Black Myth: Starting from the Destined One
Chapter 360 - 250 Going to the Human Realm!_2

Chapter 360: Chapter 250 Going to the Human Realm!_2

Li Ping’an, a talent of the Devil Race.

Assuming the identity of the Devil Race, he entered the Human Realm, first studying Literati Cultivation, then Immortal Cultivation.

He reached the pinnacle.

Becoming the only one in that era thoroughly versed in Demon Cultivation, Literati Cultivation, and Immortal Cultivation, a unique prodigy across the ages.

Proclaimed as the strongest in the Human Realm!

He declared himself the Abandoned Heavenly Emperor.

Because of a woman.

He became the strongest Abandoned Heavenly Emperor, Li Ping’an, in the Human Realm.

Suddenly he entered the Buddhist Community, his Buddhist Cultivation reaching its peak.

At the persuasion of the Buddha Ancestor of the Western Heavens, he entered Hell to become the love demons slayer.

To kill all Love Demons within the eighteenth layer of hell.

However, this text does not elaborate on the specific reasons for Li Ping’an becoming the Hell’s Slayer of Love Demons.

Three days ago.

The Great Emperor of the Netherworld Li Ping’an had engaged in a peak duel with the Burial Heaven Emperor on the eight hundred Li road of the netherworld.

The battle ended in a draw.

In this fight, both sides were wounded.

While the Burial Heaven Emperor sustained serious injuries,

The Great Emperor of the Netherworld also suffered considerable harm.

Only, he didn’t let on to outsiders.

Sitting alone on the Underworld Emperor’s Throne, he attempted to absorb energy from the Black Sword to heal himself but failed.

"I understand!

This Black Sword is indeed a source of strength for the Underworld Emperor,

But it will choose to help its master.

As the Underworld Emperor’s injuries were grave and his consciousness gradually became blurry, it was then that I was brought here..."

Li Ping’an muttered to himself.

He was initially curious; didn’t the duel between the Abandoned Heavenly Emperor and the Burial Heaven Emperor present an opportunity for another strongest, the Desolate Heavenly Emperor, to benefit as a bystander?

It turns out he relied on this Black Sword as a shield.

A pity his calculation was off.

Not only did he fail to heal his wounds, but it also led to a major accident.

And in turn left me with some trouble... Li Ping’an gave a wry smile.

He carefully reviewed the materials.

The key moments from someone’s birth to the present are largely complete.

By comparing it with this curriculum vitae, one can deduce quite a lot.

But there are shortcomings.

Although this list of events is detailed, it is hard to reflect the relationships between characters and their emotions.

He had no way to know what the original owner of this body had actually said to certain people through the twenty years of his life.

Did he have any private names for some of them?

The simplest thing, if it weren’t for the letter that had yet to be sent, he wouldn’t even know how to refer to himself in front of his disciples, whether as "I" or "This deity" or something else.

While this might seem trivial, a mistake could lead to disastrous consequences.

Currently, as he was injured and prone to speaking mistakes, if his subordinates were to find out...

Li Ping’an didn’t dare to contemplate further and even more yearned to return to the eighteenth layer of hell.

Not only to start anew and see the light of day again but more importantly, to heal his injuries and return to his peak state.

He had to go to the nineteenth layer of hell to slay the Love Demons.

The situation was urgent and could not be delayed.

Based on the previous performances of the Ten Halls of Hell as well as the Ghost Immortal, the steward, and the maids,

The outside world was still unaware of his severe injury.

So, during this period, he could make grand preparations to successfully return to the nineteenth layer of hell.

While Li Ping’an was pondering how to leave, he suddenly heard someone pushing his room door.

He quickly composed himself.

The room door opened, and a maid walked in.

"Reporting to the Underworld Emperor, as per your instructions, dinner will soon be ready, and your servants will attend to your bath and change of clothes first,"

Like before, the maid bowed respectfully and spoke with her head lowered.

Li Ping’an, with hands clasped behind his back, responded with a solemn and indifferent "Hmm."

Just like that.

Li Ping’an was led by the maid to the bathing room.

As soon as he entered,

Eight maids filed in from the doorway.

Though they were maids, each was stunningly beautiful.

The eight women gracefully approached,

Ready to assist the Underworld Emperor in his bath and change of clothes.

Chen Luoyang’s face betrayed nothing, standing still and composed,

But inside, he was laughing triumphantly:

So the Abandoned Heavenly Emperor was also a man of lust.

With eight beauties in front of him,

All his servants,

Who could resist?

But he was injured and not in a position to indulge in such activities.

Having all these beauties around was more torturous than pleasant.

Li Ping’an could only endure.

With the service of the maids, he bathed and changed his attire.

His body was submerged in a bath spanning several dozen square meters, leaning by the edge of the pool that infused various precious herbs with nourishing properties.

Four maids were with him in the water, helping to wash his body.

Two maids knelt beside him, one warming wine, while the other peeled fruit to place in his mouth.

Such decadence... Li Ping’an reflected internally while his body responded honestly.

The remaining six maids were on the other side of the pool, dancing gracefully.

They had been trained since childhood, guided by renowned teachers.

Their charm was multifaceted, seductive and enchanting.

They carried themselves with dignity, an air of celestial grace and Daoist integrity.

Majestic and powerful... They effortlessly embraced various styles, each dance move was exceedingly beautiful.

Even without deliberately pursuing a seductive and enchanting style, the thin robes accentuated by the steamy warmth of the pool water and their skin as soft as cream were still incredibly intoxicating to behold.

While Li Ping’an was enjoying the pleasing sight, he slightly let his guard down.

The maid who waited on him by his side behaved more properly.

If he took the initiative, these people would certainly not refuse.

But the thought that this place was the Netherworld,

And that these gorgeous maids could be skeletal beauties sucking away his life force...

Made Li Ping’an comport himself more honestly.

He racked his brains for a way to reach the Nineteen Layers of Hell.

At last, he used the authority of the Underworld Emperor.

Probably picking a quarrel,

He dismissed the seven maids.

He kept one who seemed very honest,

And started to make diversions, trying every possible way to find out the route from here to the Nineteen Layers of Hell.

According to what the honest maid said,

There were two routes from here to the Netherworld.

One was the main road,

Crowded with ghosts and prying eyes.

And the other one was,

Behind the mansion where the Underworld Emperor lived,

There was a small gate that led to the Nineteen Layers of Hell.

After Li Ping’an figured it out,

He enjoyed one last bath.

Until after the bath, he was invited to the hall for a meal.

During this time,

Li Ping’an seized the opportunity,

Claiming he had left something in the side chamber.

He ordered all his attendants not to follow.

Thus, Li Ping’an, carrying the Black Sword, smoothly made his way to the Nineteen Layers of Hell.

During this time,

The butler and maids waited and waited but did not see the Underworld Emperor come.

So they went to check.

And this check terribly frightened the butler and attendants; they collapsed on the spot:

The Underworld Emperor had vanished!

Finally, a letter left by the Underworld Emperor was found on the wooden desk of the side chamber:

"The calamity of the Love Demons, I, the Underworld Emperor, shall handle personally!"

"I’m heading to the Nineteen Layers of Hell to slay the Love Demons!"

The news spread quickly throughout the entire Netherworld.

Upon hearing this, the Ten Halls of Hell.

Reacted as if facing a formidable enemy.

Since they couldn’t find the Underworld Emperor Li Ping’an,

After discussing,

Fearing that the Underworld Emperor Li Ping’an, who had lost all his cultivation in the Nineteen Layers of Hell, would be at a disadvantage,

They immediately ordered the four great ghost generals of the Netherworld to secretly protect him.

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Dressed in white, a young man with a sword on his back.

Came alone to the entrance of the Nineteen Layers of Hell.

Li Ping’an was overcome with emotion.

As he slowly pushed open the heavy door, a blaze of fire appeared before him.

When the flames died down, what appeared was the spectacle of the Nineteen Layers of "Hell."

On the eve of the Shangyuan Festival in Guzang City, the snow fell gently, adorning the world in white.

The warmth of the lights of thousands of households melted the cold of the dwellings, and even Guzang City, usually sharp and clear-cut, had its edges softened by the blanket of white snow.

Li Ping’an felt as though he had returned to the incredibly familiar world he once knew.

Behind him, the mystic light that only he could see vanished,

Indicating the gate leading from the eighteenth layer of hell to the nineteenth had closed.

To confirm whether everything before him was real,

Li Ping’an stood on the bustling streets, amidst the streaming carriages and throngs of people, momentarily at a loss.

He let the passersby occasionally bump into him as they moved past,

And he heard what people were saying:

"Guzang City is so beautiful today!"

At that moment, Li Ping’an saw clearly the Guzang City in the Nineteenth Layer of "Hell" where he had once lingered.

It wasn’t just still water with a ripple:

Obedient children followed their parents to visit relatives.

A mother selling goods on the street gently lulled her daughter to sleep.

A couple celebrating a sixtieth birthday walked arm in arm, bound together for life.

An old beggar was telling a story to a stray orphan about the legend of the Abandoned Heavenly Emperor Li Ping’an,

Using the poignant past and inspiring spirit of the Abandoned Heavenly Emperor Li Ping’an to encourage every orphan who had lost their parents to war and vengeance...

These ordinary yet magnificent emotions of the world, these vibrant and touching scenes of the common life, at once struck the softest spot in Li Ping’an’s heart.