Chapter 1019: Underworld Empress

Boom—!

Two massive Six Paths of Reincarnation collided violently above the firmament, causing the entire Underworld to shudder abruptly; then, accompanied by the sound of cracking, the phantom image of Houtu's Six Paths of Reincarnation slowly collapsed.

However, the Six Paths of Reincarnation unleashed by Yin Qi was also covered in scars.

It surged with mighty momentum, still spinning stubbornly as it crushed toward Houtu.

"What!"

Countless people exclaimed in shock.

In the Dao of Reincarnation, Houtu had actually lost.

Houtu was also filled with disbelief; watching the Six Paths of Reincarnation crush down, she actually felt an urge to throw herself into it and be reincarnated, and the dharma body she had condensed with the power of Heaven and Earth collapsed at this moment.

Boom!

As Houtu's dharma body collapsed, the Underworld Boundary Talisman also turned into a streak of light, drilled into the Six Paths of Reincarnation, and then shuttled through the void to appear before Yin Qi, where it was caught in his hand.

Only, at this time, the Houtu imprint inside the Underworld Boundary Talisman had already been erased.

Hiss!

Across the Primordial Continent, countless people gasped in cold air.

This was the Underworld, Houtu's home turf; even a wisp of her divine sense should logically have been able to exert power far exceeding a Peak Quasi-Saint, and in reality, that was indeed the case.

But in the end, it was still slain by Di Qi.

Did that not mean that Di Qi's combat power was already infinitely close to a Saint?

Compared to the North Sea Battle back then, Di Qi's current combat power seemed to have increased by a lot; I fear that even seven or eight Peak Quasi-Saints joining forces would not be his match.

Not to mention that Di Qi also possessed the Innate Supreme Treasure, the Eastern Emperor Bell.

This time, when slaying Houtu's divine sense, he hadn't even brought it out.

If he were holding the Eastern Emperor Bell, wouldn't even fifteen or sixteen Peak Quasi-Saints not necessarily be his match?

Laozi and Yuanshi Tianzun were the most wary.

Because they knew that Di Qi not only had the Eastern Emperor Bell, but also the Taiji Diagram and the Pangu Banner; with the Three Innate Supreme Treasures in hand, even when facing their true selves, he was not without the strength to fight.

Of course, those who could accept this the least were the Wu Clan.

They had intended to teach the Great Shang Celestial Dynasty a lesson, but not only was the Ancestral Witch Chiyou nearly tortured to death, even the divine sense Houtu left in the Underworld Boundary Talisman was erased, which was equivalent to losing the Underworld.

This loss was truly too heavy.

"Quick, quickly recall all our clansmen in the Underworld!"

Xingtian's heart was bleeding.

But even if it was bleeding, he had to first recall the clansmen mining in the Underworld; otherwise, once Di Qi refined the Underworld Boundary Talisman, the clansmen mining far away in the Underworld would all be finished.

If they had known, they wouldn't have provoked the Great Shang Celestial Dynasty.

A thought suddenly appeared in the minds of Xingtian and the others.

"The Dao Ancestor is above, Lady Houtu has actually lost!"

"This humble Daoist wants to know, just how strong is this Di Qi? It seems no one can test his bottom line; could it be that he has already attained Sainthood?"

"Too strong, truly too strong. It is just that Di Qi was born in the wrong era; if he were in the same period as the various Saints, he would definitely be the number one among them, and the undisputed number one at that."

"Tsk tsk, the Hundred Ghosts Night Parade on the Primordial Continent has already had its situation controlled by the Great Shang Celestial Dynasty. This is equivalent to saying the Wu Clan tried to steal a chicken only to lose the rice, and they have lost the Underworld as well. Having mastered both the Primordial Continent and the Underworld, the national strength of the Great Shang Celestial Dynasty will expand once again."

"The Heavenly Dao is unfair, how it favors Di Qi!"

"Hahaha, wonderful. The Underworld Boundary Talisman has been obtained by the Great King, so the Underworld is now our Great Shang Celestial Dynasty's; even if our lifespans are exhausted in the future, we can still be reborn into a good family in the next life."

The internet was buzzing with discussion.

Some were happy, naturally some were shocked and angry, but most were just onlookers.

At the center of the Underworld.

Yin Qi stepped out from the void and called out loudly: "Fu Yao."

Swish! Swish!

Around the Six Paths of Reincarnation, the various armies all looked up.

"Great King!"

Fu Yao soared into the sky and bowed gracefully before Yin Qi.

Her beautiful eyes were brimming with emotion as she stared straight at Yin Qi; that gaze was almost enough to pull out threads of longing.

"No need for formalities!"

Yin Qi smiled gently, handed the Underworld Boundary Talisman to her, and said: "I leave this Underworld Boundary Talisman to you; from today on, you are the Underworld Empress, in control of the Six Paths of Reincarnation."

"Thank you, Great King!"

Fu Yao was overjoyed and excitedly took the Underworld Boundary Talisman. By merging with the Underworld Boundary Talisman, even if she were only a Peak Great Luo, she could exert combat power far exceeding a Peak Quasi-Saint.

It could be said that as long as the Saints did not appear, whoever held the Underworld Boundary Talisman was the sovereign of the Underworld.

At this moment, countless people revealed looks of envy.

Fu Yao.

She had ascended to the heavens in a single step.

Yin Qi nodded slightly, looked down, and said in a stern voice: "I give you one day; all factions must withdraw from the Underworld. Otherwise, stay in the Underworld forever and enter the cycle of reincarnation."

Boom!

The various factions exclaimed in shock, both terrified and afraid.

The Primordial Continent was under a flight ban, and Laozi, Yuanshi, Jieyin, and Zhunti were all still on the run for their lives; it was impossible for them to come to the Underworld, so they could only retreat their troops.

But once they retreat, it is equivalent to giving up control over the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

This makes their hearts bleed.

Especially for Buddhism.

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In the years they have controlled the Six Paths of Reincarnation, many high monks have emerged within their sect; through repeated cultivation, many have attained the Golden Immortal, or even Great Luo Golden Immortal, realm.

Seeing their great flourishing imminent, they are now forced to return to the liberation period in a single day.

But no matter how shocked or angry they are, it is useless.

With the true bodies of the Sages not appearing and their Good Corpse trapped in the Primordial Continent, they are isolated and helpless, forced to bow their heads.

"Go!"

The situation is stronger than the people; the leaders of the various factions can only call out urgently.

Deep within the Sea of Blood.

Asura Palace.

Minghe Laozu is full of worry, sighing: "Joining the Anti-Shang Alliance, I don't know if it is a blessing or a curse. If I had known, I would have continued to lay low and stayed out of it like Zhenyuanzi and the Queen Mother of the West."

Although it is said that the Great Shang Celestial Dynasty will definitely be destroyed in the end, because the Sages will return to Honghuang sooner or later.

But how long will this time actually be?

During this period, he can only hide in the Sea of Blood like a turtle, not daring to go out; how stifling!

Yuqing Heaven.

"Damn it, the Underworld has actually fallen to that beast!"

Yuanshi Tianzun is shocked and angry.

He truly wishes he could immediately go to the Underworld and slap Di Qi into fly ash.

But thinking of the confinement order from Hongjun Laozu, he can only hide this thought in his heart, impotently furious.

"But it will be soon!"

After a long while, Yuanshi Tianzun suppresses the anger in his heart and looks up outside Yuqing Heaven.

In the Chaos between Taiqing Heaven and Yuqing Heaven, a massive, pitch-black Altar is nearing completion, with only the final finishing touches remaining.

That is the Resurrection Altar for the Demon Race to resurrect Di Jun, Donghuang, and Xihe.

With the help of Yin Qi, Fu Yao quickly refines the Underworld Boundary Talisman.

At the same time, the evil Ghosts and demons emerging from the Eighteen Levels of Hell suffer heavy losses under the encirclement and suppression of the Great Shang Imperial Court; no longer possessing their previous arrogance, they scatter to find places to hide.

However, facing the omnipresent Tianluo Hall, it is only a matter of time before they are found and killed.

As for the armies of the various factions in the Underworld, they have all withdrawn from the Underworld.

"Fu Yao!"

"Great King."

Yin Qi says sternly: "You have refined the Underworld Boundary Talisman and become the Underworld Empress. But I am very dissatisfied with the current state of the Underworld, and even its previous state. Next, I want you to reform the Underworld."

The Underworld is too scattered and chaotic.

If Houtu had not been in charge before, the Underworld would have been a living hell.

But because Houtu did not manage it, allowing the Six Paths of Reincarnation to operate autonomously, it resulted in evil Ghosts being everywhere in the Underworld, dominating various regions.

Such a situation must naturally not happen again in the future.

Therefore, he decides to reform the Underworld according to the model of the Underworld in his memories, to firmly keep the Underworld under his control. (End of chapter)