Secular world: My destiny has no taboos

Chapter 455 Chapter 465: Half Volume of Life and Death Book (Part )

Meeting Lin Beixuan's gaze, the God of Death on the altar had murderous intent in his eyes, and deathly aura lingered in his dark pupils.

Among his three closest subordinates, one was killed and one was injured in just one encounter, and another was so devastated that he began to doubt his life.

The God of Death has not encountered such a situation for a long time since he became a secular god.

Its ability to shake fate has no effect on Lin Beixuan. In fact, it is no different from cutting off one's own arm.

But since the other party has already come here, there is no reason for it to retreat.

Killing its officials and breaking into its altar are unacceptable to any god.

The God of Death was filled with resentment towards Lin Beixuan, completely forgetting that it was the one who first wanted to destroy the temple that Lin Beixuan had just built.

In fact, secular gods are often just like humans, they are just a group of creatures with great power.

Their power is far from reaching its peak. They are not as strong as the Great God, and are even more incomparable to the Twelve Lords.

Therefore, the small gods in the secular world are in a relatively awkward position.

Therefore, three levels of upper, middle and lower began to appear among the minor gods, and the distinction within this level satisfied the competitive desire of some gods.

The God of Death, who was able to exert some of the power of the Book of Life and Death, naturally became the strongest among the lesser gods.

And because it contains the word "sorrow", people will think of it whenever there are sacrificial activities related to death in the secular world.

Although most of them are taboos in their hearts, the competition between secular gods is never about good or bad, but about incense and faith.

Some people have taboos about it while others believe in it. Even if their hearts are not sincere, they will still worship it for various reasons.

Although the incense is not pure, it is huge in number.

Recalling the past, the God of Death slowly walked out from the altar. In an instant, a huge amount of death energy surged like a tide. Wherever it went, the air was frozen layer by layer, as if a snow-colored filter was added in front of people's eyes.

The remaining two subordinates of the God of Death were worldly sons that he recruited after he descended into the world.

These two secular princes not only hold the status of officials under the God of Death, but also belong to two of the seven halls in Xuan Kingdom respectively, and their status is not small.

While providing Shangsangshen with all kinds of intelligence about the world, they also secretly pass on the information about Sangshen to the gangs behind them. From time to time, they also sell Sangshen's recent movements to other forces in the world. Even the official authorities occasionally become their clients.

At this moment, when the two saw that Sang Shen was about to fight with the opponent, they had already started planning how to escape.

The two of them looked at each other secretly, and both understood each other's thoughts. They naturally took a step back at the same time, silently protecting the God of Death in front of them.

"Where do you two want to go?"

However, at this moment, the old man with the word "memories" suddenly appeared behind the two of them, looking at them sinisterly.

One of the young secular men suddenly turned around and said with a smile, "Master Ge, you misunderstood me. I was preparing to perform a spell."

The prince next to him reacted immediately when he saw what was happening. His face straightened, he snorted with a righteous tone, and his eyes were scorching.

"Since I am an official of the Sangshen, how could I betray my master and run away? Don't think of me as such a despicable person."

The old man with the word "Meanwhile" is named Ge Jing. He is the official who has followed the God of Sang for the longest time and has experienced countless things.

At this moment, he glanced at the two worldly boys with cold eyes, and the hands behind his back had already written two negative words in the void.

"Do you think I don't know your true background? Before, everyone just took what they needed, which allowed you to continue to serve as your superior's subordinates in peace."

"Now that Your Majesty is in trouble, all you can think about is running away. Then I can't keep you here."

As soon as he finished speaking, the two negative characters in Ge Jing's hand flew out and turned into two illusory mountains that pressed down on the two of them.

The two secular princes looked at each other and thought that they could no longer hide in this situation, so they attacked Ge Jing without hesitation.

The officials under the God of Death were fighting among themselves, and Lin Beixuan also officially started fighting with the God of Death.

Walking in the space frozen by deathly aura, a layer of red karma flame burned on the left hand of Liuxia God on Lin Beixuan's body, and a circle of circular water flow attached to the right hand of the black-scaled dragon.

"Tell me, if I burn you with the flames of karma, will it hurt you?"

There was one black and one gold in Lin Beixuan's eyes, and the balance of good and evil appeared in his eyes. Even though the God of Death was almost the strongest of the minor gods, he still could not escape the judgment of good and evil in the Netherworld, which was a level higher than his altar.

creak creak...

The scale was shaking, and the God of Death found himself in a dark chaos. In front of him was a huge scale, holding his good and evil.

"Is this... rewarding the good and punishing the evil?"

A trace of shock appeared on Sangshen's pale face, and then he suddenly raised his head and looked at the fog in front of him, revealing the man wearing a black imperial robe and a crown on his head.

The man's body covered the sky, and his robes billowed. Although he gave people a somewhat unreal feeling, his majestic aura was already revealed.

He seemed to be the master of this world, and in his eyes, the scales of good and evil were just toys for weighing lives.

In an instant, Sangshen's heartbeat stopped.

The scale tilted towards the direction of evil, as if a big hand was constantly adding weight to it, and the direction of good was lifted up high.

It was the first time that Sangshen saw such a scene, but the inexplicable sense of familiarity made him feel that his current situation was very similar to when the Lord of the Underworld judged the evil spirits.

It’s just that the Lord of the Underworld uses a complete Book of Life and Death, and all the merits and demerits of the person being judged are written in the Book of Life and Death.

More powerful and more majestic, the other party is like a child compared to the Lord of the Underworld.

"I never thought that I would face judgment one day." The God of Sang looked at the scales representing evil falling continuously, with an indifferent look on his face.

However, when the scale of evil dropped to a certain level, the scale representing good actually began to slowly drop, pulling the scale of evil back.

Lin Beixuan raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that the God of Death could have a kind side.

A scornful smile appeared on the corner of the God of Death's mouth, and he was flipping the pages of the half-rolled Book of Life and Death in his hand.

At this moment, the Book of Life and Death glowed faintly, and names of individuals flew out and hovered beside the God of Death.

The God of Death shook his finger slightly and said, "The world has two sides, black and white, life and death. I have killed people and done evil, but I have also helped dying people come back to life."

"When the underworld was still around, it was even more meritorious, guiding the souls of the dead and sending them into reincarnation."

"So if good and evil are only determined by a scale, it is not accurate enough."

The God of Death looked calmly at the huge illusory man in black clothes in front of him, and pointed out the shortcomings of the identification of good and evil in the Netherworld without mercy.

As the scale swayed, Lin Beixuan saw for the first time that the scale representing good and evil was balanced.

The God of Death laughed strangely: "It seems that you can't judge me."

As he spoke, the death energy surrounding the God of Death surged, trying to break through the divine domain of Lin Beixuan. The powerful death energy was like a spike, trying to tear a hole in the sky that trapped the God of Death.

Lin Beixuan narrowed his eyes and watched quietly as the God of Death's momentum grew.

After all, he is the first echelon among the minor gods. Even though the God of Death's ability to modify fate is suppressed by him, his original power is still strong.

Lin Beixuan only felt that his divine domain was becoming shaky under the impact of powerful forces, and there were signs of it being torn apart.

"I can't go on like this. If I continue wasting time on this, it will be disadvantageous to me!" Lin Beixuan thought to himself.

"Although the scales have strangely reached a balance, its evil intentions are still greater than its good intentions."

Lin Beixuan frowned and forcibly exerted influence on the God of Death within his field.

[Dusk: You are judged as evil in the Netherworld, and your luck and lifespan are passively deprived. The Lord of the Netherworld is in charge of good and bad fortune. Based on your evilness, you will continue to be burned by the path-karma flames, and you will be deprived of your vision, hearing, and mobility.]

[Existing in the Netherworld Domain Sacrifice Field, all lives except the Netherworld Lord fall into a special 'Netherworld' state, and their spirits continue to decline. The effect of the path to which the Netherworld Lord belongs is doubled. 】

Under the influence of the field, Sangshen found that his sensory abilities were gradually diminishing, and even his control over his own body was fading, as if his body could no longer accept the commands of his brain.

"call--"

Suddenly, red fire lotus blossomed in the thick deathly air.

The God of Death looked down at the fire lotus blooming towards him at his feet, and his skin felt a slight burning sensation.

"Even the Red Lotus Karma Fire is already there!"

"Could it be that the new underworld is actually real?"

Sangshen took a deep breath and slowly withdrew his incredulous look.

The deathly aura emanating from it became increasingly cold, like a gust of cold air rushing towards the blazing and burning flames of karma.

However, Ye Yan just shook a little and was not affected at all.

Karma fire uses the opponent's karma as fuel to burn. Although the God of Death does not distinguish between good and evil in Lin Beixuan's judgment, his karma is still not small. It can even be said that he has the highest karma among all the secular gods Lin Beixuan has seen, except for the Xuanhuang Hungry Ghost.

The huge karma naturally becomes the fuel that fuels the burning of the karmic fire.

The closer you are to the God of Death, the more intensely the fire of karma burns.

The God of Death also understood this, so it wrapped the death energy around itself and tried its best to slow down the speed at which the karma fire burned towards it.

"Why is this hellfire more ferocious than the one I encountered when I was on duty in the underworld? Is it because it is in his domain?"

The God of Death felt the surging firepower coming from his side and couldn't help but want to leave this place as soon as possible.

There was a sound of a heavy object falling behind it. As the heavy object fell, the surrounding fire strangely did not burn the heavy object, but instead bypassed it from both sides.

The God of Death chuckled, and the lid of the heavy object behind him suddenly opened, revealing the cold and dark interior of the coffin.

This heavy object turned out to be a coffin.

The God of Death slowly retreated and entered the coffin, and the lid was closed. The karma fire that had been burning close to the God of Death now flew around like an ant that couldn't find its target.

When Lin Beixuan saw the coffin, he was stunned. He didn't expect that the God of Death would use this method to avoid the karma fire.

"That coffin is special!"

Lin Beixuan stared at the coffin of the God of Death, and the information on the panel emerged in his mind.

[The God-Devouring Coffin (Purple): Ranked 51st in the Weapon Legend Atlas, also known as the Nine Netherworld Coffin and the God-Eating Coffin.

It is carved from Kunlun cold jade. The jade is black and gathers dead air. It can catalyze a layer of Yellow Spring Weak Water, which is invulnerable to fire. Anyone who touches it will instantly age thirty years old. There is a secret message of God Burial engraved inside. Soaking in the Yellow Spring Weak Water will obtain the path - God Burial...】

After reading the information about the coffin in detail, Lin Beixuan said solemnly.

"Is it because of the Yellow Spring Weak Water that the Karma Fire actively avoided it?"

In the moment when Lin Beixuan was stunned, the death energy of the God of Death had torn a gap and began to erode outward, trying to destroy his divine domain.

"It is indeed troublesome to hide inside the turtle shell." Lin Beixuan's eyes fell on the God-Funning Coffin.

After the torn gap in the death energy was out of the coverage of the Netherworld Domain, it instantly transformed into people wearing bamboo hats and rushed towards Lin Beixuan.

If you look carefully, you can find that these people are exactly the same as those who were controlled by the God of Death and wanted to destroy Lin Beixuan Temple.

However, when these people just rushed to Lin Beixuan, the ground under their feet suddenly became empty, and a bloody hell was like a beast with its mouth wide open, swallowing them all.

At the moment when hell opened up, one could vaguely see a scene of mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Several ghost messengers were surrounded by various knives. There were wooden stakes standing in the sea of blood, with skinless bodies hanging on them.

The single glimpse of the scene that was revealed was filled with a strong bloody smell.

However, Lin Beixuan seemed not to see it, and his eyes were always on the coffin of the dead god.

He thought about it, and his right arm was covered with layers of black dragon scales, like a dragon's paw.

The void on his right side was torn apart by the sharp claws of the armor. After reaching in, he took out a strange weapon that looked like a knife but not a knife, and like a sword but not a sword.

The moment the decision was made, the entire space where the God-killing Altar appeared began to tremble wildly.

Ge Jing, who was fighting with two worldly princes not far away, felt the terrifying aura coming from Lin Beixuan's direction and suddenly raised his head to look over.

When he saw the weapon in Lin Beixuan's hand, his heart began to beat violently.

"If you are hit by this weapon, you will definitely die, even if you are a god of death."

Somehow, this idea sprouted in Ge Jing's mind, and while he was distracted, he was ambushed by two worldly princes.

After the two secular princes succeeded, they did not take Ge Jing's life immediately, but followed the other party's gaze and looked in the direction of Lin Beixuan.

"Wow!" One of them opened his mouth gradually and shouted in amazement.

In his eyes, Lin Beixuan's action of making a decision was reflected.

Just by lifting it upwards, cracks began to appear in the space around the decision, spreading like a spider web, getting bigger and bigger until they covered the entire space.

A faint light flowed along the blade-like edge, and there seemed to be countless resentful souls wailing and struggling inside, as if this weapon was born to carry resentment and killing.

The evil spirit belonging to Lin Beixuan rolled and turned into tentacles that drilled into the decision.

At this moment, everyone heard the weapon cheering excitedly, as if it had been suppressed for a long time and made a refreshing clanging sound.

Lin Beixuan's arm fell, and then a terrifying knife light flew towards the God-Fighting Coffin and arrived in front of the coffin in an instant.

(End of this chapter)