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Chapter 660 A Few Things About the Underworld
Using the legends of the Immortal Realm to prove that the Nine Heavens lineage is no less powerful than humans!
"The legendary Immortal Realm is nothing more than this!" A prodigy roared as he killed beings from the Immortal Realm, his blood staining the ground.

"I am invincible after nine days!"

"Destined to rule all the heavens and myriad realms, becoming the only true realm!" a being roared, shaking the universe and the past and present, carrying an undying will to fulfill the eternal wish of the Shrouding Heaven people after the Chaotic Ancient Era.

Although the creatures that have been born over the past 300,000 years have lived in a peaceful and tranquil world, they have never experienced a war of this scale.

But amidst the chaos of war, the blood of the Heavenly Emperor within them began to reawaken, allowing them to adapt to such combat with remarkable ease.

Stepping through seas of blood, transcending oneself amidst slaughter, every now and then a prodigy breaks through their own shackles, unleashing the accumulated power of 300,000 years, surpassing their past selves, and achieving the ultimate realm.

More than one being has taken this step, transcending the flames of war.

Ultimately, it's a matter of environment. Although Qin Tian has tried his best to simulate the past environment, this world is now peaceful and stable, and is fundamentally different from the world of the past.

This is undoubtedly progress, an overall improvement of the immortal civilization. When it comes to top geniuses, the geniuses of this era are no weaker than the forbidden ones of the past.

However, every advantage has its disadvantages. Most of the creatures born in these 300,000 years have lived too peacefully and lacked tempering.

Although the illusory realm of gods exists, it is fake, and a comfortable and safe environment makes it difficult to truly tap into the potential of living beings.

But now things are different. A true, unprecedented war has begun, and blood and fire are burning across the land.

The blood of their ancestors was reviving within them, and the combat experience within their bloodline treasures was being unearthed, allowing each new recruit to grow rapidly into an immortal veteran, charging forward and slaying the creatures of the Immortal Realm.

Meanwhile, the underworld was also quite lively. Once the war started, the underworld expanded like a balloon, growing dozens of times larger in an instant.

The living beings accumulated over 300,000 years were lost in an instant, with countless souls falling into the underworld. Countless ghost soldiers and messengers were busy to the point of death, and a considerable number of them wanted to be reincarnated and return to the human world.

In just a brief exchange, they depleted ten thousand years of accumulated strength.

In fact, the Heavenly Court had a much better way to wipe out the enemy. Standing high above the nine heavens, they could activate the Zhou Tian Star Array and teach them a lesson with a single shot.

But this is not about quelling a rebellion; it's about training troops, close-quarters combat, and brutal, hand-to-hand fighting. This is the best way to unleash the potential of the heavenly soldiers.

If Qin Tian hadn't been in charge of reincarnation, he would never have dared to train his troops like this.

"Where is this? Wasn't I already dead? How can I still be conscious?!" A being from the Immortal Realm looked at this world with a bewildered expression.

A dark moon hung high in the sky, radiating a light that made the "ghosts" feel comfortable. Before them flowed a long river that seemed to run through the entire world, its origin and destination unknown.

Countless souls like his float within, some with ferocious expressions of vengeful spirits, others with benevolent faces. Their good and evil will be rewarded or punished within. The virtuous will have their souls strengthened, able to enter the underworld as underworld officials, or enter the cycle of reincarnation.
The wicked, on the other hand, sink into this river, gradually eroding themselves until their sins are washed away, and then they are reincarnated.

Even if one is reborn, one will be reborn into one of the three lower realms, where there is little opportunity for cultivation.

Flowers of the other shore bloom along the shore, adorning the tranquil stillness and allowing people to forget their sorrows, pains, and the past. Upon seeing this, the creatures of the celestial realm cannot help but feel a sense of fear and warmth.

Fear stems from the lingering instincts of living beings. As living beings, they have an innate fear of ghosts and monsters in the underworld, a fear that is difficult to escape even for those who have reached a transcendent level of cultivation.

As for the sense of intimacy in his heart, it was because he had already died, and as a soul, this was his final resting place, so a sense of intimacy naturally arose.

And as time goes by, this sense of intimacy will continue to grow stronger, taking root in his heart, making him stay in this world, and apart from reincarnation, it will be difficult for him to return to the mortal realm.

"This is the underworld, the place of reincarnation!"

"Of course people come here after they die!" a celestial spirit beside him said lazily. "You don't even know that!"

"It seems the Immortal Realm is nothing special, they don't even know about reincarnation!" the Nine Heavens beings mocked, showing no urge to kill their opponents in their battles in the outside world.

No matter where a living being is born, once it enters the underworld, it is considered part of the system of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, and thus becomes one of us.

This is also why the beings of the Nine Heavens believed that they would surely win in their conquest of the heavens.

One side grew weaker and weaker with each battle, while the other grew stronger. As time went on, familiar yet unfamiliar figures gradually appeared in the armies of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

Those were powerful beings from other realms after reincarnation. They also participated in this war, becoming soldiers, stepping on their allies from their past lives to grow stronger in this life.

Reincarnation can be considered a treasure of civilization, possessing the characteristics of minotaurs. Just like dark matter, as the battle progresses, all the creatures on one's side betray one's side, becoming warriors from other realms, and turning against one's homeland to attack it.

Who can bear this!

"Reincarnation, Underworld!" As they chanted these two words, the souls of the Immortal Realm couldn't help but feel a sense of awe; it was an instinctive reaction.

Just then, another group of souls entered the underworld. At this moment, the nine-day-old spirit saw a being who looked similar to him. The person was middle-aged, about thirty or forty years old, wearing golden armor, and dressed as a heavenly soldier.

"Hey, you old geezer, didn't I take a knife for you?"

"Why did you come down here!" the nine spirits roared angrily.

"I'm still hoping you and my mom will give birth to me again," the nine-day-old spirit muttered.

It wasn't hard to tell from their words that they were father and son. "Nonsense, you've come down here, how could your father not avenge you!" He rolled his eyes in annoyance.

His own son was killed; how could he not go mad and seek revenge?

However, fighting in a large army is different from other battles. Although he killed enemies, he also fell under the siege.

However, before his death, he self-destructed and took away several immortal beings, earning military merit, so it wasn't a complete loss.

"Good heavens, so your revenge is sending yourself to the underworld too?" the son retorted.

"You're too lame!"

"Hey, you're so disrespectful! How dare you talk to your father like that!" The old man glared and puffed out his beard. If it weren't for the fact that violence was forbidden in the underworld, he would have already rolled up his sleeves and started fighting.

"Who are you calling son?!" A glint of shrewdness flashed in the son's eyes.

The father shouted, "Son!"

"Old man, who knows who will be my father in the next life!"

"Come on, call me big brother!" the son said arrogantly. "If you don't call me big brother, believe me, I'll beat you up every day in your next life!"

“I’ve heard that some deep-seated obsessions can be preserved after reincarnation,” the son chuckled.

"What do you think will happen if, during my reincarnation, I constantly think about beating my younger brother?!"

"You have no manners! Did you forget to read the announcement?!" the old man said sullenly. "This war is just a training exercise!"

"And then?" the son asked timidly, sensing an ominous feeling.

The old man revealed a sinister smile: "Those who perish during training do not enter the cycle of reincarnation. They will be reborn in the Immortal Transformation Pool of the Dao Realm, where they will use the essence and blood we left behind to rebuild their physical bodies. At that time, all that is needed is to return their souls to their rightful place to revive them."

"So, I'm still your father!"

The Immortal Transformation Pool was a divine artifact specially crafted by Qin Tian for conquering the Boundary Sea. Before the war, all the heavenly soldiers and generals would leave a drop of their essence blood in the Immortal Transformation Pool, so that even if they perished in the war, they would be safe.

Alternatively, one can use the power of the Immortal Transformation Pool to recreate a body exactly the same as the original. All that is needed is for the soul to reside in it to complete the revival.

Compared to the cycle of forgetting everything, all beings prefer the Immortal Transformation Pool where they can be reborn.

Of course, the Immortal Transformation Pool also has many side effects. For example, one's lifespan remains the same as it was in the past, and since it does not isolate one's past and present life's achievements, it is not as beneficial to cultivation.

Even so, the Immortal Transformation Pool remains the most popular artifact in the Daoist world.

After all, there are only a few truly ruthless characters in this world.

The son's face stiffened, then he looked enlightened, as if he had just seen him: "Ahem, Dad, what are you doing here?!"

He tried to play dumb and fool his father, but his father was so shrewd that he wouldn't be fooled so easily.

"Kid, just wait and see how I'll teach you a lesson when we return to the mortal realm!"

The old man was furious. The underworld has its own order; violence is forbidden. He'll teach this brat a lesson another day when he returns to the mortal realm.

He had already decided to retrieve the supreme artifact, the Seven Wolves, which had been sealed away for many years.

We must teach this son, who is plotting rebellion, a lesson he must learn.

"Hey, isn't this my good brother!" The son's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had seen someone.

"Dad, I saw my brother, I'll go first!" He twisted his soul and hurriedly moved away from his father.

He was filled with regret at that moment. He had been so focused on fighting that he had forgotten to log into the Realm of Gods and take a good look at the policies.

Now we're in trouble, we're going to get attacked by seven wolves!
He's tens of thousands of years old.

If word gets out, how will he ever face anyone?
I rose up amidst the flames of war, fighting against the creatures of the immortal realm.

You're tens of thousands of years old and your father still beats you with Seven Wolves!
I have fought through reincarnation and protected the universe.

You're tens of thousands of years old, and you're still being beaten by your father with Seven Wolves. Just thinking about such a future makes him feel ashamed and indignant.

How is he supposed to leave the house now?!

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(End of this chapter)