Fantasy: Prince Peerless, Conquer the Heavens!

Chapter 369 Underworld

This palace is completely black and very majestic. It is thousands of feet high and hundreds of miles long. It is built in a suspended manner, with many buildings suspended in the void.

The door of the palace is closed, and there is a plaque on it with the word "Underworld" written on it, which is filled with the power of special rules.

As soon as Qin Wudao was about to step forward and push the door open, he was blocked by a black barrier.

Countless mysterious formations appeared in front of Qin Wudao's eyes. There were hundreds of millions of them. Judging from the scale of the formations, they far exceeded all the formations in the world.

Facing this formation, even the strongest formation master in the original continent could not break it.

"Jie Jie, when you can't break the formation, you will definitely leave. That's when the time comes."

Above the void, the old woman stood in a black cloud, looking at Qin Wudao below, her eyes cold, revealing a strong murderous aura.

Qin Wudao looked at the formation carefully. With his level of formation formation, it was natural that he could not break it, but he found something strange.

"This formation has a groove that is exactly the same size as the Book of Life and Death. Is there some connection between the two?"

Qin Wudao touched his chin and stared at the formation facing the gate. There was a blank area with formation patterns there.

After making this guess, Qin Wudao controlled the Book of Life and Death and slowly approached the barrier.

Buzz~

With a dull sound, the book of life and death was completely integrated with the barrier, and countless rays of golden light bloomed, which were very dazzling and illuminated the dim secret realm of Huangquan.

The huge barrier, under the golden light, melted quickly like ice and snow encountering the scorching sun.

"Everything must be reversed when it reaches its extreme, what a pure power of the Yang!"

Qin Wudao was slightly surprised. All these golden brilliance were the power of the extreme sun.

The prerequisite for the existence of the world must be the coexistence of multiple forces. No world built by a single force can exist for too long.

Based on the Underworld Supreme's understanding of the rules of the world, he would never make such a low-level mistake when creating the Underworld Secret Realm. At first glance, the Underworld Secret Realm was built with the power of extreme yin, but in fact it also included the power of extreme yang.

Because of this, when the book of life and death comes into contact with the barrier, it can be converted into the power of the polar sun and break up the original barrier.

"Does the Supreme Lord Huangquan want to choose a successor to the power of the extreme sun?"

Looking at the gradually crumbling barrier, Qin Wudao murmured to himself.

"What?"

"This is impossible!"

"I have been studying for hundreds of millions of years, but I have not been able to break the barrier. Why can this low-level human being break the barrier easily? Supreme Lord Huangquan, I hate you."

The old woman who was secretly paying attention widened her eyes with anger, and her resentment towards Huangquan Supreme reached a new peak.

"However, this boy broke the barrier and gave me an advantage!"

After getting angry, the old woman calmed down, her eyes filled with excitement, and turned into a black skeleton, flying towards the magnificent building.

Qin Wudao put away the book of life and death and walked into the underworld.

Surprisingly, the environment in the underworld is not as gloomy as the outside world, but is very beautiful, with glazed bricks, carved beams and painted buildings, small bridges and flowing water, and colorful flowers.

Walking on the promenade and looking at the beautiful scenes, even those who are full of melancholy can't help but feel happy.

Passing through the long corridor, there is a large hall suspended hundreds of feet in the air, which is very similar to the Yamen in the Yang Dynasty. On the black plaque, there are three words "Yam Luo Palace" written on it.

"According to the legend of the previous life, the Hall of Yama is one of the ten halls of the underworld, responsible for judging the souls of the dead!"

Qin Wudao thought to himself, and used his body skills to fly up to the Yama Hall. The furnishings in the hall were simple, except for a high platform, there was only a throne and a table.

There was a flash of black light, and an illusory figure appeared on the throne, wearing a black royal robe, with a cold expression and deep eyes, able to see clearly and see through everything.

Immediately afterwards, a cloud of black mist emerged, and two dozen ghosts appeared on both sides of the hall, holding various instruments of torture and staring at Qin Wudao fiercely.

"Who is here? What crime did they commit?"

King Yama commanded majestically. Behind the body of the divine power is an endless hell, where billions of souls are being punished.

Endless divine power enveloped Qin Wudao, making his soul tremble and giving him a sense of powerlessness.

At this moment, he felt like a criminal, being judged by God.

At this moment, his consciousness was blurred, as if he had fallen into the sea and was suffering from suffocation. Only by speaking the truth could he escape from the suffering.

Qin Wudao's face turned pale, his legs were slightly bent, and he was about to kneel down.

At this moment, Qin Wudao bit his tongue hard. The unique sweetness of blood made him wake up slightly. He suddenly raised his head and looked at King Yama, revealing his mighty and unyielding will.

He is a king and will not kneel to anyone!

He is innocent, why should he kneel to the gods?

There were bursts of dragon roars, and two golden dragons flew out from Qin Wudao's eyes and entrenched themselves in the sky above the Yama Hall, revealing the ultimate imperial pressure.

The ghosts on both sides couldn't bear the emperor's power, and screamed continuously, exploding into clouds of black mist and disappearing.

"Bold! You mortals who dare to blaspheme the will of God should go to the eighteenth level of hell!"

King Yama was furious, his angry voice was like the sound of thunder, and his eyes flashed with violence.

He slowly stood up, blessing the will of heaven and earth, and entangled with the power of the immeasurable law of judgment, intending to send Qin Wudao into the eighteenth level of hell, where he would suffer endless torture.

God's will cannot be violated by anyone.

Qin Wudao felt a chill in his heart, and his soul suddenly felt cold, as if he were standing on the edge of death, an extremely terrifying power enveloped him, and he would fall into hell at any time.

But when he looked at King Yama, he was not afraid at all. His back was straight and straight, as if it were an unbending mountain.

Everyone knows that we should revere gods, but we don’t know that we should revere life.

In Qin Wudao's heart, his life was no less important than the life of the gods.

He has not committed a crime, so the gods are not qualified to judge him, even if this god is responsible for the punishment of dead souls.

To put it another way, he is not dead yet!

"My fate cannot be judged by heaven, punished by gods, or controlled by ghosts!"

Qin Wudao shouted loudly, his face turned red, like a tortured slave challenging a superior noble, like the power of the new era roaring in the old era.

Not even God can judge his fate!

Even God is not qualified to punish him!

Not even ghosts can take away his life!

My destiny is up to me!

This idea was firmly rooted in Qin Wudao's mind. From this moment on, he no longer had the slightest sense of awe.

King Yama's body shook, the laws of judgment around him began to collapse, the boundless hell began to disintegrate, and everything disappeared.

The Palace of Yama returned to peace, and Qin Wudao stood in the palace, sweating profusely.

"Is it an illusion?"

Qin Wudao looked at the empty throne and murmured to himself.

Then he shook his head. He felt that the previous illusion was a test. If he chose to obey King Yama, he might really be sent to the eighteenth level of hell.

(End of chapter)