Chapter 884 - 542: The Imminent Witch Demon War

Chapter 884: Chapter 542: The Imminent Witch Demon War

Crows flew over the head.

The dim sunset cast its last glimmer on the earth.

The earth, like a bloody canvas wantonly smeared by demons.

The last sunlight descended.

The sky was shrouded with heavy gloom.

The originally azure dome was now filled with smoke and blood qi, its chaotic colors heralding the signs of an apocalypse.

The earth was unrecognizable long ago.

The crisscrossing ravines were filled with the corpses of creatures and broken weapons.

On the battlefield, bodies were strewn everywhere, with the Witch Race and Demon Race entangled, indistinguishable from each other’s ranks.

The Witch Race’s bodies, torn by sharp demon claws, had wounds so deep that the bone was visible, or bodies charred like coal, exuding a pungent burnt smell.

The Demon Race’s wings were snapped, scattered messily to the side, and once glimmering lively eyes had now turned dull.

Grotesque limbs lay twisted in postures across the battlefield.

"Dust to dust, ashes to ashes."

A low murmur echoed on the earth.

The Great Sun completely set.

The Taiyin hung above the celestial dome.

One by one, ethereal figures floated on the battlefield, the chains in their hands restraining the shattered souls, disappearing silently from the mortal world.

"Recently, the wars between the Witch Race and Demon Race have become fiercer."

"The evil qi and killing intent on the battlefield are also increasing."

"The number of ghost souls in the Netherworld is also rising."

A ghost messenger sighed.

They shook their heads again.

They didn’t say anything more.

However, in the distance, a low chanting sound suddenly appeared.

To their surprise, the evil qi began to gradually dissipate.

Upon looking, several men wearing moon-white robes, with bald and shiny heads, were softly chanting something.

"Is that..."

"These seem to be monks from the West."

"This place is the border of the Western Realm and Northern Domain, but it’s not close to the Extreme West Land, yet these bald donkeys have come here."

The monks seemed to have seen the ghost messengers.

They bowed their heads in salute.

Then continued softly chanting magic spells around them.

"This magic, why does it look familiar?"

"Seems like the purification and transcendence technique passed down by the Great Emperor."

"Strange indeed, that these monks would know."

Yin and Yang separated.

According to common sense, the words of these ghosts shouldn’t be known by mortals.

Even cultivators mostly need to use magic to comprehend Yin Yang to hear them.

Yet these monks acted as if they heard it.

Their eyes brightened.

"Truly."

"Seems like the Netherworld Emperor has a connection with our Buddha."

A connection?!

The ghost messengers looked at each other.

They looked at the monks as if they were fools.

Then pointed at the sky.

"Truly unrivaled, monks from the west, knowing nothing at all."

The monks said nothing, only leaving on their own accords.

In the Netherworld.

Zhao Fu saw these monks through the eyes of the ghost messengers.

"Has the Buddhist Sect already made its way east?"

"Just what are they really after..."

Others are unfamiliar with the true nature of the Buddhist Sect.

But Zhao Fu understands it all too well.

It is something left over from the previous era.

According to Ancestral Spirit’s words.

The things left over from the last era should all be beneficial to the Human Race.

The Spirit Mountain previously captured much attention for the Human Race’s rise.

Now the Buddhist Sect is spreading eastward, yet Zhao Fu couldn’t understand why.

Zhao Fu sat calmly above the Netherworld.

Watching the bustling Netherworld beneath his feet.

"Proceed with the expansion of the Netherworld."

Zhao Fu calmly instructed.

The Witch Demon war will only grow larger.

The number of ghost souls coming to the Netherworld will only increase, and the Netherworld cannot collapse.

Zhao Fu reached out his hand, seemingly grasping something.

"Fate is unpredictable."

"To me, it is like seeing flowers in the mist, without knowing their full form."

"Yet through the Netherworld, I can calculate infinite possibilities for the future."

"Linked with the Buddhist Sect, combined with my memories from the future."

"There is a myth..."

A mythology long-spread among the Human Race should have some basis.

For example, he and Luo Xuanjun, both became legends among the mortals.

"Ksitigarbha..."

In the future myths, a Bodhisattva exists in the Netherworld.

"Difficult to deduce."

"Forget it, continue cultivating."

[At six thousand years old, the Netherworld prospers further. In the newly expanded Land of the Netherworld, you appoint Ghost Kings to maintain local rules.]

[At six thousand five hundred years old, the Witch Demon war intensifies, the power of the Netherworld begins to expand.]

[In the mortal world, numerous pathways between it and the Netherworld emerge, causing much disturbance.]

[This leaves many tales among the mortals.]

[Either trapping a creature in a death calamity or matching a creature’s physique with the Netherworld, thus bestowing opportunity.]

[You begin to repair these gaps.]

[At seven thousand years old, your Ten Hall Yama all step into the Emperor Realm.]

[At the same time, you reach a point of no advancement, only continually amassing strength.]

[You constantly attempt to comprehend reincarnation, but the Six Paths of Reincarnation, though formed, are tightly held by Houtu, beyond your reach.]

[At seven thousand five hundred years old, news from Star Sea, Ao Xue enters the Great Saint Realm, adding another Great Saint to the Dragon Race.]

[Almost simultaneously, you sense a Great Power intruding into the Netherworld, inspecting reincarnation.]

[To you, a Great Power could only be a Great Saint level expert.]

[However, she is swiftly slapped out of the Netherworld by Houtu.]

[At seven thousand eight hundred years old, the Celestial Wolf Race emerges, starting to harvest Jade Rabbit Bloodline voraciously.]

[The Celestial Wolf Race had hidden for millennia, emerging every ten thousand years to harvest Jade Rabbit Bloodline, to enhance the talent of their celestial prides.]