The void flickered and rippled. The Ancestral Sorcerer's Token appeared in Ye Xuan's hand. A wisp of Ancestral Sorcerer's Heavenly Fire merged into the Ancestral Sorcerer's Token, making it glow faintly. Ye Xuan closed his eyes and felt it calmly.
After three breaths, Ye Xuan opened his eyes in disappointment. There was no aura of other Ancestral Sorcerers within a radius of ten million miles, let alone finding the whereabouts of Dijiang and the Candle Dragon.
"Although I have a way to find the Candle Dragon and Dijiang, the Ancestral Sorcerer's Token can only sense the aura of other Ancestral Sorcerers within a radius of ten million miles. The probability is still too low." Ye Xuan frowned and murmured.
A sense of urgency appeared in Ye Xuan's heart. He was now facing three major issues, which were also things he had to do. Finding the Candle Dragon and Dijiang was one of them. However, this required Chance, and was not something that Ye Xuan could find easily.
The second issue was that Ye Xuan had already passed the Second Tribulation of the Heavenly Way and had become a Semi-Sage. He only needed to pass the Third Tribulation of the Heavenly Way to be comparable to the Six Great Sages of Heaven and Earth. At that time, he would have nothing to fear.
The third issue was to go to the Underworld and find the Ancestor of the Nether River to take back the Hong Meng Immortal Vapor. This was what he had promised the Two Sages of the West. He had been out for a long time. If he delayed any longer, he would definitely arouse the suspicion of the Two Sages of the West.
These three matters were urgent, but the first two were too ethereal and weren't something that Ye Xuan could control. Right now, he had to first resolve the third matter, and even more so, he had to lure his elemental spirit out to fight with the two Western Saints.
Moreover, after passing the Second Tribulation of the Heavenly Way, Ye Xuan had already understood that the so-called Nine Tribulations of the Heavenly Way were silent, but they would put him in a desperate situation. He could only take one step at a time.
Ye Xuan had a faint premonition that the Nine Tribulations of the Heavenly Way should have three major watersheds. The Three Tribulations of the Heavenly Way, the Six Tribulations of the Heavenly Way, and the Nine Tribulations of the Heavenly Way. These three tribulations were absolutely unimaginable.
Of course, if Ye Xuan could pass these three watersheds, the benefits would naturally be unimaginable. This was because just passing the Third Tribulation of the Heavenly Dao would allow him to be comparable to the Sage of Merit.
And what about the Six Tribulations of the Heavenly Dao and the Nine Tribulations of the Heavenly Dao?
Ye Xuan awoke from his contemplation. He didn't hesitate any longer, and he took a step forward and vanished on the spot. The place he'd headed for was the Underworld of the three dimensions.
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The Netherworld had been passed down since ancient times!
If the ultimate goal of an immortal cultivator was to ascend and become an immortal, then the Netherworld was the final destination of all living things!
Ever since Pangu created the heavens, the Great Calamity of the Dragon Han Dynasty, and the Great Shaman-Demon War, the Netherworld was born with the will of the Heavenly Dao. Regardless of whether they were immortals, gods, demons, devils, or humans, once they died, they would all enter the Netherworld!
Entering the Yellow Springs, crossing the River of Forgetfulness, stepping into the cycle of reincarnation, these words seemed simple, yet it made all living beings feel extremely heavy. It was something they absolutely didn't want to experience!
Regardless of whether they were immortals, demons, devils, or all living things, no one wanted to enter the Netherworld. This was because once they entered, it meant that they had already been annihilated from the world. In the end, they would have to go through the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
The Ten Kings of Hell, the Five Ghost Emperors, the Eighteen Levels of Hell were guarded by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, and the Nether River Patriarch was in the Netherworld Blood Sea.
These were the forces on the surface. There were too many terrors in the Underworld, and too many terrifying characters. They had been hiding in the Underworld, which made the situation in the Underworld extremely complicated. Otherwise, the Underworld wouldn't be known as one of the strongest forces in the world.
The Yellow Springs, the Bridge of Forgetfulness, the Home-Viewing Platform, the Six Paths of Reincarnation, and the blooming of the Red Spider Lilies were all unique to the Underworld. However, these things also symbolized terror, and there were even more terrifying characters that were unknown to others.
The Emperor of Feng Du was indeed very strong, and he was a Sage-to-be. He seemed to be in charge of the Underworld and was a supreme existence, but in fact, there were too many people in the Underworld that he was afraid of, and too many people didn't take him seriously.
Who was in charge of the Six Paths of Reincarnation?
Who sent the dead to reincarnate?
The dead returned to their homeland, and the living retreated. It should be known that the souls of the living creatures in the Three Realms would enter the Underworld after they died. How could the Emperor of Feng Du, who was only a Sage-to-be, become a supreme existence?
The Underworld was a mass of fog, and there were even more indescribable terrors. This was also the reason why Ye Xuan turned a blind eye to the Underworld even though he had ascended to the position of Heavenly Emperor in the past. It was because at that time, he couldn't make the Underworld submit to him, let alone suppress it.
This was a dim yellow sky. The sun didn't rise, the moon didn't set, and the stars didn't move. There were only the cries of the dead in the heavens, and the bleak wind whistled between heaven and earth.
A river surged from the east to the west. The river water was very muddy, but it was filled with countless dead souls, and the cries of the dead souls could be heard between heaven and earth.
Despair, reluctance, resentment, unwillingness, and all kinds of negative emotions between heaven and earth were breeding. This was because this was the resentment of the dead people, and it all filled the Underworld.
No one wanted to die, and no one was an exception. It was the same for immortals, gods, demons, and demons. Anyone who entered the Underworld would have their life ended.
This river had a very nice name, and it was called the River of Forgetfulness!
The River of Forgetfulness surged from the east to the west, and countless dead souls struggled in the River of Forgetfulness. They wanted to escape from this long river of death, and they wanted to jump out of the river's surface. However, under the beating of the muddy waves, these howling dead souls were all thrown into the river, and they couldn't escape their fate of death at all.
The dead souls in the heavens were crying, and the sad song of heaven and earth was playing. The muddy River of Forgetfulness had the ability to cleanse the soul, and it removed all the aura that didn't belong to the Netherworld, completely turning them into pure dead souls. From then on, they stepped onto the Bridge of Helplessness and completely entered the Underworld!
The world was dim, and the Yin energy lingered. The endless River of Forgetfulness surged, and ripples appeared in the void. An illusory figure was condensing in the void.
Buzz!
The void rippled, and light and shadow appeared. Ye Xuan was dressed in a white monk's robe, and a Buddha's light appeared behind him. When he appeared in this posture, the Yin wind in the void suddenly stopped, and the endless Yin energy was dispersed by the Buddha's light that he released.
Indifferent and calm, Ye Xuan looked at the gloomy and gloomy scene of the Underworld, and there was no change in his expression. Even if the dead souls in the River of Forgetfulness begged him for help, he didn't feel anything at all.
"The Netherworld, all living beings, retreat!"
Suddenly!
A gloomy voice sounded, and thousands of black fog appeared in the void, and then turned into thousands of Yin soldiers. The leader of the group was covered in black armor, and his face couldn't be seen clearly. These words also came from his mouth!
"May I know which Buddha of Spirited Mountain you are?" A Yin soldier was surrounded by ghost energy, and he held a yaksha in his hand as he looked at Ye Xuan. His body was surrounded by ghost energy, and he was speaking to Ye Xuan in a neither servile nor overbearing manner.
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