Mysterious mirror hanging high

"The underworld is doing business, everyone stays away!"

The Black and White Impermanence shouted loudly, and perhaps there was a mystery hidden in the sound. The crowd that was originally blocking the Impermanence and Yunding Tianjun actually automatically opened a gap to allow the two to pass through.

The Black and White Impermanence walked slowly in front of Yunding Tianjun. The White Impermanence shook the mourning stick in his hand and gently flicked it at Yunding Tianjun. The threads of law released by Zhao Nu, the perfect incarnation cultivator, broke one after another, allowing Yunding Tianjun to regain his freedom.

Hei Wuchang took out a set of shackles from somewhere and locked up Yunding Tianjun. He said with a dark face:

"Boy, your physical body is destroyed, your Dharma form is lost, and only a spirit remains, refined into a ghostly form, lingering in the human world. By not entering the Netherworld, you have violated a taboo... We have been ordered to arrest you and return you to the Netherworld. Do you object?"

Perhaps it was because the Black and White Impermanence naturally had a suppressive effect on ghosts, but Yunding Tianjun trembled in fear: "I am not dissatisfied! Thank you for your help, sirs!"

"Very good, very good. Since you don't resist, you've saved us a lot of trouble." Bai Wuchang smiled and said, "Go back."

"Wait!"

Seeing that Heibai Wuchang was about to take Yunding Tianjun away, Ying Ba suddenly shouted, "My two fellow Daoists, please stay! This person is lurking in my Immortal Dynasty's cave heaven with ulterior motives. We need to interrogate him!"

Hei Wuchang glanced at Ying Ba and asked, "Who are you?"

"I am King Ying Ba, born in the Immortal Realm's Divine Cauldron Dynasty... My two fellow Taoists..."

"Shen Ding Xian Dynasty?"

The Black and White Impermanence looked at each other, and both saw doubt in each other's eyes.

"Sorry, I haven't heard of it. Don't delay us... Please make way."

Ying Jin frowned, took a step forward, and slammed the cane in his hand:

"Wait a minute! Fellow Daoists, our Shending Immortal Dynasty is a celestial force in the [Second Heaven] of the Immortal Realm. Please be accommodating."

"The power of the Celestial Immortals?"

Both Black and White Impermanence smiled at the same time, but Black Impermanence sneered, "What rotten fish and shrimp dare to stop us, the ghost messengers from the underworld? Get out of here!"

"Old woman, I see your life span isn't that long. If you keep blocking my way, I'll take away another two to three thousand years of your lifespan. Today, I'll also send you to the underworld to be reincarnated. It'll be considered a accomplishment."

Ying Ba angrily said, "The underworld is too overbearing! Just two ghost messengers who have transformed into gods..."

"Hey?" Bai Wuchang stuck out his long tongue and licked his lips. "What's the matter? You want to fight with my brothers?"

Ying Ba's face was gloomy: "I'd like to learn from you..."

Ying Jin stopped Ying Ba, whose clothes were about to explode, and said in a deep voice, "You two, slow down."

The group of Shending monks watched helplessly as the two Black and White Impermanence took Yunding Tianjun away. In an instant, the hall returned to its normal state, but the two ghost messengers and Yunding Tianjun had disappeared.

"Aunt! Those two ghost messengers are far inferior to us in cultivation, so why bother..."

"Don't you want to die?" Ying Jin said coldly, "That's the underworld! Such a behemoth is not something our small celestial forces can provoke... Let alone two Divine Transformation Ghost Messengers, even Qi Training Ghost Messengers can't move easily."

"Besides, who told you that those two ghost messengers' cultivation levels were far inferior to ours, and therefore their combat power was also far inferior?"

"If this world only competed in terms of cultivation, there wouldn't be any disputes or battles! All the two of them would need to do is stand still, each releasing their spiritual energy to compete in urination and defecation..."

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The Black and White Impermanence escorted Yunding Tianjun out of the Divine Cauldron Heaven in an instant. The barrier between the cave heaven and the real world seemed to not exist at all for them.

At this time, Yunding Tianjun pleaded bitterly, "Two officers... I still have some unfinished business in this human world. Could you take me to see someone? It will only take a cup of tea... It won't take much time!"

"Shut up! Do you think we're taking you on a tour? Just get on with your journey!" Hei Wuchang shouted coldly.

Yunding Tianjun opened his mouth and immediately spat out several rare treasures and spiritual resources that exuded a dark aura.

He whispered, "My two officers, this is a gift from me to you as a token of my filial respect... I beg you to be lenient with me."

The several objects that Yunding Tianjun spit out were all treasures that he had collected and accumulated over the years with great effort. They were of great benefit to the ghost path, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that they were his entire fortune.

He didn't know whether his treasures would be forcibly taken away after he was captured in the underworld, so he simply offered them on the way, only asking the two ghost officials who were arresting him to be lenient.

This was undoubtedly a last-ditch effort, but he actually made the right bet.

When Black and White Impermanence saw these spiritual treasures, their eyes lit up. They quietly took the treasures away and said with a smile:

"It's rare to find someone who knows the rules... well, what's wrong with taking a detour?"

Is it really useful? Yunding Tianjun was stunned for a moment, then laughed awkwardly and said, "It's rare for a lowly fellow like me to catch the eye of these two officers."

"Well, we are only at the level of Transformation Spirit. Being a ghost messenger is hard work, and the salary is not much. We suffer from hardship every day, and we may not be richer than lonely ghosts like you."

Perhaps the gift had brought them closer, Bai Wuchang said with a smile, "We do have several incredibly powerful treasures, priceless... but unfortunately, they're all public tools handed down from the underworld, so they can only be used and not sold... Otherwise, it would be like this mourning stick in my hand? I could just sell it on the black market, and the spiritual resources I'd get in exchange would be enough for me to reach the Mahayana realm!"

"Kid, where are you going?" Hei Wuchang said in a deep voice, "Let me make it clear first, this is only within this human world. If you want us to send you to the immortal world, forget it."

Yunding Tianjun hurriedly said, "Please send me to see someone..."

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Juechen Xianzhou, the gate of the Mingshi Sect

The entire mountain range was torn into pieces by the violent spiritual power. The Yinshi Peak, which was originally towering into the clouds, was broken in the middle, and half of the mountain collapsed at an angle, crushing a large number of palaces and pavilions.

The foundation of the mountain gate formation had long since collapsed, and the remaining formation patterns occasionally flashed a dim light before completely extinguishing.

In the ruins of the mountain gate hall, countless corpses of monks were mixed together with the refined corpses of the Mingshi Sect, lying in a mess among the rubble. Threads of deathly energy seeped out from the cracks, turning into wisps of black smoke and dissipating into the sky.

The spiritual energy inside and outside the mountain gate was completely disordered. The originally strong evil aura was dispersed by the aftermath of various violent laws, turning into a chaotic spiritual tide flowing disorderly.

Occasionally, a few residual sword qi or corpse qi burst out from the cracks in the ground, tearing the already dilapidated ruins apart again.

Jing Yu stood in mid-air, with a faint layer of [Kudu Xuanguang] covering his entire body.

He closed his eyes slightly, and his mind spread like a tide, sensing the dense [Universe Sand] in the void.

These golden sand grains seep into the cracks in the void, like billions of tiny stars, filling the entire void tightly.