𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟑: 𝐈𝐧𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐄𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐏𝐮𝐥𝐬𝐞
“Lord Yama, what’s the matter with you?” Horse Face used two hooves to help Yama, who had fallen to the ground, back to his feet.
“We should be celebrating Meng Chuan’s cycle of reincarnation. Why do you look like this?”
Yama’s legs were shaky. Upon hearing the name Meng Chuan, he almost collapsed again.
“Meng Chuan used some sort of divine power to pass through the Cycle Reincarnation Channel without any harm; his soul remains intact.”
“What!” Horse Face’s mouth gaped open, his chin hitting the floor tiles.
“Meng Chuan actually left the Cycle Reincarnation Channel unscathed!”
“We’re finished!”
“We’re all doomed!”
Even if Meng Chuan reincarnates, his soul remains as powerful as before.
If he dies again and enters Hell, he will still have the strength to overpower them.
In this world, his soul is an invincible existence.
Even in the Heavenly Realm, no one can match him.
What sort of ability does Meng Chuan have to pass through the Cycle Reincarnation Channel unscathed?
Even the Cycle Reincarnation Channel, which is a predestined treasure and the most powerful object in the world, couldn’t harm Meng Chuan. It’s hard to imagine who could be his rival in this world.
“It’s completely over,” Yama raised his arm and slapped himself hard on the face.
“Stupid!”
“I’ve been so stupid!”
“I actually altered fate and extended Meng Chuan’s life by ten years.”
“This isn’t Meng Chuan’s death omen…”
“It’s mine!”
The thought of Meng Chuan returning to Hell after his death in ten years made Yama’s mental state collapse.
Isn’t this asking for trouble?
By altering fate, I’ve depleted tens of thousands of years of accumulated merit, only to harm myself.
I haven’t harmed Meng Chuan; I’ve harmed myself.
Imagine, Meng Chuan, although reincarnated, still has a powerful soul. If he dies ten years later and returns to Hell, he will definitely take revenge on me for what I’ve done. My position as Yama will be lost.
I’ve really shot myself in the foot.
I’ve not only depleted a large amount of merit but also offended the one person I shouldn’t have. Ten years from now, he will come to Hell for revenge.
If I’d known this, why didn’t I let Meng Chuan live for tens of thousands of years?
Am I tired of living?
The other hell minions, hearing that Meng Chuan had left Hell unscathed, were all stunned.
“In ten years, he will come back from the mortal world with innate flaws. This isn’t restricting Meng Chuan; it’s restraining us!”
“Lord Yama, you senile! By offending this great deity, our Hell is doomed!”
“By the time Meng Chuan returns, we’ll probably all be dead!”
“Who exactly is Meng Chuan? Even the Cycle Reincarnation Channel of a primordial treasure level can’t harm him; this is too terrifying!”
“Among the Three Realms, the person you should least provoke is him!”
“Who can mess with someone who is invincible even after death?”
“Let’s just enjoy these last ten peaceful years.”
For a moment, the scene fell silent.
Everyone knew that their good days were over.
🔸
Purple Cloud Sacred Ground.
The pregnant Saintess Wang Yingxue has been demoted to the Heavenly Prison.
According to the rules in the sacred place, a Saintess is absolutely not allowed to have any intimate contact with a man during her hundred years of duty.
Otherwise, she will be committing a major taboo and will be imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison, where she will spend the rest of her life in jail.
Severe cases will even be executed directly.
Holy Mother Zixia stood outside the desolate Heavenly Prison, looking worried, and said, “Yingxue, you are so talented, why did you commit such a major taboo? Who is that man?”
“Master,” Wang Yingxue, with a bulging belly, tightly gripped the pillars of the Heavenly Prison, her eyes red, “I really don’t know!”
Nine months ago, Holy Mother Zixia celebrated her 500th grand birthday and invited guests to a banquet.
Wang Yingxue couldn’t handle her alcohol and got drunk at the party, returning to her dwelling in a stupor.
Once she lay on the bed, she knew nothing more.
When she woke up, she discovered she had been violated, and the man was nowhere to be found.
She initially wanted to keep this a secret, but ended up pregnant. Her belly grew larger day by day, and she couldn’t hide it any longer.
The Sacred Ground found out about this, and the higher-ups were furious. They felt this had disgraced the sanctuary, so they locked her up in the Heavenly Prison, never to be released.
“My child…” Holy Mother Zixia sighed, “I wanted to plead for you, but those old fellows in the Sacred Ground are unyielding. Though your life is spared, you won’t leave this Heavenly Prison in this lifetime.”
Wang Yingxue was one of the most promising disciples in recent years and also very humble, so Holy Mother Zixia really liked her and wanted to nurture her well.
Who would have thought that after only ten years as the Saintes, this would happen.
Her life is ruined.
Whoosh— A breeze blew by.
In the darkness, there seemed to be something indescribable.
Wang Yingxue sensed something and looked around but found nothing unusual.
Meng Chuan was reincarnated.
All the items obtained from ten thousand years of check-ins were stored in system space, available for use at any time.
“This is my mother… not yet born and already imprisoned.”
“Something is wrong with this body too.”
“Born with a dead-end meridian system.”
“Can’t live past ten years.”
“Yama, you old man! What are you thinking!”
With Meng Chuan’s keen insights, he quickly recognized the issues with this body.
Thinking through the entire situation, he was furious, nearly bursting forth from the womb.
“Normally, souls that pass through the Cycle Reincarnation Channel would become mortals and need to cultivate anew.”
“This body of mine is utterly useless, incapable of cultivation.”
“I estimate I’ll be meeting Yama in ten years.”
“If it were an ordinary person, they wouldn’t even be able to deal with a minor ghost, let alone Yama.”
“But Yama, do you really consider me ordinary?”
“Wait for me. After I solve the current issue, we’ll settle this score!”
I had an agreement with Yama to be reborn into a wealthy family with a good background.
Now I’ve ended up like this; it must be Yama’s doing!
The motive is clear, he’s trying to kill me.
“Born with dead-end meridians, this body is useless.”
“It seems I must fuse with a powerful divine body to counteract this disadvantage!”
Having checked-in for ten thousand years in hell, I have all kinds of divine bodies, too numerous to count.
“Which one should I fuse with?”
Sometimes having too many choices is also a headache.
“Ah yes! I remember obtaining a special constitution on the Eighteenth Level of Hell during my check-ins.”
“The Chaos All-Immortal True Body!”
This Chaos All-Immortal True Body is not a divine body, but provides a host that can fuse with all kinds of obtained divine bodies, coexisting within it.
The more divine bodies it fuses with, the stronger the Chaos All-Immortal True Body becomes, making it comparable to an immortal even in a mortal form.
With all the divine bodies obtained from my ten thousand years of check-ins in hell, it would be a waste to fuse with just one. Next, Meng Chuan planned to use the Chaos All-Immortal True Body to fuse with various divine bodies he had obtained.
“Supreme Dao Body!”
“Ancient Holy Body!”
“Eternal Pill Divine Body!”
“Supreme Sword Divine Body!”
“Primordial Dragon Divine Body!”
(End of chapter)
