Mythical Qin, Han, Three Kingdoms, Sui and Tang Dynasties, establishment of empire

Chapter 501 Zhang Jiao’s Journey to the Underworld

Zhang Jiao traveled all the way through the netherworld, and with the powerful energy provided by the immortals, he turned into a meteor and fell into the earth.

"Is this the underworld?"

What you see is the face of the Netherworld Mountains, with no grass growing on the mountain peaks covered with rocks. Occasionally, you can see some wandering sounds on the dim gravel slopes. The overall look is quite desolate.

"I seem to have fallen somewhere else? These bastards are really unreliable!" Zhang Jiao looked around and saw no traces left by other previous schools of thought.

Logically speaking, the agents of the Mo family and the secret magic spirits of the Yin Yang family should be nearby.

"Did the excessive energy affect the position of the space channel?" Zhang Jiao frowned, randomly found a position and explored the surroundings.

"Huh?" Zhang Jiao suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky. It seemed that some kind of power had swept across the sky just now.

"Is this the so-called intermittent interval? It doesn't seem to be a purely natural phenomenon? Is it something like a barrier?" Zhang Jiao buried the question in his heart.

Anyway, he is just a vanguard, he only needs to report back everything he saw.

Zhang Jue looked at everything in front of him with disgust. No matter how he said it, he was on the right path, and he was fundamentally different from those evil cultivators. Now that he saw this cruel method that looked like evil cultivators, he immediately started to cast spells.

As soon as he flew a few miles away, the netherworld energy within a few miles around condensed into a large sword, fell straight from the sky, and struck Zhang Jiao.

The continuous mountains seemed to have turned into nothing under the bright sword light, and several mountain tops were cut open the moment they touched the sword light.

The evil ghosts let out shrill wails in the sea of ​​fire, and the flames engulfed their bodies bit by bit. They were scurrying around like headless flies.

Zhang Jiao looked at the little auras that had been burned away by the sea of ​​fire. These were the true spirits of the evil spirits. The transformation into evil spirits was irreversible. At least he had no choice. He could only increase the firepower to send them away. Save them from torture.

The blazing flames fell from the sky, just like the heavenly fire descending, covering the entire platform in an instant, and the scorching high temperature instantly ignited the platform supported by evil magic.

Moreover, in the pit, evil and ghostly aura permeated the air, and lonely ghosts kept wailing.

"Are you training troops? Are you training weapons by the way?" Zhang Jiao understood instantly. Although it looked strange, the principle was no different from warming up, creating secret magical spirits, and training large armies.

In his field of vision, countless corpses piled up together, forming a platform at the bottom of the pit. The piled platform was like a living thing, fluctuating every once in a while, like a beating heart.

Zhang Jiao was certainly not an idiot. He immediately understood that he had hit a brick wall, and the opponent was definitely a monster that broke through the boundaries and climbed upwards.

Compared with the surrounding mountains, this huge pit is extremely abrupt, as if the mountain had been taken away, leaving only a huge pit in place.

And without even a beat, the evil spirit and ghostly energy within a radius of dozens of miles will surge towards the platform.

There was a black flag tied in the middle of the platform. Through the black flag, Zhang Jiao could see countless lonely ghosts being trained by evil spirits. They were transforming from ordinary souls to evil ghosts.

But the entire mountain range began to burn with a sea of ​​fire. They had no place to escape, and they could only turn into ashes in a ferocious and twisted manner.

"What the hell, is this?" Zhang Jiao was stunned as he looked at the scene in front of him.

The black flag was burned by the flames in an instant, and countless evil spirits ran out of the black sail.

Although I knew that this thing most likely had an owner, I thought the owner was not at home, but I didn't expect it to come so quickly.

"What a vicious place!" Zhang Jiao ran around among the rolling mountains and ran to a deep pit.

"Evil heretics!"

"It hurts me! Who dares to destroy my magic weapon!" An angry roar sounded from the mountains, and at the same time, a terrifying pressure rose.

"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, disperse!"

"So fierce!" Zhang Jiao screamed and used his hands to strike magic spells repeatedly. Wind, fire, thunder and lightning appeared out of thin air and surged towards the terrifying sword light, as if intending to block it for a moment.

However, everything was in vain, the light of the sword cut through everything without any hindrance, and slashed towards Zhang Jiao.

Zhang Jue didn't hesitate at all, and fled in different directions. If it was just a guess just now, it is now confirmed. The opponent is definitely a monster that breaks through the world.

Although he can defeat it, his primary goal in the Netherworld is to collect intelligence. Even if he kills this boundary-breaking monster, the clone will be completely destroyed.

The sword light wiped out an incarnation, leaving a deep mark on the ground.

"Good news, he didn't come after you?" Zhang Jiao was happy, but the next second he immediately felt the feeling of being locked.

Several rays of sword light chased at all the incarnations of Zhang Jiao.

Zhang Jiao ran away, almost using all his strength. He didn't want to be hacked to death by the opponent.

This feeling of being locked is undoubtedly the lock of God’s will. However, the light of the sword fell behind Zhang Jiao, and no matter how hard he struggled, the distance was still getting closer and closer.

"Heifeng, you have crossed the line!"

Thick blood energy rose into the sky, and the crimson blood light spread out in all directions with a terrifying pressure. Zhang Jiao felt a great fear of facing death just by being affected.

The blood energy turned into a simple long sword, which directly swept away all the sword lights behind Zhang Jiao. No sword lights could cross the boundary drawn by the long sword.

"White up!"

The master of the black banner roared angrily, but Zhang Jiao could hear a guilty conscience from it, and seemed to be very afraid of the bloody master.

"Go away! Go back to your home. If it weren't for the order of Lord Taishan, I would have killed you last time!" Bai Qi scolded coldly.

With Bai Qi's scolding, the sky in the Netherworld turned blood red, the layers of will instantly connected, and everything Zhang Jiao saw became distorted.

Zhang Jue lost his extraordinary power in an instant and fell to the ground in a state of disgrace. He watched helplessly as a bloody sword pierced the sky and the earth. The ghosts and gods who had been chasing him wailed away.

"Did you come from the underworld?" Bai Qi appeared in front of Zhang Jue, and Zhang Jue had no courage to resist.

Obviously he is also the strongest immortal who controls Huang Tian and carries the will of the empire, but in front of Bai Qi, he has no power to resist at all. Countless wills are superimposed on the opponent.

When Bai Qi appeared in front of him, Zhang Jiao's spiritual sense was frantically reminding him that the opposite side was a natural disaster, the ultimate being that attacked life.

"Thank you for your help. I am indeed from the underworld!" Zhang Jiao calmed down and bowed his hands to express his thanks. In any case, Bai Qi saved him.

"Dare I ask if it was Lord Wu'an of the pre-Qin Dynasty in person?"

"I am!" Bai Qi nodded slightly, and then keenly grasped the key points in Zhang Jiao's words.

"Pre-Qin? Tell me in detail!" Although Bai Qi's words were very plain, Zhang Jiao was under extremely heavy pressure.

Only at this time did Zhang Jiao really understand what the sense of oppression brought by a top military strategist was. Han Xin was usually so cheerful that he couldn't see it, but the sense of oppression brought by Bai Qi was really terrifying.

"Wu'an Lord, you don't know? The remnants of the First Emperor Fen Qin's sixth generation swept across the six countries and established the Qin Dynasty. However, he died because of his unworthy descendants. The Han Dynasty inherited the Qin system and established the Han Dynasty. It has been half a hundred years since the death of Lord Wu'an!"

Zhang Jue quickly summarized the history. After all, he was also one of the culprits of the demise of the Qin Dynasty.

"The First Emperor... wiped out the six kingdoms... and died..." Bai Qi was silent for a moment, and then murmured with a complicated expression.

After a moment of absence, Bai Qi's strength began to fluctuate.

It was only then that Zhang Jiao noticed that not far away, there was a large group of Qin army ghost soldiers wearing Da Qin standard armor. Bai Qi's terrifying power came from this.

After a while, Bai Qi sighed and separated from the memories of the past.

"So, the world is ruled by Han now?" Bai Qi asked with a complicated expression. Qin was destroyed by Han, just like Zhou was destroyed. It is obvious that through the Battle of Yique, the Battle of Yanying, and The foundation laid by the Battle of Huayang and the Battle of Changping for the Qin Dynasty naturally disappeared without a trace with the fall of the Qin Dynasty.

As a general, although Bai Qi was somewhat melancholy about this, he also took a very open mind.

After all, every general goes to the battlefield with the mentality that he will either die on the battlefield or beat his opponent to death. However, every time he goes to the battlefield, the opponent will die.

Bai Qi felt that he had killed so many people. If God really knew, a brave man would probably appear and kill him head-on, leaving him wrapped in horse leather.

But it's a pity that since joining the army, all the famous generals who wanted to step on him and rise to the top have all become corpses at his feet.

Basically, he would never see the generals he saw on the battlefield a second time.

So the same goes for the country, except that Da Qin is less lucky than itself. It really encountered a ghost!
Therefore, Bai Qi took a very open view of Qin's destruction, and had no intention of avenging Qin.

After all, he was granted death by King Qin Zhaoxiang of Great Qin. As he was granted death, the friendship between him and the royal family of Great Qin naturally disappeared.

"The Gate of Hell will be reshaped in three years. If you don't want the world to be devastated, then let the emperor in your mouth make plans early! Three years later, the ghosts and gods from all directions, the ghost emperors of the five directions, and the ten palaces of Yama will all come under the command of the Lord of Taishan Mansion. Come down and attack Yangjian!"

Bai Qi said casually to Zhang Jiao, then shook his head in disinterest and walked towards the army in the distance.

"Wu An, please stay. Since Wu An's heart is in the underworld, why not..." Before Zhang Jiao could finish his words, he was interrupted by Bai Qi.

"No ghost can disobey the orders of the Lord of Taishan. Not me, not the Five Hegemons of the Spring and Autumn Period, not the Confucian Yan Hui, not Guan Zhong and Le Yi, not Lian Po and Li Mu, not even the Ghost Emperor of the Five Directions and Yama of the Ten Palaces! "

"We will all become your opponents! Prepare early!" Bai Qi sighed.

(End of this chapter)