Urban Undying Lord
Chapter 567 - 567 586 Shen Tu's Wariness

567: Chapter 586 Shen Tu’s Wariness 567: Chapter 586 Shen Tu’s Wariness The great wielders of divine skills among every faction were experiencing extreme emotional turbulence, but none displayed such inexplicable horror as Shen Tu, who stood petrified in the Chaos Arena, his body trembling uncontrollably.

“Six—Paths—Reincarnation?”

He articulated each word haltingly, indicative of his current state; his complexion was deathly pale, his eyes were fixed and dull, and the look he gave Ye Xuan was filled with immense fear.

It wasn’t just Shen Tu—outside the arena, the Daoist from the Netherworld’s breath was in disarray, looking at Ye Xuan with an extremely complex gaze, with unknown thoughts racing through his mind.

In truth, it was no wonder that the two of them were in such a state; both were high-ranking figures of the Underworld and practiced the cultivation of Ghost Immortals, so their understanding of the Power of Six Paths Reincarnation was exceptionally clear.

Ancient legend!

When Heaven and Earth first opened, all things began to emerge, the Six Paths turned, and life and death reincarnated!

The Six Paths of Reincarnation were born from Heaven and Earth—a power so mysteriously unpredictable that whoever could master it would possess a heaven-defying Great Divine Power.

Reincarnation leads to rebirth, masters life and death.

Even a Quasi-Saint, when faced with the Six Paths of Reincarnation, could be in danger of death and the dissolution of their path.

There was an extremely ancient rumor that whoever could control the Six Paths of Reincarnation could step into the Quasi-Saint Realm and would be an extremely terrifying existence even among the Quasi-Saints.

Of course, legends are ultimately just legends; their truth cannot be verified.

But whether it be Shen Tu or the Daoist from the Netherworld, both were supreme figures of the Underworld.

They were deeply aware of how dreadful the Power of Six Paths Reincarnation was and yearned to master it.

Unfortunately, the Six Paths of Reincarnation in the Three Realms were too terrifying, and despite both being at the Daluo Peak, they dared not touch it even slightly.

A single misstep would mean being devoured by the Six Paths of Reincarnation, having their Cultivation Dao Fruit utterly destroyed within it.

Both of them could not understand how Ye Xuan, a mere fourth-layer Daluo Heaven being, albeit with extremely astonishing combat power, could show the Light of Six Paths Reincarnation?

With such a fantastical event transpiring through Ye Xuan, how could Shen Tu and the Daoist from the Netherworld not be terrified to the extreme?

At the heart of the Chaos Arena.

The Life and Death Book hung in the void, Shen Tu’s brow tightly knitted, anxiety in his eyes, for the book contained the formidable Power of Six Paths Reincarnation, which he could only operate by intimately knowing the spell.

The most critical issue was that his attendance at this grand event in Nuwa Palace was motivated by his desire to marry the Nine Heaven Mysterious Maiden.

To ensure he would emerge victorious, he personally visited the Emperor Fengdu in Fengdu Ghost City and borrowed the Life and Death Book from him.

But now, the Power of Six Paths Reincarnation displayed by Ye Xuan directly interfered with the Life and Death Book, rendering Shen Tu unable to wield it.

If such a treasure were to be taken by Ye Xuan, undoubtedly Emperor Fengdu would not spare him, and it would also bring great tumult to the Underworld.

At this point, Shen Tu had no mind to be concerned with the life or death of the Sword Demon; all he wanted was to retrieve the Life and Death Book.

There could be no mishaps, for if the book fell into Ye Xuan’s hands, he would become the Underworld’s greatest sinner.

“Recall!”

Drenched in cold sweat, a gloomy ghastly fog emerged.

Shen Tu’s hands performed a complicated spell, hoping to reclaim the Life and Death Book.

Shhh!

To Shen Tu’s relief, the calamity he had feared did not occur.

Eventually, the Life and Death Book was reclaimed by him, prompting a silent exhale of relief as the anxiety in his heart finally settled.

At this moment!

Ye Xuan’s brows furrowed slightly, a hint of astonishment crossing his eyes.

In truth, he had wanted to snatch the Life and Death Book from the hands of Shen Tu, having personally witnessed its terrifying power.

Even the Sword Demon, an Ancient Great Witch, had been suppressed in an instant.

Facing such a treasure, Ye Xuan naturally felt an urge to dominate.

However, when Ye Xuan quietly activated the Power of the Six Paths Law, he could only cause the Life and Death Book to become stagnant, completely unable to sever the connection between the Book and Shen Tu, allowing Shen Tu to successfully reclaim it.

It was not until then that Ye Xuan understood something: although he had refined the Six Paths Law of the Human World, the Six Paths Law of the Human World was, after all, incomplete.

He did not have the spell to control the Life and Death Book in his hand.

Although he could interfere with the Book, he was still unable to take it into his possession.

But Ye Xuan was not the least bit disappointed.

Since the Life and Death Book was so terrifying, it would sooner or later belong to him.

Moreover, Ye Xuan’s curiosity about the Underworld grew stronger, and he secretly speculated about how terrifying the complete and flawless Six Paths Law must be.

Ye Xuan’s ambitions were great; if he could refine the Power of the Six Paths Law of the Human World, why couldn’t he refine the complete Six Paths Law for his own use?

A thing called ambition began to grow in the depths of Ye Xuan’s heart.

Be it the Life and Death Book or the Six Paths of Reincarnation, these were all things he coveted.

Moreover, what Ye Xuan witnessed today made him feel even more the mysterious unfathomability of the Underworld.

Just one of the Five Ghost Emperors and the Netherworld Daoist were at the peak of Daluo.

Then what Cultivation did the many fearsome beings within the Underworld possess?

The Ten Palaces Yama need not be mentioned—they were all Daluo Golden Immortals.

But what about above the Ten Palaces Yama?

As the saying goes, one can infer the whole from a glimpse.

Shen Tu, the Eastern Ghost Emperor, was at the peak of Daluo, yet he was merely one of the Five Ghost Emperors.

What was the Cultivation of Emperor Fengdu, who was centered among them?

Or could it be that Emperor Fengdu was himself a true Quasi-Saint?

Aside from the Five Ghost Emperors, what was the Cultivation of Meng Po on the Naihe Bridge?

Who was the master of the Ghost Gate?

Who was in charge of the Wangxiang Platform and the Wangchuan River?

Who sat steadfast in the Nine Netherworld?

How many Evil Demons and Immortals were suppressed in the eighteen Layers of Hell from times immemorial?

What relationship did the mysterious Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva have with the Underworld?

The Blood Sea is inexhaustible, Minghe is undying—the Quasi-Saint Minghe Ancestor is also within the Underworld, and the Asura Clan dominates a portion of the Underworld alone.

Such terror made one’s hair stand on end.

The Underworld, though shunning the limelight, was far too frightening.

Scouting through the Three Realms, it could be called the strongest force.

Perhaps, only the Ancient Heavenly Court and the lineage of the Witch Clan could contend with the Underworld.

In these Three Realms where no Saint emerges, a Quasi-Saint is the strongest existence, and within the Underworld, there was not just one Quasi-Saint.

However, Ye Xuan was not entirely clear on the power structure of the Underworld, making it an extremely tough nut to crack for him.

In the Three Realms where all creatures revere, it all sounds simple, but it’s not that easy.

Ye Xuan had only just ascended to the throne of Heavenly Emperor.

To truly govern the Three Realms in the name of the Heavenly Emperor was just the beginning, as the road ahead was too rugged and difficult.

These thoughts flashed through Ye Xuan’s mind, until the voice of the Sword Demon sounded in his ear, bringing Ye Xuan back to his senses.

“Heavenly Emperor Ye, I’ll hold the favor of saving my life deep in my heart.

If there’s ever use for me, the Sword Demon, even if a Quasi-Saint stands in the way, I’ll certainly offer you my support.”

The Sword Demon was a straightforward person.

He had no grandiloquent words of thanks, giving a bow to Ye Xuan then directly withdrawing from the Chaos Arena.

Yet the favor of saving his life was engraved deep in his heart.