The nine clans of Nether Prison had conquered all the small worlds in the Netherworld.
All the small worlds were now caught in the flames of war.
Some were conquered and became Nether Prison's vassals, while others were still fighting back, spilling blood on the battlefield for their last dignity.
For a moment, the cruelty of war permeated the whole Netherworld.
Under such circumstances, Nether Prison actually launched a campaign against Earth Prison. As soon as the message came out, Nether Prison sent a message to Earth Prison.
The whole Netherworld was shocked.
Had Nether Prison really gone mad?
How could they attack Earth Prison? Earth Prison was not like other small worlds. Although it did not perform well in this Netherworld's Tournament of the Great Path, the weakness of the younger generation did not mean that Earth Prison was weak.
There were still many experts in Earth Prison.
In the West Little Buddhism Realm …
The sky was bathed in Buddhist light.
A huge golden Buddha sat cross-legged on it, putting his palms together and chanting.
His terrible voice rang through the sky.
Outside the golden Buddha were countless Nether Prison soldiers. They stood facing the golden Buddha in the distance, waiting for the right time to attack the West Little Buddhism Realm.
The eighty-one pagodas in the realm burst into light at the same time.
In each pagoda, a Great Sage's relic hovered, providing them with vast energy to form the golden Buddha.
All the cultivators in the West Little Buddhism Realm were sitting cross-legged, striking wooden fishes and singing Buddhist tunes.
"Amitabha."
A Great Buddha looked at the sky with peaceful eyes.
Behind him, there was a colorful plate that shone with brilliance.
Suddenly, the Great Buddha's eyes froze, and then he opened them with a look of disbelief.
Outside the sky, the void was torn apart.
Meanwhile, several figures stepped out of the Nether Prison army's camp.
A terrible pressure swept across the world.
One of them was covered in fire, as if the real Nether fire could burn the heavens. He was a terrifying top Great Sage!
There was another person who was shrouded in darkness. His faintly discernible figure seemed to be fusing with the void.
"Fire Demon Patriarch … Shadow Demon Patriarch …"
The eyes of the West Little Buddhism Realm's Buddha flickered with horror.
The next moment …
Buddhist light towered into the sky!
He flew out of the Little Buddha Realm.
Behind him were two Great Sage figures.
The three Buddhas were suspended in the void, and the two figures that looked like Fiendgods were confronting each other.
Terrifying auras collided violently, tearing the sky apart.
"Buddha of the West Little Buddhism Realm … Let's enter the battlefield of the stars, lest we bring disaster to this world."
The Fire Demon Patriarch grinned.
His voice was gentle, but his appearance was like a burning ball of demonic fire.
The Great Sage of the West Little Buddhism Realm uttered an "Amitabha" as he sat cross-legged on the lotus and soared into the sky, stepping onto the battlefield of the stars.
Fire Demon Patriarch laughed and charged into the battlefield of the stars with Shadow Demon Patriarch.
A great battle broke out instantly.
The experts of the West Little Buddhism Realm and Nether Prison all looked up at the sky and saw that it had turned into a sea of fire.
Rumble!
There were peerless experts fighting within.
After a long time.
The sea of fire disappeared, and the sky split open.
A flaming palm that blotted out the sky slammed down.
It slapped toward the huge Buddha that loomed over the West Little Buddhism Realm.
Boom!!
The whole West Little Buddhism Realm shook.
Then, the cultivators watched with widened eyes as the huge Buddha of the West Little Buddhism Realm crumbled inch by inch …
In the endless sea of fire …
The three Great Sage Buddhas who had charged into the sky were turned into ashes in the flames.
Eighty-one pagodas crumbled at the same time.
The West Little Buddhism Realm had fallen.
…
In the Vajra Realm …
A deafening roar filled the air.
A burly man with a bare upper body threw out a punch and pushed back the Nether Prison army.
With both hands, a One-revolution Great Sage of the Nether Prison was torn in half in an instant …
His terrible aura shook the heavens!
Behind the burly man, there was a dense crowd of burly men, who beat their chests and roared, cheering for the top Great Saint from the Vajra Region.
They laughed excitedly.
When they saw the Nether Prison experts being forced back by their Great Sage alone, they could hardly contain their excitement.
However …
Their laughter soon came to an abrupt end.
The Great Sage of the Vajra Realm stared at the void with his eyes wide open.
Over there …
The sky above the Nether Prison army was torn apart.
A youth stood on top of it. His gaze was calm, and there seemed to be strength in his eyes.
"The Patriarch of the Tyrant Clan!"
The Great Sage of the Vajra Realm roared.
Then, the youth in the sky gently punched out.
The punch flew toward the Great Sage of the Vajra Realm.
It was covered with a vast amount of energy and blood essence.
Qi and blood were like raging waves, and wherever they passed, many Vajra Region experts were evaporated by the power of this qi and blood …
Like the Vajra Realm, the Tyrant Clan cultivated the fleshly body, and with it, they could be invincible in the world.
When the Patriarch of the Tyrant Clan attacked, his power shook heaven and earth.
The Great Sage of the Vajra Realm let out an unyielding roar.
He threw out a punch as well, which swept across the sky.
The Tyrant Body versus the Vajra Body.
The two collided. This was a collision between the peak of the fleshly body cultivation.
The void exploded.
Half of the Vajra Realm was shaking, and the ground was crumbling.
Boom!
Under the punch …
The experts of the Vajra Realm were instantly killed.
"How dare a firefly compete with the bright moon? You can only die … Take down the Vajra Realm and prepare to attack Earth Prison."
The Tyrant Patriarch clasped his hands behind his back and said lightly.
His figure flickered in the void.
…
At the same time, the Patriarchs of the nine clans appeared in every small world.
The battles that could be sustained collapsed in an instant. They were all defeated.
In the Heaven Chief Realm …
The Heaven Tree bloomed with supreme light, its branches swaying in the void.
Every time it lashed out, a Little Saint would be smashed to pieces.
The void floated in midair.
A huge three-horned rhinoceros hovered in it.
The rhinoceros's horn was smashed, and its eyes were dark and uncertain.
"The Heaven Chief Realm … will be flattened sooner or later. Let's retreat, gather the army, and attack Earth Prison …"
A deafening voice rang through the Fifth Floor of Heaven Chief Realm.
Then, the terrifying Nether Prison army retreated.
The branches of the Heaven Tree swayed and cracked.
Soon, a figure emerged from the branches.
The figure stood at the top of the Heaven Tree as if looking into the distance.
Realm Lord Ditte, naked, stood at the side of the figure, his eyes flickering.
The great calamity of Earth Prison had come.
How would Earth Prison survive this time?
…
Half a month had passed since the battle of the Great Sage.
However, during this time, the whole Earth Prison did not relax at all. Instead, it became more and more tense.
It was as if there was a sharp sword hanging over everyone's head.
This made every Earth Prison expert feel an extreme sense of crisis.
They also knew that this was the prelude to the coming war.
The Nether Prison experts were going to attack Earth Prison. This was absolutely disastrous news for Earth Prison's experts.
Earth Prison was strong.
But Nether Prison was stronger.
It was hard to say whether Earth Prison could withstand Nether Prison's attack.
If Hades Tenzang were still here, they might not be so worried.
After all, Hades Tenzang was the pride of Earth Prison.
However, Tian Cang had fallen. Although the current Hades had become the Great Sage, he was still growing and could not stand on his own.
Nether Prison, on the other hand, had the Great Sage Patriarch of the nine clans. Therefore, Earth Prison's experts felt a haze hanging over their heads.
Forbidden Soul City had been rebuilt.
He gave it a new name, Yellow Spring City.
Today, Acheron City had become the most popular place in Earth Prison. Countless Earth Prison experts had gathered here.
After all, Acheron City was the safest place in Earth Prison.
With Earth Prison Dog and Great Sage Acheron City, the two peerless experts of Earth Prison, here, even if a war broke out, they could find some comfort.
Of course, the strangest thing was the mysterious little restaurant in Acheron City.
Acheron City's Little Restaurant …
There was a long and narrow line of people standing in front of the restaurant.
These people were from the aristocratic families of Hell. The experts of these families were all very powerful.
But now, they were all waiting in front of the restaurant.
Before long, some people walked out of the restaurant, their faces full of satisfaction.
Rumble!
Someone walked out of the restaurant.
He walked a few steps drunkenly, then sat cross-legged on the ground and began to break through.
The whole of Acheron City had been shrouded in lightning punishment during this period of time.
Inside the restaurant …
Bu Fang frowned.
Looking at the long and narrow line outside, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
After Nether Prison announced its war against Earth Prison, the whole Earth Prison was boiling.
Nether Prison experts, who were not eager to improve their strength, rushed to his restaurant like crazy.
They spent one million Nether Crystals to buy the supreme-grade Acheron Helplessness wine.
This greatly increased the sales of the supreme-grade Acheron Helplessness wine.
This made Bu Fang feel extremely strange. Did Nether Prison increase the sales of his store's fine wine?
Should he thank Nether Prison?
Meanwhile, the experts who drank the supreme-grade Acheron Helplessness wine broke through one after another.
The Great Sage of Acheron City sat in the restaurant, fiddling with a jade jar.
He was reluctant to drink the wine in the jar. He would rather spend one million Nether Crystals to buy it than drink his own wine.
This strange behavior made Bu Fang quite speechless.
Glancing at the wine in the jar, Bu Fang breathed a soft sigh of relief and closed the lid.
He would no longer sell the Acheron Helplessness wine.
Then, he turned to the group of people waiting in line.
With an indifferent face, he said, "The supreme-grade Acheron Helplessness wine has been sold out. From now on, there will be no more supreme-grade Acheron Helplessness wine."
Bu Fang's voice was not loud, but with the help of his divine will, it spread throughout the whole Acheron City.
The faces of the experts waiting in line outside the restaurant turned very unsightly.
What many people were worried about had finally come true.
After all, the supreme-grade Acheron Helplessness wine was limited. Because of their hesitation, those who came later to buy the wine could no longer buy it.
Many people left dejectedly.
Some people complained to Bu Fang.
Some even knelt in front of the restaurant, crying and begging to buy the wine, and even offered double the price.
However, Bu Fang still refused.
It was not that he didn't want to sell it, but Bu Fang would not sell the rest of the wine.
Bu Fang knew what they were thinking. When the war began, the stronger one was, the greater the chance of survival would be.
However, Bu Fang had his own principles.
He closed the restaurant's door.
Bu Fang went into the kitchen.
He began to cook.
Before long, he walked out of the kitchen with a steaming plate of Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs.
He placed it on the table.
Lord Gou had already placed his paws on the table, looking forward to it.
As soon as the steaming Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs was placed on the table, the sparkling sauce under the light attracted Lord Gou's taste buds.
It made Lord Gou salivate.
Ring. Ring.
Bu Fang walked out of the kitchen again.
This time, he held a bowl of Dragon Blood Rice, which was overflowing with essence energy.
Although You's curse had fused a lot, it still needed to be suppressed. Dragon Blood Rice couldn't be better.
As for Little Hu …
Bu Fang had prepared a plate of Explosive Meatballs and Divine Seal Dumplings for him.
On this day …
After Lord Gou finished his Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs, he left. No one knew where Lord Gou went.
After You was full, she went back to her room to sleep.
As for Little Hu, he swallowed several Explosive Meatballs.
His eyes instantly widened.
Behind his buttocks, a bulge appeared, and his fair fox face was flushed red from holding it in.
With a smacking sound, the third tail sprang out from his butt.
The three white tails danced in the air. Little Hu narrowed his eyes in excitement.
Bu Fang calmly sat in front of the table.
Swish.
The dense wine was poured into a porcelain cup.
As soon as the wine entered his stomach, essence energy swept through Bu Fang's abdomen.
Buzz …
"Congratulations to the Host for completing the stipulated turnover task. Now, the promotion begins …" The serious voice of the system resounded in Bu Fang's mind.
On the eve of Nether Prison's attack on Earth Prison, the long-awaited promotion notification of the system finally resounded in Bu Fang's mind.
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