Chapter 180 The Gods Return to Their Places

In Yingtian Prefecture, the millions of vows lost their fixed anchor point and quickly scattered in an instant, turning into a rain of nothingness, scattering throughout Yingtian Prefecture along with the magnificent and vast incense.

In the Southern Forbidden City, the national prestige of the Great Ming Dynasty fluctuated slightly, and a divine tablet above the imperial city, engraved with "Ziwei Yandu Dijun" (Emperor of the Purple Tenuity Haze Capital), flickered slightly.

Then, it opened the access permissions of the Southern Forbidden City to a certain void.

Having lost the control of vows, the mortals mixed with demons finally felt a great sense of discomfort. This huge sense of incongruity, accompanied by the fear in their hearts, was about to burst forth. And in the hearts of the demons, the shackles of vows were also shattered!

The soldiers of the Yingtian Thirty-Six卫 (Guards), who were fighting with the gods, stopped waving their weapons in confusion. The cultivators of the White Lotus Sect felt something was wrong. When they sensed the death of the Lu King, their faces were already extremely pale. The great cultivators above the Earth Immortal level were possessed by the Lu King's vows, knowing what they had to do next.

Leave here.

Go to the three temples of the White Lotus Sect and light the three divine incense sticks of Emperor Wu of Han.

This was actually an opportunity. The divine object was originally used to obtain the power of the Heavenly Dao, but they did not expect that it would be used to revive themselves first.

The three incense sticks were not outside.

They were in the other strongholds of the White Lotus Sect.

"The Prince's order has arrived! We will leave here, and everything here will become the past. There is no need to linger!"

A Yuanshen cultivator of the White Lotus Sect notified the other Earth Immortals, telling them to quickly organize the evacuation. Immortals could arrive in Yingtian in an instant, but they would not start a massacre. Someone would definitely be able to leave here, to get out of Yingtian!

So what if there were 129,600 incarnations?

The White Lotus Sect's cultivators also accounted for a huge proportion of the million people in Yingtian Prefecture, one-tenth, or even one-fifth!

Someone would always be able to leave!

The people of the White Lotus Sect quickly retreated. Except for the Great Bao'en Temple, all the Yingtian Thirty-Six卫 (Guards) were strongholds of the main sect, so they did not have altars. The main altar was in the Great Bao'en Temple.

Of course... or rather, nothing here was important anymore. At the same time, they had suffered heavy casualties. The eight hundred Guan Gong had already cut through three streets, chopping up who knew how many Earth Immortals. Even at this moment, the slogan "Insert the label and sell the head" shouted by the Guan Gong was still echoing endlessly on these three streets.

The Lu King was dead, so the others would definitely not survive.

The two immortals had won.

The Great Bao'en Temple would be uprooted.

The cultivators of the White Lotus Sect were evacuating, decisively abandoning this most prosperous city in the world.

Mortals and cultivators were at a loss, trying to connect those wrong cognitions and self-perceptual conflicts in their minds.

The demons, on the other hand, laughed loudly. There was no happier moment than this!

The Five Labors and Seven Injuries were resolved!

The means used by the Lu King to manipulate them and restrain them had disappeared along with his death!

Now nothing could bind them anymore...!

Perhaps that was what they thought, but the gods were still active, and the demons did not plan to fight these unkillable folk gods to the end here. They transformed into demonic winds, taking advantage of the partial power of the Ming Dynasty's national prestige that still remained on them and had not yet faded. Riding the demonic wind and black mist, dozens, hundreds, thousands, constantly scattered in all directions, east, west, south, and north!

On the banks of the Qinhuai River, those female demons who had bewitched the students of the Imperial Academy, but were chased everywhere by the Confucian sages, now revealed their true forms. As the scholars' gazes changed from infatuation to horror, they turned into birds, snakes, foxes, and white sables, rising into the clouds, riding black smoke, and fleeing in panic.

Those students had also become more sober. Thinking that they had even enjoyed themselves with some of these women a few days ago, although it was a disgrace to their gentility, the feeling of the gentle village was truly irresistible. But now they were unwilling to recall those indescribable Qinhuai River stories. Their heads were spinning, and they felt dizzy. They discovered that Xu Xian was actually themselves.

Although the feeling of ecstasy was indeed good, a portion of their primordial yang had been taken away. Even if it did not damage the foundation of their essence and blood, their kidney qi would definitely weaken in the future.

But the folk gods did not intend to pursue them. They watched these enemies disappear and stood in the roads, or in the alleys, or in front of the ships, or outside the restaurants, or behind the thresholds of the temples, calmly listening to the terrified shouts of the surrounding mortals.

The vows dissipated and returned to the people themselves. The great power of incense returned to the temples and to a certain demon king who descended to the world in accordance with the will of Yingtian.

A voice entered Yingtian from above Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum:

"The gods return to their places."

The gods bowed their hands, dispersed their forms and spirits, and returned to their original state of wooden and clay sculptures.

The Guan Gong turned into puppets, hopping back to the display stands in the workshops.

Qin Qiong and Yuchi Gong jumped back onto the doors and continued to be their New Year pictures.

The Kitchen Gods transformed into countless flames and returned to the houses of the frightened tile workers in Huowa Lane. Xiang Yu also disappeared after a burst of black mist.

Confucius, along with Zengzi, Yan Hui, and Mencius, also walked back to the Confucius Temple and sat on the high divine platform, maintaining their eternal kind smiles.

From the time Sun Quan built the Stone City here 1,400 years ago until now, there had never been so many folk gods manifested on this land of Yingtian Prefecture, nor had there ever been such a lively scene.

There were no lanterns on the Qinhuai River, but the world was filled with light.

The terrified mortals stopped their steps, briefly forgetting everything they had just seen, as well as the fragmented memories of the past.

The lanterns floated, like dreams and bubbles. A huge, cyan-black feathered bird flew across the high sky. What was released from under its feathers were the various desires in which all living beings had indulged in the past, transformed into lights.

Some people were ambitious and wanted to compete with the heavens.

Some emperors had absurd dreams, telling mountain ghosts about their imperial ambitions.

Some famous courtesans had surging love, and their beautiful voices entered the Qinhuai River.

Some scholars breathed out clouds and wrote hundreds of poems with wine.

Some peddlers were cautious, living meagerly and looking up at the bright moon.

Some young men wore brocade clothes and jade ornaments, generously spending a thousand gold coins.

Two immortals appeared on the colorful clouds.

"The people of the world each hold their own opinions, and they have thousands of troubles, so they are at a loss."

"When someone comes to guide them, they will regard that person's words as the standard, without the slightest doubt. And when this doubt is magnified, and collapses like a broken glass in an instant, they will fall into fear and confusion, and all kinds of unsatisfactory things in life... will come one after another."

"We broke the beautiful world woven by the Lu King, and the people returned to the past, still being the most hateful selves, with the suffering of seven emotions and six desires, love, hatred, and resentment. Therefore, I am the Lord of Demons, and what I break is the illusion of the world."

"But when living beings live in a beautiful world, they often do not know what kind of world they are in. When everything is over, and they see those beautiful illusory lights again, they will rekindle hope, always feeling that one day, they will be able to reach that state."

"They can never reach it, but they keep looking at it, bearing a heavy burden like mountains and seas, but still harboring hope. This is what mortals are."

"Those who are mediocre, those who are trapped in the world, those who struggle to survive, have always been like this since ancient times, but they are the greatest and most persevering in the world."

"The eyes can see things, and they firmly believe in the future."

"Youwei Changa, go and spread all of this, eliminate all the fears that existed in the world before, and atone for what you have done."

Ji Xiang ordered it to come here to arrange this dreamlike sea of lights, eliminating people's fears, making everything that happened before seem to disappear. But the cultivators would remember what happened before, and the court would send heavy troops to enter here. As for the Yingtian Thirty-Six卫 (Guards), who had become subordinates of the prince, the court would definitely investigate these matters.

The big bird flew in the dark night sky, hidden outside the dreamy lights. What the common people saw were the light and shadows, the bright lights that flew continuously in the sky.

Qin Nvxiu looked at the high sky: "Since you have a way to break the poison, I don't have to worry. To be honest, I cultivated halfway, and now I have achieved corpse liberation and ascension. If you let me kill people, I am good at it, but breaking the poison, the Buddhist people are the best at it."

"About this matter, I think that black-faced Vajra has already learned it, and I still have to continue to look for my two masters."

Ji Xiang nodded: "A great change unseen for thousands of years is about to come. At the moment when the inside and outside mountains and rivers are unified, when the Heavenly Dao descends to the human world. Once the cultivators of the inner mountains and rivers obtain the Dao, they will have terrible power. After this Yingtian incident, we still need to recruit immortal seedlings to strengthen the power of our rivers and mountains."

"I hope you and I will each have our fortunes turn for the better... As for the treasure given by elder sister, younger brother dares not accept it rashly..."

Qin Nvxiu smiled heartily: "What dares you not accept rashly! Just take it."

"If you are asked to do something, dragging your remnant immortal body, you can't do anything! Okay, I'm leaving now."

"The mountains are high and the road is far."

"We will meet again."

Qin Nvxiu's figure turned into a long rainbow and disappeared through the moon, while telling Ji Xiang that she had learned about Ge Xuan's resurrection, because that old gentleman had contacted her before.

But speaking of it, she was the oldest among the few people. Although Ge Xuan was in a similar era to her, it was only similar. After all, there were still many years between Emperor Huan of Han and the Three Kingdoms period.

Gathering tens of thousands of fire lanterns, like a starry river illuminating the sky, the crowds gathered, and the wide courtyard was seamless.

A round silver moon hung high in the sky, emitting a clear and cold light.

People today do not see the moon of ancient times.

The moon today once shone on the ancients.

Ji Xiang and Qin Nvxiu did not kill all the cultivators in front of the Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum. They all came from various sects. Ji Xiang wanted to send them all to Wudang Mountain, and then let Wudang notify the heads of each sect to come and claim them.

Especially Jiang Quzi and Bai Wuzi, Chongyang Palace and Laoshan Sect, they must give an explanation this time.

On the nine-colored clouds, these people looked terrified, looking at Ji Xiang with half of his face in the shadows. Among the cultivators, Bai Wuzi spoke in fear, trying to explain himself:

"We were also bewitched by the Lu King. Please, Arctic True Man, raise your hand in mercy."

"That won't do."

Ji Xiang's expression was very indifferent: "I finally learned two or three things about the rumors that the Kaishan Taoist spread about me from the Lu King. Now if I let you go, wouldn't there be no room for reasoning when the Laoshan Sect finds me?"

"Since you smeared me, and also want to ask Wudang for someone, then let you really go to Wudang, hang on the southeastern branches, and let those bigwigs take a good look!"

"Moreover, they don't need to look for the Tiger Eye Chan Master anymore. When I send you back to Wudang, I wonder if there are many people on the mountain who are freeloading, asking for an explanation?"

Ji Xiang's image changed at this time. The nine-colored clouds fluctuated, and the Tai Xu Treasure Light drilled out, scaring all the cultivators to the point of losing their souls!

"It's the Tai Xu Treasure Light!"

"Don't approach me!"

The Tai Xu Treasure Light devours everything, so the cultivators were naturally terrified. However, Ji Xiang turned into Marshal Tianpeng, opened the Heavenly Gate at this time, and the magnificent light of Fuli Hua fell behind the huge gate. Heavenly soldiers poured out and imprisoned the cultivators!

"I didn't dare to use it easily before because it consumed too much vitality, but now, although the Dafuli Earth is not my Dharma Realm, it can also be used to imprison you."

Ji Xiang thought that Zhao Xuanlang, Zhang Tianshi, and Yuanmiao Dasheng had all entered the Fuli world, and he hadn't seen them lacking oxygen or anything. This time, he took the heavenly soldiers to imprison the cultivators, and as expected, the cultivators' eyes flashed, the magnificent light gradually dimmed, and replaced by a vast blue sky!

The Qi of Taixu Fuli wandered in it, which was beneficial to cultivation, but they were cursed by Ji Xiang at this time and could not absorb vitality!

However, they were terrified!

"This, is this perhaps...!"

Jiang Quzi and Bai Wuzi both knew that Ji Xiang had the means to open the Heavenly Gate, but they had not thought that behind the Heavenly Gate was not some Dharma Realm, but the place where the highest ten thousand gods lived!

Azure Heavens, Dafuli Earth!

The cultivators couldn't believe it, especially those few congenital levels, who were lucky enough not to die. They also didn't expect that before they had received a divine tablet, their first time seeing Dafuli was not in an Outer World illusion, but they had truly come to this vast heavenly realm!

"It's simply absurd, but it actually happened before my eyes! Dafuli Earth, this level of supreme Dharma Realm, can it be opened and entered at will!"

The unacceptable and terrifying reality was like a heavy hammer, crushing their will!

But a more terrifying thing happened immediately!

The heavenly soldiers brought the cultivators to a dark area. At this time, many divine tablets in the sky descended, and a roar pressed down on the top of their heads!

Not demon kings, but the 80,000 heavenly demons!

"This guy..."

When Jiang Quzi made a sound, his teeth knocked together, his hair stood on end, and unparalleled great fear overwhelmed his Dao heart!

"This guy... is really a demon king of the heavens!"

Being able to actively enter Dafuli itself explained many problems. The identity of the remnant immortal was beyond doubt, but being able to make 80,000 heavenly demons listen, this must be the ability of a demon king!

"You have all committed sins. Heavenly demons surround you, examining your state of mind. You should also look forward."

The cultivators saw all kinds of heavenly demon divine tablets flying around, all of them pale! They didn't expect to come to Dafuli Earth in this way!

And looking forward, what they saw was a manifestation of thunder, floating from the void, as if it had been aiming at them for a long time!

This thunder stretched for thousands of miles, with no end in sight, turning into a huge city.

Three extremely huge divine tablets were flashing at the highest and farthest point of the Thunder City. The cultivators could vaguely see the names of two of the divine tablets, making them extremely terrified. They were "Yuqing Zhenwang" (True King of Jade Clarity) and "Leisheng Puhua Tianzun" (Heavenly Lord of Thunder and Universal Transformation)!

Rumble!

Lightning and thunder!

All the sins they had committed would be judged by the Thunder City!

The Heavenly Gate was closed with a bang in the distance!

......

Flames flickered. In a temple, Fire Lord and Crown Prince Liejie appeared, both with terrified expressions. They had escaped the control of Ji Xiang and Qin Nvxiu, thanks to Fire Lord's possession of the Fire Element Great Escape.

Although the Fire Escape was the last of the Five Element Escapes, it was still one of the thirteen major escapes. There were no signs when it was used. You only needed to see a flame to leave.

Only Ji Xiang, who had the Metal Escape, had no way to catch up with the Fire Lord. However, Ji Xiang did not want to chase the Fire Lord. The Fire Lord also understood this.

She had already felt Ji Xiang's indifferent attitude, which made her feel extremely humiliated, but on second thought, her previous grudges with him could be considered cleared. Since he had not taken action at this time, he probably would not cause trouble for her in the future.

Wasn't this letting herself off the hook?

Then, the future would be vast, and the shackles would be removed!

"Liejie, do you have a place to go?"

The Fire Lord took a deep breath. The immortal forms of the Quiet Wheel Heavenly Palace had not been used, which was a good thing. It was better to keep these forms in the body until the moment of life and death.

Crown Prince Liejie was silent for a while.

He suddenly said:

"You and the Lu King recruited me. The Lu King gave me many benefits. He treated me well. Now that he is dead, if I have received the grace of others, I should avenge him."

"But I also know that it is unrealistic to talk about revenge with a demon lord. If he is really a transformation of the will of heaven..."

"Then what are we?"

"Do you have a place to go? I will go with you."

The Fire Lord nodded, feeling a little happy:

"Ah... yes, the old immortals of the Quiet Wheel Heavenly Palace did mention a place I should go."

That place was where the old immortals of the Quiet Wheel Heavenly Palace had mentioned to her, where the real Taiyin Tribulation Fire that destroyed the four dynasties of Song, Qi, Liang, and Chen was located.

After that, she would have to draw down the divine position of the Seed Fire Old Mother from Dafuli in order to manipulate this Taiyin Tribulation Fire.

But when it came to Dafuli Earth...

The Fire Lord felt uneasy.

"However, he always has times when he is not in Dafuli Earth, right."