"Let's see if you can break free of the Immortal Binding Rope!"
Jiang Liu completely ignored the approaching claw, which collapsed instantly three feet above his head, dissolving into nether energy.
"Ah! What is this? It can actually bind my Yinshan True Body! Watch me break through..."
The Black Mountain Demon, who was sitting steadily in the palanquin, was finally shocked. The thin veil around him burst open, and the phantom of the Black Heaven Demon God became more and more real. At first glance, it seemed to be a demon god who combined extreme thoughts such as hypocrisy, cunning, evil, and cruelty.
"Alas, in the end, I only managed to break through twelve layers of restrictions, making it difficult to unleash the full power of this Immortal Binding Rope. However, it is enough to confine your true form..." Jiang Liu gazed into the depths of the underworld, not even giving the demon god before him a second glance.
The palanquin trembled, and a ghostly howl, both shrill and deafening, echoed through the heavens and earth. A ghost king crawled out, his hair disheveled, his two eye sockets flashing like two divine lamps.
This is the Ghost King body cultivated by the Black Mountain Demon, essentially an avatar. His true form is a Yin Mountain in the Underworld, making movement difficult. Although this Ghost King body is not as powerful as the Yin Mountain, it is still extremely powerful among Ghost Kings. Because it stole the City of the Wrongfully Dead, it is equivalent to Yama, the King of Hell.
As soon as the Black Mountain Demon appeared, Zhong Kui and Nie Xiaoqian immediately felt their strength suppressed. He held a white bone staff in his hand, a damaged sacred weapon of the underworld, which possessed unparalleled power when wielded by him.
"boom!"
The white bone staff released an invisible ripple, shattering thousands of ghosts across the mountains and fields. The endless yin energy was controlled by the Black Mountain Demon, unleashing a world-shaking attack.
It swept over the river!
This earth-shattering blow shook even the underworld.
Zhong Kui's expression changed drastically. Xiaoqian's disguise as the Yaksha King was immediately forced back into its true form, and the Xuanyuan Divine Sword in Yan Chixia's hand was also completely suppressed...
Jiang Liu calmly watched the overwhelming ghostly aura approach and stretched out his palm!
Chapter 387 Refining the Black Mountain
He extended his palm, then made a fist, extended one middle finger, and shook it from side to side.
Jiang Liu scoffed at the Black Mountain Demon's all-out attack. With a soft shout, he opened his mouth and unleashed a divine light that swept across the surrounding area like a tidal wave, meeting the overwhelming ghostly aura.
"What... what kind of divine power is this?" Looking at the divine light that was in no way inferior to his full-force attack, the Black Mountain Demon was no longer calm. The fact that his true body was imprisoned had already terrified him, but he did not expect that his full-force attack would still be suppressed.
They were completely suppressed.
"Let's have a contest and see who's stronger!"
Jiang Liu used the Battle Saint Technique from the "Covering the Sky" world to unleash the vigorous blood energy within his body. Even in the underworld of hell, there was no hindrance, and he could generate supreme combat power. Although he did not trigger the tenfold amplification of the "All" technique, with his Heavenly Immortal cultivation, the power of the Human Immortal Fist Intent was enough to crush the Black Mountain Demon.
The "Fighting" Secret among the Nine Secrets can evolve into various offensive and killing techniques, ever-changing and truly an unparalleled sacred art.
Having received Jiang Taixu's true teachings, Jiang Liu had mastered the "Fighting" secret technique. With a single breath, he unleashed a torrent of energy, like a celestial river hanging upside down, possessing unparalleled divine power. His essence, energy, and spirit far surpassed those of ordinary celestial immortals, his blood and qi as boundless as the sea. He fully unleashed the advantages of his human immortal body, suppressing the Black Mountain Demon's ghost king avatar with a single breath.
The scroll of the Milky Way was actually a picture with Daoist patterns flashing on it, like an ancient scroll sealing the heavens, which directly suppressed the Yin soldiers and ghost generals in the River of Oblivion, as well as the Black Mountain Demon.
"How is this possible?" The Black Mountain Demon's ghost king clone was filled with disbelief. Its two eye sockets, which had been flashing like two divine lamps, dimmed instantly and almost went out.
Jiang Liu laughed heartily, and then began to chant a continuous, sacred Buddhist chant, which was not at all effeminate or eerie, and swept over the world like a tidal wave.
"The sea of suffering is boundless, but turning back is the shore. Lay down the butcher's knife, and you will instantly become a Buddha. The sea of suffering is boundless, but turning back is the shore. Lay down the butcher's knife, and you will instantly become a Buddha..."
Even if the Bodhisattva of Compassion were alive, he would still be saved.
The chanting in this extremely yin place had materialized, transforming into a golden tide that swept across the land with overwhelming force, surging in all directions.
"The old bald monk's deadly chant!" Upon hearing this terrifying voice, the Black Mountain Demon's body billowed with black smoke, clearly struggling against it. As one of the two major bosses in the "Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio" world, the Black Mountain Demon naturally knew about Pudu Cihang's supernatural powers, and the two had even fought before, one a demon and the other a ghost, each displaying their unique strengths.
But now, as Jiang Liu uses the Fighting Word Technique to simulate the life-snatching chants, the Black Mountain Demon is showing signs of being converted, not to mention the ghost soldiers and generals.
Jiang Liu's "Life-Taking Brahma Chant," unleashed with his Celestial Immortal cultivation, surpasses even the original version of the "Compassionate Salvation" technique. Jiang Liu has his own insights, and although it is derived from the "Life-Taking Brahma Chant," it far surpasses it. The chanting is solemn and dignified, ancient and obscure, like the rolling thunder of the Awakening of Insects, with the might of heaven, and like the rumble from the depths of the earth, shaking the heart and soul.
The ghostly soldiers and generals all bowed their heads, kneeling and kowtowing three times and nine times. The boiling waters of the River of Oblivion instantly calmed down, leaving only the struggling roars of the Black Mountain Demon.
"Zhong Kui, I'm leaving this old ghost to you!" Jiang Liu knew that although he could suppress the Black Mountain Demon's Ghost King clone with a flick of his finger, it didn't mean he could truly convert him. Naturally, it would be more convenient for Zhong Kui to handle the ghost.
Having devoured such a thousand-year-old ghost, Zhong Kui's strength would surge to an unimaginable level.
Jiang Liu quickly headed towards the true form of the Black Mountain Demon. The thousand-year-old demon who had attained enlightenment in Yin Mountain would be an excellent material for refining weapons.
It doesn't even need much refining; as long as the Black Mountain Demon's will is completely extinguished, it becomes a supreme treasure of the underworld.
As they followed the river's flow, Yan Chixia and the others looked out and saw a majestic, dark mountain peak standing tall in the distance, interspersed with dark red. A huge bolt of purple lightning descended from the sky, completely freezing the entire mountain peak, crackling and flashing incessantly, as if it had transformed into a sea of lightning.
Jiang Liu needed to use all his strength to refine this Black Mountain. Killing a thousand-year-old demon was easy, but refining it for his own use was difficult!
After Zhong Kui devoured the Black Mountain Demon's ghost king clone, he arrived outside the City of the Wrongfully Dead and was even more shocked. The dark mountain in front of him was majestic and towering, reaching into the clouds, as if it were supporting the heavens and the earth.
Its rocky peaks are scattered and not a single weed grows. Sometimes dark red blood flows down, and black mist often pervades the area.
The enormous lightning bolt that pierced through the heavens and earth was a brilliant purple, shining brightly and fiercely, like a spear that pinned the mountain peak.
Lightning bolts leaped everywhere, scattering the black mist and enveloping the entire mountain peak in lightning.
“Master… is truly like a god! Such power is truly… awe-inspiring! A true man should be like this… a true man should be like this…” Zhong Kui was extremely surprised, his face full of admiration.
Nie Xiaoqian felt the same way. The terror of the Black Mountain Demon had always weighed on her mind. Now, the Black Mountain Demon, whom even Granny Huaimu feared and fawned over, was powerless to resist in Jiang Liu's hands and was about to be refined. How could she not be shocked and become even more awe-inspiring?
Yan Chixia placed his hand on the Xuanyuan Divine Sword, eager to try it out, but knowing his own strength, he sighed in dejection.
A dazzling light flashed, like a sudden appearance in the azure sky, captivating the soul, and the world seemed to undergo subtle changes.
The Immortal Binding Ropes bound the area around the Dark Mountain, while the bronze cauldron suppressed it. Winds swirled, clouds surged, stars fell, and thunder roared, all intertwining with Jiang Liu's divine soul to form a "net of heaven and earth," tightly enveloping the mountain peaks.
Amidst bursts of brilliance and vying starlight, as Jiang Liu's divine soul contracted and compressed, the demonic energy of the dark mountain peak surged, transforming into a straight plume of smoke that shot into the sky, devouring lightning, entwining sword energy, and chasing stars, its demonic energy surging forth.
The endless blackness caused demons to fly out from the mountain and materialize, fearlessly rushing towards the bronze cauldron that was being suppressed. However, it had no effect on them, as they turned back into demonic energy and merged back into the mountain peak.
After several repetitions, the bronze cauldron seemed to have cleansed the demonic energy and yin energy. Strands of Jiang Liu's divine soul invaded Yin Mountain, refining the true form of the Black Mountain Demon inch by inch.
"I am the ruler of the underworld, what can you do to me? The true destiny of the ghost realm resides within me... I am protected by the ghost realm, a chosen one, possessing great fortune and blessings, destined to revitalize the ghost realm..."
Jiang Liu sneered, his eyes growing increasingly deep and indifferent, like a god looking down upon the heavens, an indescribable majesty emanating from him. This majesty was the awe-inspiring power of a god-king who ruled over all the heavens.
He directly shattered the Black Mountain Demon's soul and sent his own will into Yin Mountain.
We must completely seize the true form of the Black Mountain Demon!
Chapter 388 Establishing the Underworld
The bronze cauldron firmly suppressed the Black Mountain Demon's soul between the eyebrows in Yin Mountain, and the immortal fire refined and destroyed all life.
"Smack!"
The Black Mountain Demon, a colossal and terrifying evil spirit, lay supine on the ground, clad in black armor, wielding a massive black sword, exuding a thick aura of filth, with an eye open between his brows.
As the immortal fire burned, the demon completely disintegrated. Its body, armor, and giant sword all turned into black mist and returned to Yin Mountain.
The Black Mountain Demon's will was completely crushed, shattered, refined, and merged into Yin Mountain.
Jiang Liu gradually refined the Black Mountain Demon, whose true form transformed into a small, dark mountain that landed in Jiang Liu's palm and was refined into a large seal.
This was a massive, mountain-shaped seal, its surface covered with intricate Daoist patterns depicting a battle between dragons and tigers. The seal was ancient and incredibly heavy, slowly pressing down on the City of the Wrongfully Dead. At that moment, everyone felt suffocated, almost unable to breathe.
Within the City of the Wrongfully Dead lie many of the Black Mountain Demon's subordinates, including powerful Ghost Kings. The Yin Mountain Suppression technique, the true form of the Black Mountain Demon, immediately revealed a Ghost King unwilling to be suppressed, unleashing terrifying power. His body was wreathed in Netherworld Azure Flames, he sat high on a golden jade chariot, wearing a phoenix crown, his green hair flying wildly, and possessing eighteen Yin hands…
This is the main mother of the Nine Ghost Mothers!
The demonic energy was overwhelming, and the seal script patterns inside were extremely sinister. Just by looking at it, one could feel that their soul was being corrupted.
However, under the Yinshan Great Seal of Jiang Liu, it had no power to resist and could only turn into dense Yin energy to be absorbed by Yinshan.
Jiang Liu's divine will occupied Yinshan, transforming into a tall and majestic deity dressed in a black imperial robe, wearing a flat-topped crown with tassels hanging down to cover his face.
"I rule the nine heavens and ten earths! I am the only one who reigns supreme in heaven and on earth!" His voice was powerful and majestic, like rolling thunder.
Jiang Liu stole the body of the Black Mountain Demon and barely managed to seize power in the underworld.
Jiang Liu inherited the rules of hell controlled by the Black Mountain Demon without missing a single detail, and even gained more power than the Black Mountain Demon.
Holding Yinshan Mountain in his hands, Jiang Liu's eyes suddenly went blank and then became a chaotic mess, indescribable and ineffable. Suddenly, two beams of eerie light burst forth, shooting straight from Jiang Liu's eyes.
The power fell upon Nie Xiaoqian. As the protagonist among ghosts in the world of "Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio," she was more suited to become the Lord of Hell, and would be better able to deceive the Ghost Path. In an instant, countless profound Dao principles swirled in Nie Xiaoqian's mind. She felt her power rising steadily, and soon she condensed the five great Dharma bodies within her, merging the inner and outer, and forming her Dharma Body.
Nie Xiaoqian couldn't help but let out a long howl, the sound of which shook the heavens.
Instantly, from her core, inexplicable ripples emanated outwards, and countless ghostly soldiers and generals bowed in worship. All over the mountains and fields, pairs of blood-red eyes stared at Nie Xiaoqian, and they actually submitted to her, prostrating themselves on the ground.
The king of demons has been born!
Just as the Black Mountain Demon ruled the underworld, Nie Xiaoqian also held power in the underworld, ruling over all ghosts.
At the same time, three skeletons emerged from the River of Oblivion and the Yellow Springs.
"Squeak, squeak!"
The skeleton trembled, and white bone spurs containing pitch-black material sprang out from the joints. Each bone spur extended into the void, seemingly connected to the vast universe. Then, a vast, ancient, majestic, sacred, and eerie aura surged out in an unimaginable manner.
These are ancient remains, submerged at the bottom of the Yellow Springs, summoned out today by Jiang Liu using Yinshan Mountain.
Boom!
Within the underworld, the yellow spring has flowed silently since ancient times, unchanging, absorbing all that has been submerged. Finally, the waters of the Yellow Spring boiled, surging forth with waves hundreds of feet high, like a raging yellow dragon.
The vengeful spirits within, condemned to eternal damnation, looked up at the sky and let out a mournful cry that shook the entire riverbank: "Our Emperor is about to return!"
The three corpses knelt down before Nie Xiaoqian, paying homage to the new ruler of the underworld.
At this moment, Nie Xiaoqian constantly changed her Dharma form, first as the Yaksha King, second as the Rakshasa King, third as the Asura King, fourth as the Vajra King, and fifth as the Vidyaraja!
This is the supreme supernatural power of the "Yang Shen" World Great Zen Temple.
The Yaksha King is a terrifying troll with a blue face, fangs, a height of three zhang (approximately 10 meters), a full head of red hair, and wielding a jet-black, sharp steel fork. His hands and feet are covered in scales.
The Rakshasa King, however, was a demon with three heads and six arms, blood-red eyes, fangs, and white hair, whose gender was unknown. His blood-red eyes glared at his enemies, sending a chill down one's spine at first glance.
The Asura King was enormous, with three heads and six arms, wielding a wolf-tooth sword, a serrated knife, and a snake-head bow, resembling a god or demon.
The Vajra King is fierce and invincible, like an angry Vajra, with unparalleled fighting power in his fierce eyes and brows.
The Destruction King, with his golden body, resembles a Buddha, but the vertical eye between his brows contains a flickering rage, making one feel at all times a furious power capable of destroying heaven and earth.
Evil thoughts are the Yaksha King, murderous thoughts are the Rakshasa King, fierce thoughts are the Asura King, the desire to fight is the Vajra King, and the wrathful desire to destroy the world is the Destruction King.
This was an unparalleled divine power, and in that instant, Nie Xiaoqian mastered it perfectly.
Although the forced advancement and the resulting limitations mean that further progress is only possible once Jiang Liu's strength improves, it is already sufficient in this world of "Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio".
After gaining full control of the Underworld, Nie Xiaoqian began to construct the Underworld under Jiang Liu's instruction.