Chapter 876 - 538: A Familiar Sword! Another Dawn on the Sea of Stars!

Chapter 876: Chapter 538: A Familiar Sword! Another Dawn on the Sea of Stars!

"Emperor Beiyin Fengdu!"

Everyone looked at the sky where a great door opened.

The Gates of the Netherworld opened.

The roars of evil spirits, the low chants of ghost spirits, the murmurs of ghost cultivators.

Yin Qi, not belonging to the living world, spread.

The expression of the Ancestral Spirit was somewhat complex.

When Zhao Fu found him, his emotions were indescribable.

This era had not even established the Six Paths of Reincarnation, and reincarnation was nearly nonexistent.

"But, indeed."

"Besides the Ghost Cultivation Path taught by me, who else could have organized such a complete ghost cultivation system so quickly?"

"However..."

A glint flashed in the Ancestral Spirit’s eyes.

"Incense Dao... Netherworld..."

"Zhao Fu indeed inspired me a lot, but it still needs continuous refinement."

Incense, this was the inspiration Zhao Fu obtained from the future.

On the Witch Demon Continent, there was also the existence of incense belief.

But it was not widely spread.

The Path of Incense Belief had not formed a system.

At this time, the representative of the Path of Incense Belief was quite famous in the future.

That was... the Totem.

On the Witch Demon Continent, not all of the Demon Race liked to eat humans.

For example, the Dragon Race and Phoenix Race, these two species which found transformation effortless, did not like eating humans.

As a result, the Human Race was able to forge deep friendships with these two races.

On the Witch Demon Continent, besides the tribes under the Witch Race, the Human Circle of the Demon Country, the Star Sea Cultivation Civilization.

There were also places where Human Race civilization existed.

Those were the Totem Tribes.

The Human Race was innately humanoid, possessing the Innate Dao Body, and was born with spiritual wisdom.

They were the best physiques for providing incense.

And for some demon cultivators, the incense provided by the Human Race was far better than simply eating or selling them.

Thus, Totem Tribes existed.

However, for other demon cultivators, the Human Race was considered a great resource, so only a few exceptionally powerful demon cultivators could protect these tribes; in the vast Witch Demon Continent, such Totem Tribes were still too few to be significant.

A brainstorming storm raged in the Ancestral Spirit’s mind.

The Ancestral Spirit, who could develop both Yang God and Ghost Cultivator systems, could be described as a research fanatic.

However, for others.

The means by which the Ancestral Spirit summoned Zhao Fu could almost be overlooked.

All their attention at this moment was focused on the figure in the emperor’s robes and crown.

"Emperor Beiyin Fengdu!"

"Why don’t you stay in the Netherworld, what are you doing in the living world."

"This place is by no means a place where you can act recklessly."

"Moreover, with the Great Sun in the sky, how much of your Netherworld techniques do you think you can exhibit, how many of us do you think you can hold off?"

"No more nonsense!"

A celestial demon roared in anger.

They all transformed into their original forms.

Countless gigantic beasts, each of varying shapes, nearly blocked out the sun.

However, at this moment, a sound like silver bells, yet carrying a hint of coldness, rang out.

"Sister Yu, listen, doesn’t this sound somewhat familiar?"

Behind Zhao Fu, two women appeared, both with outstanding beauty and aura, one in a blue dress and the other in a green long dress.

One stood to the left and the other to the right behind Zhao Fu, naturally Cyan Simurgh Biran and Jade Rabbit Yu Lin.

"Indeed, it sounds familiar."

Facing over thirty celestial demons.

There was not the slightest ripple of emotion in Zhao Fu’s eyes.

Sunlight shone on his somewhat cold face.

Zhao Fu looked up, squinting his eyes at the sun.

He glanced at the thirty celestial demons ready to strike.

He pointed a single hand to the sky.

"I, in the name of the Netherworld, request the sun to temporarily withdraw."

"Borrow, the power of Taiyin."

"Change the day, replace the sun!"

The gate of the Netherworld suddenly expanded wildly.

This world seemed about to be split in two by the gate of the Netherworld.

Endless cold winds blew from the Netherworld.

The Great Sun retreated.

At the same time, the power of the Netherworld infused into Yu Lin and Biran.

Both were at the Demon Emperor Peak level of cultivation, containing the power of Taiyin and extreme cold within them, enough to aid Zhao Fu.

Cyan Simurgh and Jade Rabbit transformed into two phantoms rushing skyward.

An illusory bright moon slowly appeared in the sky.

"Though I am insignificant, a mere Ghost Emperor..."

"It is enough to deal with you."

Zhao Fu pointed one hand to the sky and the other to the ground.

"Netherworld!"

"Netherworld Road!"

"Naihe!"

"Wangchuan!"

Each word spoken.

Illusory objects appeared in this world.

The sea surface dried up, revealing a land full of bones.

Netherworld Road appeared, filled with ghost souls, while the Wangchuan River of endless souls flowed towards the Naihe Bridge leading to rebirth.

"Ten Palaces, Yama!"

Ten shadowy figures with obscured faces wearing crowns, emerged behind Zhao Fu.

"All of you! Come to me!"

A dim black radiance emanated from Zhao Fu’s eyes.

He reached out and grabbed.

The changing heaven and earth, the Star Sea seemingly turned into the Netherworld, and now, as if the Netherworld earth was a curtain being torn apart, and the torn curtain frantically entangled the thirty celestial demons.

"No, how is it possible?!"

The aura of the celestial demons surged to the extreme.

Any celestial demon alone could shatter mountains and rivers, causing the heavens and earth to collapse.

Their power was enough to dry up oceans and shatter mountain ranges.

However, at this moment, that immense power was tightly bound within them.

It was the oppression of a world.

Zhao Fu momentarily manifested a Netherworld in the living world!

The faces of the Human Race Divinity Transformation were full of surprise and joy.

While the nearby demon race experts, who were secretly observing, were shocked and filled with dread.

They had vaguely heard of an extraordinary Ghost Emperor arising in the Netherworld.

But in reality, they had no concept of it.

"That’s over thirty celestial demons!!!"

"Over thirty!"

Every celestial demon’s rise was built atop an endless Corpse Mountain and Blood Sea.