Transmigrating over ten thousand years late, I was forced to become a mighty presence

Chapter 410: Chapter 187 Qinguang King_1

Lord of Mount Tai is dead!

As these words were uttered, the entire Netherworld began to tremble incessantly, and all beings felt an uncontrollable fear surging in their hearts.

The Lord of Mount Tai had existed since before the establishment of the Netherworld, and his status was no less than that of the emperors in the Heavenly Court.

Among all the deities of the Netherworld, the Lord of Mount Tai was one of the highest-ranked local deities, whose position was second only to the Earth Goddess Queen and the Eastern Great Benevolent Saint Emperor of Mount Tai.

In all the realms, the Lord of Mount Tai was an absolute powerful expert.

Yet, such a great being had already fallen, an answer that deeply shocked both the White Tiger and Vermilion Bird Emissaries, and even the other seven Netherworld Commanders behind the Day Wandering God showed faces of disbelief.

When the Day Wandering God and the various Yamas first proposed invading the Yang World, there were Netherworld Commanders who mentioned the Mount Tai Lord’s Decree.

However, neither the Day Wandering God nor the various Yamas provided any clear response, merely claiming that they had a way to deal with the Mount Tai Lord’s Decree.

Only now did they realize that the so-called solution to the Mount Tai Lord’s decree wasn’t some kind of Divine Skills or magical treasure, but the true fact of the Lord of Mount Tai’s demise.

The Lord of Mount Tai was a powerful expert at the Emperor level. If he were still alive, his decree could trigger the will of the Lord across countless worlds to suppress the gods of the Netherworld, which was Great Xia’s Imperial Court’s greatest reliance.

But in reality, the Lord of Mount Tai had long fallen, and the Mount Tai Lord’s Decree, having lost its authority to invoke the Lord’s will, naturally struggled to maintain its miraculous powers. That it hadn’t shattered along with the Emperor’s fall was thanks to the merit of the incense fortune nurtured by generations of the human Imperial Dynasty.

In such circumstances, the Mount Tai Lord’s Decree could only maintain basic Imperial Edicts like appointing or sealing ghost emissaries and Ghost Generals, and even be used to suppress local water monsters and deter various evils.

But once it involved the entire Netherworld and the various Netherworld Commanders, without the support of the Lord’s will, the status of the Mount Tai Lord’s Decree fell sharply and could not exert its due effects.

It was only natural that it shattered after being forcibly used.

At this moment, the White Tiger Esteemed Emissary finally understood why the Evil Slaughter Ghost General at Fengdu City Gate had repeatedly demanded him to present the Mount Tai Lord’s Decree.

If the incense fortune was prematurely leaked by opening the wooden box, it would have planted hidden troubles for the Mount Tai Lord’s Decree, which might not even be able to sustain enough to summon the Lord’s phantom when the time came.

Just thinking about the scene of the Mount Tai Lord’s Decree shattering as soon as it was taken out sent chills down the spine of the White Tiger Esteemed Emissary.

However, the current situation was not any better than before.

The fall of the Lord of Mount Tai had become a certainty, and as the vast amount of incense fortune returned to the world, the black and gold scroll in his hand, covered in cracks, lost its last trace of divine power and became a mere mortal item.

The incense fortune dissipated into the world, completely severing the White Tiger Esteemed Emissary’s last hope.

The Day Wandering God looked at the lifeless White Tiger Esteemed Emissary with a grim smile, and a ghost energy-condensed black longsword appeared in his hand.

“I gave you a chance, but you did not know how to treasure it, thinking that with a dead object you could suppress the entire Netherworld.

Since you have made your choice, you must also bear the consequences.”

Taking steps forward, the Day Wandering God slowly approached the White Tiger and Vermilion Bird Emissaries, the dropped black longsword scraping a clear mark on the ground, as if the ghost energy eroding it led straight to an endless abyss.

“Rest assured, I won’t casually shatter your Spirit Souls.

I will order the Evil Slaughter to ignite your life souls, turning them into soul lamps to light the Fengdu City Gate, witnessing with your own eyes this land falling into the Yin World, and all things sinking beneath the Netherworld!”

The Day Wandering God’s aura spread unstintingly, and although he was only at the Peak Return-to-Void Stage, he was not inferior to the Void Refining True Monarch.

Under the heavy pressure, the White Tiger and Vermilion Bird Emissaries had no spare strength to resist.

As the pitch-black longsword was raised, despair filled the eyes of the two Emissaries of the Imperial Astronomical Bureau.

“Farewell.”

The longsword fell, and the pitch-black ghost energy engulfed everything.

“Clang!” Nôv(el)B\\jnn

The sound of metal clashing resonated in front of the 10 Yin Hall, and in an instant, the mighty ghost energy, like a tidal wave, rolled in all directions. The clouds that shrouded Fengdu City in the firmament were blown away by the powerful gust.

In the midst of the pitch-black ghost fog, the towering figure of a Bull Head Netherworld Commander blocked the Day Wandering God’s path, his palm flashing with pure golden light, firmly grasping the sword as it slashed down.

All Netherworld Commanders subconsciously looked towards the front of the Emperor’s Carriage. The black bull that had been pulling the massive carriage had vanished, and it was the Netherworld Commander Bull Head, who had resumed his divine form, that blocked the Day Wandering God’s sword.

“Bull Head! What is the meaning of this?”

The Day Wandering God’s expression suddenly changed, instinctively looking towards the Emperor’s Carriage, then directed a stern question at Bull Head.

He was not afraid of Bull Head’s intervention. What he truly worried about was the incarnation of an unknown great emperor behind Bull Head.

However, there was silence in the Emperor’s Carriage, only a pair of dignified eyes watching over this place, which somewhat eased the Day Wandering God’s mind.

Bull Head’s expression was indifferent, calm, and collected:

“They are emissaries of the Great Xia Dynasty. Killing them would mean standing in complete opposition to the entire Great Xia Dynasty.

I only believe that you, Day Wandering God, aren’t qualified to represent the entire Netherworld in making an enemy of the Great Xia Dynasty.”

The Day Wandering God scoffed, releasing the longsword gripped in Bull Head’s hand, allowing the pitch-black sword to revert to ghost energy around him.