The Legend of the Netherworld

Lin Xiao has lived in the city of Shanghai for several years. He works from nine to five every day. Although his life is a bit monotonous, it is also stable.

The morning sun shines on Lin Xiao's face.

He left his neighborhood and walked towards the bus stop he was already accustomed to.

Standing in front of the sidewalk, he habitually looked at the bus app on his phone. The bus would arrive in one minute.

Lin Xiao thought to himself: "It's over, it's too late!"

So he looked around and saw that there were no oncoming cars. Although the light was red, it should not be a big deal, so he quickened his pace and hurried across the road.

Just as he walked quickly to the middle of the road, a truck came speeding towards him, and the sharp sound of brakes tore through the air.

Lin Xiao was stunned for a moment, and then he felt a huge impact from behind - his body was thrown into the air like a kite with a broken string.

He soared into the air, as if the world had stopped at that moment.

After a moment of weightlessness, Lin Xiao fell heavily to the ground. Severe pain quickly swept through his body. His vision gradually blurred, and his consciousness seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist, and then he fell into endless darkness.

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Xiao suddenly heard a familiar voice - his mother's crying echoed in his ears.

He subconsciously wanted to respond, but found that he was completely unable to speak, and couldn't even open his eyes.

Darkness surrounded him, like a heavy coffin pressing down on him, making it impossible for him to breathe.

Lin Xiao wanted to move, but no matter how hard he tried, his body didn't respond at all, as if it was tightly bound by invisible chains.

He began to panic, realizing he had no control over his body, and the excruciating pain was still there—as if every muscle and bone was on fire.

As time passed, Lin Xiao's pain and fear gradually escalated, and his heart was filled with helplessness and despair.

"Where is this? What's wrong with me?" He shouted in his heart, but there was no response.

After an unknown amount of time, the door was gently pushed open, and Lin Xiao heard footsteps - followed by the doctor's voice.

He felt the doctor's hands examining him, and heard his mother's tearful voice ask, "What's the chance of waking up?"

The doctor was silent for a moment before answering, "It depends on the patient himself, but there's still hope. There have been cases of people waking up."

When the mother heard this, she broke down instantly and tears flowed like a flood: "This must be murder! Who would drink a pound of white wine so early in the morning!" The mother's voice was full of anger and pain.

Lin Xiao's heart sank to the bottom.

He never expected that a normal day at work would lead to such a bizarre accident. He was hit, unconscious, unable to control his body, and now he is suspected of murder.

He desperately wanted to wake up and shout to his mother: "I'm still alive, I'm fine!"

But no matter how he shouted, his body still did not respond at all, as if his soul was trapped in a lifeless shell.

Gradually, Lin Xiao felt powerless, and the cries in his heart gradually became weaker.

Fatigue swept over him and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

In the end, he chose to give up struggling, as if he had submitted to fate, and his consciousness slowly closed his eyes.

Just when Lin Xiao felt that he was about to sink completely into the endless darkness, a comfortable warm current enveloped his body.

The pain disappeared instantly, and he felt as if he was soaking in warm spring water. Every limb was gently soothed, and he felt extremely relaxed and comfortable.

However, he soon realized that this state was unusual - he seemed to be wrapped in something.

Suddenly, a hurried shout came from a distance: "Go find a doctor quickly! The lady is about to give birth!" followed by a chaotic sound of footsteps.

"It hurts so much... I think I'm about to give birth..." A woman's weak voice came from not far away, accompanied by a painful groan.

"Madam, you must hold on, the doctor will be here soon!" The maid's voice was full of anxiety and worry.

Lin Xiao's mind went blank. How could he be in such a place? He wanted to open his eyes, but found that he still couldn't do it.

The towering mountains of Xianyun Sect stretch endlessly, like a giant dragon entwined between heaven and earth.

As the most powerful sect in the local area, it also has a very high reputation in the entire Zhenwu Continent.

At this time, the residence of the clan leader Lin Shizong was busy, with servants coming in and out, busy preparing for the celebration of the upcoming grandson.

The sect leader's eldest son, Lin Yun, stood at the door of the inner hall, pacing anxiously, looking towards the inner hall from time to time, his face full of worry.

In the inner hall, Lin Yun's wife was giving birth with difficulty.

Her screams came intermittently, and each one pierced Lin Yun's heart like a knife.

Although he could not participate outside the door, he knew very well that his wife was fighting for life and death at this moment.

Lin Yun clenched his fists so tightly that his nails almost dug into his palms.

He took a deep breath and tried to remain calm, but the anxiety on his face was hard to hide.

"Master..." A servant approached cautiously and whispered, "The master is still busy preparing for the banquet in the main hall. Would you like to go in and take a look?"

Lin Yun shook his head, his eyes still fixed on the inner hall.

He knew that his father, Lin Shizong, was busy in the main hall preparing for the birth of his grandson, and the entire sect was preparing to welcome this new member.

At this time, the doctor's low voice came from the inner hall: "Oh no, Madam is having a difficult delivery..." These few short words were like a bolt from the blue, and Lin Yun's heart sank to the bottom.

Just as he was about to rush in, the sky suddenly darkened. The originally cloudless sky was suddenly covered by dark clouds, and lightning and thunder flashed between heaven and earth.

Lin Yun suddenly looked up and saw a powerful pressure descending from the sky.

Deep in the dark clouds, the shadows of the four divine beasts were looming - the Azure Dragon was circling, the White Tiger was roaring, the Vermillion Bird was flapping its wings, and the Black Tortoise was stepping on the waves. The power of the divine beasts enveloped the entire sky above the Xianyun Sect.

This kind of strange phenomenon in heaven and earth is extraordinary.

"How could this happen?" Lin Yun muttered to himself, feeling more and more uneasy.

At the same time, on the top floor of the Xianyun Sect's Sutra Library, an old man slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes were bright and sharp, as if they could penetrate endless time and lock onto the figures of the four divine beasts in the sky.

This old man is none other than the ancestor of the Xianyun Sect. He has been in seclusion for a long time and has been stuck in the ninth level of Jiawu for many years, unable to break through.

But today, this vision actually made him feel an unprecedented opportunity.

"When strange phenomena appear in the world, there must be a divine secret. If I can comprehend this, I will be able to break free from the shackles!" The old ancestor whispered to himself, and then his body was as fast as lightning, flying into the sky in an instant and arriving under the four divine beasts.

He closed his eyes and concentrated, and began to silently comprehend the mysterious Taoism of heaven and earth.