Chapter 451

"You occupy your posts without doing your duty, causing the Six Realms to tremble, the Underworld and the mortal realm in chaos."

"The Yin Spirits have strayed from the Dao—deserve death!"

The voice of the Chaotic Body echoed across all directions, shaking the entire Underworld.

The next instant, a colossal Chaotic hand pressed downward, blotting out sky and sun, like an apocalypse.

"Puff!"

One after another, the bodies of Yin Spirits were shattered outright, turning into pure Yin energy.

"Slice!"

A Yin Spirit swung his sword, slashing at the Chaotic hand.

"Strike!"

A Judge swung his brush, tracing a line toward the Chaotic hand.

The sword's edge was razor-sharp; the brush tip revealed cosmic laws, radiating lethal intent.

These were two supreme Yin Spirits, roughly at the Heavenly Immortal realm's cultivation base—the strongest in the Underworld.

"Crack!"

The next instant, both sword and brush were effortlessly crushed by the Chaotic hand.

"How is this possible!"

"The Heavenly Court has not intervened—how can there be a Jin Xian in the mortal realm?"

"Not a Jin Xian—a Tian Xian!"

"Can a Tian Xian grow this strong?"

The two exchanged glances, then turned and retreated swiftly, landing atop the Six Realms Rebirth Platform.

"Mortal immortals, withdraw henceforth. We'll keep to our own waters, no interference. Otherwise, once the Six Realms open, life and death become uncertain!"

The Chaotic One sneered: "Is that so? If you wish to play with the Six Realms Rebirth, I shall play with you to the end."

With a thought, six realms of rebirth appeared behind him, radiating an aura that suppressed all things.

Simultaneously, the Rebirth Platform beneath the two Yin Spirits trembled, sending forth a vast, ancient, and distant energy.

The Rebirth Platform came alive.

"How is this possible!"

The two Yin Spirits were stunned—they had guarded the Underworld for eons and had never seen the Rebirth Platform awaken.

While still reeling, they felt a crushing pressure descend, their Yin Spirit bodies cracking under the strain.

"Worse! This man has seized control of the Underworld's Rebirth—let's go!"

No sooner had he spoken than one of the six realms emerged—a Chaotic hand, shrouded in netherworld energy, descended, darkening the sky.

"No!"

The Yin Spirits roared, trying to unleash their divine power—but all that remained was a shriek, followed by a crisp crack.

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Yuli: "Is it over already?"

Azhu: "Such powerful Yin Spirits—and they couldn't even resist?!"

Bai Suzhen: "Though both are Tian Xian, the Dao Jun's avatar is vastly stronger. Even a hundred such Yin Spirits couldn't change the outcome. Top-tier Tian Xian experts are natural enemies to ordinary Tian Xian."

Ling Zun: "I knew the outcome from the start—Dao Jun Brother is mighty!"

Rem: "Brother is the strongest."

Xiao Sang: "Is the Underworld finished already?"

On the other side.

Ye Hei and the others stormed into the Underworld, battling ordinary Yin Spirits—they had mostly perfected their divine arts.

Some had even entered the Yin-Yang Realm, their strength not insignificant.

Each swung their Royal Divine Weapons, smashing the Yin Spirits into disarray.

Especially Ying Zheng's hundreds of thousands of transcendent troops—fierce in attack, advancing in layers, swiftly sweeping through the Underworld.

"How can the mortal realm have so many powerful warriors? Didn't Yan Luo say the mortal realm's immortal path had collapsed, that this was our chance to rule?"

"This is utter nonsense. These people are stronger than the mortal realm's former power."