An evolutionary game starting from Suolongjing.

Chapter 632 The Torn Sky
Hell--

As one of the two most profound concepts in the minds of countless creatures in Kyushu, along with Heaven, its essential structure is not like the nested hell model described in the Lingshan Buddhist scriptures, nor is it exactly the giant city depicted in Taoist biographies.

Of course, we cannot say that the stories recorded in classics and passed down orally are completely wrong.

It can only be said that anyone who writes a book will inevitably add his own subjective consciousness to the book, the difference is just the amount. For the two sects like Lingshan and Taoism, the descriptions of their related myths are more focused on their own perspectives. Those that will affect their own foundations are mostly passed over in a few words with the Spring and Autumn style of writing, and especially those involving the other party will be deliberately described in heavy ink or simply ignored.

In this way, the deliberately one-sided records of the two families also make the underworld reveal a bit of mystery amid the horror rumors from the outside world.

In fact, the truly complete underworld is a structure that looks like a honeycomb.

With the main area of ​​the underworld in the lower plane of the underworld corresponding to the heaven in Jiuzhou as the center, the three huge monsters surrounding the underworld, namely the Yellow Spring Road, the Forgotten River, and the Six Paths of Reincarnation, serve as silk threads that run through and connect the small underworlds in various planes of Pan Jiuzhou. They are criss-crossed and closely connected. Countless dots form this giant monster that looks like a honeycomb or a spider web.

With the Great Emperor of Fengdu sitting in the center, the Five Weird Emperors sitting in the five gates to divide the areas and govern, the Six Heavens of Luofeng guard the Great Emperor of Fengdu and mediate between the parties.

There is another being of the same level as Luofeng Liutian, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. However, ever since the failed salvation a hundred years ago and the subsequent closure of Mount Lingshan, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's temple has become empty. The evil spirits that were originally influenced by Buddhism have lost control again. Although they are suppressed by the Bodhisattva's temple, it is not a long-term solution.

In this way, Zong Ling Qifei Tiangong and Gan Si Lian Wanlu Tiangong joined forces to capture those millions of evil and resentful souls and bring them back to the underworld for trial and judgment.

First the Bodhisattva was lost, then the soul was lost. This once prosperous Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva temple gradually declined. If nothing unexpected happens, in another thousand or hundred years, the world will completely forget this compassionate venerable one.

In the underworld where time flows faster, the speed of forgetting will only be faster.
Below the six heavens are the well-known Ten Kings of Hell.

However, as latecomers and imported products, the Ten Kings of Hell, although they were famous in the dynasties after the Song Dynasty, and once competed with the King of Fengdu for power in terms of incense offerings during the Ming and Qing Dynasties, in fact, their status was lower than the previous three.

In the order of power and position of gods in non-Lingshan, after the Great Emperor of Fengdu, the Five Weird Emperors, and the Six Heavens (Palaces) of Luofeng, it is the turn of the Ten Kings of Hell to take the stage.

In fact, if we ignore the over-inflated status, as the upper echelons of the underworld, and the god position that has no replacement, the Ten Kings of Hell are already quite good. Moreover, they only have a weaker voice in the underworld of Jiuzhou. If they were in other worlds in the pan-Jiuzhou, any of the Ten Kings of Hell would be the top existence.

Although the King of Fengdu has the habit of patrolling the four directions, unless it is a huge injustice or dereliction of duty, the Emperor will generally not interfere with the decision-making of the Yamas.

In this way, the Ten Kings of Hell guard the secondary underworld of the main plane of each dynasty respectively.

The Six Case Officials were dispatched to various sub-timelines and planes where spiritual inspiration was too thin; and the Judge's Office where the Four Judges, who are well-known to the public, are located, is like Meng Po of the Reincarnation Office, and their figures can be seen in every world in Kyushu.

At the same level is the City God system that belongs to the Underworld. Except for a few national city gods and people who inevitably rise with the passage of time, the Yin gods in this part are not very fixed and are not unique. They are basically civil officials, generals, and celebrities of the local dynasty.

The ten Yin Shuais below, Black and White Impermanence, Ox-Head and Horse-Face, and Day and Night Swift Travelers are all classified into one category. Except for the chief Yin Shuai who often wanders around various underworlds to perform his duties, most of them hide during the day and move at night, shuttling between the netherworld and the human world, and are known as soul-catchers, subordinates of the City God, etc.

In addition to the main gods and possessed gods of each department and hall, the underworld also has a huge system of Yin gods, strange messengers, and Yin soldiers. However, the number of these people alone is in the tens of millions. Unless they are acquaintances, most people only address them by their titles. Even when they encounter a slightly more legitimate wizard from the Lingshan Taoist sect, they, as Yin gods, have to show respect to these mortals in return.

As for the Lord of Mount Tai, there is no need to say anything.

This person, who is detached from the world, is just like Emperor Hou Tu. As the second-in-command of the underworld, his appearances in the underworld have become shorter and shorter after the construction of the underworld was completed. On weekdays, all his affairs are entrusted to the Emperor Fengdu to handle.

Together with him was the great god Hou Tu, who entrusted all trivial matters to the Lord of Mount Tai.

The tasks were divided over and over again, and the work was like a pile of eggs. Although his ranking among the emperors was not low, the Emperor of Fengdu was definitely the most miserable one among all the emperors in heaven and underworld.

Of course, if you think about it from another perspective, since neither the emperor nor the emeritus emperor cares about anything, it might be a pleasure for the crown prince to become the executive vice emperor.
Under such an orderly and clearly defined structure, the underworld has been operating safely for tens of millions of years.

But the so-called safety was confined to the underworld from beginning to end.

As we all know, as a lower plane formed by the negative desires, sins and souls of living beings, the underworld was born earlier than the underworld.

The underworld was built after the gods returned to their positions in heaven and the war between gods and demons came to an end. It was completed during the Han Dynasty, and when it was fully formed, the earth was like the Three Kingdoms, which were constantly fighting each other.

The former has been gestating since the day Jiuzhou was born, and with the continuous accumulation of the first three elements, the area of ​​the Netherworld is also increasing day by day. To this day, the Netherworld is still expanding in an orderly manner, and its border area has long exceeded the constraints of the material plane.
The mismatched birth time also made the Netherworld a safe haven for those losers in the material plane of Jiuzhou during the long years before the construction of the underworld. Among them were many native species of the Netherworld, ancient creatures who went to the Netherworld on their own, and those barbarians who gave up their past and concentrated on survival.

It's a bit of an exaggeration to say that there are demons running rampant, but apart from the King of Fengdu and the Five Ghost Emperors who need to guard the gate, ghosts, lonely ghosts, and even all kinds of strange people and things that need to come to the underworld, it cannot be said that they can come and go freely in the underworld outside the underworld, because there is no guarantee that an old monster left over from the Xia and Shang dynasties or even the wilderness will jump out from some corner.

But how can I allow others to sleep soundly beside my bed?

Just like all dynasties in the material world, the underworld has never stopped its external conquests since the day it was established. It has been intermittent, with wins and losses. But because it has a good brother, the Heavenly Court, and a strong backer, and because the underworld is not affected by the rise and fall of dynasties like the human world, the priesthood has been expanding again and again. Overall, the underworld, which can mobilize people, wins more wars. Because of this, the area of ​​the underworld has been expanding again and again.

To this day, in terms of land alone, the area controlled by the underworld is nine times the size of the three dynasties of Han, Tang and Yan in the material world combined.

But such a vast area has not yet touched the ever-expanding borders of the Netherworld. To this day, no one knows how many defeated generals, six-day ghosts, and other dead are hiding in the depths of the Netherworld outside the underworld.
"Why are there suddenly so many lonely ghosts wanting to enter the underworld recently?"

In Guimen in the north, on the majestic Luofeng Mountain, there is a huge black and red palace complex that stretches from the top of the mountain all the way to the mountainside. Although there are pavilions and towers in it, there are more organized barracks, battlefields, and hunting grounds.

Under the dim light of the underworld's black sun, vaguely from the white mist floating in the mountains, one can see pale-faced men wearing ancient armor and wearing military uniforms brandishing swords and guns, as if they were training.

And at the top of Mount Luofeng, in the tallest and most majestic palace, a table that was as big as a city wall on earth took up most of the palace space. Pieces of bamboo slips as big as beds were piled up on the table, the highest part almost touching the beams.

The ghost messengers and gods walked around, carrying or holding up bamboo slips and placing them on the unfilled spaces on the table.

And under the towering table, there were more than ten judges, several city gods, and nearly a thousand ghosts of all sizes who were busy reviewing or judging cases. From time to time, a few green-faced and fang-toothed criminals would drag a vicious criminal in front of the judge, and after just a few words, the criminal would burst into tears and sob.

At this time, a sigh suddenly came from behind the table in the middle of the palace that stood like a mountain. "Go, have someone invite the three Yin Marshals, Leopard Tail, Hornet, and Bird Mouth. I want to see what these Yin Marshals can do. How can they sit back and watch such a disaster happen without reporting it when they travel between Yin and Yang all day long?"

"If you can't do it, then go to hell and become a torturer. There are many evil spirits in the underworld who want to climb up!"

The sound behind the desk exploded in the palace like thunder. The rippling echoes stirred up a violent storm that blew the pages of documents in front of every Yin Shen desk, and the ink flew everywhere. For a moment, no one knew how many texts had suffered the disaster.

However, no one dared to complain about this situation. They all looked towards the nearest table and chairs under the desk.

Seeing all these people looking at him, Taiyin Tianjun was somewhat flattered. How unlucky he was. Taiyin Tianjun, who was in charge of the thirty-six prisons of Luofeng Mountain, usually supervised all matters in the thirty-six prisons. It was just that there were too many official documents accumulated recently, and when he ordered people to send them back, he habitually showed his face in front of his boss. Who would have thought that he would encounter such a thing.

He didn't want to get involved in this, but he had to.

Feeling a cold gaze cast down from the towering table behind him, sweeping across the entire palace like a biting cold wind, the forced Taiyin Tianjun could only bite the bullet and stand up, bowing and saying, "Your Majesty, please don't be angry. I know a thing or two about this matter. The soul-breaking matter has been like this for decades. You also ordered that the deaths and injuries related to that person do not need to be reported to the authorities in the future, and the three Yin Marshals are not to blame."

"is it?"

The current Northern Weird Emperor, Yang Yun, looked thoughtful, as if such a thing did happen.

Except for the Southern Emperor who is alone, the other four Emperors each have two people in the position, and the cycle lasts for three thousand years, with the position replaced nearly a hundred times.

The last shift change was two hundred years ago, and what he said decades ago would not be forgotten so quickly, but those who are in power rarely make any obvious mistakes. Moreover, if he remembered correctly, there were many dead souls when Emperor You was wreaking havoc, but it was not like in recent months, when nearly a million lonely souls passed through Luofeng Mountain in a single day. With his eyesight, he could even see through Luofeng Mountain to the boundary between Yin and Yang and even parts of the human world.

The lonely souls poured into Luofeng Mountain like the water of a river. At a glance, there were tens of millions of them. This was at least ten times more than the grand occasion when he gave the order before.

Can this situation be concealed?

Besides, he is the great emperor, but he is tied up in the palace and has to deal with documents endlessly like a cow or a horse. Do you think this is good?
He wanted to curse, but having stayed in the underworld for many years in Luofeng Mountain, Beidi had long forgotten the elegant words he learned from Xiyue in the Emperor's crash course more than 30 years ago.

"That's right. We have to investigate this anomaly. Take my token to Zhang Heng to ask for his approval. Ask him to send the Six Heavenly Demon Kings to patrol the human world. If there are any great demon kings causing trouble, allow them to have the right to eat!"

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As he spoke, cold sweat slowly began to seep out of Taiyin Tianjun's forehead.

Although in name, these six things are the gods under Him, Taiyin Tianjun, each in charge of a department and jointly assisting Him in managing the Thirty-Six Prisons of Luofeng Mountain, but in fact, these six are lawless demon kings who purely fight evil with evil and use absolute evil to force the evil ghosts and ghost kings who were intercepted by Luofeng Mountain to atone for their sins.

Of course, this method of fighting evil with evil is not uncommon in the underworld. The two generals Zengsun, who were once under the command of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, are relatively well-known to the public. In comparison, the name of the Six-Day Demon King is not so well-known, but this does not mean that the Six-Day Demon King is weaker than the two generals Zengsun.

Even if we leave aside the issue of strength and simply talk about means, the latter can at best kill without burying anyone, and eat some evil monsters and that's it, but the Six-Day Demon King who is in charge of the prison can do a lot more tricks.

Let these guys wreak havoc on the human world. Although they dare not harm humans and innocent creatures, those big and small demons will suffer!
From this we can see that the Northern Emperor was really angry.

But He couldn't say anything to persuade them. After all, the surging tide in Luofeng Mountain was indeed strange, and the evil spirits that the underworld had sent out before had not returned yet. Could something big have happened?

But what is strange is that until now, there has been no decree from the King of Fengdu, and there has been no movement from the Heavenly Court, which is responsible for supervising the human world.

With a heart full of doubts, Taiyin Tianjun said respectfully: "Your Excellency."

"boom!"

Before Taiyin Tianjun could finish his words, a violent impact instantly swept across Luofeng Mountain. The violent vibration directly triggered the protection of the Northern Guimen. A large amount of Netherworld air mixed with the incense of the Northern Emperor turned into a figure that covered the sky and the sun in the sky.

"Ok?"

"How dare you break into the underworld?"

Along with an angry shout from behind the table, the figure suppressing the hurricane in the sky instantly turned from virtual to real, and the Northern Emperor's image expanded again, almost standing tall in the underworld.

There was no need for any prompting. The light that almost tore apart the entire sky on the west side of the underworld and emitted a dazzling and piercing light like the sun attracted the attention of Taiyin Tianjun at the first moment.

sun?

Why would the Sun Star God come to the underworld when he has nothing better to do?
He is still trying his best to open the Dharma image. Isn't he afraid that the evil spirits will come to the Lingxiao Palace to file a complaint against him?
That shouldn't be the case. Those gods in heaven and underworld who later became true gods might do something weird for no reason, but a being of Jiuyao's level would never do such a stupid thing.

But the meaning of burning everything and illuminating all directions cannot be faked.

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Or maybe it’s not the Star Lord but the Emperor.

An idea suddenly popped up in Taiyin Tianjun's mind: This is not a stage prepared for that monkey, the underworld is really going to be turned upside down!

Afterwards, he saw the Northern Weird Emperor, who had put away his Dharma image and sat back at his desk to handle official business. The solemn and serious look on his face made it difficult for him to compare him with the huge being who was so happy that he was about to fly and was ready to fight a big battle.
At the same time, the Guimen under the jurisdiction of the Western Gui Emperor - Dangzhong Mountain.

The emperors who jumped out of the hall one after another fell into a long silence as they looked at the figure that tore through the dark sky and exuded a breath of destruction.

"Forget it, it's not a big deal. As long as the Dangzhong Mountain is still there, no soul can pass the barrier and go deep into the underworld. It's just some odd jobs. We can transfer some people to repair it later!"

"I think the same thing. If that's the case, then you should continue to be on duty. I may be getting old lately, but I always feel exhausted after working a whole shift. I'll go back and take a nap first, and have someone wake me up next time it's your turn!"

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"This thing is right on our territory, how can you still sleep well? Zhao Wenhe, do you still have any shame?"

In response to the muffled curses coming from behind him, the Western Weird Emperor nodded his head, as if he was really sleepy and couldn't open his eyes.

Are you kidding? Even the emperors in heaven have to be careful with this scourge, for fear that the young and energetic will beat the old. How can he argue with this angry guy? If he really gets hit by two axes, let’s not talk about whether it is considered an industrial injury. Anyway, he will definitely not be able to recover without hundreds or thousands of years.

Even though what was torn apart was his own territory of Mount Dangzhong, and the falling scorching sun almost instantly steamed tens of thousands of evil and resentful souls wandering outside the mountain, it did not bother him at all.

There is no way, people who get off work are just so righteous and angry!
In just a blink of an eye, Zhao Wenhe, who was wearing the imperial robe, disappeared, leaving only Master Wang, the treacherous emperor, facing the storm brought by the disaster in the Nine Provinces alone.

At the same time, the gap in the sky was torn to its extreme, and the figure who had forced his way into the netherworld from the earth veins stretched out his hands and grabbed the torn sky and stuck his head in.
(End of this chapter)