Chapter 445: Chapter 200 A Promise of Ten Thousand Years_3
Qinguang King used Yama’s Spirit Soul as nourishnt and the Karmic Mirror to convict all supernatural beings in the Netherworld, his aim was not only to eliminate Shen Yuan’s aid but also to complete the process of sentencing all beings of the Netherworld.
Qinguang King then burned a second Yama’s Spirit Soul, in such a manner engraving the Karmic Mirror itself into the rules of the Netherworld, thereby completing a coup and using the Karmic Mirror to govern the entire Netherworld rules.
The Netherworld, which had already been completely under Shen Yuan’s control, began to tilt towards Qinguang King’s hands because of this sentencing of all beings.
As long as the Netherworld’s Karmic Mirror completed the governance of the Netherworld’s rules, even if Shen Yuan were in charge of the Divinity Path, it would be of no use after all, the Divinity Path is just a tool to drive the Netherworld; the true source of everything is still the rules of the Netherworld itself.
“Clap! Clap! Clap!”
Clear sounds of applause ca from within the Emperor’s Carriage, with Shen Yuan sitting on Mount Tai King’s throne, clapping his hands, his face full of admiration.
“Worthy of being Qinguang King, such tactics are truly extraordinary!”
Light flashed in Qinguang King’s eyes, but he still calmly said,
“It’s nothing but leveraging the might of the kingdom of Hell. However, it is more astonishing that Your Majesty achieved the Divinity Path Emperor using Fengdu City.
If Your Majesty were to hand over the thod for achieving the Divinity Path Emperor, I wouldn’t mind giving up the Netherworld of the Primal Chaos Realm to you.”
Qinguang King’s words bore no falsehood; if he could truly obtain the thod to achieve the Divinity Path Emperor, he would willingly cast aside the trivial Netherworld.
He would even be willing to use the Karmic Mirror in his hands as a bargaining chip.
At Qinguang King’s demand, Shen Yuan let out a cold smile,
“To exchange the thod of becoming an Emperor for the rely Primal Chaos Realm’s Netherworld, Qinguang King truly is insatiable as a snake trying to swallow an elephant.”
“Moreover, does Qinguang King really think that you have already certainly won?”
Qinguang King’s expression turned cold, “Then I shall have to ask Your Majesty to enlighten !”
The aura of the Karmic Mirror changed yet again, and the image covering the sky above the entire Yin World vanished, replaced by a black gold Emperor’s Carriage that appeared in the reflection.
Beneath the concentration of the Karmic Mirror, the concealnt of the Emperor’s Carriage gradually faded, and a majestic figure sitting on Mount Tai King’s throne began to erge faintly.
Just as the image within the Karmic Mirror was about to beco clear, Shen Yuan finally made his move.
Tapping the armrest lightly with his forefinger, Shen Yuan, with stars swirling in his eyes, looked towards the south of Fengdu City and said softly,
“I have co as promised!”
“Playing tricks!” Qinguang King scoffed coldly.
The next mont, the entire Netherworld plunged into violent tremors, and the wailing of countless evil spirits echoed throughout the Yin World from beneath the ground to the south of Fengdu City.
All supernatural beings within the Netherworld had dramatic changes in expression.
“It’s the 18 Levels of Hell!”
Qinguang King’s expression shook as he looked southward, only to see the countless evil demons within the Hell, every level enveloped in Naless Karma Fire.
The evil demons who entered Hell had far more karma than ordinary ones, hence the Naless Karma Fire they suffered was even more intense, and under the karma fire, no living being could escape.
A mont of shock soon turned to calmness; Qinguang King glanced at the imposing figure within the Emperor’s Carriage and couldn’t help but sneer,
“Evil demons from the 18 Levels of Hell? Is this Your Majesty’s last resort?”
Shen Yuan did not speak but simply extended his right hand forward, making a gesture of holding sothing aloft.
The 18 Levels of Hell that had erged from the Yin World began to slowly invert at that mont; the largest Tongue Plucking Hell fell to the very bottom, while the smallest Endless Hell shot up into the sky.
The entire 18 Levels of Hell broke free from spatial constraints, vaguely transforming into a treasure pagoda.
The thick essence of the Mother of All Things flowed from the top of the pagoda, all accumulated impurities over thousands of years were shed, revealing the true nature of a divine object.
This was, the Primal Chaos Nifty Pagoda!
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