Chapter 387: Decimating the Ten Thousand Banners and Beheading Yama (Part Four)

Chapter 387: Decimating the Ten Thousand Banners and Beheading Yama (Part Four)

Underneath the Green State Cauldron, Lu Heng wore an expression of helplessness.

Lian Cangqing, however, erupted in furious outcry.

"Who the hell are you with? I never even knew you from the beginning!"

"Do not attempt to ingratiate yourself with me with those silly grins! If you fail to provide me with a reasonable explanation today, I am prepared to vanquish this mysterious entity of yours, even if it means sacrificing this mortal shell!"

Lian Cangqing seethed with anger, while the figure on the throne nodded and said, "I can lend you a helping hand, as long as you hand over the Green State Cauldron to me once the task is completed."

However, as soon as these words were uttered, they immediately elicited a torrent of furious rebukes from Lian Cangqing.Fôllôw new stories at no/v(e)lb/in(.)com

"Get lost! Worthless dog-like creature! Carrying the sacred artifacts of my Celestial Desolation Realm to wreak havoc in my Celestial Desolation Realm, and yet I have not settled the score with you. How dare you have the audacity to show your face? Do you think everyone is as foolish as these three devilish beings, incapable of distinguishing between what holds importance and what doesn't?"

"Neither of you two wretched creatures shall escape today! Lu Heng is destined for death, and you shall not find solace in life!"

Lian Cangqing's tone grew fierce, launching into a vile tirade that left the figure on the throne speechless for a long while.

Observing the woman's fierce and malevolent appearance, Ao Tianxing couldn't help but cover his face, murmuring, "Indeed, women are truly the most terrifying creatures in this world..."

Lu Heng cast a glance at the Master of the Yuz State Cauldron beside him, suggesting, "How about... we join forces to eliminate this deranged woman first? And then, we can settle our own fate?"

The figure on the throne, however, let out a disdainful snort, standing tall with folded arms, clearly indicating that they had no intention of dealing with Lu Heng and Lian Cangqing.

In this regard, Lu Heng felt rather helpless, being compelled to confront Lian Cangqing, this deranged woman, once again.

He said, "Miss Lian, you are truly mentally challenged, rather than merely pretending to be."

"Requiem Seal was something I stumbled upon by chance, the Green State Cauldron was a recent gift from my good friend Jiu Mie, and as for the God Slaying Heavenly Thunder, it was acquired through a fortuitous encounter... Does that mean I am a villain simply because I possess various means of self-defense?"

"Use your minuscule brain to contemplate for a moment. If I were truly an evil being, how could I possibly wield divine punishment? How could I possibly command heavenly thunder? Would divine retribution allow itself to be controlled by something sinister?"

With a sense of helplessness, Lu Heng attempted to offer an explanation, hoping to first pacify Lian Cangqing.

However, Lian Cangqing sneered and said, "Do you think that the heavenly thunder you command is exclusively derived from the Celestial Desolation Realm's divine punishment? The primordial power of each world differs, who knows from which world your authority over heavenly thunder stems? Moreover, the appearance of the Green State Cauldron has already exposed your true intentions."

Facing Lian Cangqing's indignant and astonished gaze, You Yue, accompanied by the multitude of ghost cultivators, once again bowed respectfully to Lu Heng suspended in the void.

"The Lord of the Nether's command is obeyed by all the ghost cultivators in the Chakravartin Palace!"

"No matter the reasons behind our allegiance to the Lord, we shall serve unto death without remorse!"

"Moreover, whether the Lord is righteous or evil, we, the ghost cultivators, understand it better than you!"

You Yue, undaunted, looked up at Lian Cangqing in the void and coldly said, "Since the Lord graciously accepted our lingering souls and all our actions thereafter, every one of them has been a virtuous deed benefiting all beings in the heavens and the earth!"

"By establishing the realm of the Nether, constructing the Underworld, and forging the path of the ghost cultivators from nothingness to what it is today, as well as initiating the cycle of reincarnation and seeking to embrace the souls of the innocent, all of these endeavors are beneficial to the people of the world!"

"Do you expect us to disobey the orders of the Lord and heed the words of this crazy and deranged woman?"

"Even if the Lord were truly a divine being from beyond the realms, he is certainly not the malevolent creature you speak of!"

"Have you ever encountered a malevolent entity with an unwavering desire to establish the realm of the Nether, initiate the order of reincarnation, and provide a destination for all beings after death?"

"The Lord, wielding the Requiem Seal, holds absolute power over our lives and deaths! If it truly harbors sinister intentions, there would be no need for such laborious efforts to establish the realm of the Nether. Instead, the Lord could simply coerce us into obedience, reaping the souls of the deceased in this mortal realm, assembling a vast army of countless spirits, and thus sweep away all living beings!"

"What more do we need, the Nine Cauldrons of the Yu King? What are we waiting for, the Earthly Catastrophe? With the Lord wielding the Requiem Seal, as long as they entertain the thought of annihilating the world, they alone can transform into a catastrophic force of destruction! Obliterating everything!"

Within the city walls, the voice of You Yue resounds with a spirited and resolute tone.

Behind her, amidst the eerie gloom, thousands of ghost cultivators have formed a formidable formation. As their banners sway in the air, the intertwining auras of all the ghost cultivators merge harmoniously, revealing an army where every individual is united in spirit, essence, and strength.

At that moment, all the evil demons let out a fierce and terrifying howl, revealing their horrific demonic appearances. The entire city echoed with the menacing roars of the netherworld's malevolent ghosts.

"Those who disrespect the Lord! Perish!"

The surging Death Qi, resembling a raging tide, swept towards them.

Lian Cangqing's garments fluttered in the cold gusts of wind, her expression gradually contorting amidst the sharp torrent of murderous intent.

The figure dressed in a blood-red robe of glowing colors, amidst this chilling provocation of a myriad of ghosts, extended its limbs, becoming increasingly terrifying.

"Do you want to kill me? With just this group of little ghosts, you are far from qualified!"