I, Superman, the Supreme Commander

The Black Mountain Demon looked up at another "self" in the sky rushing towards the big ball of light, feeling very proud.

But then he widened his eyes in disbelief——

The laughter in the sky suddenly stopped.

The Black Mountain Demon's clone that had just come in to provide support had not yet touched the large ball of light when it instantly disintegrated in mid-air about ten feet away from it, breaking into a ball of colorful light spots that were sucked into the white ball of light by an irresistible force.

[I should have thought of this earlier...]

The Black Mountain Old Demon regretted so much that he had wasted an incarnation at the Earthly Immortal level. He wanted to cry but had no tears. It was just that the support that he had sent in with great difficulty was killed immediately!

How stupid I am!

If the Forgotten River is so terrifying, the Six Paths of Reincarnation must be even more terrifying. Why did I suddenly want to rush up and interfere with Lu Xiaoer's spellcasting?

Ahhhh I regret it so much!

With the unexpected addition of the Black Mountain Old Demon's clone, the large white light ball began to become unstable as if harmful ingredients had been added. The originally pure white light was mixed with many colorful spots of light, and the pure black in the center also expanded a bit, as if a small black pupil had appeared in the center of a white eye.

Suddenly, the entire ball of light exuded a strong sense of evil.

"You idiot!"

Lu Zhidao could no longer sit still. He showed an angry look and cursed loudly. Then he quickly made hand gestures with his hands and sent out streams of magic power into the Book of Life and Death.

He gritted his teeth, and his handsome scholar's face was somewhat ferocious, obviously he had overdrawn his strength to cast a spell beyond his own level.

As spells were cast one after another, the Book of Life and Death glowed with golden light, and hundreds of golden runes flew out, rushing towards the big ball of light in the sky like moths to a flame. The big ball of light trembled and gradually returned to normal.

Lu Zhidao's appearance also changed from a teenager of fifteen or sixteen to a middle-aged man with gray hair and even wrinkles on his face.

I suddenly aged dozens of years.

"so close……"

Lu Zhidao heaved a sigh of relief, as if he had avoided something terrible. He then turned around and glared at the remaining clone of the Black Mountain Old Demon and said sternly, "You demon, do you know that you almost caused a disaster? If the six reincarnations are broken and the demons of hell are born, you and I will die!"

Reincarnation is broken? Demons from hell?

What the hell is this?

The Black Mountain Old Demon was confused. He had been in hell for a thousand years, so how could he have never heard of these things?

But he didn't dare to act rashly again.

He had invested all of his body that he had accumulated over ten thousand years, although he had left a small portion outside just in case. But it would probably take thousands of years for him to recover to the level of a celestial being with that small portion.

Now this clone at the level of Earthly Immortal might be more suitable as his real body. If he were to get involved again, all his money would be lost.

The Black Mountain Demon didn't dare to take risks again, but he found a way to control Lu Zhidao.

He picked up a piece of rock that was left after the previous body collapsed. Although these rocks had lost their magical powers and spirituality and turned into ordinary stones, they were still good props.

"Lu Xiao'er, I don't have to do anything. Just hand over the Book of Life and Death to me, or I will throw these stones into that big ball of light."

Looking at the reckless Black Mountain Old Demon, Lu Zhidao sighed heavily and looked up to the sky and lamented: "Is all this God's will? Can't escape the fate of reincarnation being broken?"

"Hey, Lu Xiao'er, stop playing tricks. Hand the treasure to me right now!"

"… Never mind. Never mind. I have done my best. The rest is up to God."

Facing the pressure from the Black Mountain Old Demon, Lu Zhidao just talked to himself.

Knowing that the old demon was impatient, he looked over and said seriously: "Heishan, you are also a creature born and raised by this world. I hope you can leave a glimmer of hope for all living beings in the future."

[It is better to let this devil rule than to destroy all living things...]

"This Book of Life and Death is a token of control over Fengdu. Holding it can control the underworld and the six realms of reincarnation."

"In addition to reincarnating sentient beings, the six realms of reincarnation also maintain the normal existence of heaven and earth. In it, there is a hell of endless suffering, where countless irrational evil spirits who only know how to kill are suppressed. You must remember to always replenish the six realms of reincarnation with incense and divine power..."

"You're so long-winded! I understand. As the Great Emperor of the Underworld, I will handle this mess myself."

The Black Mountain Old Demon said impatiently and stretched out his hand to signal Lu Zhidao to hand over the magic weapon.

Lu Zhidao sighed, waved his hand, and the Book of Life and Death flew gently towards the Black Mountain Demon.

"Boom!"

Before the treasure changed hands, the white space where the two were located suddenly shook, and the Forgotten River around them suddenly raised huge waves, and the whole space became unstable.

The sudden change caused the expressions of the Black Mountain Old Demon and Lu Zhidao to change drastically in an instant.

Lu Zhidao snatched back the Book of Life and Death, sensed it, and suddenly turned pale and looked panicked.

He exclaimed, "Oh no! Something happened at the gate of hell!"

It so happened that at this moment, another big man at the foot of Mount Tai removed the Ghost Gate and destroyed an important node of the black wall barrier that separated the Yin and Yang worlds.

A certain big shot never imagined that the Gate of Hell was also an indispensable and important part of the Black Wall.

The white ball of light in the sky began to shake violently, the light flickered, and the black spot in the center grew larger and smaller, looking very unstable.

"Montenegro, if you don't want to die, give me a hand!"

Lu Zhidao shouted loudly and reenacted the scene of stabbing himself in the chest, but this time he used his right hand. His palm went straight through his chest and he took out a handful of golden blood that exuded a divine aura. He used his finger as a pen and the blood as ink to write frantically on the Book of Life and Death.

Seeing Lu Zhidao starting to fight for his life, the Black Mountain Old Demon was stunned at first, then his face was full of confusion and hesitation, and finally he gritted his teeth.

[Damn it! There was a time when I was forced to join forces with Lu Xiaoer! ]

With a feeling of unwillingness, the Black Mountain Old Demon placed one hand on Lu Zhidao's back and injected all his magic power into Lu Zhidao without reservation.

Half of Lu Zhidao's body suddenly turned black, one of his eyes became as dark as ink, and he spat out a large mouthful of black blood.

However, it was the two completely different magical powers of gods and demons that conflicted in his body, causing him huge damage in an instant.

If he was not the body of a righteous god of heaven and earth, he would have been killed by this blow.

Lu Zhidao endured the injuries and injected the magic power of the Black Mountain Old Demon into the Book of Life and Death. Suddenly, hundreds of golden runes gushed out from the Book of Life and Death, like a swarm of bees, or like millions of fireflies gathering into a river.

After the golden runes flew out, they quickly formed into more than a dozen golden shapes - the Ten Kings of Hell, the Five Ghost Emperors, the King of Fengdu and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, and finally a goddess with a sacred and ethereal temperament, which was much larger than the other images.

These golden shadows seemed to have spirituality, and were arranged in order around the large white light ball.

The Ten Kings of Hell formed a circle, with the Five Ghost Kings at the five directions, the King of Fengdu at the top, and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva at the bottom, chanting obscure spells. The Holy Spirit Goddess even held the phantoms of the gods and the six realms of reincarnation in her arms, as if caressing a fetus in her belly.

Seeing this magnificent and incredible scene, the Black Mountain Old Demon suddenly seemed to understand something.

That goddess, who is greater and more sacred than the King of Fengdu and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, should be the legendary incarnation of the six realms of reincarnation, the Queen of Heaven and Earth.

[Strange. Why do I feel like I have seen the Empress there?]

For some reason, the Black Mountain Old Demon always felt that the appearance of Hou Tu Niangniang was familiar and somewhat familiar.