Martial Arts? Sorry, I am better at Thunder Spell!-Chapter 487 - 269 We in the Underworld are very civilized, never picking conflicts with anyone! (Please subscribe! Please vote monthly!)_2

Chapter 487: 269 We in the Underworld are very civilized, never picking conflicts with anyone! (Please subscribe! Please vote monthly!)_2

Breaking through to the Nascent Soul Realm was entirely different.

Upon entering the Nascent Soul Stage, one could cultivate a second Primordial Spirit, the Nascent Soul dharma body!

It meant consolidating an external physical body.

In addition to an extra life, one could also stack up combat power.

After breaking through from the Golden Core to become a Nascent Soul, one’s combat strength would skyrocket by more than a hundredfold?

At this realm, it was possible to literally shatter stars with a flick of a finger.

Like the current Heavenly Master, if he wished, he could pulverize the Earth with ease!

Such was the formidable power of the Nascent Soul!

But in the real Cultivation World, those who managed to break through to the Nascent Soul were few and far between.

One in ten thousand.

Otherwise, why would those at the Nascent Soul Stage be referred to as old monsters of the Nascent Soul?

Even a common Nascent Soul was terrifyingly powerful.

Not to mention the Heavenly Master’s Nascent Soul.

Even at the Golden Core Stage, the Heavenly Master could overpower someone at the Nascent Soul Stage.

Now that he had broken through to the Nascent Soul Realm, his strength must have soared to an unfathomable level.

Taoist Jing Xuan said, "Heavenly Master, this village is just one of many in the Black Triangle area. Manus, who held you captive earlier, still has a superior who controls two other larger villages. We may need to make a trip there as well."

Jing Xuan’s implication was that since they were already here, they might as well resolve everything.

To prevent the embers from rekindling once the spring breeze blew.

Qin Hao nodded, "Infinite Heavenly Venerable, go ahead, you all."

Dealing with a few ordinary villages, Taoist Jing Xuan and the others could easily handle it.

Qin Hao didn’t need to go.

He still had other matters to attend to.

After parting ways with Qin Hao, Taoist Jing Xuan left a few Special Forces soldiers behind to take the hostages from the village back.

The rest followed Jing Xuan to deal with the remaining two villages and the true mastermind behind the scenes, Habu.

After they left,

A gate to the Underworld opened in front of Qin Hao.

Two figures emerged from within.

It was none other than Black and White Impermanence.

Xie Bi’an and Fan Wujiu took determined steps, one by one, out of the gate.

Arriving in front of Qin Hao, they paused momentarily.

They, too, sensed something odd about the Heavenly Master’s aura.

Moments later, it seemed they realized something,

Their expressions turned solemn with respect.

They saluted the Heavenly Master.

"Xie Bi’an/Fan Wujiu greets the Heavenly Master!"

Qin Hao said, "Infinite Heavenly Venerable, thank you for coming. I’m entrusting this place to you. I hope the two envoys will handle matters justly and severely punish those evildoers!"

Black and White Impermanence replied, "Please rest assured, Heavenly Master. Before coming here, we were already informed by Lord Yan about the situation here. Those who committed great evil will enter the Underworld, and certainly descend through all eighteen layers of Hell. Each layer will reflect their deeds in life, with karma awaiting them in death. They will get what they deserve!"

As they had mentioned, before appearing, Black and White Impermanence had been briefed by Yang Ye about the situation on the Heavenly Master’s side.

The atrocities of the Black Triangle area were so outrageous that even these Underworld Enforcers found them appalling.

Such level of wickedness was unparalleled in thousands of years.

Thus, they would definitely not coddle these bastards.

In life, they were beyond control, but in death, entering the Underworld, they would not enjoy any pleasant outcome.

Eighteen Layers of Hell: Tongue Pulling, Scissors, Iron Tree, Evil Mirror, Steaming Cage, Copper Pillar, Sword Mountain, Ice Mountain, Oil Pot, Bull Pit, Stone Press, Chong Jiu, Blood Pond, Wang Si, Crucifixion, Volcano, Stone Mill, Saw!

Ordinary sinners in Hell get to choose their tortures,

But for these people from the Black Triangle, firstly, they hadn’t done anything humane.

Secondly, they had the special attention of the Heavenly Master, and Lord Yan personally took note.

Once they descended, it was akin to conquering all levels of Hell,

And they would not be given any chance for reincarnation.

After enduring all eighteen layers of Hell, there would be no survivors, with a 100% obliteration rate!

Even if some evildoers changed their fate against all odds and survived, emerging from the eighteen layers of Hell, they would be greeted by the second round.

That is, starting over from the beginning, until they were tortured to death!

There was no help for it, this was the nature of the Underworld!

Qin Hao nodded, "With the two envoys overseeing, I shall rest easy. If you encounter any trouble detaining souls here, feel free to inform me, and I will step in to help resolve the issue for you both!"

Black and White Impermanence exchanged glances, puzzled, and inquired, "We are not sure what trouble the Heavenly Master is referring to?"

Qin Hao explained, "Infinite Heavenly Venerable, this is outside of Dragon Country, and naturally, I’m referring to your counterparts, the overseas Soul Restainers! Conflict with them could be quite troublesome, couldn’t it?"

Black and White Impermanence laughed and replied, "Oh, that! There’s no need for the Heavenly Master to worry himself about that. Please be assured that we in the Dragon Country’s Underworld conduct ourselves very civilly and generally avoid conflicts with others. Just entrust this matter to us!"

Hearing Black and White Impermanence so confident, Qin Hao did not press further; he left the matter to them.

"Then both of you stay busy, I’ll take my leave first."

"Respectfully seeing off the Heavenly Master!"

Before Qin Hao departed,

At that moment, he sensed a distinct energy beginning to emerge from beneath the village,

Accompanied by a cloud of grey smoke rising.

An individual cloaked in a grey and black tattered cloak, wielding a long, sharp scythe, emerged from underground.

Under the grey-black cloak was a white skeletal figure, without a trace of flesh – clearly not of the living.

This image, Qin Hao had seen it before in some classic horror movies.

It was the very representation of the foreign Death God.

He hadn’t guessed wrongly; overseas, there were indeed professional Soul Hooking Messengers.

This Scythe Death God must be the one in charge of the Black Triangle area.

At this moment, he was swinging his scythe, getting ready to hook the souls of the dead from this place.

Qin Hao glanced at Black and White Impermanence.

Without saying much, they marched forward with their mourning sticks.

Black Impermanence, brandishing the mourning stick, didn’t say much.

He directly kicked towards the rear end of the Scythe Death God.

Since both were of the soul body, they could make direct contact.

The Scythe Death God, diligently at work, was suddenly kicked from behind.

Completely baffled, he turned around.

Behind him stood two ghosts, one black and one white,

With tongues lolling long, one holding a stick and the other a chain.

The Scythe Death God was utterly confused.

What was this... about?

Black Impermanence gave him an intimidative look, fierce and terrifying,

"What are you doing here?"

The Scythe Death God had never encountered such a fearsome ghost.

Startled, he quivered and took two steps back, replying in the language of the Black Triangle,

"I... I’m here to restrain souls? There are dead people here, so I came to claim them! Who might you two brothers be?"

Black and White Impermanence looked at each other, both puzzled,

What language of the birds was this?

Outside of Dragon Country indeed lay a horde of savages.

Black and White Impermanence couldn’t understand this bird language.

Black Impermanence slapped him across the face, "Speak the language of Dragon Country to this envoy!"

The Scythe Death God was confounded,

What was this big brother saying?

He didn’t understand it either!

The Scythe Death God was just a local Soul Restrainer in the Black Triangle.

He could be considered a minor Soul Restrainer, and these foreign death gods weren’t part of any formal system; they were disorganized death gods.

Unlike the Netherworld of Dragon Country,

With specialized Ghost Messengers, Yin Commanders, Night and Day Patrol Envoys, Reincarnation Bureau, Judge Office, Judge Department, Six-Case Officers, and Lord Yan himself.

The Dragon Country represented a professional soul-hooking organization.

These overseas entities were amateurs.

Not even the professional Ghost Messengers and Soul Restrainers of Dragon Country had expanded their business overseas.

Neither Black nor White Impermanence knew foreign languages.

Let alone this minor Scythe Death God.

He understood even less.

The Scythe Death God stood frozen in place, uncertain of how to respond.

Furthermore, having just been backhanded by Black Impermanence, he was completely disoriented.

Standing in place, trembling.

The Scythe Death God thought to himself, "Damn it, these two foreign ghosts are too ruthless! Especially the one in black, since when do ghosts hit other ghosts?"

Seeing the Scythe Death God silent, what awaited him next was another fierce slap from Black Impermanence.

Black Impermanence, grim and angry, "Foolish! You can’t even speak the language of Dragon Country, dumb as a brick, get lost!"

The last word.

That was something the Scythe Death God understood.

He was being told to beat it.

The Scythe Death God dared not resist.

The ghost envoys were far too powerful compared to him.

If he resisted, he feared he might be killed on the spot.

So the Scythe Death God backed down immediately,

Not daring to claim any more souls, he ran as fast as he could.

Observing the ferocity of Black and White Impermanence,

Qin Hao was taken aback.

He recalled what Black and White Impermanence had said before.

What a story!

This was their idea of the Underworld being civil? Generally not instigating conflicts?

They slapped someone the moment they met; who would dare to conflict with them?

Qin Hao was truly enlightened.

It’s no wonder Black and White Impermanence could thrive in the Underworld.

Their position was not unwarranted!