Chapter 107 Is It Worth the Trouble?

"Just like that, he killed him?"

On Mount Da'ai, the National Preceptor suddenly opened his eyes wide, watching as the tenth incense stick he had lit snapped in mid-air.

The bare incense stick seemed to represent something, filling him with shock.

It was as if time had flowed backward, returning to twenty-four years ago, when he first learned of Lao Junmei's plan to destroy the entire Duyu Dynasty and even sever its bloodline. They were just as decisive then.

And he was just as shocked.

Shouldn't Hu Ma first secure his path back to the human world at this time? Shouldn't he first consider what to do if he couldn't fight against the Underworld Palace?

But he didn't expect Hu Ma to be so decisive, seizing the opportunity to kill an Emperor Ghost of the palace. This would create a deep karmic debt, and he would be trapped in the Underworld Palace, with no chance to escape this dream...

Even if he forcibly woke up, the ghosts in the Underworld Palace would still haunt him.

The most ferocious and brutal founding emperor and pacifying emperor in the Underworld Palace haven't even shown their faces yet. How could you gamble yourself away?

Thinking about this, the National Preceptor felt a stuffiness in his chest.

It was as if he had seen a brilliant chess game, but now someone had suddenly made a fierce and decisive move, but one that was too irrational.

He resented that he wasn't the one playing this game; otherwise, he would never have made such an impulsive move.

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"The crime of regicide deserves the extermination of nine generations!"

"The regicide is abandoned by heaven and hated by earth!"

Within the Underworld Palace, watching Hu Ma kill the Tenth Palace Emperor Ghost with one slash, the civil and military officials all around, the palace maids, and the Ninth Palace Emperor Ghost who had descended here naturally felt fear.

But beyond this fear, they all turned their attention to Hu Ma. In their eyes, there was shock and anger, but more than that, there was disgust.

Of all the sins in the world, none is greater than regicide!

In this world, regicide is unprecedented, deserving the extermination of nine generations, abandonment by heaven and hatred by earth, and eternal damnation in the history books.

In the past two hundred years, two people in the world had committed regicide. One was Lao Junmei.

But after all, he was a reincarnated evil spirit, not subject to the grace of this world, and he engaged in demonic acts. Moreover, after doing such a thing, he met a miserable end, his soul scattered, which could be considered a deserved punishment.

But the current Hu Ma is truly a person of this world, and his ancestors could be considered to have received imperial grace. Now, he has committed regicide.

How dare he make that slash?

How dare a mere descendant of a seal-carving clerk commit such a heinous act in full view of everyone?

"That's right, I am the regicide."

Facing the horrified and angry gazes of the entire court, Hu Ma seemed to sneer. He threw the head in his hand on the ground, and facing the endless disbelief, slowly raised his foot...

Then, he stepped on the head of the Emperor Ghost.

Facing the madness of the entire court, Hu Ma only had a sneer on his face as he coldly opened his mouth: "The biggest problem in this world is that there are too few regicides like me..."

"Otherwise, why would there be a need to borrow the principles of outsiders to start this killing tribulation?"

"A killing tribulation arises in the human world, and I must slay Emperor Ghosts in my dream. This is indeed an unprecedented event, but it is also something that someone in this world has already done."

"..."

"Audacious!"

Seeing this scene, countless yin spirits scurried around the court, countless faces contorted in fury, and the sounds of mournful wailing and angry roars were like a tangible force, shaking the dome.

To behead an emperor and trample on his head was an act of great rebellion, unprecedented in history.

The Underworld Palace is where emperors return, and it places great emphasis on hierarchy. Hu Ma's action was even more painful to them than killing the Tenth Palace Emperor Ghost in front of them.

"It is you who are audacious!"

Hu Ma suddenly exerted force under his feet, crushing the Emperor's head into pieces, and grinding it into the ground.

Then, he sternly shouted, and rolling purple qi steamed around him, swirling around his body like a vortex. His Dharma form also grew and strengthened in this purple qi, looking like a fierce god.

"You still dare to indulge in the dream of returning to the human world and enjoying glory and wealth?"

His voice came out from the surging purple qi, grimly: "Today, I am not here to build a bridge for you to return to the human world. I am here on behalf of the human world to demand debts from you!"

In his shout, the rolling purple qi suddenly separated to both sides, like a purple sea, making way for Hu Ma.

Having transformed into his Dharma form, with a blue face and fangs, Hu Ma's eyes suddenly became abnormally fierce. Facing the civil and military officials and the ghostly demons, he charged straight over. The Owl Emperor Saber in his hand stirred up layers of bloody aura, and a chilling intent filled the entire hall.

Under Hu Ma's blade, screams rang out. No matter what prime minister or general you were, no matter how learned you were in life, you were swept away like weeds under his blade, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.

Chi chi la la!

Where the blade passed, paper scraps flew, wooden frames shattered, and official authority that had been full of wealth and majesty was vulnerable under this blade light.

Worthless!

All worthless!

It proved the saying that when the people of the human world open their eyes, there are no more kings and generals, only useless things!

"How dare you..."

It wasn't as if there weren't ferocious ghosts in the palace who roared madly and pounced on Hu Ma.

Even the Zijin Iron Armor General, who had just been beaten black and blue by Xiao Hongtang, kicked Xiao Hongtang away and turned to pounce on Hu Ma.

But the blade in Hu Ma's hand did not recognize anyone. As he unleashed his killing spree, he didn't care whether they were generals or civil officials and nobles. He simply swung his blade and felled them, killing people like cutting hemp.

As he killed with rising excitement, he suddenly went berserk and opened his bloody mouth, cutting the civil and military officials into pieces and stuffing them into his mouth.

The Big-Bellied Ghost King eats ghosts to fill his belly.

The Great Might Heavenly Duke General Dharma left behind by Lao Junmei originally had the ability to eat ghosts and refine qi. Was there ever a time more suitable to start this practice than now?

Every yin spirit in this hall was soaked in purple qi, which was much better than only being washed by purple qi...

"Take him down, take him down..."

As he went berserk, Hu Ma not only split the Zijin Iron Armor General into two pieces and swallowed most of it, but his momentum did not decrease, and he even killed straight in front of the Ninth Palace Emperor Ghost.

The Ninth Palace Emperor Ghost, who was being entangled by the Meng family ancestor and wanted to capture Hu Ma but was unable to act, was caught off guard and his body was struck. A thick tentacle was directly chopped off by this blade.

With a chi la sound!

He still struggled to escape, but Hu Ma grabbed him and stuffed him into his mouth to chew. At the same time, he raised his blade and approached step by step.

This ferocious appearance startled even the Ninth Palace Emperor Ghost, who had been so high and mighty just now. He was already becoming incoherent: "Such audacity, I will exterminate your nine generations..."

"Exterminate my nine generations?"

Facing the other party's stern roar, Hu Ma turned around and grimly lowered his voice: "I will first exterminate your ten generations of ghosts!"

Although he was in his own dream, and only had the Dao skill of one incense stick here, evil qi intertwined and purple qi steamed. As he swallowed the evil ghosts one by one, he felt his divine soul grow stronger and stronger, and he unleashed his nature.

"Whoosh..."

Every time he swallowed a yin spirit, his body grew larger.

Wherever he passed, like a whale entering a school of fish, one bite down, and half of the court officials had been eaten.

With another bite, a large part of the Underworld Palace had been swept away, leaving only half behind.

Beside him, even the Meng family ancestor was affected by Hu Ma's aura. Xiao Hongtang was even more bewildered by Hu Ma's hearty appetite. She secretly looked at the Emperor Ghost's hand thrown on the ground, and couldn't help but feel a little greedy...

...Fortunately, Hu Ma is busy and didn't see it.

As the killing continued, Hu Ma's figure also soared. Now he was unusually tall, almost as tall as the Ghost Emperor and the Meng family ancestor.

His ferocity was even greater, with a blue face and fangs, he pulled out a grim smile, and suddenly charged forward with his blade, rushing towards the Ninth Palace Emperor Ghost, who was now only half left.

The Owl Emperor Saber in his hand rang wildly at this moment, as if scolding: "You said all the heads would be mine, but now..."

"They've all been eaten by you..."

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"This...this..."

On Mount Da'ai, the purple qi that had just steamed out of the ground had already turned this mountain into a dreamlike, ethereal place. Now, the purple qi was even more fierce, looking like a volcanic eruption.

The Wang family members watched from the mountainside, completely numb: "Purple qi is the weight of heaven and earth, when did it become so worthless?"

The National Preceptor, on the other hand, was spying on Hu Ma's dream. At this moment, he felt uncomfortable all over, and even the smile that had appeared on his face at the beginning had disappeared: "Did the descendants of the Hu family really become like martial artists?"

"You entered this Underworld Palace just to fill your stomach?"

"It's just..."

He still had lingering worries on his face: "Now that the world is experiencing a killing tribulation, you are full of killing intent. But what if..."

He was still worried, but Hu Ma had already let go of his hands and feet.

Chopping, killing, eating, and laughing, the killing tribulation arose in the human world, with smoke billowing and killing erupting. He borrowed killing intent from the human world to cut down the civil and military officials as if they were made of paper.

Looking up, he tore apart the Golden Palace and saw another palace.

This palace was the residence of the eighth emperor of Duyu, but he was short-lived, having sat on the throne for less than three years. He was also the second weakest of the ten Emperor Ghosts.

Now, seeing Hu Ma charging over with Zuo Hongtang and You Mengzu, and with killing intent rolling like a blood cloud, filling this great dream, he was already trembling with fear.

The civil and military officials all turned into paper figures, scattering in all directions, each fleeing for their lives.

He jumped down from the dragon throne, shouting and rushing to another palace, shouting: "Father, save me..."

His father had sat on the throne for less than three months, belonging to the weakest of the ten Emperor Ghosts.

Seeing that things were not going well, he also threw away the dragon throne and rushed to the Sixth Palace Emperor Ghost, shouting: "Father, save me and your royal grandson..."

You cried, I shouted, ghosts wailed, and gods trembled.

The dignified Underworld Palace was actually shaken by Hu Ma's killing, like a nightmare.

Holding a wicked blade, he chased the two Emperor Ghosts like rabbits until they reached the Sixth Palace, where they were finally stopped by someone who sternly shouted: "How dare you, saying that when the people open their eyes, emperors will not exist? You led this human killing tribulation here, aren't you afraid of dying without a burial place!"

The Underworld Palace is not the human world, and there is no need to send messages back and forth. Hu Ma had come from the dream, reprimanding the Tenth Palace Emperor Ghost, killing indiscriminately. All his words had already been heard by the other palaces.

"You really think you can shake the foundation of my royal family by relying on the bandits holding knives?"

The Sixth Palace Emperor Ghost was the one who had suppressed the folk uprising with ruthless means in the history books.

Facing this killing tribulation, he was the most calm one. His eyes were deep as he fell on Hu Ma's face, and he solemnly shouted: "Do you want to look back at the human world and see if it is as you think?"

"There has always been a distinction between the noble and the lowly. You say you don't recognize this fate, but first look at the people of the world and see if they agree!"

"..."

"It is indeed extremely difficult to cut the fate of the human world..."

At the same time, on Mount Da'ai, the National Preceptor observed the fortune of the human world, and the thing he had been worrying about had already appeared before his eyes.

This killing tribulation in the human world was indeed fierce, swift, and unstoppable, but it quickly aroused the frantic backlash of the world's aristocratic families.

Yang Gong gathered the world's redundant soldiers, killing people and seizing food, like a flood that submerged the world. But those aristocratic families with truly deep roots became pillars and dams in this flood.

"If you want to cut off the foundation of the world's aristocratic families, then the world's aristocratic families will first join hands to eliminate you!"

Originally, when competing for the world, the local warlords and noble families had to carefully plan and proceed step by step. But the appearance of this Demon King of Ming Prefecture disrupted everyone's plans and caused every warlord to focus on him.

First, the Southwest Mischief King, then the Northwest Fortune King, the East Mountain Changping King, the Southwest Rising King, and the Northern Land Longxiong King, the five most powerful warlords of the time, joined forces to approach the location of Ming King Yang Gong.

"The demon descends into the world, and it is meritorious to kill him. He will be the co-lord of the world."

This slogan had spread among the local warlords, treating Yang Gong as a bet. Killing him would win them the name of the world's ruler.

Therefore, the fierce and invincible Ming King suddenly began to have difficulty moving forward, and all kinds of strange things frequently appeared.

Some soldiers, who were about to go to Ming Prefecture to join the Ming King, suddenly got lost when they came to a deep mountain. Three days later, someone found them, but found that all 20,000 of them had starved to death.

Only three days had passed outside the mountain, but the army inside the mountain seemed to have spent three or five years here.

The ground was covered with bones, and even the teeth marks of their comrades were left on the bones.

Some of the redundant soldiers, bearing the banner of the Ming King, killed nobles and seized grain in order to save the common people.

But the seized grain turned into black water overnight, and the grain rotted, making it impossible to eat even half a grain.

Some people had nightmares every night since they followed the Ming King. The dead ancestors came over with rattan canes every night to whip their backs, scolding them: "Our family has been honest people for generations, but you have to follow the rebels and make trouble, you unfilial child..."

After waking up, poisonous sores grew on their backs. From then on, the sores began to spread under the command of the Ming King, and groups of soldiers became unable to move and fell ill.

Some people, under the banner of killing large rats and saving the common people, gathered redundant soldiers to join the Ming King, but overnight, they turned into giant humanoid rats, screaming in terror and being beaten to death.

Even more, when people slaughtered pigs and dogs, they suddenly heard the livestock speaking human language, lamenting: "I was originally a human in my previous life, but because I committed murder, I was reborn as pigs and dogs after death, and I still have to suffer this knife..."

"Today you kill me and eat me, and in the next life, it will be your turn to suffer this lingering pain..."

"..."

People in the know all knew that the Ten Surnames had taken action, but to the people of the world, it seemed that the King of Ming Prefecture had committed murder, and heaven and earth had begun to bring retribution.

Wherever he went, there was heavy rain, wherever he stayed, there were poisonous snakes and beasts, wherever he planned, epidemics prevailed, praying to heaven was useless, praying to earth was ineffective, and the entire world seemed to have turned into an execution ground.

In less than half a month, this killing tribulation that swept the world became difficult step by step.

Not only did everyone in the world regard Ming King Yang Gong as a ghost, but even within the "redundant" army that followed Yang Gong, rumors were rife.

They only said that Yang Gong was the reincarnation of an evil ghost, only bringing killing tribulation to the human world. Following him meant being incompatible with heaven and earth and suffering for generations.

It would be better to find a place and starve to death honestly, and in the next life, at least they wouldn't have to be reborn as pigs and dogs.

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Now, Hu Ma in the dream had broken through the Tenth Palace and the Ninth Palace, and frightened the Eighth Palace and the Seventh Palace Emperor Ghosts into abandoning their palaces and fleeing. He felt his killing intent soaring, but just as he was about to kill before the Sixth Palace, he felt the killing intent weakening.

He understood in his heart that it was the aristocratic families of the human world who had taken action and were stopping this killing tribulation.

Now, his reliance on this unrestrained killing was mostly brought about by the killing tribulation in the human world. Now that the killing tribulation was weakening, his abilities were also reduced by seventy or eighty percent.

The redundant soldiers in the world had started a killing tribulation, but those noble lords would not sit idly by and wait for death. Who cared about the Luotian Grand Sacrifice, who cared about the fortunes of heaven and earth? The one acre and three points of land in front of them was the greatest treasure.

Ming King Yang Gong had started a killing tribulation, which was fierce and boundless and could sweep the world in an instant, but similarly, those noble families would immediately counterattack, and the ferocity would be beyond imagination.

He should have given more consideration, but he didn't even turn his head. He sternly shouted: "Now that the killing tribulation has begun, no matter what noble families or the Ten Surnames, they are nothing but paper figures and straw horses, and they are vulnerable. Why should I turn back?"

"It's you who should give up your lives!"

In his shout, he suddenly swung his blade and directly killed the Sixth Palace Emperor Ghost.

He had left the greatest trust to the reincarnators of the human world. No matter how hard these people tried to stop the killing tribulation and played, they were definitely not their opponents.

You kill nobles in the human world, and I will slay emperors in the Underworld Palace.

That's great!

(End of chapter)