Chapter 1846: Jiu You – Nine Netherworlds
When Lin Feng finished carving enough deployment spells, he walked over to a river. An emperor guarded the area and looked at Lin Feng. He said indifferently, "That black water is dangerous. Go away, you can die if you come to close."
"The black water is the water of the Nine Netherworlds." replied Lin Feng, raising his head and smiling.
"Indeed," nodded the strong cultivator.
"So it's the right place. I came here precisely because I wanted to see the water of the Nine Netherworlds. Can you really die if you get too close?" Lin Feng walked up to the edge of the river. The emperor groaned when he saw that Lin Feng refused to listen to him. If Lin Feng wanted to die, he couldn't help it. Lin Feng was just a Zun cultivator, he would definitely die if he touched the water.
Lin Feng crouched and looked at the water. He slowly stretched out his hand. This place was the most famous forbidden area of Ba Huang and Jiu You, it was much more dangerous than the Huang Sea.
When Lin Feng put his hand in the water, he sensed some death Qi penetrate into his arm and flow throughout his entire body. He turned black as if he had been turned into a part of the water.
When the emperor saw that Lin Feng was becoming black, a contemptuous smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Lin Feng hadn't listened to him, and now he was going to die. It was a dangerous place!
At that moment, Lin Feng released some life energy and gradually became yellow again. He absorbed the death energy and became completely normal again.
"Life cosmic energy!" The emperor looked at Lin Feng strangely. This young man could touch the black water!
"What a powerful black water," muttered Lin Feng. He had just put his hand inside it, and death energy had invaded his body. No wonder it was the most famous forbidden area of the region. In the small world, nobody was strong enough to go here!
Lin Feng put his hand away and smiled, "Master, that black water looks like the water from Hell. Are the Nine Netherworlds under the water? Is it really Hell?"
"You can go inside and you'll see!" replied the emperor, smiling icily.
"You're funny, Master!" smiled Lin Feng widely. The emperor smiled indifferently too. However, at that moment, his smile suddenly disappeared. Lin Feng, who was smiling so widely, surprisingly… jumped into the black water!
Lin Feng sensed the death Qi invade his body, and turned completely black. The emperor was astonished, his mouth twitched. How was that possible? Lin Feng jumped into the water, wasn't he going to die?
Lin Feng obviously didn't die. He controlled death and life cosmic energies, how could he die in the black water? However, he couldn't sense the powerful death Qi, it was as if the water was trying to make him turn into a corpse.
"Master, don't you want to try? I don't think the water is as scary as the legends say." Lin Feng's head popped up at the surface of the water and he looked at the emperor.
The man's mouth twitched. Many other emperors' silhouettes flickered as they arrive. They were stupefied when they saw him out there in the water.
"Why do I have the impression that this death strength is so special?" murmured Lin Feng. He glanced at the few emperors, the death strength in here was so pure, purer than the death strength he understood. It was like pure death, the kind of death energy you'd only find in Hell.
Even though the cosmic energies he understood weren't those of the earth and the sky because the gods didn't allow him, the death cosmic energy he understood was much thicker. However, at that moment, the death strength he was sensing was much purer!
Lin Feng swam about in the black water, slowly and carefully. He calmly sensed the energy here, and a vortex started rotating around his body. He started absorb the strength rapidly.
The emperors were all staring at Lin Feng. They didn't understand, Lin Feng was a Zun cultivator, how could he be swimming around in the black water? There were two kinds of people; those who were incredibly strong and could swim in the black water, and everyone else, who died inside or even if they got close to it.
The river was quite long, and as Lin Feng swam along with the current, he could sense that the death energy was getting thicker and thicker. He had turned grey, as if his body had started decaying. He didn't even look alive anymore.
Where is he going?, wondered the emperors staring at Lin Feng. Lin Feng finally stopped. If he continued swimming along the current, he might really die.
Lin Feng closed his eyes, floated on his back and relaxed in the black water. At that moment, he really looked dead.
The emperors of Jiu You's Government were astonished and glanced at one another.
Lin Feng floated on his back for a few days and let the current take him away.
He hasn't died!, thought the emperors of Jiu You's Government. They were all astonished. This guy was so strange…
At that moment, Lin Feng opened his eyes and frowned. He could sense an incredible strength in the water, it was as if it were about to burst, like the lava of a volcano.
In the distance, more people appeared in the air, all wearing black robes. They looked enigmatic and unfathomable, especially the leader of the group. He had the eyes of a demon who had come straight from Hell. He could probably kill people in the blink of an eye just by glancing at them.
They saw Lin Feng and glanced over at him. Lin Feng sensed a powerful strength come down on him.
"Celestial Master of the Seven Nights!" The crowd bowed before the leader of the group respectfully. The leader nodded at them. He looked bestial and powerfully enigmatic. One couldn't guess how old he was.
"Who is he?" asked the Celestial Master of the Seven Nights, looking at Lin Feng indifferently.
"Celestial Master of the Seven Nights, he was just passing through. Surprisingly, he's been swimming in the black water for three days and he hasn't died," replied one of the emperors. The Celestial Master of the Seven Nights frowned in surprise. A cultivator of the Zun Qi layer had spent three days in the black water and wasn't dead? Did he have a special body, such as the Nine Netherworlds body or the King of Hell body?
Many other people appeared in the sky, all great emperors, and they bowed before the Celestial Master of the Seven Nights and greeted him, "Celestial Master of the Seven Nights!"
"Thank you for your hard work," said the Celestial Master of the Seven Nights, "You made great efforts to find the Nine Netherworlds. Do you know when it will erupt?"
"We've been waiting for a few months already. Its strength is getting more and more intense. The explosion should be imminent!" reported one of the great emperors. Lin Feng recognized him. It was the ancestor of the two young men he and his brother had killed!
"Alright," said the Celestial Master of the Seven Nights. He shook his hand and a black gourd appeared. When the great emperors saw that gourd, they were startled. The Celestial Master of the Seven Nights had brought the gourd, he was about to absorb the essence of the Nine Netherworlds.
What do the people of Jiu You's Government want to do? What mystery does this forbidden area hide?, wondered Lin Feng. They had just said that the Nine Netherworlds were going to explode, they probably meant the area under the black water.
The Celestial Master of the Seven Nights flitted over to the gigantic whirlpool of the forbidden area. He suddenly turned black, and the strength of the Nine Netherworlds started flowing throughout his body.
The Celestial Master of the Seven Nights took a deep breath, and disappeared into the gigantic whirlpool, where he started absorbing the strength of the Nine Netherworlds. The strong cultivators around were impressed.
"The Celestial Master of the Seven Nights' strength is powerful. He jumped right into the whirlpool!" Those watching were astonished. Lin Feng was still in the black water, but people didn't pay attention to him. In the eyes of the Celestial Master of the Seven Nights, Lin Feng was just passing through. The goal of the Celestial Master of the Seven Nights was the Nine Netherworlds!
The strong cultivators of Jiu You's Government waited patiently. Lin Feng was still in the black water and he was waiting as well. The death strength below was becoming more and more powerful. Lin Feng had the impression that he was dying.
Time passed and the black water whirlpool rotated faster and faster. More and more death strength emerged. Lin Feng couldn't handle it.
At that moment, someone's voice drew Lin Feng's attention. The Celestial Master of the Seven Nights suddenly rose up in the air at full speed, the whirlpool boiling beneath him. The powerful strength started exploding under him!
The black water started moving at immense speed. Lin Feng was bombarded by black waves as he kept staring at the celestial master. The black water was rising to the skies, it looked like a waterfall but upside-down. It was like the atmosphere was turning into the Nine Netherworlds!
PMG Chapter 1847
Chapter 1847: Hell
How powerful. The Nine Netherworlds were created that way? Is it the real Hell?, thought Lin Feng, studying the darkness. The fearsome darkness kept spreading through the air, and blotted out the sky. Lin Feng gazed into the distance as everything was covered by the darkness.
The waters moved faster and faster, and kept bombarding him.
Lin Feng finally rose up into the air. He could die under such powerful energies. At that moment, the black waters turned into a black ocean.
The Celestial Master of the Seven Nights was at the top of the inverted waterfall. His eyes were gleaming as he watched the Nine Netherworlds black water.
He waved his hand, and his Nine Netherworlds gourd became gigantic before it started absorbing the strength at full speed. The inverted waterfall flew straight into the gourd.
"Essence of the Nine Netherworlds!" The strong cultivator of Jiu You's Government were astonished. The gourd was absorbing the essence of the Nine Netherworlds!
The Nine Netherworlds gourd blotted out the sky. It contained a special kind of strength, as if it had were absorbing the earth and the sky.
Jiu You's Government came here to steal the Nine Netherworlds' black water!, thought Lin Feng, shivering. The water which flowed out of the whirlpool was powerful, raw essence strength. The Celestial Master of the Seven Nights was absorbing all its essence. The gourd he had was a Great Imperial Weapon. There was enough essence in the gourd to form a lake.
The source of the Nine Netherworlds continued being sucked into the gourd.
After a long time, the gourd had absorbed an incalculable amount of the Nine Netherworlds water. There were rumbles as the flow of water began to slow. Almost all of it was now inside the gourd.
The ground was shaking, the sky was rumbling. Lin Feng sensed that something was happening below him.
What's that?, thought Lin Feng. Lin Feng was shocked to see a building appear in the middle of the lake of the Nine Netherworlds. In front of him, a gigantic palace was rising. The black palace was dreadful and imposing, it looked like a palace from Hell!
The Celestial Master of the Seven Nights was startled too, and stared at it thoughtfully. The main gate of the palace opened itself. It was as if something or someone was waiting for them to go in.
"The entrance to Hell!" The Celestial Master of the Seven Nights was astonished. The legends were true. This was the entrance to Hell.
The entrance to Hell! Lin Feng was astonished, his heart started pounding. He blurted out, "Does Hell really exist?"
"Why wouldn't Hell exist?" said the Celestial Master of the Seven Night,s smiling at Lin Feng, "You want to go inside and see?"
Lin Feng's mouth twitched. What would Hell look like?
Lin Feng was very curious. However, what would happen if he went inside? Only dead people went to Hell, that's he had always heard in his previous life. Was it true, though? Maybe it was different. The cultivation world was strange. Cultivators could create worlds, so why couldn't they create Hell?
Lin Feng was still afraid to go to Hell. But he really wanted to see what was inside.
"You, go in," said the Celestial Emperor to Lin Feng. Lin Feng frowned and stared at the Celestial Master of the Seven Nights. Jiu You's Sage controlled Jiu You's Government. He was a Celestial Emperor, he could easily kill Lin Feng. Even with a Great Imperial Weapon, he couldn't do much against such a cultivator. He had no way to protect himself.
"Master, what does Hell look like?" asked Lin Feng, smiling at the Celestial Master of the Seven Nights.
"I've never been there," said the Celestial Master of the Seven Nights, shaking his head.
"Master, you want me to go in, but you will help me inside, right?" said Lin Feng.
However, the Celestial Master of the Seven Nights just shook his head and said, "I want to see if you can come back out alive."
"That's all? You want to use me to try?" smiled Lin Feng. The Celestial Master of the Seven Nights nodded. In his eyes, Lin Feng's life had no value at all. He was just curious and wanted to have some fun.
"I have no choice then," said Lin Feng, shrugging. The Celestial Master of the Seven Nights was watching him closely.
"Hell, I'm coming in. We'll see what 'Hell' can be!" shouted Lin Feng, crossing the main gate.
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Instantly, Lin Feng appeared in another place. Outside, everything was darkness. However, in front of Lin Feng, surprisingly, there was a long corridor with guards wearing armor and holding weapons. When they saw Lin Feng, they glanced at him, and then turned around as if they hadn't seen him.
Lin Feng turned around and noticed that the door was closed. Couldn't he get out anymore?
If he couldn't go out, he had to continue. Lin Feng walked through the corridor. Very quickly, he arrived at a broken bridge. The bridge wasn't long and was surrounded by fog. There was a woman in front of the bridge. She was holding a bowl with a brew inside and smiled at Lin Feng.
"Meng Po's brew?" Lin Feng was stupefied. He walked up to the broken bridge and looked at the old lady.
(Translator's Note: check this article for more information on Meng Po and Hell in Chinese mythology: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Meng_Po )
At that moment, the old lady gave the bowl to Lin Feng. Of course, the bowl didn't contain the waters of oblivion, it contained black water.
"Should I drink it?" asked Lin Feng. The old woman nodded. Lin Feng took the bowl and downed the black water before he gave her back the bowl.
"Welcome to Hell!" smiled the old lady. She took the bowl and indicated the way to Lin Feng.
"Ghost World!" Lin Feng frowned and continued walking on the broken bridge. He looked around at the fog, then back at the old woman. She nodded at him. Lin Feng continued walking and arrived at the end of the bridge. Since it was broken, the path stopped in the air. Lin Feng continued walking past the edge and didn't walk on the air, he let himself fall down.
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Lin Feng did a freefall for a short time, and landed roughly on the ground. He had the feeling that his bones were broken, but he scratched his head and stood up. He glanced around and smiled.
"Hell? Ghost World?" Lin Feng laughed. He knew where he was.
He had arrived in another world.
Hell, or the Ghost World, was just like the Continent of the Nine Clouds. It was just a name. Someday, Lin Feng's small world would become extremely powerful and at that time, if he wanted, he would be able to call it Hell or Ghost World, or whatever.
However, was this place in the great world or a small world?
People's cultivation levels here are extremely high. They're not weaker than people in the Holy City, thought Lin Feng glancing at the crowd. People's Qi was different and the buildings around had a different architecture. But people in here were cultivators, too.
But how can I go back?, thought Lin Feng scratching his head. He had a headache. The Nine Netherworlds were the entrance to another world. Since he could come in, it meant he could also leave. The problem was how?
Lin Feng walked forwards and glanced around. He needed to find a place where he would be able to get some pieces of information regarding this place.
Everywhere, the best places to find pieces of information were restaurants and hotels. Lin Feng quickly found a restaurant which was also a tea house. However, the water they used to make tea was black.
Lin Feng drank a cup of tea and sensed the death energy flow throughout his body. He knew that taste. He was drinking more black water!
Of course, the death Qi of this black water wasn't intense. The other people in the restaurant also drank black water, but they looked normal, it was a normal thing to do for them. It was just like tea in other worlds.
"Why do I have the feeling that this place is not connected to any other world?" muttered Lin Feng. This place was very strange. People here had their own drink, black water. Did it mean that they practiced death cultivation, and that they didn't die easily?
"Waitress!" shouted Lin Feng, calling the her over.
She ran towards him and smiled, "How may I help you?"
"I'd like to ask you something. Have you ever heard of the Continent of the Nine Clouds?" asked Lin Feng.
The waitress smiled, "I don't know if the Continent of the Nine Clouds exist or not. But I know that many years ago, I heard some people talk about strange things. They said that this world wasn't the only world, that there were other worlds. I don't know if it's true or not."
PMG Chapter 1848
Chapter 1848: Shrine
"Well, what would I do if I wanted to go to another world?" Lin Feng asked the waitress with a friendly smile. Many people turned around and looked at him. Was this guy insane? He was only a Zun cultivator. How could he go to another world?
"Dear guest, you're embarrassing me. You should go and ask the Ten Yama Kings of the Ten Yama Courts, and if they can't help you, then you should ask the Great Emperor of Hell. Why would you ask me? I have no idea," replied the waitress, shrugging and smiling, "Do you want to eat anything, dear guest?"
Lin Feng took out a low-level imperial weapon, it was golden and dazzling. He said to the waitress, "Bring me something to eat. If you answer some more questions, I'll give you this thing."
"Dear guest, that weapon is very strange." said the waitress staring at the imperial weapon.
It must be gold cosmic energy, but it's different. Something is missing from it, thought people in the restaurant, studying Lin Feng's imperial weapon. Someone stood up and walked over to Lin Feng. That person stretched out their hand and released gold cosmic energies. Their cosmic energies contained Hell strength!
Lin Feng was startled. Cosmic energies here were different!
In this world, cosmic energies are different from cosmic energies in the Continent of the Nine Clouds. It's just like me, my cosmic energies are different in the Continent of the Nine Clouds. But here, the difference between their cosmic energies and those in the Continent of the Nine Clouds is clear and distinct. In the Continent of the Nine Clouds, apart from me, nobody can sense that my cosmic energies are different.
Lin Feng shivered. Could this world be another great world?
If that was the case, it meant that the world in his spirit could also become a great world!
Small worlds were created by people, what about great worlds? If a great world emerged in Lin Feng's spirit, then he would be the creator.
Lin Feng had created the world in his spirit.
He was stunned. That was another great mystery, a mystery of life!
Maybe the whole world was made of small worlds, the real worlds of cultivation.
"Where does your Hellish weapon come from?" the strong cultivator to Lin Feng. He sensed that that imperial weapon contained mysteriously different cosmic energies.
"I picked it up," Lin Feng replied calmly. He smiled at the waitress, "Waitress, do you know who the strongest person in Hell is?"
"Dear guest, you're joking. The strongest person in Hell is the almighty God of Hell, of course," said the waitress naturally. The God of Hell was the god of that world. Even though nobody had ever seen him, they all believed he had created the world.
"Have you ever seen him?" asked Lin Feng naturally.
"I don't know anyone who has ever seen him," said the waitress, smiling and shaking her head.
"Do you know where he practices cultivation?" said Lin Feng.
"In the Hell Shrine, I guess!" smiled the waitress. Lin Feng frowned. Hell Shrine? A shrine?
The God of Hell was the creator of this world and he also had a shrine, which meant that the Hell Shrine was probably the most powerful group in this world.
"Who are you?" asked the strong cultivator, staring at Lin Feng. His eyes were pitch-black. Lin Feng's questions were unusual. He was a Hell Zun cultivator, how could he not know about those things and why did he ask strange questions? The emperor found Lin Feng suspicious. He had a Hell weapon with different cosmic energies, and he asked strange and complex questions.
This guy was strange.
Everybody in the restaurant was staring at Lin Feng. They also thought that he was strange.
Lin Feng drank some black water and put his glass back on the table. He raised his head and looked back at the man. He suddenly said coolly, "If I told you I were from another world, would you believe me?"
The teapot the waitress was holding in her hand exploded. Everybody stopped talking and stared at him. From another world?
"What world?" asked the emperor.
"The Continent of the Nine Clouds!" replied Lin Feng. Everybody stared at him. The Continent of the Nine Clouds? Another world?
Lin Feng stretched his hand and golden lights twinkled. He released empty space cosmic energy. He raised his hand and smiled wryly. He mused, I thought I would be able to be cleansed by more Kalpa strength.
"Cosmic strength, but you're a Zun cultivator. On top of that, surprisingly, you control cosmic energies better than ordinary Hell emperors," noted the emperor, staring at Lin Feng. He was surprised.
"I come from another world. Maybe you don't receive cosmic energies the same way we do," smiled Lin Feng. People slowly started to believe him. He really came from another world!
"Everybody, do you know how I could go back to my own world?" asked Lin Feng. After all, he was from another world. People in there had no reason to attack him.
"We're in one of the ten main cities of Hell, the Great Imperial Song City. Even though I don't know how you came here, if you want to go back, I'll think you'll need to find the leader of the city, Great Emperor Song. He's one of the city leaders. Maybe he knows about the mysteries of this world. But you're just a small Hell Zun cultivator or small Hell Emperor, you will never be able to meet Great Emperor Song," spoke up an emperor next to Lin Feng.
Apart from the leaders of the ten main cities of Hell, they knew that there were the Ten Yama Kings' courts which ruled over Hell. They had also guessed that there were other worlds, but now Lin Feng was confirming it!
"The Great Imperial Song City!" repeated Lin Feng. One of the ten main cities of Hell, how strong was Great Emperor Song? With his cultivation level, he wouldn't be able to meet such a cultivator.
"My name is Zhang Heng, and yours?" asked the emperor sitting down at Lin Feng's table. Lin Feng didn't mind. The cultivator was curious about him. He wanted to know what the Continent of the Nine Clouds looked like.
"Lin Feng."
"Lin Feng, Great Emperor Song has a great army. If you want to meet Great Emperor Song, you might consider becoming one of his soldiers," Zhang Heng said to Lin Feng, "But those troops are powerfully strong, almost invincible. If you want to become one of their members, it will be very difficult. I want to go to the Great Imperial Song City to try and become one. I don't have much hope, though," Zhang Heng said to him. Lin Feng actually needed people's help, otherwise, he wouldn't be able to do anything in Hell.
"What do you mean by invincible?" Lin Feng asked him.
"Great Emperor Song's army is composed of the most heroic fighters. Everyday there are battles, and to become a member of Great Emperor Song's troops, you must win a hundred times without losing!" Zhang Heng explained to Lin Feng.
"People who can win a hundred times without losing must be incredible warriors, are they willing to become soldiers?" asked Lin Feng. Many people looked at him strangely, so Lin Feng understood that he had said something wrong.
"Lin Feng, you're from another world, you don't understand how powerful the armies of the main cities are. Hell only has ten main cities, and their ten leaders are powerful cultivators, they control all the resources of Hell. You have to become a member of the army if you want to have access to those resources. That's also the only way for you to become truly strong," Zhang Heng explained to him.
Lin Feng nodded. Hell was another world, it was different from the Continent of the Nine Clouds.
"But there are only ten cities in Hell and there are battles everyday, where do all those fighters come from?" asked Lin Feng. He was curious.
Zhang Heng smiled wryly, "If you knew how many people there are in the ten main cities, you wouldn't ask. Besides, new strong cultivators appear every day in Hell. Strong cultivators aren't lacking."
"Maybe Hell and the world I come from are really completely different," smiled Lin Feng.
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At that moment, in the Continent of the Nine Clouds, outside of the forbidden area of Jiu You, someone wearing white clothes opened their eyes. Their gaze was filled with sharp lights. That person stared at the forbidden area. If the Celestial Master of the Seven Nights had been there, he would have been astonished, because that person was Lin Feng, who had gone into Hell!
"My real body went to Hell, I don't know when I'll be able to come out. It seems that everything is strange in the greater world. I need to control my real body now though," murmured Lin Feng. His eyes were twinkling. "The problem is now that I have left my body, I only have one third of my strength, and there are many kinds of strength I can't use. I have to be very careful or my physical body will get injured."
Then, Lin Feng's clone's silhouette flickered. He left that place and headed to Ba Huang!
PMG Chapter 1849
Chapter 1849: Famous Methods
The Three Lives Scriptures were strange. They were similar to the Celestial Evolution Holy Scriptures, as they weren't used to increase one's cultivation level. They represented a kind of cultivation unique to themselves.
The Celestial Evolution Holy Scriptures were used to make things change and evolve. They also allowed cultivators to imitate others.
The Three Lives Scriptures were strange, too. They allowed a cultivator to clone themselves. The number three was just an example, it could be much higher.
In the Continent of the Nine Clouds, people all knew the name of the Three Lives Scriptures. However, few people had obtained them. Most people didn't even know what cultivators could really do with them. According to legends, a cultivator who had the Three Lives Scriptures could divide into three: his real physical body, a Buddha, and a Demon. Legends also said that those three bodies could live autonomous lives, they were three different people and not one person anymore.
Of course, nobody knew the real details. Some people said that the Three Lives Great Emperor hadn't stopped after three bodies, maybe he had a fourth or a fifth body, too!
Even though those bodies could live independently from one another, they were also interconnected. So, if one body studied or practiced cultivation, then the other bodies also benefited from it. Of course, that was a very efficient way of becoming stronger.
Therefore, the Three Lives Great Emperor was a powerful cultivator. Everybody knew that.
Empress Xi had also studied the Three Lives Scriptures. Lin Feng had also seen her use the strange powers related to them. The Three Lives Scriptures didn't only contain methods to divide into several bodies, they also allowed cultivators to transform.
Body transformation techniques were rare in the cultivation world, but they were usually extremely powerful. Usually, when cultivators divided into several bodies, they had less strength to fight. If a cultivator was extremely strong, they could be almost as strong as their first physical body, but there were still restrictions.
The cloning power granted by the Three Lives Scriptures worked in the same way as mitosis. Each time, a body divided into three, and then they could divide into three again.
The most rudimentary way of cloning oneself was to use the soul embryo, but that way, the bodies didn't have much strength, and the clones' evolution depended on their cultivation. That was what Lin Feng did. He could divide into several bodies and his strength was also divided. However, his clones were also interdependent, they couldn't live entirely on their own.
Only those who understood the technique at a high level could practice cultivation on their own and evolve in the form of several clones. When cultivators were extremely strong, if one of their clones died, it was a big loss, but didn't influence their original body. Lin Feng hadn't reached that level though. If one of his clones died, his physical body would be badly injured.
Lin Feng perfectly understood that. He was now going back to Ba Huang to see Xiao Chen. Then, he would also need to find Hu Yue and Mu Lin Xue, they were were waiting for him in Jiange. At the same time, he needed to tell Jiange's people to officially take control over the small world. The passage between Ba Huang and the small world was already open, and anyone could go in and out. Additionally, the passage between the great world and the small world was already under Tiantai's control.
When the news spread throughout Ba Huang, people were stupefied. Tiantai had already started rising in the great world, and some people even realized that the legendary passage between the small world and the great world was open. They were free to enter and exit the small world as they wished. Many people even started heading to the great world to travel.
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In Hell, in the Great Imperial Song City, in the battlefield outside of the city…
There were many people gathered here, some arriving and some leaving constantly.
In the northern part of the battlefield, there were bleachers and in the middle of the bleachers, there was a gate, the first city gate of the Great Imperial Song City.
Among the Ten Yama Courts' kings, everybody knew that Great Emperor Song was the one who loved fighting the most. Battles were incredible in the Great Imperial Song City, and those who stood out quickly drew his attention.
Hell and the Continent of the Nine Clouds were different. In the Continent of the Nine Clouds, there were all sorts of powerful groups. In Hell, the Ten Yama Courts were symbols, and the strongest groups of Hell. The strongest cultivators were also in the ten main cities.
At that moment, in the bleachers, many people were watching the battles. All the fighters were incredible.
"That guy is one of the leaders of Hell, he controls Kalasutra strength. The girl next to him is his daughter, the Kalasutra Princess. And the young man there is one of Great Emperor Song's descendants," someone pointed out. Many people were startled. One of the leaders of Hell had come to watch battles? Maybe some incredible fighters were going to appear!
No wonder he's one of the leaders, he looks incredible. His daughter or even Great Emperor Song's descendants all look extraordinary and extremely strong, thought the crowd. Having the opportunity to be selected as one of the leaders of Hell was incredible, one had to be extremely strong, able to oppress everyone in Hell. They could be chosen from anywhere in Hell, but they had to be Celestial Emperors at the least.
Zhang Heng and Lin Feng were also in the bleachers watching the battles. Zhang Heng looked at the man who controlled Kalasutra strength and said, "That guy wields Kalasutra strength, and he controls one territory of Hell as an Minister. He's very powerful. Great Emperor Song grants people such privileges in the Great Imperial Song City. Most people who become Ministers come from those battle stages."
Lin Feng nodded. In the jargon of the Continent of the Nine Clouds, those parts of Hell controlled by people were maybe like small worlds, so if one could control a small world in Hell, then one had lots of advantages and access to many different resources.
People in Hell seemed more straightforward than back home, too.
"Zhang Heng, there are so many battle stages and I'm only a low-level Hell emperor, but even if a low-level Hell emperor wins a hundred battles without losing, can they really draw Great Emperor Song's attention? I think that it must be difficult to draw his attention," mused Lin Feng. There were many people fighting everywhere, on different battle stages for different levels. For each cultivation level, there were eighty battle stages, which meant that there were eighty battle stages for low-level emperors.
"Of course, Great Emperor Song is only one of the Ten Yama Courts' kings. To draw his attention, you must be extremely strong. Even though it's difficult to win a hundred battles without losing, it's also only to become a member of the army. If you want to draw his attention, you must also be a heroic member of the army!" Zhang Heng told Lin Feng, "Of course, there's a shortcut which can help you stand out on the battle stage."
"What shortcut?" asked Lin Feng.
"If you do all your battles one after the other quickly, or if you challenge someone who already has lots of victories, then it can help," said Zhang Heng. "Each time you complete ten battles, you can choose to have a rest, or you can choose to continue fighting on the second day. Your opponents have to be stronger and stronger. If you can complete all your battles one after the other quickly, very strong people will come and fight against you. If you can really complete a hundred battles without losing, then you'll amaze everyone!" laughed Zhang Heng. "But a hundred battles without losing and without resting is something difficult to achieve. Don't try that, you will have many chances to lose if you do. After all, the chances to win are smaller as you progress in the battles, especially since your opponents become stronger and stronger."
"Your solution is not bad," said Lin Feng calmly.
Zhang Heng looked at Lin Feng strangely and smiled, "Do you want to try that?"
"I'm thinking about it!" nodded Lin Feng.
Zhang Heng laughed and said, "Alright, I can't wait to see how strong you are. I will fight on a different battle stage and we will see who's stronger!"
While talking, they also looked for a battle stage which corresponded to their level. Lin Feng didn't go up on one immediately, he first watched some battles. Many people in Hell controlled death cosmic energy. After all, they drank black water everyday, the circumstances were perfect. However, controlling death cosmic energy wasn't very useful for them since they were all resistant to it, as well.
However, if an army from Hell went to the Continent of the Nine Clouds, they would be able to annihilate many people.
No wonder this place was called Hell. Even if they controlled other types of cosmic energies, their cosmic energies always contained death cosmic energy. It was a natural talent they had.
PMG Chapter 1850
Chapter 1850: Hei Lao
The Kalasutra Minister was one of the leaders of Hell. He was watching the high-level Hell emperors' battles. Even though the Great Emperors of Hell organized the battles, he used them to recruit army members. There was no battle stage for great emperors. At that level, Great Emperor Song could grant them a position if they desired one.
If they were strong, they could obtain a high position. If they were ordinary great emperors, then they had to go through the same painstaking procedure.
Therefore, high-level emperors were the highest-level contestants.
The young man and the young woman next to Minister Kalasutra watched the other battle stages. Minister Kalasutra's daughter was a low-level emperor, and Great Emperor Song's descendant was a medium-level emperor. His name was Wang Zhuo. He was one of Great Emperor Song's direct descendants, and had already fought on the battle stage. He had won a hundred battles without losing and without having a rest, a testament to his strength. When he was still a low-level Hell emperor, medium-level Hell emperors already feared him, not because of his social status, but because of his strength.
Great Emperor Song loved war, and he loved people who were strong. If his children weren't strong, he didn't care about them. Great Emperor Song was very old, and had many descendants. There was a fierce competition between them, and they relied solely on strength to climb up the hierarchy.
"Wang Zhuo, how many people do you think will win a hundred battles without losing? Is the person you mentioned already on stage?" asked Minister Kalasutra. He wasn't dark at all, he was very pale, as if he had never been exposed to the sun. However, it was said that the Kalasutra Hell was a powerful place filled with fire. The fact that Minister Kalasutra was so pale was very strange.
He wasn't the only one. His daughter Qin Yao was also very white, even paler, but she wasn't ugly. She was considered extremely beautiful, especially her eyes. People didn't dare look at her eyes.
"Minister, look at him," said Wang Zhuo pointing at someone. That person was very tall, he looked stupid, but on the battle stage, he looked powerful.
"How strong! Is he agile, though? He's a bit tall," observed Minister Kalasutra with a laught, but he knew it wasn't true. He wasn't fast, but it seemed difficult to escape from him because he immediately overwhelmed his opponents.
Wang Zhuo smiled, "His name is Hei Lao. When he attacks, people are like in a cage. No matter how fast you are, it's useless against him because he will imprison you in a cage as hard as a dungeon. He's only a low-level Hell emperor, but today he will probably win a hundred battles without losing. If you like him, he can join Kalasutra Hell," said Wang Zhuo confidently. Hei Lao controlled death, weight, and empty space cosmic energies. He looked stupid but he wasn't. In fact, he was very smart. His empty space and weight cosmic energies fusion was perfect, he could make cages out of them. Therefore, he was very famous. Becoming famous in the Great Imperial Song City wasn't easy, but Hei Lao was famous.
"Of course, if Princess Qin Yao challenges him, then Hei Lao won't be able to get a hundred victories!" said Wang Zhuo, laughing and glancing at Qin Yao. He said that because he wanted Minister Kalasutra and Qin Yao to like him. He was very strong, but he was also very polite. People liked compliments, so he didn't hesitate to dish them out.
Lin Feng also noticed Hei Lao and stared at him. That guy's cosmic energies fusions were indeed perfect. Lin Feng started thinking, imagining what it would be like to fight against him. He considered using earth and empty space energies to attack Hei Lao.
On the battle stage, Wang Zhuo pointed at a medium-level Hell emperor who had just jumped onto the battle stage. He was wearing black clothes and wielding a sword, and didn't look like Hei Lao at all. He was sturdy, with a grey face and eyes. He also looked expressionless, as he was blind.
"That cultivator is a sword cultivator, his name is Jian Mang, he's blind, very dangerous and precise, though. In the Great Imperial Song City, many strong Hell emperors are afraid of him," Wang Zhuo laughed. "He can definitely win a hundred times on the battle stage of the medium-level Hell emperors," said Wang Zhuo confidently, as if he were talking about himself.
Jian Mang was really strong. His sword skills were powerful.
"People who are blind are even better sword cultivators because their sword is like their eyes," said Minister Kalasutra when he heard Wang Zhuo.
"Minister, look in front of us," said Wang Zhuo, pointing at someone who was seated lower in the bleachers. There were pavilions filled with people. The people who were seated there had won a hundred times. Twenty pavilions were filled with people!
"I know. Those people have all won a hundred battles," smiled Minister Kalasutra.
Wang Zhuo nodded, "They are already members of army now. However, they're still here. Minister, you probably know the reason. They want to become even more famous. They want to defeat other strong cultivators who have won a hundred times. That way, they will be even more famous and they will have privileges in the government."
"I've heard that if you defeated nine champions, you could obtain privileges. That's not easy," said Minister Kalasutra, smiling easily. He didn't look like a leader from Hell.
"They must also agree on a date, otherwise, seeing ten champions together on the same day is almost impossible," Qin Yao smiled. She looked at Wang Zhuo and said, "Therefore, you made my dad and me come today."
"My boy, you have given much thought to the matter," Minister Kalasutra smiled.
"I've heard that Princess Qin Yao wanted to become a member of our government. Princess, you can shine today," said Wang Zhuo smiling and nodding at Qin Yao.
Qin Yao smiled back, looking even more beautiful. Wang Zhuo was convinced that she could defeat nine other champions. She was very happy.
In the Great Imperial Song City, even an Minister's daughter had to respect the rules. She had to rely on strength to obtain privileges.
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Down in the bleachers, many young men looked sharp and ready to fight. They already knew that the Minister's daughter was there to fight against them. It wouldn't be easy.
Hei Lao is going to get his hundred victories. It's his last battle. I wonder who will dare come and fight against him, thought many people. At that moment, someone jumped onto the battle stage. It was a handsome young man in white clothes. Everybody was astonished, not because he looked extremely strong, but because he looked like a Hell Zun cultivator.
"Show me your real cultivation level!" challenged someone, rising up in the air to face Lin Feng. Even though people were free on battle stages, there were still rules. Otherwise, the battles would have been totally chaotic. Lin Feng was a Hell Zun cultivator, but maybe he was hiding his cultivation level.
Lin Feng nodded and released cosmic strength. When that person sensed Lin Feng's energies, he nodded, "Low-level emperor, fine, you can fight!" He went back into the crowd.
"This person is strange," observed Minister Kalasutra, looking at Lin Feng. He didn't understand. Lin Feng was using a technique to hide his cultivation level, and even the Minister couldn't see his real cultivation level.
"Even though he's using a powerful technique to hide his cultivation level, he can't defeat Hei Lao!" proclaimed Wang Zhuo. At the same time, Hei Lao jumped like a demon and thunder rang out.
Hei Lao raised his gigantic hand, which looked as big as a praying mat. He used the same technique to fight against Lin Feng as he had used against everyone else. No low-level emperor could resist him.
"The battle is over!" said Wang Zhuo, smiling confidently. Hei Lao's hand came crushing down… until suddenly, he sensed a powerful strength coming at him. A cage appeared around him… he was imprisoned!
"Hei Lao's own attack!" The crowd was stunned. Hei Lao was imprisoned! The young man destroyed Hei Lao's attack explosively and moved so fast he couldn't be seen, before punching out in Hei Lao's direction.
Explosive impacts shook the air, and Hei Lao was pounded relentlessly. Surprisingly, Hei Lao started reeling, the young man in front of him was so slim, but was as motionless as a mountain.
Wang Zhuo's confidence immediately disappeared from his face, unable to hide his astonishment.
PMG Chapter 1851
Chapter 1851: Blue Uptala Lotus and Hellfire
Wang Zhuo wasn't the only one who was stunned, as everybody else around was astonished too. Lin Feng looked ordinary, but he had managed to defeat Hei Lao, that definitely wasn't normal! He had even used the same method as Hei Lao!
Hei Lao was extremely strong, and an expert at using earth energies. It even seemed that his body was made of cosmic energies. On the battle stage, nobody had been able to withstand a single attack from him. However, Lin Feng had attacked him and pushed him to the edge of the battle stage.
Hei Lao raised his head and stared at Lin Feng. He didn't understand, how had Lin Feng used the same strength as he had? Hei Lao had created his own attack using some kind of evolution spell as well, so how could Lin Feng imitate him and carry out a more powerful attack than his own? Only Lin Feng knew that he had used pure strength.
"You also control death, earth, and empty space cosmic energies?" Hei Lao asked Lin Feng, narrowing his eyes.
"Indeed," answered Lin Feng, nodding and releasing the three sorts of cosmic energies.
"What spell did you use just now?" Hei Lao pressed.
"I don't know," said Lin Feng, shaking his head. "I learned the spell from you."
When Hei Lao heard Lin Feng, he was dumbfounded. He turned around and left the battle stage. Someone had learned his spell that quickly, and that guy's physical strength was greater than his own. Hei Lao looked stupid, but he was a fast learner, not stupid. He knew that Lin Feng was stronger than him, so he simply left.
"You're not always right," said Qin Yao, smiling at Wang Zhuo.
Wang Zhuo just smiled wryly. "I often make mistakes. There are many strong cultivators in the Great Imperial Song City. I hadn't thought that someone stronger than Hei Lao would show up today. This guy is a real genius if he defeated Hei Lao. He must have the strength of a medium-level Hell emperor already."
"How curious. Did he learn that spell from Hei Lao?" asked Minister Kalasutra. If Lin Feng hadn't lied, he had incredible comprehensive ability. He had just watched Hei Lao for a little while, and had learned his spell? That was incredible!
In the bleachers, there was someone with a white fan, and each time he shook it, snowflakes appeared. He watched Lin Feng with a smile. "Do you think this guy can get a hundred victories?"
"He imitated Hei Lao's spell and overpowered him with strength. Maybe he can get a hundred victories," said someone else in a pavilion.
Someone else wearing linen clothes smiled. That person looked like a poor and pedantic scholar, however, nobody underestimated him. His name was Prince Mayi. Everybody knew about him. His inescapable net spell was enigmatic, and could kill people quickly.
(Translator's Note: Mayi also refers to a mourning garment made of hemp).
"Not necessarily. He will also have to face some very strong opponents. I've heard that the Prince of the Six Abysses has come to participate to the battles. If that's the case, I'm sure he'll get a hundred victories. So we'll see if he manages to win a hundred times," said the smiling young man with the fan.
"Prince of the Six Abysses?" The people in the pavilion were shocked. One of them said, "If he comes, it's going to get interesting. He's maybe as strong as us!"
People who managed to get a hundred victories were all extraordinary.
"They're all very self-confident," observed Minister Kalasutra approvingly, looking at the young people in the pavilions.
"If someone manages to win a hundred times in a streak, they are qualified enough to be self-confident," replied Wang Zhuo earnestly. He sounded as self-confident as before. Even if he had made a mistake about Hei Lao, each time he talked, it was as if fate depended on his beliefs.
Minister Kalasutra understood that Wang Zhuo was self-confident, but he was also right, a hundred victories in a row was really incredible, and people who managed to do that were qualified to be self-confident, indeed. Besides, Wang Zhuo himself had defeated a hundred people in a row without having a rest. He had even defeated famous people. Therefore, he had the right to be self-confident, too! Especially with Great Emperor Song's blood flowing in his veins…
Hei Lao and Lin Feng had battled, so he had seen how strong Lin Feng was. However, there would probably be other people who wouldn't believe that Lin Feng was stronger. Therefore, more people stepped onto Lin Feng's battle stage.
However, they quickly realized that Lin Feng hadn't won against Hei Lao accidentally, he really was astonishingly strong. Each time someone stepped onto his battle stage, Lin Feng punched them and defeated them. Most of them were hurled off the battle stage. Lin Feng got his first ten victories very easily and seemed relaxed.
Ten victories. He's strong, but does he know how to do anything else? Besides, is he that familiar with the spell cage spell he imitated from Hei Lao?, thought the observers. At that moment, someone who looked like a gigantic goose flapped his wings and remained suspended above the battle stage, releasing cosmic energies. He had golden eyes that were staring at Lin Feng.
Suddenly, he disappeared. Lin Feng sensed a powerful and sharp Qi moving towards him. The gigantic and powerful goose charged towards Lin Feng. Lin Feng raised his fist as he vanished into the wind. It was the same old punch. However, his speed was even more higher, as he used wind cosmic energies. Everybody saw how strong the goose was. That guy wasn't going to use cosmic energies against Lin Feng.
"Imprison!" said Lin Feng. A cage appeared, but Lin Feng's cage wasn't as perfect as Hei Lao's. That cage immediately broke when the goose attacked it. But Lin Feng could see the goose moving clearly, and his fist homed in on it as he stared at the goose's golden eyes. The goose suddenly couldn't move anymore, and had the sensation that his spirit was going to be destroyed.
"Even though he's not as familiar with the cage as Hei Lao, he is strong enough to use it in a battle against his opponents," observed Wang Zhuo calmly. He sounded trustworthy and credible.
Everybody realized that Lin Feng was different and abnormally strong. He had defeated Hei Lao, and now he had also defeated the goose. When Lin Feng won sixty times, fewer and fewer people seemed willing to go up onto the battle stage. Lin Feng was calmly standing there, he didn't look tired at all.
He had easily won sixty matches!
Zhang Heng was on another battle stage and the battles weren't so easy for him. He had just won forty times in a row, and he looked exhausted.
In the bleachers, four people appeared, two in front, two behind them.
In the front were a middle-aged man and a young woman. Minister Kalasutra's skin was extremely white, but that middle-aged man was even whiter, like snow. He looked like he was sick. However, considering where he was standing, he couldn't possibly be ill.
The young woman was even whiter, but still extremely beautiful. She was much better looking than the man.
"Minister Uptala!" Wang Zhuo stood up and greeted the newcomers politely. He nodded and smiled at Minister Uptala and the young woman next to him, and then quickly looked away. Wang Zhuo knew that with women, if you didn't look at them, they thought you were impolite, and if you looked at them a bit too long, then they thought you wanted to sleep with them. Therefore, the best way was to try and not overdo things.
"Uptala, you're here too!" Minister Kalasutra replied with a smile. They were both leaders in Hell, Minister Uptala controlled Uptala Hell. They were both high officials of the Ten Yama Courts.
"I've heard that many things were going to happen," said Minister Uptala smiling and sitting down next to them. "Qin Yao, my girl, you're here. I came at the right time!"
"Let's watch together!" proposed Minister Kalasutra smiling and pointing at one of the battle stages. It was Lin Feng's battle stage. "That little boy is quite strong. Nobody can defeat him. He's won sixty-two battles already and he hasn't rested at all. Uptala, you think he will make a hundred times?"
"Let's watch and see!" replied Minister Uptala. He continued watching as Lin Feng continued winning.
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"A hundred victories won't be a problem for him," Uptala said to Minister Kalasutra.
"What if he doesn't?" replied Minister Kalasutra sharply.
Minister Uptala glanced at Qin Yao. He perfectly understood what Minister Kalasutra meant. The other also thought Lin Feng could win a hundred times, but he wouldn't let him.
"If he doesn't, I'll offer Qin Yao a blue Uptala lotus!" replied Minister Uptala with a smile. "But what if he does win a hundred times?"
"Uptala!" protested Minister Kalasutra. Since Minister Uptala said he'd offer a blue Uptala lotus to Qin Yao, he couldn't miss this opportunity. "If he doesn't, I'll offer some Hellfire to your daughter!" countered Minister Kalasutra swiftly.