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Chapter 347: The Choice of Becoming a True God
Outside the Heavenly Palace.

A large number of pyramids collapsed, rubble was everywhere, dried corpses were scattered all over the ground, and the breath of death filled the air, just like a Shura purgatory.

This is the battlefield between foreign demigods and resistance forces.

Taoist Fang also destroyed the pyramid's light column with thunder and lightning, successfully delaying his promotion to the underworld, although he was eventually exiled by the Lord of the Underworld.

The other demigods on both sides also perished under the cover of the blood moon.

But it's not over yet.

At this time, a large number of native demigods from the underworld reluctantly poured out of the Heavenly Palace.

If Lu Yue could see it, he would also be surprised.

In order to prevent him from leaving, the Lord of the Underworld did not mobilize even a trace of the origin in the Heavenly Pond to create demigods. After the Underworld experienced two wars, how could the other party summon so many demigods without calling on the origin in the Heavenly Pond? ! ! !

Even Lu Yue had to admire the Lord of the Underworld's background.

Of course, he didn't know that these demigods were different from before.

These demigods with reluctant expressions are either the leaders of the underworld forces or old monsters who have survived for tens of thousands of years. However, the passage of time has not made them braver, but has made them more afraid of death.

The days of luxury made them realize that once their bodies died and their souls entered Tianchi, they would not be able to compete with those young and energetic demigods.

So in the last battle in Heaven, when faced with the order from the emperor's disciples to summon the half-gods of the Nine Provinces to defend Heaven, they made up all kinds of excuses to shirk their responsibilities and thus lived in disgrace.

However, this time the Lord of the Underworld gave the order personally, and they dared not disobey.

That's why there is this scene of being extremely reluctant to carry the cornerstone of the world.

A demigod dressed in gorgeous clothes and with delicate skin and flesh, carrying the cornerstone of the world on his back, his legs trembling like a sieve. As a result, he was tripped by a mummy.

The heavy cornerstone of the world instantly knocked him unconscious.

He was so angry that he got up and crushed the corpse of the demigod who was resisting the forces under his feet with one foot, cursing non-stop: "Damn it, my clothes are still new, these barbarians, they won't let me rest in peace even after they die!!!"

Another companion reminded: "The corpse seems to be a foreign demigod."

This sentence was like adding fuel to the fire. The Chinese-dressed demigod was furious. "Foreign demigods? They deserve to die! Hundreds of thousands of people actually fell into the trap and were wiped out by those barbarians. Even if it was hundreds of thousands of pigs, it would take several days to catch them. If it weren't for them, how could we be reduced to coolies and do such rough work for them!"

As soon as these words came out, the demigods around him echoed them.

"That's right! Suffering?! Is this what people of our status do?!"

"We had already suffered enough when the Emperor became a demigod."

"That's right. We were the first group of old men who followed the emperor to fight. When we achieved the status of demigods, even the emperor's disciples were still in their mother's wombs."

"These barbarians are really capable of carrying this foundation of the world. I only carried it for a short while before I felt my bones were about to fall apart. How could they do it for so long?!"

"A demigod from a barbarian land is born to do this kind of menial work!"

"By the way, did the Lord of the Underworld come today?"

"No……"

"If he doesn't come, that's enough. It's time to rest..."

Some demigods discovered that the Lord of the Underworld was not always supervising their work. After figuring out the gaps in the Lord of the Underworld's supervision, they began to slack off.

This also led to extremely slow progress in the restoration of the pyramid.

This inadvertently bought Lu Yue some time.

But no matter how slow it is, it will be completed one day.

As time passed, several months went by in a flash.

Finally, on this day, the pyramid was completed.

For a moment, countless beams of light gathered together like a giant dragon.

Re-support the Yinsi Palace.

Whoosh!
In an instant, a ball of golden light surged in the sky like a tide, covering the Yinsi Palace. Countless demigods below witnessed this scene.

At this time, a demigod was so excited that his voice changed. "This is... This is the auspicious golden light brought by the world's promotion. It symbolizes the destiny of the center of the world. If we can absorb a little bit of it, it will be of great benefit to our future path to becoming a god..."

Many demigods felt refreshed as soon as they were touched by the auspicious golden light. All the fatigue from the past few months was swept away, and some even made a great improvement in their strength.

This is truly a godsend!
For a moment, a large number of demigods frantically absorbed the auspicious golden light.

Over here, next to Tianchi Lake.

Noticing that Lu Yue had not made any movement during this period, the Lord of the Underworld realized that the time was almost up. Just when he was about to spy on the secrets in Lu Yue's body... the next second, he suddenly looked up because he felt the promotion of the world.

Compared with promotion, exploring the secrets of Lu Yue's body can be put aside for the time being.

Whoosh!
The Lord of the Underworld flew up like a meteor, and his body instantly became extremely huge. He ignored the auspicious golden light around him and rushed straight into the center of the golden light.

At this moment, the Lord of the Underworld was at the core of the world, and countless complicated rules of the world poured into his body like a tide, paving the way for his path to becoming a god.

Rumble!
Finally... a smooth road slowly emerged before his eyes.

Behind the road, countless lives were left far behind.

And not far ahead is the other side.

That is the destination that countless creatures dream of.

Even he, the lord of all demigods in the world, showed a trace of longing on his face.

Tap! Tap!
Without any hesitation, the Lord of the Underworld walked towards the other side step by step.

Suddenly, he stopped.

Because on the other side of the river, several images appeared.

On the left is a white-haired wealthy man dressed in bright red and green, leisurely basking in the sun. Countless people around him are kneeling and bowing devoutly, shouting "Long live the godfather".

On the other side was a serious middle-aged man who was cooking in the kitchen, with the spatula in his hand flying up and down, while in front of him were countless powerful demigods salivating.

There were also people meditating with their eyes closed in a small cave, their bodies almost blending into the surrounding rocks, as if they had become one with the heaven and earth.

There are also old men in long gowns fishing and beggars begging on the streets...

Who are these figures?

Why did it appear on the other side?
The Lord of the Underworld, who thought he was in control of everything, couldn't help but frown.

At this time, the figures on the other side also noticed the Lord of the Underworld.

The white-haired old man had a sharp gaze that penetrated through the space. He said with a little surprise, "It's you, No. 9. You finally reached the other side. It seems that you succeeded."

On the other side, the cook put down the spatula, looked up and down at the Lord of the Underworld, and asked, "Are you sure it's number nine? It's been tens of thousands of years."

In the cave, the petrified figure slowly opened his eyes. In an instant, the cave shook violently. He stood up and said in a deep voice, "Yes, it was Number Nine. I felt the origin of his creation."

"I thought No. 9 had failed. After all, the blood moon was too terrifying..."

"Number Nine, tell us quickly, did you succeed?!"

The people on the other side of the other side were clearly in different time and space, but they could see each other. What was even more strange was that they actually knew the Lord of the Underworld.

The Lord of the Underworld shouted loudly: "Who are you?!!!"

"Everyone, No. 9 has reincarnated and has long forgotten his past. Don't rush to ask him. Let me help him regain his memory first..." The white-haired rich old man stood up, looked at the Lord of the Underworld, and said slowly while fanning himself with a palm-leaf fan: "Your name is No. 9, a true god from our 'free' faction."

"We all reached the other side long ago, but because of something, you chose to reincarnate and start the path to becoming a god again."

The Lord of the Underworld asked back, "What could make me give up my position as a true god?"

In his view, becoming a true God is the dream of all living beings.

If he had already achieved true God, why would he give up?

He suspected that this was a trap, but in order to obtain more information, he decided to go along with what the other party said for the time being.

"You gave up your position as a true god because of the blood moon." "Of course, it's not just you. Over the years, many true gods in our 'free' faction have given up their positions as true gods and chosen to reincarnate. Their purpose is the same as yours, which is to find a way to be immune to the blood moon and bring it back to us."

"Have you never wondered why you are so special?"

"A reincarnated True God is destined to be different from the moment he is born. The origin of your creation will also reincarnate with you. This is the advantage of us True Gods who reincarnate. Compared with other creatures, we have a greater chance of reaching the other shore again."

"Of course... the reincarnation process is full of unknowns and there are certain risks."

The Lord of the Underworld was moved. It was indeed easy for him to create the origin, and he always thought it was a gift. He didn't expect that it was inherited from his previous life.

By this time he had begun to believe what the other party said.

Because he could feel that these people had reached the other side.

These true gods would not have nothing better to do than to deceive him.

But he still asked a key question.

"Since you have achieved true gods, why are you also troubled by the blood moon?"

The white-haired rich man said solemnly: "The origin of the blood moon is extremely special. I will tell you in detail later. Now you only need to know that the blood moon is targeting us liberal true gods. So even though we have been promoted to true gods in recent years, we are also very dangerous..."

The Lord of the Underworld keenly sensed that the white-haired old man's words seemed to contain a secret about the True God, so he continued to ask: "You just said we are the True God of the liberal sect. Are there other True Gods of other sects?"

"..."

"You will soon reach the other side and face this choice."

"In this universe, no matter what path a living being chooses to become a god, they will face two choices after reaching the other side. The first is to become a free person who is detached from everything and unrestrained, just like us, who can walk freely in the vast universe and no one can restrain us."

"Second, become a dedicated person, that is, become a new ancient tree..."

"A new ancient tree?!!!"

The Lord of the Underworld raised his eyebrows.

This was a point of view he had never heard of before.

"Yes, the predecessors of the ancient trees were also true gods. When they reached the other side and achieved the status of true gods, they chose this path of dedication. This path means devoting everything they have to give birth to a new world and life."

"Compared to us liberal True Gods, the devoted Ancient Tree True Gods do not have any freedom. Their entire lives will be dedicated to the world and the creatures they have nurtured."

"You are about to take the final step. What is your choice?"

“Do you choose dedication or freedom?”

"If you choose to dedicate yourself, you will become a new ancient tree. However, in the ancient tree camp, weak ancient trees will also be excluded. You should have known this."

"But if you choose freedom and return to us, you need to sacrifice everything to this ancient tree. This is our pledge of allegiance to the liberal true god. It means that we will be free from now on. We can fly in the universe or live in other ancient tree worlds as we please."

For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the Lord of the Underworld.

Then, the white-haired old man added, "We, the true gods of the liberal faction, have sworn an oath that whoever can bring back a method to be immune to the blood moon will be honored as our king. If you choose to return, you will be our king."

“I choose to return.”

The Lord of the Underworld gave the answer without hesitation.

Whether true or false, he would not choose the first one.

There is absolutely no way he can become an ancient tree.

The word "dedication" is not in his dictionary.

Moreover, as the Lord of the Underworld, he is the master of all demigods in the world.

He has dominated the world for tens of thousands of years, so naturally he doesn't want to be under someone else's control for long.

He... the Lord of the Underworld, will become the Lord of the Universe.

He will become the Son of Heaven of all true gods!

For this goal, even if I have to sacrifice my own world, what's the harm? ! !
Anyway, this ancient tree is already crumbling.

"We are waiting for you on the other side...our king."

At the end of the other side, all the true gods bowed and nodded.

Pay tribute to the king who returns with a way to gain immunity to Blood Moons.

At the last moment, the Lord of the Underworld looked coldly at the creatures behind him who followed him on the path to becoming a god, and coldly spat out two words: "Sacrifice!"

"........."

Below, the demigods were frantically absorbing the auspicious golden light derived from the world's transformation. Suddenly, a surprised voice sounded: "Strange, how could the auspicious golden light suddenly disappear?!!!"

"Could it be that the world has already completed its promotion?"

"Isn't this too fast?"

One demigod shook his head and accidentally saw his companion beside him. He immediately screamed, "Wait, you... your lower body is gone!!!"

In just a few seconds, the demigod was reduced to dust.

What on earth happened? ! ! !
Who could kill someone without anyone noticing? ! ! !

The gods' scalps tingled.

However, this is just the beginning.

"Your body...your body is also dissipating..."

"My body...what is going on?!!"

“I don’t want to die…”

"It's the Lord of the Underworld... He is offering a sacrifice..."

Cries of fear echoed all around.

Even though they were at the top of the food chain, they seemed to have returned to the days of ordinary people. The fear and helplessness they felt when facing terrifying ghosts lingered all over their bodies.

In just a few seconds, half of the people at the scene experienced strange physical conditions.

They were filled with fear, and before they could utter a word, they turned into sand and drifted away with the wind.

The rest of the people found the truth from the last words of the Vanished.

This is their Son of Heaven, the Lord of the Underworld is sacrificing them!!!
Not only the demigods, but other creatures in the underworld are also disappearing one after another.

In order to gain promotion, the Lord of the Underworld is willing to sacrifice all living beings and the world.

The news spread across Kyushu in an instant.

In an instant, the land of Kyushu fell into chaos.

Some fanatical believers shouted to the sky, asking at the top of their lungs: "Why? ! ! My Lord... why do you treat us like this? What did we do wrong? ! ! ! "

The only response they received was ruthless destruction.

Some people chose to resist, but they all enjoyed the benefits brought by the Lord of the Underworld's path to becoming a god, and their understanding of becoming a god was infinitely close to zero. Even if they woke up now, it was too late.

The four poles collapsed and the nine provinces cracked.

The sky was crumbling, the earth was in pieces, the fire was blazing and lasted for a long time, the flood was surging and rushing, the whole world seemed to have lost gravity, all living beings, whether ordinary people or extraordinary people, or birds and beasts, were suspended in mid-air, slowly dying in despair...

Faced with all this, the Lord of the Underworld watched coldly with an indifferent expression.

Suddenly, he seemed to sense something, and his eyes were as sharp as torches, looking into the distance.

Against the backdrop of countless creatures floating and struggling, a figure became increasingly clear. That figure was like a pillar supporting the sky, piercing through the sky. It was surrounded by red light and floated steadily in the air.

"If one person succeeds, his family and friends will benefit from it... It seems the ancients were right."

Beside Lu Yue, a rooster was crowing and a big dog was barking.

(End of this chapter)