Transmigrating over ten thousand years late, I was forced to become a mighty presence

Chapter 424: Chapter 192: Mount Luofeng 6 Hell Deities_2

The head of Qinguang King seemed to be pressed down by an invisible giant hand, forcefully smashed into the depths of the earth.

The fate of Qinguang King left the remaining four Yamas behind him feeling a chill.

The bodies they were borrowing belonged to the 10 Netherworld Commanders and, as long as their Spirit Soul were not affected, even the most severe injuries to their physical bodies would not impact them.

Even so, for a high-ranking Yama, the insult to their spirit was far greater than the damage to their body.

“Fengdu! Are you truly determined to fight to the bitter end with us?”

The roaring voice of Qinguang King came from the earth as his Peak Return-to-Void mighty body shook the ground, causing the entire Fengdu City to tremble, seemingly about to break free from the suppression of the Divinity Path ranking.

However, with each tremor of the earth, a fraction of the power from the billions of supernatural beings slumbering within Fengdu City silently merged into it, reinforcing the suppression on Qinguang King.

The more he struggled, the stronger the suppressive force became.

If it were his own heavenly cultivation, perhaps, he could have ignored the influence of the Divinity Path ranking, but merely borrowing the body of a Netherworld Commander, he was utterly powerless to act.

Within the Emperor’s Carriage, Shen Yuan merely chuckled and slowly said,

“The fish will die, but the net will not break.”

“Fine! You forced my hand!” A despairing roar erupted from Qinguang King.

Suddenly, the aura of the body suppressed deep in the earth plummeted, and the invisible oppressive force belonging to Yama’s incorporeal persona within the Spirit Soul quietly dissipated like dust.

Qinguang King began to weaken at a visible rate, and the body that belonged to the Day Wandering God dried up, ultimately turning into a withered old man with white hair.

Indeed, Qinguang King had entered a state of weakening, but Shen Yuan could clearly feel that his suppression of Qinguang King through the Divinity Path ranking was rapidly fading.

That aged body was gradually freeing itself from the suppression of Emperor Fengdu’s incorporeal persona and slowly climbing out of the deep pit.

Shen Yuan’s pupils suddenly narrowed, immediately realizing what Qinguang King had done.

Self-decapitating Divinity Path!

Shen Yuan’s greatest suppression of Qinguang King came from his Divinity Path ranking. Considering this, Qinguang King chose to forcibly sever his own Spirit Soul’s Divinity Path cultivation and hierarchy, retaining only the most fundamental Ghost Path cultivation.

Although he could not entirely escape the suppression of Emperor Fengdu’s incorporeal persona, the absence of the Divinity Path ranking’s restraint allowed Qinguang King to exert a portion of his strength.

Of course, while this freed him from much of Shen Yuan’s influence, the price to pay was terrifying.

Qinguang King ascended through the Incense Offering Divinity Path to become a Major Heavenly Immortal, and his Divinity Path cultivation was his most important foundation; severing it would damage the very source of his Spirit Soul.

The aging he exhibited was not just a simple physical decline, but also a decline at the Spirit Soul level.

“Self-decapitating Divinity Path? Though this is only part of your Spirit Soul, once it returns to its original place, it will affect your main body. Are you not afraid of falling from your Yama hierarchy?”

Hatred filled the now markedly aged face of Qinguang King, and he hoarsely replied,

“I told you, you’re forcing us into a life-and-death struggle!”

As he spoke, Qinguang King’s aged body seemed to break the invisible shackles of the Divinity Path, striding purposefully towards the Emperor’s Carriage.

Having completely torn all pretenses, Qinguang King no longer cared for the so-called rules of the Heavenly Court.

For him, this path had been followed to the end, and the only option left was to use his cultivation advantage to crush the opponent here and now.

Just as he was about to approach the Emperor’s Carriage, a lonely, quiet Netherworld path broke through space to stand before it. Black and White Impermanence, two Netherworld Commanders, wielded their soul dispersing batons, and in an instant, a million evil spirits wept together, sending chills to the heart.

“Get out of the way!”

Qinguang King was furious, and beneath his withered palm, the principles of life-and-death manifested, shattering the Netherland path with one blow, and Black and White Impermanence were smashed deep into dark Hell.

At that moment, Netherworld Commander Bull Head took action.

The body of the local deity manifested again, but this time it did not display the giant body of the Incense Gold Body, keeping it instead to a three-zhang golden stature.

Countless Incense Offerings seemed to submit around him, as if they were forged into a towering Incense Gold Body to confront Qinguang King.

“How dare a lowly Netherworld Commander block my way?”

Qinguang King took a large step forward, and within a moment, everything within the space where Bull Head was standing shrunk, while the right foot clad in cloud-patterned shoes expanded in Bull Head’s vision; the once towering Netherworld Commander Bull Head appeared as an ant beneath that foot.

As the right foot stamped down, space shattered, and the ant-like Bull Head seemed to be crushed along with it.

Qinguang King didn’t even intend to glance back as he continued striding forward, but then he suddenly felt a formidable force clinging to his right foot, stopping him in his tracks.

The now ant-sized Bull Head somehow managed to withstand that blow, and although his local deity gold body was covered in cracks, his life force surged, the Pangu’s strength inherited in the bloodline of the bull race suddenly erupted.

Qinguang King, whose physical body was exhausted and not adept at forceful combat, was unexpectedly forced back several steps by the Netherworld Commander Bull Head, and the ground beneath his feet collapsed in an instant.

At the same time, Black and White Impermanence, who had been thrown into the dark Hell, returned once again; the shackles in their hands emerged from the void and tightly bound Qinguang King, while the soul dispersing baton once again raised the wails of evil spirits.

Looking on coldly from the side, Netherworld Commander Leopard Tail finally made his move; his body resembling a leopard specter dived into the space, and in the next moment, his claws tore through the space and descended on Qinguang King’s neck, infused with a bloodthirsty and murderous intent.

Qinguang King’s aura burst into a chaotic dark Hell, and amid the clashes of the Dao itself, the three Netherworld Commanders were torn and fell heavily to the ground, but they quickly recovered amidst the convergence of a vast amount of ghost energy.

By this time, Netherworld Commander Bull Head had already freed himself from the spatial suppression, manifesting his true form to confront Qinguang King once again.

As the 10 Netherworld Commanders are born to restrain Ghost Objects, and with only his Ghost Path cultivation left, Qinguang King was inherently restrained. In addition, with the indistinct suppression of Emperor Fengdu’s will, Qinguang King could hardly exert even thirty percent of his power.

Moreover, the 10 Netherworld Commanders were favored by the will of Emperor Fengdu; as long as they were not killed in one hit, no matter how severe their injuries, they could recover instantly.

With rage burning in his heart, Qinguang King roared angrily,

“Had I not severed my Divinity Path, even bearing the suppression of heaven and earth, it would take but one hand to support the Mount Tai of Divinity Path, and I could easily suppress you ants!”

Even Shen Yuan within the Emperor’s Carriage couldn’t help but admit that there was not a trace of exaggeration in Qinguang King’s words; the scene where Qinguang King suppressed four Netherworld Commanders single-handedly at the same level was still vivid in his memory.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

However, the situation was no longer the same. With the shifting balance of power, the joint effort of the four Netherworld Commanders was enough to entangle Qinguang King.

After smashing the Incense Gold Body of Bull Head once again, Qinguang King finally started to panic.

He looked coldly behind him at the four Yamas, who were still suppressed by the Divinity Path, and said sternly,

“This is your only chance, what are you waiting for?”

The four Yamas looked at each other, still hesitant in their hearts.

Qinguang King completely turned against Emperor Fengdu by severing his Divinity Path, but they had not fully opposed Emperor Fengdu, and there still seemed to be room for negotiation.

To rashly infuriate a Divinity Path Emperor was indeed not a good choice.

But Qinguang King’s chilling words sounded again at this moment:

“Don’t forget, your true forms are still in the kingdom of Hell!”

The bodies of the four Yamas shivered; Qinguang King’s words were an outright threat.

If they refused to take action, even if they returned to the kingdom of Hell, Qinguang King would surely settle scores with them.

With this thought in mind, the four Yamas gritted their teeth and severed their Divinity Path Cultivation; four thick streams of ghost energy shot up to the firmament, nearly enveloping the entire Luoshan County.

Seeing this, Qinguang King revealed a hint of a smile and looked provocatively towards the Emperor’s Carriage.

“The four Netherworld Commanders can hold me back, but what if we also add the four Yamas to the mix?”

Inside the Emperor’s Carriage, Shen Yuan gently stroked the official seal of Fengdu with a palm, his expression showing no sign of panic.

He looked towards the four Netherworld Commanders outside and the two Envoys of the Imperial Astronomical Bureau who were still holding their bodies up, and then his lofty, indifferent voice echoed within Fengdu City.

“The order of Hell is lost, the Yamas act unrighteously, causing living beings in the land of Yang World to suffer.

Today, I shall establish the Mount Luofeng 6 Hell Deities, to suppress the wicked spirits and execute the Yamas!”