart, dying on the spot.

This scene horrified everyone, who instinctively stepped back to keep their distance from the terrifying ruler!

Only the vanguard general let out a low roar and advanced instead of retreating: "Protect the Mourning Spirit!!"

The generals of the ghost army realized that the south gate was now closed, and the only way to escape quickly was through the winding path.

So, they gritted their teeth and swarmed forward to protect the mourner.

They shouted, "Quick, adjust the direction of the curve so we can get out!"

It turns out that this secluded path is a one-way passage, only allowing passage in one direction. It can either lead from outside the city to inside, or from inside the city to outside.

The somber, gloomy figure remained completely unresponsive.

As they spoke, the Tai Su Scattered Ruler emitted a mysterious light once more, illuminating the surrounding area.

The ghost generals were terrified. Even with their best efforts to defend, all the ghost generals within the range of the mysterious light were disintegrated and scattered. Many magical treasures and weapons broke apart and turned into various parts.

The mournful spirits were among them, leaving behind only scattered and separated souls and spirits, and a golden elixir.

The Guiji Curved Path Candle, which had burned down to just a small stub, was also broken down into a pile of wax, wick, and flame.

This astonishing scene silenced the entire battlefield!

The several ghost generals outside the Xuan Guang were still in shock, knowing that they had only escaped with their lives by sheer luck.

Without the support of wax and wick, the candle flame rapidly shrank, and the winding path also shrank dramatically, on the verge of disappearing completely.

Inside the giant paper statue, the Buddhist healer Meng Yaoyin opened her eyes, sighed softly, and said to Ning Zhuo, "The time has come, Xiao Zhuo."

Ning Zhuo hesitated for a moment, then suddenly unleashed the Cremation Prajna Healing Scripture.

The familiar flames reignited, this time spreading rapidly from the inside out within the giant paper statue.

Buddhist Physician Meng Yaoyin gently waved her hand, causing ripples in the space.

The next moment, she summoned the magical artifact, the Path Lantern. This Path Lantern was octagonal in shape, four feet two inches tall and one foot eight inches in diameter. Its top was domed and tapered, while its bottom was square and flat. The material appeared to be brass and sandalwood.

The field lights can significantly regulate the local climate, creating fertile soil and enabling the flow of traffic through the fields.

Before her death, Meng Yaoyin secretly placed it inside the giant paper statue, using its power and wonders to secretly connect several places in the underworld.

In every hidden place, there is an army of paper figures!
boom!
The golden elixir of the Buddhist physician Meng Yaoyin emitted light, spewing out a massive amount of magical power, all of which was poured into the Qianmo Lamp, causing the latter to unleash its full power.

It also activates related magic arrays, connecting Yin and Yang.

The flames brought by the cremation of the Prajna Sutra have already begun to burn fiercely.

The paper giant suddenly burst into flames, surprising both sides.

Under the cover of firelight, the lights of the fields directly affected the battlefield, causing the Guiji Path to suddenly expand!
The winding path, which was originally a narrow trail, has suddenly transformed into a vortex-like black hole. Within this black hole, a wide, straight road leads directly to the underworld, no longer outside the city of the living.

Amidst everyone's astonished gazes, the giant paper figure, engulfed in flames, strode directly into the black hole, its form disappearing into the underworld.

Before leaving, he also took several golden pills, as well as a pile of disassembled magical treasures and weapons.

"Xiao Ma!" Qing Chi shouted, and without thinking, he led the charge, rushing into the underworld.

Qingjiao Army followed closely behind.

"Everything went smoothly." Sun Lingtong saw that the Qingjiao Army had all rushed into the passage before leading the ox cavalry into the third wave.

On the side of the Yin army, the remaining ghost generals reacted and rushed into the passage.

Ross frowned.

This passage leads directly to the underworld, which made him sense a conspiracy, and he decisively gave the order.

Upon receiving the new military order, a large number of headless ghost riders in the White Paper Immortal City immediately turned around and rushed into the passage, becoming the fifth wave to enter.

Inside the city lord's mansion, the city lord himself witnessed this entire scene.

She frowned, thought for a moment, and then remotely controlled the Tai Su Dispersion Ruler to strike the black hole passage again.

The Tai Su Scattering Ruler was incredibly powerful. Just before it was about to shatter, the Bone Tomb Daoist let out a strange cry and, with lightning speed, hurriedly squeezed into the passage.

There's really no other way!

The situation changed too quickly.

The city lord's true form made a huge move, reaping immense rewards. She was extraordinary in herself, and as the city lord, she possessed the blessing and amplification of the entire immortal city.

The White Paper Immortal City is unlike the Fire Persimmon Immortal City. The former was created by the scholar Xuan Su with a mysterious purpose, almost exclusively for the city lord. The latter, on the other hand, was built through the collaboration of the Southern Bean Royal Family and several major local families. The city lord was strictly controlled, making it difficult for him to use the city's protective formation to enhance his own power.

This is also the first public appearance of the Tai Su Sanxing Ruler!

Its ingenious uses are so strange that they are terrifying.

With the city lord's main body officially joining the battle, the defensive battle of the White Paper Immortal City has taken on a new phase.

Blackwater Mountain supported the White Paper Immortal City, making it easy to defend and difficult to attack.

The Yin army suffered heavy losses, including many Golden Core level ghost generals, a three-headed bone giant, a large number of headless ghost cavalry, and traitors like the Bone Tomb Taoist.

Although the White Paper Immortal City successfully executed its strategy of trapping the enemy, it also lost important combat forces such as the Paper Giant, Ning Zhuo (Jiao Ma), and the Qing Jiao Army.

Both sides suffered losses, but overall the Yin army suffered greater casualties.

Hades.

The sacrificial altar was raided.

A cold wind swept through, causing the robes of the Lord of the River of Oblivion to flutter.

Although he has been resting as much as possible, his recovery speed is not satisfactory.

After suffering losses in battles with the Sorrowful Goddess and the Silent Ghost Monk, the Lord of the Forgotten Rivers now only has 60% of his fighting strength remaining.

However, a formidable enemy has arrived!

Within the dark and silent clouds, streaks of candlelight were lit.

Under the candlelight, a lotus platform made of charred bones floated leisurely by.

A monk sat cross-legged on the lotus platform.

His body was covered in charred bones, and he wore a tattered cloak. The cloak fluttered and rustled in the wind.

He had no flesh and blood, no skin, no eyeballs, ears, or other organs; he was just a skeleton.

But his eyes were not empty; instead, they burned with candlelight.

His left arm was wrapped in bronze chains, while his right arm was covered with a layer of yellow cloth. Candle wax dripped continuously from the oily yellow cloth.

With each breath he took, sparks would fly out from his mouth and nose.

Encircling his body, inside the lotus seed cave of the lotus platform, were nine candles of different shapes. None of these candles were lit, and each had a unique and mysterious form.

Lord Wangchuan took a deep breath, revealing an unprecedentedly solemn expression.

He sighed deeply: "You really did come after all."

The formidable enemy that has arrived this time is no ordinary foe. It can be said to be the strongest and most feared existence in the eyes of Lord Wangchuan – Lord Guihuo Yin Jiuzhu!

The Ghost Fire Underworld and the River of Oblivion Underworld are closely adjacent and have a tense relationship, which has been the case since the distant past and is difficult to improve.

Regardless of who is stronger or weaker, both sides have their own calculations and want to annex the other.

The Lord of Wangchuan's actions this time are bound to provoke a strong reaction from the Lord of Guihuo.

If we're talking about the underworld, who would least want to see the Lord of the River of Oblivion succeed? It would definitely be the Lord of Ghost Fire!
Lord Wangchuan said, "You have gone far from the Ghost Fire Underworld and deep into the heart of my Wangchuan Underworld, abandoning the advantage of terrain and taking the initiative to invade. You must have really lost your mind."

Lord Wangchuan shook his head, looking as if he felt sorry for the other party.

Lord Ghostfire sneered: "Stop pretending. The Sorrowful Lady and the Silent Monk were all orchestrated by me."

"Besides that, there is also the painted-skin Rakshasa."

"Hehehe, you can guess where she is now?"

Lord Wangchuan immediately felt a sense of foreboding, and he quickly suppressed this thought: "She should be here, doing everything she can to stop me from achieving enlightenment."

"It would be such a shame if she weren't here."

"After you fail, you will regret not focusing all your efforts on targeting me."

Lord Ghostfire sneered: "Lord of the River of Oblivion, do you think I haven't had someone divine the future? The Jade-Faced Rakshasa has already infiltrated your River of Oblivion Immortal City, and she will wreak havoc within it. This is because I have already had someone calculate that destroying the River of Oblivion Immortal City will greatly benefit your path to enlightenment!"

Before he finished speaking, Lord Ghostfire made his move.

A candle directly in front of him lit itself.

The candle was deathly white, like withered bones, its surface riddled with tiny holes, resembling countless wailing mouths. The wick was a wisp of tangled, translucent, grayish-white smoke.

Once lit, the candle flame flickered, revealing countless struggling ghostly figures, emitting a chilling, mournful murmur.

Soul-summoning candle!
The candlelight emitted a terrifying suction force, forcibly drawing in the souls of the surrounding underworld cultivators.

Lord Wangchuan also felt his soul was unstable, so he quickly cast a spell to calm himself down.

Lord Ghostfire tested him with one move, and upon receiving the result, he threw his head back and laughed loudly: "Lord of the River of Oblivion, you have indeed become weaker."

A secluded place.

"This is where?!"

"How can there be so many paper figures?"

The Qingjiao Army was filled with doubt and suspicion.

"Xiao Ma!" Qing Chi called out, running towards the giant paper statue.

The paper statue collapsed with a crash, and the spiritual light gained from its burning gathered entirely into the body of the Buddhist physician Meng Yaoyin.

(End of this chapter)