1690: C1690 To Invade the Nether Realm

C1690 To Invade the Nether Realm

One step is a mess, one step is a mess.

Yang Fann got the Book of Life and Death, as long as he swiped the name on it.

All living beings whose names were marked could easily enter the netherworld without being restrained by the ghostly qi. This was a very simple principle.

Unfortunately, no matter how simple the reason was, the Ghost Kings had never thought of such an outcome.

So what if they entered the underworld? There was Ksitigarbha King, the Nine Ghost King, the 18 layers of hell, and the Eight Springs. They could secretly enter the underworld.

Entering the Netherworld openly was a dead end.

And if he wanted to lead an army into the Netherworld, the result could be imagined. Naturally, the experts from the Netherworld would not think about this matter.

Only now did they realize that perhaps it was just too much of a stretch to think that Yang Fann did not dare to enter the Nether World.

"Brat, come in if you have the guts. You brought so many chickens and dogs, and you think you can do whatever you want in the Netherworld?" King Qinguang had clearly sensed that the situation was not good, but his mouth was still very firm.

Boom!

Yang Fann just smiled. Although the mouths of those Ghost Kings were hard, their bodies were not hard.

When they saw that the army had arrived and that there was not much difference between them and the Nether Realm in terms of numbers, they would only retreat.

Then, with the Six Paths of Reincarnation protecting them, the army of Wildness went straight into the Nether Realm.

The Ghost Kings turned pale with fright. Just as they were about to activate the 18 layers of seals, the entire Nether Realm suddenly shook again.

The Ghost Kings all looked towards the northeastern direction, all of them were shocked, that was the void passage to the Ghost City, and now that they had such a huge reaction, it seemed like there was only one possibility, and that was that the Ghost City was about to open.

The iron chains were as red as blood, it was precisely the blood chains.

Yang Fann had long ago placed the chains in the void, and he had no other purpose, which was to leave a backdoor for the ghost city.

The chains could run amok in the void. Since they could bind ghosts, they could naturally allow ghosts to move forward along the chains.

In the ghost city, the Ghost King, the Judges, and the powerful ancient Ghost Messengers appeared one after another.

"What?" The Seven Ghost Kings had completely collapsed.

There was no need to ask anymore. From the beginning until the end, Yang Fann had been communicating with the Ghost City, and the scariest part was that he was able to break through the void.

This was something that not even Ksitigarbha could do.

Boom!

Emperor Song continued to control the Blood Prison, heading towards the ancient ghosts.

"Stinking brat, do you dare to show off your skills in front of your grandfather?" He Jue sneered.

The Ancient Netherworld was originally one. Later on, when Ksitigarbha and Grand Emperor Fengdu split up, everyone wanted to suppress the other party.

If the power of the 18 layers of hell could not be resisted, then why would both sides have to fight a fierce battle? Ksitigarbha only needed to defend his achievements.

The reason why Ksitigarbha was unable to defend his achievements was because the Nether Realm was his Nether Realm. It was the Nether Realm.

He, Ksitigarbha, could control the eighteen layers of hell, and so could Emperor Fengdu.

Now that Emperor Fengdu was dead, Judge He and Judge Luo were much older than the current Ten Yama Lords. Naturally, they were much stronger in controlling the power of hell.

The Endless Blood Prison headed towards the ancient ghosts of the Ghost City. However, when the monstrous and bloody eyes saw that they were about to reach the ghosts of the Ghost City, they suddenly rolled backwards at a rapid speed.

Then, all of the Nether Realm's Ghost Kings were dumbstruck. They could only retreat at a rapid speed. Emperor Song was greatly shocked. He still wanted to control the powerful Blood Prison.

The blood prison collapsed, and the endless ghost cries in the blood water were the pressure that could topple mountains and overturn seas. It was not something he could resist.

Emperor Song had a final thought, and he wanted to escape from the blood sea. However, it was clearly too late.

He followed behind all the ghosts that had yet to escape, and they were all sucked into the blood sea.

In an instant, He Zheng and the powerful ghost army had already arrived above the sea of blood.

"Courting death, I thought that people nowadays are more or less respecting the old and loving the young. So this is the moral character?" He Zhu's eyes were filled with killing intent, and he was still holding the Magistrate Brush in his hand.

The Judge's Pen immediately turned into a spear, and a new ghost of soul was born from under the Judge's Pen.

"Sect Leader, save me!" Emperor Song fell into despair.

Ksitigarbha and Ghost City were mortal enemies. If Ksitigarbha didn't make a move at this time, they would have no chance to turn the tables, and there was no reason for Ksitigarbha to not make a move.

Shua!

Judge He drew with his pen. As for Emperor Song, he had already split the brush in half. Next, all the ghost qi entered the sea of blood.

The remaining Ghost Kings couldn't help but look back, they could clearly see that the Netherworld Ghost Palace was extremely dark, and Ksitigarbha didn't make any movements at all.

In front of them, Yang Fann's generosity had already cut into the Ghost Palace.

The Netherworld could exist in the six paths to maintain the balance, because it could devour all the weak living beings. Moreover, its ghost energy could suppress all five paths.

Now, the advantage of the ghostly qi had been eliminated. The advantage that the Netherworld had in the Six Paths could be ignored. If Ksitigarbha had already disappeared, the result could be imagined.

In the army, Yang Fann had already ascended to the sky.

He headed towards the Nether Ghost Palace. The giant spear materialized and easily reached a thousand feet. Then, an endless amount of combat strength burst out, and the giant spear was pointed at the Nether Ghost Palace in front of him.

Boom!

The spear pierced through.

It was originally the most solid part of all the buildings in the Ghost Realm. However, it seemed to have become extremely decayed. It was as if it had never been repaired after being abandoned for tens of thousands of years. Moreover, the material itself was extremely sparse.

The rumbling sound appeared, which was why all the buildings had collapsed. Everything had disappeared without a trace, and not even the remnants of the buildings could be seen.

King Ksitigarbha's Underworld Ghost Palace was obviously different from the Ghost Palace of the other Ghost Kings in the Ghost Domain.

Otherwise, this wouldn't have happened.

The remaining Six Ghost Kings could only stare in shock.

Yang Fann was high up in the sky. He looked at the Six Ghost Kings and sneered, "I said he had already escaped. Do you think I'm farting?"

"How is that possible?" The Six Ghost Kings still couldn't believe it.

Now that the Ghost City and Wildness had surrounded them, the Ghost Domain had clearly surpassed the number of ghost armies. They had no advantage at all.

The Hell Inhibition Formation was completely useless, and the morale of the army had completely collapsed. Adding the fact that Yang Fann and He Judges were so powerful, there was no need to doubt the outcome of the battle.

The Netherworld Ghost Army was trembling with fear.

"What are you all standing there for? If anyone takes down one of the Six Ghost Kings, it won't be a problem to give you a Magistrate" Yang Fann smiled again.2

Ghost arts were respected in the Ghost Realm. Of course, he still needed the Ten Ghost Kings to take down the Nether Realm. However, the number of ghost cities alone was not enough. Under such circumstances, he still needed to use some experts of the Nether Realm.

Boom!

Those hungry ghosts from hell were incomparably crazy. They originally wanted to live in death, so how could they care about whether their opponent was something they could deal with or not?

They swarmed forward, an indescribable momentum. The extremely frightened Ghost King immediately started a civil war with the Ghost Messenger Yaksha.

As for He Zhongheng and the others, they couldn't retreat either. Their speed was even more shocking than the Ghost Messenger Yaksha.

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