Immortal of the Nine Realms

The Path of Yin Technique was actually quite simple. It was so simple that if mortals were to meditate deeply for a while and have a medium for crossing, they could do it too. After all, humans are naturally born with three souls and seven spirits.

Everyone had been silently trying the technique. After Fang Chen had Chen Gongfang leave the great hall, he reinforced the hall with Metal Power.

Soon, Qing He successfully crossed to the Underworld, the first to do so. She stepped out of her body in soul form. She looked at her physical body, then down at her ethereal spirit form, her amazement palpable.

This was her first time experiencing what it felt like to become a spirit. She felt all light and floaty. She almost wanted to ride the wind back home.

Everyone else had Soul Guiding Lanterns in front of them, all except Qing He. Fang Chen hadn’t given her one. He had wanted to see whether she, possessing the Yin Yang eyes, still needed a medium like the Soul Guiding Lantern to cross.

Now, her success proved that she didn’t need a medium like the rest, indicating that her eyes function similarly to the Nine Heavens Profound Mother Primordial Spirit.

”The technique of crossing into the underworld....”

Qi Zhan and others showed shocked expressions. They wanted to look more closely but felt their hairs stand on end when they realized Li Bazhao was glaring at them. They immediately bowed their heads and stared at the ground, daring not to make any movements.

Qing He looked at the others, puzzled. ”Lord, why do they need Soul Guiding Lanterns, but I don’t?”

”Young Lady, you were born with Yin Yang Eyes, which are the best medium for crossing into the Underworld,” Li Bazhao said ingratiatingly. ”Naturally, you don’t need external aids like the Soul Guiding Lantern.”

He could tell that the cultivators present, although of low cultivation, had a very close relationship with this noble person.

Otherwise, why would someone of his high status condescend to personally guide them in crossing into the Underworld?

”So my eyes have such a use.” Qing He murmured to herself. She quickly turned to Li Bazhao and said, ”Senior, there’s no need to be so polite. I’m just an ordinary cultivator.”

”As it should be, how can you be ordinary,” Li Bazhao said with a grin.

He seemed to relish the title of ’senior’ from Qing He, his eyes softening slightly.

At this time, Abbess Zhu Yue’s soul also emerged from her body. She looked slightly bewildered. However, it only took a moment for her to adjust her mentality and adapt to her spirit body.

Then it was Ye Wenxiu, Liu Mu, Daoist Su, Zhang Xiaoke, Yan Ruyue, and others.

One by one, everyone successfully crossed into the Underworld, even the old hen succeeded, appearing in the form of a phoenix.

They hadn’t had time to experience what it felt like to be a wandering spirit when they saw a group of people neatly kneeling in the hall.

Seeing them, A Qingzhou Sword Sect disciple was surprised. ”Isn’t that the old ancestor of the Flame Empire... Indeed, Patriarch Fang was just talking to him...”

Everyone’s gaze fell on Qi Zhan and the others, showing complex emotions.

Qi Zhan, this once revered leader of an empire, had been reduced to nothing more than a wandering ghost, forced to kneel in punishment.

This was no mere fall from grace; this was a fall into an abyssal pit. It was an utter ruination.

Qi Zhan’s face grew increasingly ugly, finding it unbearable to be looked at in such a way by those he once considered beneath him.

Seeing that everyone had successfully crossed into the Underworld, Fang Chen smiled slightly and his primordial spirit emerged from his body.

To avoid startling everyone, he deliberately concealed the nine dragon phantasms around him, appearing no different from the others.

”Let’s go,” Fang Chen said.

Everyone felt the scene change as a thick fog slowly billowed out, and before they knew it, a vast white road appeared in front of them.

”Lord, this isn’t the path to the Underworld, is it?” Qing He asked in surprise.

Qi Zhan and others temporarily forgot their predicament, looking bewilderedly at the path.

”It could be considered one. There are many such paths in the Underworld, and this is just one of them,” said Fang Chen, glancing at Li Bazhao.

Li Bazhao understood immediately. With a flick of his sleeve, a chain formed from Underworld energy shot out, piercing directly through the collarbones of Qi Zhan and the others.

”Ah!”

The intense pain caused Qi Zhan and the others to cry out in agony. The pain was several times more severe than being physically chopped up, directly targeting their souls.

They trembled in pain, daring not to move too much, feeling every movement would tug at the chains and intensify their agony.

In just a few moments, their yin energy had been ground away by fifty to sixty percent.

Seeing this, everyone was inwardly shocked.

Offending Patriarch Fang means one couldn’t even rest in peace as a ghost....

”Don’t pretend to be dead. All of you get up,” Li Bazhao said indifferently.

Qi Zhan’s face was ashen as he led the way, standing up and then being pulled aside by Li Bazhao.

”Please, my lord,” Li Bazhao said respectfully.

Everyone was increasingly curious. Looking at Li Bazhao’s extraordinary methods, everyone could guess he was a figure of significant importance in the Underworld. Yet, strangely, such a formidable figure was respectful to Fang Chen, even addressing him as ”my lord.”

They couldn’t help but wonder about Fang Chen’s status in the Underworld.

Before long, everyone followed Fang Chen into the Underworld, gradually noticing many more spirits around them.

There were men and women, old and young.

Some spirits appeared confused, seemingly pushed forward by some force. Others seemed aware and hesitant, showing signs of fear.

Some cried as they walked, others cursed.

Some were surrounded by many paper figures.

Regardless of their actions, they all kept their distance from Fang Chen and his group. That was especially the case after seeing Li Bazhao and the chained Qi Zhan and others behind them.

Even if these spirits didn’t recognize who Li Bazhao was, they could feel the terrifying yin energy emanating from him.

Suddenly, a scholar rushed over, looking at Qing He with an agitated expression. ”Qing He, you died? How could such a good person like you die? The heavens must be blind!”

Everyone stopped in their tracks, looking at the scholar and then at Qing He.

Qing He looked slightly bewildered as she looked at the scholar. ”You are...?”

”Don’t you remember me? 16 years ago, I passed by a deserted temple and was murdered and buried by villains. If it weren’t for you passing by, my family would probably never have found my body,” the scholar said excitedly.

He slumped forward. ”But how could you have died.... You’re like a celestial being, how could you die...”

Qing He finally remembered who the scholar was, and she wryly smiled.

Upon learning that Qing He hadn’t died but was merely crossing into the Underworld, the scholar grew confused.

”But why are you here?” Qing He asked curiously.

”Me? After you helped me fulfill my wish, I’ve been searching for the path to the Underworld, and today I finally found it,” the scholar said.

Qing He was shocked. ”Searching for the path to the underworld? For 16 years?”

Everyone was baffled.

Fang Chen laughed. ”It’s very rare for spirits to find the path to the Underworld. Even if they find it, there is no guarantee they will be able to pass the Forgotten River.”

Everyone couldn’t help but sigh.

”So even in death, one might not reach the underworld...”

No wonder, as cultivators, they knew so little about the Underworld...

At that moment, a burst of blue light struck, hitting the scholar’s soul!

The scholar’s soul immediately scattered, and the blue light continued toward Fang Chen!