662 The Fate That Can’t be Freed From
The Fate That Can’t be Freed From
He was soaked in the Yellow River water, surrounded by ghosts and gods who kept screaming and crying.
Ghost God’s eyes were vicious as he wanted to pull himself into the water.
He Chuan summoned Beiyin Mountain.
The Ten Directional Hell emitted a pressure that suppressed everything. The ghosts and gods immediately quieted down.
They felt a sense of oppression from He Chuan.
He Chuan dived deeper and found the ancient book floating in the water.
The ancient book had the words ‘Book of Life and Death’.
It must be the Book of Life and Death that recorded everyone’s names.
The aura on his body was very similar to that of Yama King. After all, both of them controlled the top-secret Infernal Hell and were basically not rejected.
The moment He Chuan entered, Yama King’s expression changed.
“How dare you!” Yama King did not expect that someone could actually come into contact with the Yellow Spring River.
This could be said to be where his primordial spirit was. Not to mention He Chuan, even the Heavenly Emperor would be assimilated if he entered.
He didn’t expect someone to be able to enter!
Thinking of this, Yama King couldn’t care less about the inheritance.
He directly returned to the depths of the Yellow Spring.
As soon as she entered, she saw He Chuan reach out and was about to take the Book of Life and Death.
Yama King was shocked and angry. He did not expect it to be a little mouse.
The Sacred Sovereign actually dared to offend him.
Thinking of this, Yama King punched out.
The fist was ordinary, but it contained the Great Dao.
The Beiyin Mountain actually blocked it.
Yama King’s focus was the Infernal Hell.
Seeing this, Yama King could not help but feel a trace of fear in his heart.
Infernal Hell was his sole authority.
He Chuan in front of him could actually touch these things. Did this mean that he could take away his throne?
Moreover, the mountain in front of him was also full of vitality!
Thinking of this, Yama King punched continuously.
Beiyin Mountain shook and cracked.
Part of He Chuan’s main Avatar was used on his body. His body began to crack like a broken vase.
At the critical moment, he held the Book of Life and Death in his hand.
He discovered that he had the authority to control the Book of Life and Death.
“It’s my turn!” He Chuan then turned to look at Yama King.
With a thought, all the names in the Book of Life and Death were erased in an instant.
Everyone in the Netherworld was free.
Yama King shattered He Chuan’s soul.
This was exactly what he wanted!
The fragment fused into the Yellow Spring, and Yama King realized that he had lost control of the Yellow Spring.
In the eyes of the people outside, the Yellow Spring River in the sky was divided into two.
It transformed into a Yellow Spring Flood Dragon.
“He Chuan!” At the same time, Yang Kang and the others shouted at He Chuan.
The couple came to the side of the golden core in the sky.
The two of them were originally members of Taiyi. As the final inheritors, they naturally had the right to control it.
Yellow Spring Flood Dragon instantly arrived beside the two of them and swallowed the inheritance as well as Yang Kang and Si Meng.
He instantly disappeared from his spot and ate the Vermilion Bird Clan before he left.
The Netherworld people who had escaped, as well as the many ghosts and gods, began to riot. Even Yama King was unable to stop them.
He Chuan had finally fulfilled his long-cherished wish.
From the moment he entered the Daoist temple, he had already joined the Netherworld.
For thousands of years, he had been thinking about how to escape, and today, he finally got his long-cherished wish.
There was a saying that a hidden dragon in the abyss would amaze the world with a single brilliant feat.
He Chuan was on the verge of losing his soul.
He wanted to merge his soul with Beiyin Mountain, the Six Paths of Reincarnation, and the Yellow Spring River.
Other than mastering the laws of all things, the inheritance also had a portion of the core of the immortal world.
If the core golden core was combined with Beiyin Mountain, it would form a ghost realm. It would produce immortal energy all the time and become the foundation for him to become immortal.
The farce ended with the division of the Netherworld, the fall of Yama King, and the rise of He Chuan.
He Chuan had cultivated his true body, and Beiyin Mountains were the boundary. He was in charge of the life and death cycle of all living beings. People called him Beiming Emperor.
His rise was unstoppable, and people from Netherworld came to join.
Only this place was thriving in this dilapidated world.
In the post-Immortal Realm Era, True Immortals were about to be born.
…
“Are you sure you want to leave?” Chi Yin, Yaoyue, Xingyue, and the others stood beside He Chuan with reluctant expressions.
“The Heavenly Dao is endless. Perfected Immortal isn’t the end. I still have something to verify. Perhaps we will meet again in the near future. You have to take care of each other. I’ll leave the Beiyin Mountain’s Ashram to you.”
After He Chuan left Netherworld, he didn’t feel happy because he thought of one thing. The reincarnation era was also a restriction.
Every time he returned to the real world, he had to go through another reincarnation. Then, the magic power, treasures, and rules that the reincarnators brought with them every time… Where did they all go?
Whether or not they had all gone to the hands of the upper echelons, they still had not escaped the fate of working hard.
Therefore, He Chuan wanted to jump into the reincarnation of Beiyin Mountain. This time, he did not take the reincarnation passage to see if he could break free!
Under everyone’s reluctant gazes, He Chuan jumped into the Six Paths of Reincarnation…
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“Do you know your sins?”
In the pitch-black night, dark clouds covered the sky, and the wind whistled. There was a faint, silent lightning streaking across the night sky.
The lights shone in the brightly lit mansion hall.
At this moment, dozens of figures had gathered, surrounding the hall until not even water could leak out.
In the middle of the hall, a youth who looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old knelt on both knees.
The young man had handsome eyebrows and sharp eyes. He had fair skin and a slightly childish face. There was a hint of unyielding. At this moment, his face was pale and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
His hands, feet, and back were all embedded in his flesh by steel hooks, and his long robe was dyed red with blood.
However, at this moment, the young man was kneeling on the ground. He straightened his back and looked forward.
In front of him, two figures sat on the seats of honor. The one who spoke was the thin middle-aged man on the left.
“Does He Chuan know his crime? I, Song Qin, and your father are best friends. Therefore, the two families have agreed on a marriage agreement. You and Lianhua are childhood sweethearts…” The middle-aged man shouted again.
“You were originally a prodigy of Canglan City. Even though your cultivation level suddenly stagnated and you disappeared from the masses, I still treat you as my own son and want to fulfill the marriage agreement with your father!” At this point, the middle-aged man revealed a pained expression and continued.
“But you were actually worried that our Song family would break off the engagement and drug Lianhua, trying to taint Lianhua and make the marriage a foregone conclusion. I, Song Qin, really misjudged you. I didn’t expect you to be such a heartless thing!”
Song Qin stood up as his aura exploded.
He Chuan looked around.
What greeted them were faces filled with disgust and disdain.
In the crowd, there was a young girl who was about sixteen or seventeen years old. She wore a light blue dress, and her long hair was scattered behind her head. She was like an ice lotus on a snowy mountain. She was as pure as ice and jade, and she was high and mighty. Her cold eyes were only glancing at him indifferently.
Song Lianhua!
The second daughter of the Song family, the proud daughter of Canglan City, He Chuan’s fiancée.
“Haha…” He Chuan smiled contemptuously at this moment.
“What are you laughing at?” Song Qin berated.
“I’m laughing at the deep schemes of you and your daughter. I’m laughing at how blind I am to be played by you and your daughter!” He Chuan’s tone suddenly turned cold as he clenched his fists.
His voice was almost hoarse.
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