Wu Yu Saves the World

"Oh! How miserable! His clones were dispersed by a single punch. Let's see if Dizang dares to show off again. This is really a disgrace to the West."

When Ghost Emperor Zhao Wenhe and Ghost Emperor Wang Zhenren saw the scene of Wu Yu punching Dizang, they complained indifferently.

"But it's quite enjoyable. If it weren't for the order from the Queen Mother Hou Tu, I would have wanted to drive that bald donkey out of the underworld."

"We can only think about this matter now. Perhaps this time the son of the underworld's luck can rise up and lead us to restore the glory of the underworld."

"There's more to come. Look how old he is. Wait, this aura is wrong. Old Zhao, quickly take a look at that child!"

Zhao Wenhe followed the line of sight of his old friend Master Wang, and after taking a closer look, he actually started crying.

"Woo woo woo, Lao Wang, this time, maybe there is hope this time, right?"

"You crybaby, stop crying! We've been discovered!"

"what happened?"

At this moment, Wu Yu's voice reached their ears.

"I need you to help these two kids get a legitimate identity in the underworld and gain some experience. If you disagree, I believe my fist is very strong!"

Feeling the powerful aura that Wu Yu released towards them, Zhao Wenhe and Master Wang had no choice but to compromise.

"Your Excellency, we agree. From now on, those two kids will be my and Lao Wang's disciples, okay?"

Master Wang replied tremblingly.

This powerful aura is even more powerful than the aura of Hou Tu Niangniang in my memory. Isn't it said that there are no saints in this world anymore?

Even the top figures of various powers, such as Tathagata of the Western Paradise and Jade Emperor of the Eastern Heaven, are at the quasi-saint stage like them. However, Tathagata and Jade Emperor have already reached the quasi-saint great perfection, and are only a hair's breadth away from becoming a saint.

"That's great. Of course, I'm not a bandit, so I'll give these things to you. After all, I have some connection with this underworld."

As they were talking, a storage ring appeared in front of Zhao Wenhe and Master Wang respectively.

"There are many evil people in the underworld. For your safety, Zi'an Xiaolong and I have found two teachers for you. They are behind that door. Go ahead. I will find you when I am done."

"Mom, go and do your own thing. Xiaolong and I can take care of ourselves. Besides, we have a teacher."

"Come on, mom! We will wait for you to pick us up."

It was rare to see Wu Yu looking so serious. Wu Zian changed from his previous lively and coquettish appearance and said goodbye to his mother obediently.

At this moment, Wu Yu felt a sense of relief that his son had grown up.

"Go ahead, Mom will watch you go in."

Just as the two little ones were approaching the western gates of hell, the figures of Zhang Wenhe and Master Wang appeared in front of everyone.

"Don't worry, Your Excellency. We will take good care of the two young masters."

"Yu, thank you both."

As soon as she finished speaking, Wu Yu's figure had disappeared from the spot, and when she stabilized, she was already in a dreamy passage with strange lights and flowing glass.

"Is it worth it? Just because of so-called love, you protect him to this extent, even though he is no longer himself."

Wu Yu's cold voice echoed in countless magical passages.

"I love him, and I don't regret it. But because of my stupidity, I harmed Fengdu and everyone in the underworld. I hate it and regret it even more!"

Hou Tu, who was bound in the cycle of reincarnation by countless karmas and causes and effects, had a pale face and a slender figure that was about to break.

"You summoned me here for a purpose."

There was a hint of disdain in the cold words, and Wu Yu looked at Hou Tu with a scrutinizing look in his eyes.

She believed that Houtu of this world was a little confused and actually fell in love with the clone of Zhunti who was specially set up for her. Later, she even opened a small door for the Western Buddhist sect and allowed Ksitigarbha to live in the underworld.

As a result, Zhunti and the Heavenly Court designed a permanent reincarnation channel for him, and he was exploited like an infinite battery.

The underworld, having lost its top power, fell into a trap easily and became the target of suppression by various mysterious forces. Now it has been completely divided up by Western Buddhism and Heaven.

"Emperor Yu, I have received some information from the Origin Body and know how powerful you are, so please help the underworld restore its proper order. I am willing to hand over my inheritance to you for your disposal."

Seeing Hou Tu's dying appearance, Wu Yu took action for the sake of his son's future. He input some of the world's energy into Hou Tu's body and stopped only when he saw her complexion returned to normal.

"You should leave your inheritance to Fengdu. Although she is deeply trapped in the cycle of reincarnation, she still has a chance to come back."

"Also, the reason I helped the underworld was not because of you, but because the destiny of the underworld chose my son."

Looking at the figure getting farther and farther away, Hou Tu smiled.

"Thank you, Emperor Yu!"

"From now on, Zhunti, I will have nothing to do with you. I, Hou Tu, am willing to be forever trapped in the reincarnation cycle and recognize Emperor Yu's son Zi'an as my master!"

As Hou Tu finished speaking, the entire underworld shook violently, and calm returned after a moment.

At this moment, Zhunti in the Hongmeng world suddenly spit out bright red from his mouth. After carefully sensing it, he realized that the causal line that bound Houtu was broken.

Tathagata, the Jade Emperor and others who had lower cultivation suddenly opened their eyes and tried to deduce, but they had no clue.

Because when Hou Tu recognized her son as her master, Wu Yu directly sacrificed the complete Jade Disc of Creation to block the secret of heaven.

After leaving the cycle of reincarnation, Wu Yu went directly to the human world in stealth, conquered some ghost minions with his domineering style, and with their help, killed all the people who caused the death of the original owner and her son.

After dealing with the cause and effect of the bond with the original owner, Wu Yu's body suddenly relaxed. The strength of this body had reached the pinnacle of this world, reaching the great perfection of a quasi-saint.

"The son of destiny of heaven, I want to see what kind of style you have, humph!"

Wu Yu stared at the depths of the sky with amusement, muttering to himself.

"I have a hard life, so I'll be generous for once. The three thousand small worlds of Mount Xumi, the ancestral vein of the West. Tsk, tsk, tsk, this thing would be nice for my son to play with."

The figure reappeared, Wu Yu had arrived in the Heavenly Palace. Hou Tu had already volunteered to be in the reincarnation forever, and cut off the cause and effect with all the forces, so Wu Yu didn't want them to plot against his son again, so he took the initiative.

Dotted with brilliant golden light and red clouds, the purple mist created by the tumbling auspicious dragon lingers around a towering white jade gate, which is extremely majestic.

"This Heavenly Court is quite good at Eastern arts. Not bad. We can rob some talents from them when the time comes."

As soon as he finished speaking, an overwhelming pressure like that of destroying the heavens and the earth was released. All the living beings in the heaven were caught off guard and their legs were bent by this pressure, and they fell to their knees on the ground.

Suddenly, a voice that resounded through heaven and earth lingered throughout the heaven.

"Jiuyou Yuhuang, come and challenge me. Show some capable fighters! If no one comes out after a while, I will go in and take over the territory myself."

The Jade Emperor, who was also at the quasi-saint great perfection realm, was still kneeling on the ground like the others, sweating profusely. After hearing Wu Yu's voice, he was even more confused.

Jiuyou Yuhuang? Who is this? I've never heard of him!

This man must be sick!

He even came to challenge him. What kind of place is this heaven? This is intolerable, this is intolerable.

However, try as he might, he was unable to straighten his back, let alone stand up.

In the hall of pleasure, the immortals felt their disappointment magnified a thousandfold when they saw that their strongest being was unable to get up after trying dozens of times.