Urban Undying Lord
Chapter 100 - 100 100 Yama Hell

100: Chapter 100 Yama Hell 100: Chapter 100 Yama Hell Duanchang Mountain, Blood Sea Battlefield.

The murky, dull yellow sky, the blood-colored muddy ground, countless white bones scattered across the land, and an extremely dense scent of blood drifting through the air, gave off a nauseating feeling.

Splash!

On both sides of the Blood Sea, all life was dead silent, with only the crimson river flowing endlessly, creating a roaring sound of massive waves.

At the end of the Blood Sea, a bronze Heavenly Gate stood as if it had been there since ancient times, conveying a sense of vicissitude and weight.

A bronze scripture was suspended in the high sky, sealing the shattered spatial barriers, and a black shadow was sitting cross-legged before it, obscured so that no one could see his appearance clearly.

Swoosh!

A stream of blood-colored light streaked across the endless sky, quietly appearing in front of the shadow.

“Primordial Spirit, I need your help,” Ye Xuan got straight to the point without any unnecessary words.

“Endless Red Dust, various emotions and desires, are you not tired of them?” the Primordial Spirit opened its eyes, its voice slightly cold.

“To help, or not to help?” Ye Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

“What is it?” the Primordial Spirit got up from the void, its radiant eyes staring straight at Ye Xuan, a hint of profundity passing through its gaze.

“I want to know how the dead can be resurrected.”

As Ye Xuan finished speaking, the aura of the Primordial Spirit choked, it gave Ye Xuan a deep look, then mockingly laughed, “Birth, aging, sickness, death—these are decreed by Heaven and are the fate of mortals.

You want to revive the dead, that is simply delusional, I can’t help you with that.”

“Fate?”

Ye Xuan scoffed, “I’ve never believed in fate; I believe even more that my fate is mine, not Heaven’s to dictate.”

Watching Ye Xuan’s icy demeanor, the Primordial Spirit let out a sign, “Ye Xuan, let me advise you, everything in the mortal world is but an illusion like flowers in a mirror or the moon’s reflection on water.

A hundred years later, all will turn to dust and smoke, why cling to the matters of the mortal world?”

Ye Xuan’s gaze towards the Primordial Spirit became profound, “Everyone has their obsessions, even you are no exception, and some people and matters in the Mortal World are my obsessions.”

“You disappoint me greatly, I won’t help you,” the Primordial Spirit said with a cold voice, rejecting.

“Tell me, what will it take for you to help me?” Ye Xuan said with a cold laugh.

Ye Xuan knew that the Primordial Spirit was orchestrating a large scheme, and in this chess game, he was a crucial piece.

Returning to the Blood Sea Battlefield today to seek the Primordial Spirit’s help was likely within the Primordial Spirit’s calculations.

“It’s not that I don’t want to help you; you must understand, to resurrect a mortal is to defy the Law of Life and Death Reincarnation.

If discovered by those from the Earth Immortal Realm, both you and I will face an unprecedented crisis,” the Primordial Spirit said somberly.

Boom!

The Blood Sea surged heavenwards, filled with malign energy.

A three-inch small spear emerged from the center of Ye Xuan’s forehead, growing within the blood light until it turned into the thousand-zhang-long Blood Spear, spanning across Heaven and Earth.

Endless lost souls wailed, and the vast Blood Sea churned wildly.

When the Heavenly Punishment Halberd appeared, an extremely tyrannical mood filled the entire Blood Sea Battlefield.

“Ye Xuan, do you really intend to strike against me?” As he witnessed such a scene, the Primordial Spirit’s aura suddenly became gloomy, and he even roared at Ye Xuan.

“Primordial Spirit, you and I are alike, stopping at nothing to achieve our goals.

I hope you will not force my hand,” Ye Xuan said, hands clasped behind his back, watching the Primordial Spirit with cold eyes, as if ready to strike at any moment.

Clearly, Ye Xuan was not merely talking.

Should the Primordial Spirit fail to assist him, he would have no choice but to turn against him and engage in a cataclysmic battle.

Watching the ferocious aura around Ye Xuan, the Primordial Spirit’s fists clenched and unclenched intermittently.

Amid swirling dark auras that violently fluctuated, it was evident that he was furiously unsettled, seemingly weighing some matters.

“Sigh!”

The Primordial Spirit exhaled a turbid breath, finally relaxing his clenched fists, looking back at Ye Xuan with a gaze that once again turned profound.

“Ye Xuan, do you remember, when you first entered the Blood Sea Battlefield, you were already destined to die?

Had I not imparted the Undying Immortal Scripture to you, how could you have achieved today’s accomplishments?” the Primordial Spirit said with a self-mocking laugh.

“Indeed, without you back then, there wouldn’t be the Ye Xuan of today.

But don’t forget, you are but an Artifact Spirit, and I am your master,” Ye Xuan replied with an enigmatic smile.

“You…” The Primordial Spirit’s aura turned icy.

He was about to rebuke him but swallowed his words instead.

“Very well then, I wasn’t wrong about you,” the Primordial Spirit sneered repeatedly.

“Retrieve the Heavenly Punishment Halberd.

I’ll tell you the method for resurrection.

Whether you can manage it will depend entirely on your own skills.”

After an internal struggle, the Primordial Spirit deeply understood that it was not yet time to sever ties with Ye Xuan.

He could only compromise, a reluctant choice indeed.

Buzz!

The thousand-foot Blood Spear transformed into a streak of blood light, merging into the center of Ye Xuan’s brows.

As the fierce aura dissipated, the surrounding world quieted down.

A potential earth-shattering battle dissolved invisibly, and both sat cross-legged, facing each other.

The Primordial Spirit slowly revealed a secret that Ye Xuan had never known.

Ye Xuan’s world was, in fact, an Abandoned Land, also referred to as a ‘Prison of Heaven and Earth’ by those in the Earth Immortal Realm.

Over millions of years, all Immortals who committed offenses were stripped of their cultivation and cast into the Abandoned Land, doomed to fall into reincarnation without the possibility of returning to the Earth Immortal Realm for all eternity.

These de-powered Immortals, unwilling to give up inside, sought to regain their Immortal forms in the Exile Land and return to the Earth Immortal Realm, thus giving rise to the legends of Cultivators.

However, ten thousand years ago, an Ancient battle erupted, devastating mountains and rivers in the Earth Immortal Realm, leading its inhabitants to permanently seal the Exile Land.

From then on, the world declined, and Spiritual Energy ceased to exist.

Nevertheless, with the Six Paths of Reincarnation, the turning of Heaven and Earth, despite the absence of Spiritual Energy in the Exile Land and the disappearance of Cultivators, the cycle of life and death, a rule of Heaven and Earth, persists.

Even Immortals could not alter this law.

Yama Hell emerged in response, divided into the Eastern and Western camps.

Named Yama in the East, and Hell in the West, they independently manage the Six Paths of Reincarnation, aiding the souls of the departed in their rebirth.

Originally, ten thousand years ago, Yama Hell was also governed by the exiled Immortals, referring to themselves as Yama and Netherworld Gods, wielding legions of endless specters and death gods.

However, as time passed with no supply of Spiritual Energy, those known as Yama and Netherworld Gods all aged and perished in the annals of history, leaving Yama Hell practically empty—only the operation of the Six Paths of Reincarnation prevented major chaos.

After the Primordial Spirit finished his narrative, his eyes, profound, turned to Ye Xuan, saying, “Though Yama Hell no longer houses any sentient beings, the Law of the Six Paths of Reincarnation still operates within it.

You, merely at the Transcendence Tribulation Stage, if you forcibly bring back a soul to the Human World, will inevitably face unimaginable tribulations.”

“Tell me, how do I enter Yama Hell?” Ye Xuan asked, his eyes slightly narrowed.