The Treasure Generating Bowl - Chapter 962

Chapter 962 Ox-Head and Horse-Face

Ghosts in the underworld actually rely on the purest yang energy to maintain their lifespan and life cycle?

This was something He Pingsheng had never imagined.

However, in any case, this is in line with the basic rules of the operation of Heaven.

It’s the same thing Zhao Xiang just said: “Isolated yin cannot grow, isolated yang cannot be born.”

“Then I’m going to take Zhou Qingmei away now!” He Pingsheng lifted Zhao Xiangdu’s soul up, stared at him, and asked, “What’s the plan?”

“No way!” Zhao Xiangdu said bitterly, “He Pingsheng, this is not good for you, for me, or for Qingmei. I advise you not to do this!”

“Wouldn’t it be better to let her enter the cycle of reincarnation?”

laugh……

A wisp of flame flew out.

The Nine Heavens Mystic Fire instantly grew to a size of ten feet, directly enveloping Zhao Xiangdu’s entire soul within it.

“Ah… Ahhh…”

“It hurts so much…”

“He Pingsheng, stop…”

He Pingsheng did not stop!

He controlled the intensity of the flames in his hand, roasting Zhao Xiangdu for the time it takes to burn half an incense stick, until he was half-dead before he withdrew the flames.

“Ouch… Ouch… It hurts so much…”

Zhao Xiang, weak and pale, pleaded, “Fellow Daoist He, please, stop roasting me! I’ll talk, I’ll talk, okay?”

He Pingsheng didn’t say anything, he just looked at him.

Zhao Xiangdu knew he couldn’t waste any more words, and said, “There are two methods!”

“First, you offer up a portion of your lifespan to bribe a few ghost messengers and officials in the Underworld. Under normal circumstances, that should suffice!”

“However, Zhou Qingmei’s situation is somewhat special, so they may not necessarily agree!”

“Second…second…second…”

“Fellow Daoist He, now it all depends on your abilities!”

“You can arrest them all just like you arrested me, and then go directly into the Underworld to take Zhou Qingmei’s soul away!”

“However… your current cultivation level is only at the Mahayana Emperor Realm, so you probably won’t be able to take Zhou Qingmei’s soul with you!”

He Pingsheng understood; his cultivation level was too low to control other people’s souls.

To put it bluntly, Zhou Qingmei is now a ghost. In the process of taking this ghost away, she will still be drawn by the power of the Six Paths of Reincarnation. If her divine sense is too weak to resist this power of reincarnation, then she will not be able to take her away.

Fortunately, He Pingsheng had a pseudo-earth immortal by his side!

“Lead the way!” He Pingsheng said, “Tell me which way to go?”

“However, Zhao Xiangdu, let me make this clear first: if I fail this time, I will grind your soul to dust!”

“My Nine Heavens Mystic Flame can burn you, it shouldn’t be a big problem, right?”

“Don’t worry!” Zhao Xiangdu was almost in tears: “I will definitely help you rescue Zhou Qingmei!”

“Fellow Daoist He, I’d like to trouble you to first conceal your aura, and then gather some Yin energy around you!”

“Yes, yes, that’s it!”

“There’s one more thing I must tell you. The Underworld is very large, and there’s a separate place where Zhou Qingmei is imprisoned. There are three ghost messengers there, all of whom are at a similar level to me!”

That’s not the point!

“The key point is that, besides these three ghost messengers, under normal circumstances, there should be at least one other messenger present!”

“And the envoy’s cultivation level is equivalent to that of a Human Immortal or a Loose Immortal, the lowest level in the Immortal Realm!”

“Can you handle it?”

He Pingsheng nodded.

He might not be able to beat them, or he might be evenly matched, but he certainly won’t be able to take them down in the short term.

But don’t worry, He Pingsheng still has Jin Ku on him!

That’s the significance of this old guy.

“Just lead the way!”

Then Zhao Xiang steered the small boat alone and went upstream again!

From the small river, we came to the big river, and from the big river, we entered an even bigger river.

The springs flowing through countless small worlds finally converged together.

The Yellow Springs surge and eventually become a flood.

Before long, the two arrived at a place that looked like a human town.

There is no light of the sun or moon here, only the light of countless stars falling down, shrouding this dark underworld.

Near the Underworld, countless cries of ghosts could be heard emanating from it.

There were deep roars from men, shrill cries from women, and the wailing of countless infants.

“Come with me, and don’t say a word to anyone you see!”

“And don’t look around!”

Zhao Xiang, through divine thought, transmitted information and led He Pingsheng into the Underworld.

The Underworld is like a huge black palace.

Within the palace, there were countless grand halls.

Zhao Xiang arrived alone in front of one of the main halls and entered the hall.

Inside the palace gate, there were seventy or eighty black stone tablets, each shimmering with golden light and bearing imprinted runes and characters.

Thirteenth, Nineteenth, Eighty-sixth…

The various numbers are all different, but there is no pattern to them.

Zhao Xiang opened a stone tablet, and a vortex was revealed.

He led He Pingsheng into this vortex.

Upon entering the vortex, He Pingsheng saw countless cages, each containing a ghost.

These ghosts cannot speak, but they can roar and scream at will.

Some people even reached their hands out of the cage in an attempt to grab He Pingsheng and Zhao Xiangdu.

“Junior Brother Zhao, what brings you here?”

Two ghostly messengers approached: “This is not your area of responsibility. You’ve taken the wrong path. Leave immediately!”

“Huh…who’s that behind you?”

Zhao Xiang chuckled and said, “Fellow disciples, he wants to take someone with him when he leaves. It’s already been arranged, and they’ll give him some yang energy!”

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Upon hearing this, the two ghost messengers were overjoyed and asked, “How much?”

Zhao Xiang asked alone, “Where is Senior Brother Long? Why are there only two of you?”

“Where is the envoy?”

One of them said, “Alright, alright, wait a moment, I’ll go and call the envoy and Senior Brother Long over!”

In fact, the messenger and another ghost messenger are also here.

If He Pingsheng were to launch a decisive attack, it would certainly alert the messenger nearby.

It would be better to lure them all over and then capture them all at once.

Soon, two more messengers and a ghost messenger arrived.

The ghost messenger’s appearance was fairly average, but the two messengers were rather terrifying.

One person had a huge bull’s head, and the other had an ugly horse’s face.

These are the legendary Ox-Head and Horse-Face!

“Make your move!” He Pingsheng ordered Jin Ku without any hesitation.

Then, three hooks suddenly flew out from his body.

The three ghost messengers were hooked by him in the blink of an eye, completely powerless to resist.

As for the ox-headed and horse-faced demons, they were suppressed by the immense imperial might and divine power of the treasury.

“Damn it…” Horse-face said angrily, “There’s actually an Earth Immortal?”

“Don’t resist!” He Pingsheng said calmly, “If we alarm Lord Prefect or any other envoys, I will take you all with me before I die!”

“Don’t resist, I’m just here to rescue someone!”

“No problem, no problem!” the minotaur said. “Brother, don’t get excited. It’s just about rescuing someone.”

“It’s no big deal!”

“To be able to summon a celestial being, you are no ordinary person!”

“Tell me, who do you want?”

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