Ninth-level fairy

Chapter 291 The Saint of Heaven and Earth is Dead

Du Fang recalled the words that Youming had just said:

"Brother, how did you find this place? Is this the Long Dark Road?"

Mo Qingfeng smiled and looked at his body: "What the Four Holy Envoys of the Hades said is correct. I was summoned here by the ancient sword spirit in you. My physical body is not here!"

"What?" Du Fang widened his eyes and looked at his body in almost disbelief.

Still not believing it, he reached out and touched it.

But when you touch it, Mo Qingfeng's body is exactly the same as a human body.

"That's not right, Brother Mo, why does it feel almost the same as before?"

"Because this is the Changming Space, I borrowed Yin Qi to reshape my body. Otherwise, I would be like you, without any cultivation, and would be slaughtered by anyone here!"

"Why do I have no cultivation after entering here?"

"Because here, there is a divine aura suppressing the Dao pattern. Ordinary mortals cannot enter with their flesh bodies!"

Du Fang suddenly shuddered and touched his body.

There was nothing different from before: "Isn't it the same for me?"

"You are different. You and Lord Baihuang were summoned by the Netherworld Scroll, and your physical bodies can enter and exit."

"The Netherworld Scroll? What is that?"

"The picture on the Netherworld Scroll leads to the palace where the evil god sleeps, which is the Long Netherworld Road. Now we are only at the starting point. Everything you see, this lost and broken continent, is painted in the Netherworld Scroll!"

Du Fang was completely stunned by these words. After a long while, he calmed down and asked:

"You mean, we were pulled into a painting?"

"Yes, in the center of this painting is an ancient immortal artifact, the Chaos Bell. The Hades Emperor's divine being and Dao body are trapped there. They need the ancient sword spirit in you to help them shatter the immortal bell and escape from this dark scroll."

All of this was beyond imagination. Du Fang couldn't even imagine how he could have entered a painting. He asked in confusion:

"Why, when I came in before, there was a bronze coffin. Moreover, the giant beasts, the vengeful spirits, and the two so-called holy envoys, Youming and Youhuang, are all alive?"

Mo Qingfeng smiled. "That bronze coffin is the Soul-Sleeping Coffin. It's like a small boat, and this scroll is the water. You could have gone to the Spirit Ghost Clan's burial ground, but who knew that the Nether Emperor's consciousness had revived, and he sent out his messenger to pull you off the boat alive!"

"You mean... Bai Zhi is still in the coffin?"

"Yes!"

This conversation made Du Fang even more confused.

"The Nether Emperor wants to borrow this ancient sword spirit from you to shatter the Immortal Bell, but the masters of the three clans in Jinghai disagree. Whether it's Yuan Feng of the Demon Clan, Yuan Ying of the Ghost Clan, or even the three masters of the Spirit Clan, none of them want this Netherworld Scroll to shatter!"

"Why? Aren't the ghosts the ones who worship the Hades?"

Mo Qingfeng laughed again: "It seems that you know nothing about the history of Jiuzhou!"

Du Fang smiled innocently and scratched his head embarrassedly.

"Well, there's still plenty of time, so I'll tell you slowly!"

Du Fang sat down:

"You should know that after human death, their souls are sent to the underworld to nourish and feed the evil gods, thereby maintaining relative stability in the three realms and allowing all races to develop peacefully and safely!"

"I know, I heard it from someone!"

"For the past thousand years, the major sects of cultivation have gone even further in their efforts to refine weapon spirits. They have used the souls of deceased creatures to improve their cultivation in the Emperor Realm. As a result, the dormant evil god, without the souls of the deceased to feed on, has slowly begun to revive!"

"Isn't this a good thing for the three clans of Jinghai? After the Nether Emperor awakens, it will be a great help to them!"

Mo Qingfeng shook his head and said:

"No, the three tribes of Jinghai today all migrated here after the Great Desolation was shattered. This Jinghai is the Nether Sea 10,000 years ago. The race that truly worships the Nether Emperor is the Spirit Ghost Clan. The former natives of Jinghai have long been dead for over 10,000 years!"

"The Spirit Ghost Clan has been dead for over 10,000 years. The one who is worthy of being called a Spirit Ghost in the Sea of ​​Realm is actually not one of them!"

Du Fang was extremely shocked by this idea.

Mo Qingfeng pointed to the islands and continents floating in the air, "Look, this is the island that existed above the Nether Sea more than 10,000 years ago. The Spirit Ghost Clan lived off the sea and their offerings were to the God Slayer."

"So the current Spirit Ghost Clan isn't the same group that was on the island before?"

"Yes, the three tribes of the current Jinghai are all descendants of the Wu Clan. It's unknown how many tens of thousands of years ago, a great war took place here. The Nether Sea, where the Spirit Ghost Clan resided, was shattered into countless fragments by the True God of the Immortal Realm with tremendous magical power. The body of Shen Tu was suppressed beneath the Nether Sea by the Chaos Immortal Bell. All the hundreds of millions of Spirit Ghost Clan souls were buried, and countless ghosts were annihilated by the Nether Sea and sank. The Nether Continent was shattered into countless fragments, floating on the Nether Sea."

"But the Endless Sea I saw, also known as the Realm Sea, doesn't have any floating continents like this?"

"Because the Underworld Continent, formerly the Underworld Sea, was moved into this scroll by the True God with tremendous magical power. This is the origin of the Underworld. This scroll itself is an immortal artifact!"

"Is it a divine artifact like the Shanhe Shejitu?"

Du Fang asked curiously.

"The principle is the same, but this Netherworld Scroll is far more powerful than the State Map. Furthermore, the Celestial Emperor of the Immortal Realm feared he couldn't contain Shen Tu, so he added a Chaos Bell to trap his consciousness within it!"

"It seems that this fallen evil god and the true god of the immortal world are also fighting!"

Du Fang sighed sincerely:

"Of course, they were once the pride of all races, and they were all ascended beings who had achieved the Dao of Transformation. The resources in this world are always limited. The stronger the evil gods become, the weaker the true gods become. And since the evil gods cannot be killed, they can only be suppressed by immortal artifacts!"

"Then why do the three clans of Jinghai want to stop me from entering this Netherworld Scroll, also known as the Long Netherworld Road?"

"Because they are mortals, just like me, the powerful ones of the three clans in the Jinghai Sea do not want the God Slayer to revive. It's like raising cattle and sheep. They want the blood of the Heretic God to help them improve their cultivation, but they don't want the Heretic God to escape and destroy the entire Endless Sea, leaving them without a base!"

Mo Qingfeng glanced at Du Fang's back.

"This is the Nether Emperor's little trick. He wanted to escape after reviving, but he was suppressed by two immortal artifacts. If he could borrow the sword spirit of the Primordial Divine Sword from you, then the Chaos Bell would most likely not be able to trap his true body!"

"What on earth is this Shen Tu wanting to get out of here for? Is he going to return to the Immortal Realm, become a true god, and replace the Five Directions Heavenly Emperor?"

Mo Qingfeng slowly shook his head: "No, after the evil gods awaken, they will go looking for the remains of the saints of heaven and earth!"

"Shell?" Du Fang suddenly said in a trembling voice:

"What about the death of the Saint of Heaven and Earth?"

Mo Qingfeng pursed his lips. "Yes, although I don't want to, this is the fact. At the beginning of the creation of our Nine Divine Continents, it was the three Heavenly Saints who maintained order and protected the peace of all races. They were the gods revered by the Nine Divine Continents. Everyone believed that they were immortal..."

“But they still died…”

"Even they cannot escape the passage of time!"