Chapter 64: Planning in the Yang World, Foundation in the Yin World

Today, Lugui is still the common ruler of the world and the nominal king of men. When he revealed the strength of the Xia Dynasty, countless princes surrendered immediately.

Within just a few days, the princes who had originally clamored that Lugui was unjust immediately changed their attitude and said that he was plotting a rebellion because he was instigated by evil villains.

pity……

Lugui didn't buy it at all.

Now that he had an excuse to attack the princes, how could he let them go so easily?
After sending out 500,000 secret soldiers to attack the rebellious princes, he also sent people to recruit soldiers in Jizhou and Yongzhou, as if he wanted to pacify the nine provinces and kill all the princes!

In less than half a month, the only rebellious princes left were a dozen or so who gathered in the Qian Kingdom and confronted his 500,000 Yin soldiers.

Moreover, after seeing Lugui's undead army, these dozen or so princes had different thoughts and had no intention of fighting them head-on.

If Huang Jian had not repeatedly assured that he had invited a master to break Lugui's evil magic, these princes would have fallen apart long ago!
after all……

Most of these princes are fence-sitters and absolute profit-seekers. It is simply a joke to say that they rose up against Lugui for the sake of the common people!
They just wanted to take advantage of the decline of the Xia Dynasty to reap more benefits!
But now, the situation has suddenly reversed, and they were caught off guard. It is simply impossible to expect them to fight to the death!
"General Huang!"

Fortunately, when Huang Jian was in a state of panic, Zhao Gongming, along with Jin Peng and other practitioners, as well as the Suzaku Flag, arrived at the battlefield in time.

"Suzaku Flag, out!"

Jin Peng shouted loudly, and the Vermillion Bird flag immediately fluttered in the wind, rising with a dense fairy light. The terrifying Nanming Lihuo condensed in the air into a Vermillion Bird phantom that was ten thousand feet high, revealing boundless power. The divine fire burned the world, and the most yang and powerful flame swept across tens of thousands of miles of heaven and earth in an instant, sweeping through infinite space dimensions.

boom!
The void was boiling, the sky and the earth were all red, and tens of thousands of ghost soldiers were turned into ashes in an instant.

There was also a Nanming Lihuo, which followed the cause and effect of the universe and went straight in, passing through countless spaces, and ignited a huge pillar of fire in the Xia Dynasty ancestral temple and the underworld, as if it was going to burn all the worlds to ashes.

"hateful!"

Lugui, who had always been indifferent, was also furious after seeing the ancestral temple that had stood for hundreds of years being burned down by the Lihuo. He wished he could take action himself to destroy Jinpeng who was holding the Suzaku flag.

The ancestral temple of the Xia Dynasty was first built by Xia Qi, and by the time it reached his hands, it had already passed through more than a dozen emperors.

Now, it was reduced to ashes in front of him.

This undoubtedly rubbed his face and that of all the previous kings of the Xia Dynasty into the ground.

How could he not be angry?
Can……

As soon as he came up with the idea of ​​attacking Jin Peng, Zhao Gongming and others, an incomparably vast will instantly transformed into a terrifying sword intent containing the meaning of the end, and appeared in the sky above the royal capital Zhen'e, which was guarded by the Nine Cauldrons.

It seemed that if he dared to take a step forward, this terrifying sword light would chop down from the air.

saint!

This is a saint!
No matter how rebellious Lugui was, he would not dare to gamble whether this saint would risk being attacked by the fate of humanity and strike him with the sword.

Therefore, no matter how angry he was, he had to endure it.

……

At the same time, in the underworld, the raging fire pillar formed by the Nanming Lihuo instantly ignited the Mingchen Naifanwucheng Palace, illuminating the Luofeng Mountain in red, and countless evil spirits instantly dissipated into the void.

"town!"

However, what the underworld lacks the least is yin energy. With a loud shout from the Emperor of Fengdu, the endless yin energy directly extinguished the pillar of fire.

Although the Nanming Li Fire is strong and can suppress evil spirits, it is just rootless water in this netherworld and cannot make any waves at all.

But this strange phenomenon instantly attracted the attention of Empress Pingxin.

Only a calm voice was heard, coming from the depths of the Netherworld, warning: "This will not happen again! Lord Dongming, if you wantonly steal the power of the Netherworld again, don't blame me for not giving Dayu face!"

"Yes!"

Xia Qi's face was pale and he was silent as a cicada. He walked out of the void in embarrassment and bowed from afar towards the depths of the underworld. He did not dare to say a word of rebuttal.

Because, in this dark place, the other party only needs a thought to make him sink into eternal damnation.

The other party is the real ruler of the underworld. No matter whether it is the Emperor of Fengdu, the Ghost King Yama, or him, Lord Dongming, they all work for the other party.

quibble!

Meaningless!

At the same time, in his heart, he also cursed Lugui, the unfilial descendant.

Incompetent bungler!
He was once the king of the Xia Dynasty, but because he ended the system of abdication, he was bound by the shackles of heaven and man, and his cultivation began to decline.

At his mother's request, his father King Dayu obtained the position of Dongming Gong for him in the underworld, so that he could turn to the way of ghost immortals, sit in one of the six heavens of Luofeng, and obtain the position of the underworld.

However, the practice of the way of ghost immortals depends on the luck of incense and offerings. In order to quickly improve his practice, he has always maintained contact with the successive kings of the Xia Dynasty.

After all... the Human King has a respected status. As the one who governs the people of the Nine Provinces, as long as the Xia Dynasty exists and his descendants continue to sit in that position, he can continue to enjoy incense and offerings and constantly improve his own cultivation.

But, man proposes, God disposes!

His son Taikang was so incompetent that he lost the Xia Dynasty because of his stupidity.

This almost cut off the good fortune he had gained from the incense!

Good thing!

His descendant Shaokang was more capable, and with some secret help from him, he regained the Xia Dynasty after a few decades.

In order to keep the incense burning continuously and to allow his descendants to rule the nine provinces forever, after Shaokang restored the country, he communicated with the successive kings of the Xia Dynasty. With the fortune of the incense burning by humanity and the power of the underworld in his hands, he created an immortal army through the ancient Shinto method as the foundation of the Xia Dynasty.

Not long ago, his descendant Lugui provided him with a huge amount of incense and luck, which enabled him to go one step further and become a ghost immortal in the Daluo realm.

He thought that as long as he continued like this, with the help of the luck of the human world, sooner or later, he would surpass the Emperor of Fengdu and become the most powerful person in the underworld, second only to Niangniang Pingxin.

even……

"There has never been a saint in the ghost immortal world. If I have the chance, I might be able to fill this gap, but who can predict what will happen in the future?"

This thought often flashed through Xia Qi's mind, but he never told anyone about it.

Because, exposing your ambitions before actually achieving your goals is not a wise move and may also lead to failure.

In fact, he still admires Lugui very much!

He felt that Lugui was very similar to him!

Not a resemblance in appearance.

But...

The ambition hidden in the corrupt body is almost exactly the same!
But the difference is that he knows how to hide and has never told anyone about his ambitions.

And when Lugui first communicated with his ancestor, he revealed his ambition to become the Emperor of Man, the Ancestral Witch, the Emperor of Heaven, to unify the ancient world, all the heavens and worlds, and to dominate the fate of all living beings!
"Ugh!"

Thinking of this, Xia Qi couldn't help but let out a long sigh. His eyes penetrated the endless void, through the Nine Netherworlds, and looked at the land of Kyushu that he once ruled.

"God's will!"

He knew that once Lugui's ambition was exposed to the saints and those powerful people, the only outcome waiting for him would be death.

Because they will not allow another Di Jun to appear in this world!
He wanted to help Lugui and continue to maintain the rule of the Xia Dynasty so that he could receive a steady supply of incense and sacrifices. But after Niangniang Pingxin opened her mouth just now, he knew that all this was in vain!
The Xia Dynasty is about to perish!

"but……"

"The dynasty of the living world has perished!"

"The foundation of the underworld is still there. One day, we will have the opportunity to rise again!"

Xia Qi opened his hand, and a vast world suddenly emerged, with the constant flow of life and death and a ghostly aura. In it gathered all the successive kings of the Xia Dynasty, such as Taikang, Zhongkang and Shaokang, as well as nearly one million ghost soldiers and generals, whose cultivation levels ranged from the realm of refining the spirit to returning to the void to the realm of Taiyi Golden Immortal, all of which were the foundation he had accumulated over the years.

The undead army he created for the Xia Dynasty was naturally not all he had.

after all……

He was also thinking about establishing an immortal foundation in the underworld!

Back at Mingchen Naifanwucheng Palace, Xia Qi raised his hand to repair the damage caused by the Nanming Lihuo, and murmured: "I have established my hegemony across the nine states, overlooking the ordinary world. Now I roar to shake the ghosts, and ride my horse to sweep away the demons. A little wind and frost is not a worry, just like a dormant dragon lying in a depression. In the future, the netherworld will control life and death, and I will ask Taiyi from the sky again!"

He just stood there quietly, looking into the void and into the underworld.

There were no followers and no echoes.

Because he doesn't need it!
He is not as impulsive and proud as Lugui. He will bow his head when he should. He also believes that he can go further.

History is written by the victors!

As long as he survives to the end and stands at the top of the world, all the failures and hardships he has experienced now will become stepping stones on his way to the top.

People will only remember his bright and handsome appearance, not his servility before Niangniang Pingxin, nor his submissiveness before Emperor Fengdu. Every step he takes will become a monument for future generations to admire and respect, and his figure will be permanently imprinted in the long river of time and space.

He thought of the humiliation he had just suffered, and could not help but use his finger as a pen to write in the air:

"I have had great ambitions since I was young, and I have also become resourceful when I grow up. I am like a tiger lying on a desolate hill, hiding its claws and fangs and enduring."

"Unfortunately, I was bound by fate and fell into the netherworld. If I could achieve my lofty ambitions one day, I would make all the saints bow down to me!"

Then, he waved his hand again, erasing all traces in the void, as if the extremely rebellious appearance just now had nothing to do with him.

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