Chapter 345: Summoned by a Jiuzhou Disciple

Mu Yi studied it a little and found this seemed to be a Daoist method of invoking deities; after being transformed by Zongwang, it became a message prompt.

After all, he is a fifth-rank heavenly monarch of the Underworld, also somewhat renowned among the gods and buddhas of Jiuzhou, and the disciple asking for help is from Kunlun, so it's not surprising that the request reached him.

After some thought, Mu Yi decided to go take a look; no matter how you say it, he counts as someone with affinity.

Furthermore, the unknown Underworld is a great temptation for Mu Yi; as a Yin God, in such a place the power he can exert is far stronger than in the material world.

……

At the same time, in a corner of the Multiverse.

Ying Bai Rui was hiding with his teammates inside a magic array to escape the pursuit of the undead army.

"What should we do next?" Ying Bai Rui asked, his face somewhat pale.

"What else can we do? We're doomed!" a little cat-person wailed, clutching his head. "I said not to come, but you insisted, and now we're doomed!"

The other teammates also sighed upon hearing this; originally they were executing a mission in a kingdom of the material world to capture a lich who worshipped the Netherworld God, but the opponent set a trap using his own body as a vessel, directly casting a Netherworld banishment that flung them all into the Underworld.

The bodiless lich certainly wouldn't die; it also placed a curse on them and began hunting them in the Underworld.

【Netherworld God's Curse: Perform a mental check every hour; if the check fails, the spirit will be eroded by deathly aura; when the spirit is completely eroded by death, the player will die; dying in this state will permanently solidify the curse; killing the caster can lift the curse】

The curse state restricts their departure; they cannot exit the dungeon by normal means.

The chance of a Zongwang player who hasn't reached Legend status dying in Zongwang is extremely low, but that doesn't mean it's impossible; some soul-targeting spells could cause a Zongwang player's complete death.

They dare not gamble on whether they will die in their own world due to this Netherworld God's curse.

Ying Bai Rui, however, wasn't afraid; he returned to Kunlun Mountain, and helping him resolve the curse was no problem.

But the others don't have such a good background; they can't produce massive amounts of Zongwang Disaster Coin to ask an expert, so they are very likely to die under this curse.

Even if they don't die in Zongwang, being unable to lift the permanently solidified curse, they will eventually die.

This forced them to find a way to lift the curse, namely to kill that Netherworld God-worshipping lich.

Yet, shrouded by the curse of the Netherworld God's followers' deaths, they are like Tang Sanzang on the journey west; all undead creatures sensing their aura will go mad and attack them relentlessly.

The lich hides among that undead army; they not only can't kill it, but are also exhausted from fleeing under its pursuit, now only able to barely survive by relying on the magic array.

"I still have one last method, though it might not work; give me all your Zongwang Disaster Coins, and I'll try to summon a big shot from my side!"

Ying Bai Rui gritted his teeth, decided to take the gamble; he couldn't bear to watch the teammates he'd met in Zongwang really die here.

So he decided to stake his future and perform a deity-invocation ritual.

To be frank, he is merely a registered disciple of Kunlun, with shallow experience; wanting to summon a heavenly big shot, his hope is so slim he can't even see it.

But at times like this, he can only stake a bet.

Using all his wealth, he exchanges for a Source of Causality from Zongwang to perform the deity invocation, forcibly binding causality with an unknown big shot, gambling on that slim hope.

Invoking a big shot this way might provoke punishment, possibly even a slap to death from an eccentric one, but since his teammates' lives are at stake, Ying Bai Rui can only risk his life to try.

In the lightless Underworld, Ying Bai Rui neatly set up the altar, laid out offerings, then took out the True Spirit Industry Point Array Diagram and began the invocation from bottom to top.

When invoking the Heavenly Monarch of Demon-Chasing and Filth-Sweeping, the exchanged Source of Causality suddenly surged into the True Spirit Industry Point Array Diagram.

This also meant that the slim hope had truly taken effect.

Ying Bai Rui instantly grew nervous, quickly inserted three sticks of incense, and began to worship devoutly.

"Praise the Heavenly Monarch of Demon-Chasing and Filth-Sweeping!"

Just from the name he could tell this is a deity primarily of carnage; if he really provoked it, a single slap could kill him, with nowhere to appeal.

Seeing this, the teammates behind him also hurriedly imitated Ying Bai Rui, performing worship; although their cultures differed, they knew Ying Bai Rui was conducting a deity-involving summoning spell.

To them, even the weakest deity is beyond their ability to contend with.

If they really provoked a deity, they might not die from the curse first, but be slain by a divine punishment.

After a brief silence, Ying Bai Rui respectfully bowed three times before the True Spirit Industry Point Array Diagram, then turned and excitedly waved the magic sword in his hand at his teammates.

"Success! The heavenly monarch has manifested; we're saved!"

……

"The player is accepting Ying Bai Rui's summoning and is undergoing transfer..."

{Current World——Kleysisis Underworld}

{Recommended Challenge Level for Current World: 25-30}

{Please select descent method: True Spirit Projection, True Body Descent}

{True Body Descent confirmed}

{You have entered Kleysisis Underworld; with the anchor point fixed, you will descend to the location of the summoning}

{Note: Due to the current world's characteristics, all beings descending into the Underworld will be eroded by its aura; once fully eroded, they will die and become Underworld creatures}

Mu Yi had just opened his eyes when Zongwang information surged like a tide; after a quick glance to confirm part of the content, he began to survey his surroundings.

The surging deathly aura, a lightless forbidden land for living beings—yet Mu Yi felt a sense of having arrived home.

At this moment, a young man in Daoist robes stood before Mu Yi, waiting quietly at a simple altar, while beneath the altar a squad of Zongwang players cautiously peered at the figure on the altar.

Seeing his own descent, he quickly lowered his head, not daring to look directly.

Meanwhile, Ying Bai Rui's brain had crashed.

{Zongwang Prompt: You consumed the Source of Causality, invoking the Heavenly Monarch of Demon-Chasing and Filth-Sweeping via the True Spirit Industry Point Array Diagram}

{The Heavenly Monarch of Demon-Chasing and Filth-Sweeping has answered your summons; its true form has arrived in this realm}

Ying Bai Rui looked at the Zongwang prompt, then at Mu Yi appearing before him, his face full of disbelief.

He just wanted the big shot to raise a hand and dispel the curse.

Why would the big shot's true form descend here?

With my meager cultivation, how could I summon a fifth-rank heavenly monarch to come in person?

He also hadn't expected that among the fifth rank there is someone like Mu Yi—a ne'er-do-well who personally only has seventh-rank strength, yet his status is that of a fifth-rank deity, and he also has a karmic connection with Kunlun.

Of course, it's also Ying Bai Rui's luck; on the True Spirit Industry Point Array Diagram, other deities with karmic ties to Kunlun, such as the great big shot Queen Mother of the West, could never be summoned by him.

Although he was full of doubts, Ying Bai Rui did not dare to be the slightest bit lax in his actions; no matter why Mu Yi had come, he had already arrived.

He hurriedly walked up to Mu Yi and bowed respectfully.

"I am a registered disciple of Kunlun; I have seen the Heavenly Sovereign of Demon-Chasing and Filth-Sweeping."

"Hail the Heavenly Sovereign of Demon-Chasing and Filth-Sweeping!"

Looking at Ying Bai Rui bowing before him, Mu Yi narrowed his eyes and reached out to grab Ying Bai Rui.

A stream of dark gloomy aura was instantly snatched from Ying Bai Rui's body by Mu Yi.

Narrowing his eyes to examine the aura, Mu Yi ignited netherworld fire in his hand, instantly burning the aura to ashes.

For others, it might take some effort, but for him, dispelling this curse was as easy as breathing.

【Zongwang Prompt: The Netherworld God's curse has been lifted】

Ying Bai Rui was overjoyed; a big shot is a big shot. Although he didn't know why the true form had descended, lifting the curse was a good thing.

As expected of a big shot, a casual move solved the problem.

"Reporting to the Heavenly Sovereign, my fellow disciple also suffers from this curse; please have mercy and save him!"

Upon hearing this, Mu Yi lifted his gaze, grabbed the people below the altar with a sweep of his hand, then casually ignited and burned the curse he had seized.

Just as Mu Yi was about to speak, he noticed that a dark gloomy aura had once again appeared on Ying Bai Rui's body.

And Ying Bai Rui also received a new Zongwang Prompt.

【Zongwang Prompt: You have been cursed by the Netherworld God】

Mu Yi narrowed his eyes and fell silent for a moment; this was a slap in the face.

I thought it was resolved, but I didn't expect it could regenerate.

He again snatched a wisp of dark gloomy aura from Ying Bai Rui's body, imbued it with the legion's innate talent, and instantly sensed a figure far away.

Mu Yi activated his Thousand-Mile Eye Divine Ability and saw that it was a lich.

"Although I am a Yin God, I am a martial commander and not skilled in curses and witchcraft; however, the nature of such curses is largely the same—killing the caster usually dispels them. Is the curse on you coming from it?"

Mu Yi projected an image of the lich and asked.

"Reporting to the Heavenly Sovereign, this is the villain!"

Ying Bai Rui's eyes flashed with killing intent; this lich had nearly gotten them killed, and now, seeing its image, he couldn't help but grit his teeth in hatred.

"Pfft~"

Just as Ying Bai Rui was gritting his teeth, his soul suddenly trembled, blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and his face turned pale.

The magic array sealing the surroundings shattered, and countless undead creatures appeared before everyone.

"You still want to lift the curse? Don't overestimate yourselves—you'll just wait to die in endless regret!" the lich's cold voice echoed across the battlefield.

"I will turn your corpses into my finest masterpiece!"

"Kek kek kek!"

Ying Bai Rui and his teammates stood together, their faces grim, constantly glancing at Mu Yi's expression with the corner of their eyes; the lich's words were undoubtedly a slap to Mu Yi's face.

A murderous aura surged upward from Mu Yi, Ying Bai Rui's expression stiffened, and only then did he realize what kind of deity he had summoned.

Not being killed by the opponent was nothing short of sheer luck.

At this moment, the undead creatures gathered outside the magic array formed a terrifying force.

Hundreds of bone dragons soared in the sky, while tens of thousands of various undead creatures covered the ground, among them vampires, wraiths, banshees, earth-bound spirits, and other undead.

The terrifying undead army—even if an ordinary Legend were thrown in, it would be drowned by these undead; after all, this is the Netherworld, a paradise for the undead.

Mu Yi took a deep breath and grinned.

Having been slapped in the face, he was furious.

"Hell Path!"

In the Netherworld, the Hell Path that Mu Yi unleashes is several times more terrifying than usual; the netherworld aura spontaneously fuels the incinerating fire.

This is the true power of a Fifth-rank Divine Position; Mu Yi can only unleash its full might in the Netherworld, equaling the power of a deity.

The terrifying undead army collapsed at an unbelievable speed; in just half a minute, an undead force capable of destroying a nation was reduced to ashes beneath the omnipresent netherworld fire.

Mu Yi reached out to summon a Killing Wind; the swirling wind dragged the remaining lich of the Light Rod Commander to Mu Yi's presence.

"Unknown spirit, this is the Netherworld God's domain—how dare you set foot here!" the lich shrieked.

He had already realized what kind of existence he was facing.

Even a demigod could not destroy an undead army so swiftly and cleanly.

Only a true divine spirit could possess such power.

"Of course I can step foot here—for I am the Heavenly Sovereign of Demon-Chasing and Filth-Sweeping of Jiuzhou!"

Mu Yi's proclamation, imbued with fierce divine might, slammed into the lich's soul; he knew that for such creatures, if the phylactery is not destroyed, the lich does not perish.

However, for a Yin God who commands reincarnation, with the soul as a medium, the phylactery is utterly meaningless.

The True Meaning of Reincarnation attached to the lich's soul, then returned to its phylactery.

"No, Lord Netherworld God, save me!"

The lich's soul wailed within its phylactery as a deathly divine power intervened.

Before the lich could even rejoice, it discovered in horror that the deathly divine power could not halt reincarnation in the slightest; the True Meaning of Reincarnation swiftly consumed its phylactery, reducing everything to silence.

"Heh heh heh!"

Mu Yi's face showed a hint of mockery; a mere lich trying to resist reincarnation might as well obediently fade away and become part of the cycle.

As the lich was annihilated by reincarnation, Ying Bai Rui and his teammates rejoiced; the curse on them was completely lifted.

"Boom—"

As the ground rumbled, Mu Yi turned his head and said to Ying Bai Rui and his teammates.

Since the curse is gone, you should leave now; the matters to come, you cannot bear!

【You have been suppressed by the divine might of the Netherworld God; in the current environment, all your attributes will greatly decrease……】

Ying Bai Rui and his teammates looked at the message on the panel, hurriedly thanked Mu Yi, then immediately left via the comprehensive network; the clash between gods is completely not a field they can set foot in.

"Thank you, Heavenly Lord, for the rescue; we will leave now, and in the future we will constantly pay our respects to repay the favor of your rescue."

Watching the few people's disappearing figures, Mu Yi directed his gaze toward the depths of the Underworld; a rift split open.

From the rift walked out a figure shrouded in death all over, its features blurred, constantly emanating thick deathly aura toward all sides, even causing the entire Underworld to resonate.