GBP Chapter 155 The Crowd Returns to Fengdu City
Chapter 155 The Crowd Returns to Fengdu City
"Master, we need to go to Fengdu City first, then to the Heavenly Court. If there's nothing going on at the headquarters, we'll go there last."
"Go ahead and go, what could possibly happen at headquarters!"
The Master smiled and let them pass, then waved goodbye to the group.
After the Emperor of Fengdu arrived in the Great Xia Dynasty, returning to Fengdu was merely a matter of a single thought.
So, in the blink of an eye, everyone arrived at the gates of Fengdu City.
To enter the terrifying city of Fengdu, one must first pass through two towering, majestic city gates. These two gates stand silently like two giants, witnessing the coming and going of countless souls.
On either side of the city gate, a lamp hangs high in the air. One lamp shines brightly, like a brilliant star in the daytime, illuminating the road ahead; the other is dim and gloomy, its faint flame seemingly about to be swallowed by the darkness, like a will-o'-the-wisp in the depths of the underworld. These two lamps, one bright and one dim, perfectly symbolize the yin and yang of the world, blurring the boundary between life and death.
After successfully passing through the second city gate, the group was greeted by ten Yama Palaces arranged in a row. These palaces were solemn and imposing, each exuding a chilling aura. Before each palace stood rows of fully armed ghost soldiers, wielding sharp weapons and expressionless, guarding this mysterious and unpredictable territory. Anyone who dared to trespass would be severely punished.
"This place has recovered a lot since the last time I came here."
"Greetings, Your Majesty..."
After all the ghost soldiers and demons saw who had entered, they all knelt down in a panic, and no one dared to raise their heads or look directly at the newcomer.
The architecture within Fengdu City is unique and magnificent, its height reaching into the clouds, giving one the illusion of being able to touch the stars and the moon. However, when you look up, you will find that those tall buildings and palaces seem to have no end, so deep that they inspire fear and helplessness.
The city's buildings are mostly magnificent skyscrapers and ornate palaces, their imposing presence breathtaking. However, lacking sunlight, the entire city relies solely on lanterns hanging throughout for illumination. The flickering red and green light from these lanterns adds to the already eerie atmosphere, creating an even more sinister ambiance.
Fengdu City is not merely a stopover in the underworld; it is a crucial juncture connecting life and death. Here, the souls of the dead are judged, beginning in the First Court, where their good and evil deeds in life are laid bare under the impartial judgment of King Yama. Depending on the outcome of the judgment, some souls are cast into hell to suffer, while others pass through smoothly and ultimately complete their reincarnation in the Tenth Court, embarking on a new journey in life.
"Your Majesty, this is the Judge's Pen I borrowed. Use this pen to write down the names of those who died in battle. If their lingering souls remain in the underworld, this pen will lead us to find them."
As Ling Yunxiao spoke, he took out the Judge's Pen, handed it to the Emperor of Fengdu, and continued to look around. Indeed, many changes had taken place here compared to before. If the Underworld could be completely rebuilt and restored to normal operation, the human world would be spared many calamities.
After receiving the judge's pen, the Emperor of Fengdu was about to put pen to paper on his desk when he suddenly remembered something and looked up at Ling Yunxiao.
"Young friend Ling, may I ask from whom you borrowed this Judge's Pen?"
“The Underworld Law Office, Cui Jue.”
Ling Yunxiao understood the Fengdu Emperor's intentions and, without any intention of concealing anything, quickly answered.
After nodding his thanks, the Emperor of Fengdu wrote down Cui Jue's name first.
Soon, the names of more than thirty people appeared on the paper. Only then did everyone belatedly realize that compared to the gods of Heaven who had turned into stone pillars, the people of the Underworld had suffered an even more tragic fate; they had all died in battle.
The entire city of Fengdu, the Imperial Palace, the Bodhisattva Palace, the Five Ghost Emperors, the Six Heavens of Luofeng, the Ten Kings of Hell, the Four Judges, the Department of Reincarnation, the Department of the Underworld, the Ten Underworld Marshals...
Including the Emperor of Fengdu, only a handful of people entered the cycle of reincarnation. The rest all died and their souls were scattered while protecting the Great Xia Dynasty.
After taking a deep breath, Ling Yunxiao bowed deeply to the Emperor of Fengdu. Yang Jian, Nezha, and the others also drew their weapons and bowed deeply towards the Ten Palaces.
After writing these names down, the Emperor of Fengdu fell into deep thought as he looked at them.
As he reminisced about the past, the judge's pen soared into the air and sped off in one direction.
At this moment, everyone disregarded their grief and hurriedly chased after them.
An hour later, 31 items from various parts of the underworld were placed in front of everyone.
Among them were a broken half of the judge's pen, the palace gate of Luofeng Six Heavens, a broken bowl, and a piece of iron chain...
As everyone looked at these objects, it was as if they could see the fierce battle of yesteryear, and for a moment, the space fell silent. Their minds involuntarily conjured images of their valiant fight and their tragic deaths.
"Your Majesty, Yunxiao clearly has the power to revive these people, so why do we still feel grief and sorrow? Shouldn't we be overjoyed that they can return?"
When Wu Tongxuan said this, he still had a smile on his face, showing no trace of sadness.
"Perhaps it was the deep-seated obsession they left behind before their deaths that affected our emotions. I never imagined that you, though not yet a god, could maintain your true self more easily than we could."
The Emperor of Fengdu sighed. He knew that this tragic emotion was inappropriate, but he dared not make any move, for fear of disturbing the remaining souls of the crowd.
Ling Yunxiao raised his eyes and chuckled lightly, completely unaffected. After all, he was a man who had never even had the chance to hear Cthulhu's whispers, so how could he be affected by a remnant soul?
"Your Majesty, you're overthinking it. He simply can't sense these tragic emotions because his cultivation level is too low and his spiritual power isn't strong enough."
After Ling Yunxiao bluntly exposed Wu Tongxuan's deception, he opened his palms, revealing a book and a pen in his hands. Now that everyone had become gods, they could naturally see the book and pen in Ling Yunxiao's hands.
So everyone quieted down and looked at Ling Yunxiao with expectant eyes.
"To revive one remnant soul in the Underworld, it requires 220 million points of Reincarnation Power. There are a total of 31 remnant souls here. Do you want to consume 6820 million points of Reincarnation Power to revive them?"
Ling Yunxiao cursed the unscrupulous merchant under his breath, but still chose to revive without hesitation.
He saved up so much reincarnation power just for this moment, so that he could save more people! Or was it just to make that string of numbers look longer and better?
With Ling Yunxiao's confirmation, the balance of the power of reincarnation on the Book of Humans became 8984 million points.
A golden beam of light suddenly shone in the dark underworld, enveloping the objects on the ground that carried remnant souls. One by one, the familiar phantoms of souls of the Fengdu Emperor were gradually repaired, and the expressions on their faces changed from slumber to awakening, and their eyes gradually regained their luster from dullness.
"call……"
After Cui Jue's body was born within the golden pillar of light, his soul returned to his body first, and then he descended.
Immediately, all thirty-one people landed. After seeing everything around them, they all looked at the Emperor of Fengdu. Some clasped their hands in greeting, while others knelt in worship.
"Greetings, Your Majesty. It has been many years. How have you been?"
"They're back, they're all back. Hahaha... That's great, you're all back!"
The Emperor of Fengdu personally helped everyone up. At this moment, he was as excited as an old father who had not seen his children for many years, and there was no trace of his usual dignified appearance.