Chapter 383 - 159: Celestial Patrol Bureau, The World as a Chessboard, Descendant of a Great Demon, Wang E Temple of the Underworld
Something was clearly wrong.
’In that case, the rumors from later generations might actually be true!’
’Then I might really be able to get some benefits from this!’
Chen Shaoyou tapped his fingers on the table, a rough plan forming in his mind.
It was said that before the Netherworld Venerable Lord Sacrifice, the suppressed Seven Heroes and Three Li were already stirring, on the verge of emerging into the world.
And the opportunity lay with the Seven Heroes and Three Li.
The Seven Heroes and Three Li were ten undying and indestructible Great Demon Ghosts who, unlike ordinary Great Demon Ghosts, possessed high intelligence.
Not only were they intelligent, but they also had strong desires.
They even left behind offspring, bloodlines, and descendants.
According to legend, before the Seven Heroes and Three Li escaped their suppression, a direct descendant of one of the Great Demons was born into the world.
Furthermore, someone had obtained it through a stroke of luck.
𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢
As a result, that person received benefits beyond imagination.
’If I could get to it before that person, could I obtain this direct descendant for myself?’
Although the matter involved the Seven Heroes and Three Li, and he felt a little hesitant, he had no better options at the moment.
More importantly, this event was supposedly taking place right here in Ling Province!
The coincidence was so great that it felt almost unreal to him.
He couldn’t help but feel a pang of regret.
’If I had known this was coming, I would have made sure to gather every possible scrap of information about this era in the future.’
’Oh well. I’ll go take a look. If it’s impossible, I’ll make a quick getaway, find the Elder Celestial Master, and while I’m at it, seek protection from Wang Lingtian!’
Having finished his food and wine, Chen Shaoyou made up his mind.
He slapped a piece of broken silver onto the table, rose, and walked out of the tavern.
...
The river was vast and turbulent, stretching to the horizon. On both banks, mountains rolled on for countless miles.
SPLASH!
Amid the surging river, a colossal, entirely crimson ship parted the endless waves and sped past.
The ship was enormous. On its deck stood a nine-story structure, with each floor a staggering thirty-six zhang high and capable of seating a thousand people.
As it sailed the river, the great ship resembled a small mountain.
On the ship’s deck were countless figures—hundreds, perhaps thousands of people, stood there.
Some sat cross-legged in meditation, some polished their weapons, some fished in the river, and others were sprawled lazily on the deck, basking in the sun.
Jin Yunfeng stood quietly, smelling the scent of blood in the air, and suddenly felt a little weary.
The Da Yu Territory was vast beyond measure. An ordinary person might not even traverse a single province in their lifetime.
Even though they hadn’t stopped for a single day, in five years, they had barely managed to travel through just ten of Da Yu’s provinces.
The five-year journey had left him feeling weary.
WHOOSH!
Cui Yanliang stood at the edge of the deck, the gentle breeze stirring his robes.
Another five years had passed.
He had traveled the world, implementing a new law, fighting against men, against Demon Fiends and Demon Ghosts, and against Cultivators. He had made tremendous progress.
This progress was not just in his Martial Arts Cultivation, but in his Mental Realm.
He was no longer the man he once was.
In Jin Yunfeng’s words, he was becoming more and more like his teacher, Su Bai.
At this moment, Cui Yanliang stood with his hands clasped behind his back, as steady as a mountain. His aura was deep and vast, like a boundless ocean, inspiring awe in all who beheld him.
And the thousands of people on the ship, regardless of what they were doing or what their Cultivation was, all showed reverence upon seeing his back.
Over five years, countless bloody battles had forged Cui Yanliang’s near-unshakable position in their hearts.
Cui Yanliang gazed toward the horizon and frowned slightly:
"Such heavy Demon Qi!"
You Province was located in the far east, with the boundless ocean at its back. A thousand great rivers flowed eastward through its lands, making it a true kingdom of water and marsh.
The people here were fierce, and the rivers and seas were overrun with Water Demons.
But in Cui Yanliang’s eyes, "overrun" was an understatement.
Looking from afar, the roiling Demon Qi was even thicker than nature’s spiritual energy.
This was no human territory. It was clearly a kingdom of Demon Fiends!
"This You Province is teeming with Water Demons. Some days ago, Ba Tian cleared the path, and there’s no telling how many Water Demons he slew. It’s been over ten days, and the stench of blood in the river still hasn’t dissipated."
Jin Yunfeng spoke faintly from beneath his hooded cloak.
Beneath the cloak, his skeleton was as pure as crystal, with only a few specks of gold remaining on his skull.
He was, naturally, the most sensitive to the stench of blood.
"You Province is in the far eastern part of Da Yu. For a thousand years, no one from the inland has been here. I never imagined it had reached this state..."
Cui Yanliang shook his head slightly.
You Province was one of the last three Great Provinces where they had to implement the new law.
It would also undoubtedly be the most dangerous part of their journey.
In the five years they had been implementing the new law, the world’s Demon Ghosts, Evil Cultivators, Demon Cultivators, and even common criminals from the Martial Arts world had all been driven by them to flee to this place.
One could only imagine what kind of reception awaited them.
"It’s simple. If a demon stands in our way, we kill the demon. If a ghost stands in our way, we kill the ghost."
Jin Yunfeng replied calmly.
"I wonder if there are still any Daoists here..."
As he spoke, Cui Yanliang felt a sudden premonition. He seemed to see a faint, ethereal wisp of Incense’s aura at the very edge of his vision.
Lifting his gaze, he could just make out a Daoist Temple, upon which were branded several large words:
Wang E Temple of the Underworld!