Chapter 491: Chapter 326: Bearing the Wheel of Reincarnation, Confronting the Northern Emperor!

"I’m setting up the array now!"

She spoke in a low tone, crouched down, and traced crooked lines in the sandy ground, connecting them into a mysterious array.

The array was forming, with a hazy light appearing, establishing a special passage directly to the main courtyard.

"A supreme being from the old world, a lifeform that shakes the heavens and the earth..." Jiang Feiniao murmured, her face growing increasingly somber,

finally making a resolute decision, biting her finger, and letting the blood fall into the sacrificial array.

The blood flowed along the crooked lines,

the light, gradually growing intense.

And it was at this moment, the thunderous sound echoed in all directions, becoming all the more thunderous,

the Yellow Teeth Old Man squinted to see that before the split grand hall in the Imperial Palace, stood several figures,

there were many soul spirits emerging from the swaying Buddha statue,

the old man’s face at the statue’s front revealed an expression of extreme agony, with the louder the thunderous sound, the greater his pain became,

and above, among the split layers of rock, twenty-four seemingly ordinary civilians were being lowered by the clouds and mist.

In a corner of Chang’an, Nezha’s incarnation glanced up, a grim look flashing across his face.

"I knew it would be you, old thing!"

The twenty-four figures, he recognized them all, from the glorious Tang of the old world, from the Lingyan Pavilion established by the human lord of the past Tang Dynasty—these are the twenty-four of Lingyan Pavilion.

But now, the twenty-four only had their shells, and the soul spirits had not yet returned, yet...

Nezha’s incarnation fixed his gaze on the middle-aged man leading the twenty-four.

Famous general of the Great Tang— or rather, the earthly form of the great general of the Celestial Court.

Li Jing.

Nezha’s incarnation instinctively clenched his fist, his three heads showed wrathful faces, and each of his six arms wielded phantom weapons, almost wanting to strike immediately!

"The time is not yet right, the time is not yet right."

He instructed himself, continuing to gaze at the Imperial Palace, and at the cracking Maitreya Buddha statue. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

The Buddha statue’s trembling grew increasingly violent.

"As expected!"

In front of the Buddha statue, Yuan Tiandao leaned on a cane with one hand and held the corner of the Celestial Book with the other, speaking to himself:

"Before I came, I calculated with the Celestial Book, the Emperor has already been in the Nine Netherworld—is indeed in the Nine Netherworld!"

Beside him, Wei Bushi nodded, staring into the Nine Netherworld within the Buddha statue’s belly, vaguely able to see a towering figure standing on the Bridge of Helplessness.

He spoke softly:

"The true spirit of the Emperor is about to awaken... Is it you, or Yuan Feidao?"

Yuan Tiandao, with hollow eyes, looked at the seated, visibly pained Yuan Feidao, sighed lightly:

"He has made the choice for me, the Emperor cannot step out of the Nine Netherworld, he can only descend using someone’s body, it seems, it’s going to be Feidao."

He showed a look of loneliness on his face, the two brothers had never actually had a conflict, what they were vying for was who would become this vessel for the descent.

The younger brother was quicker by a step.

Thus, the one who died was the younger brother.

Yuan Tiandao sighed deeply.

In that sigh.

In the belly of Maitreya, within the Nine Netherworld.

Standing on the Bridge of Helplessness, the Emperor Tang, who had been waiting for Zhang Fusheng to take him out, suddenly showed a lonely expression and sighed softly.

"In the end, I can’t escape?"

He spoke calmly to himself, leaning on a long sword with both hands, standing on the ancient bridge, gazing at the crumbling Divine Mountain from which countless soul spirits were escaping.

Beneath the Divine Mountain, was a great tomb.

Thousand-Mile Zhaoling.

But it wasn’t his tomb, it was the tomb of the Master of the Stars, it was the tomb of the Northern Emperor.

The Northern Emperor had been sealed in the Nine Netherworld, unable to step out of the great tomb, unable to step out of the Nine Netherworld.

The Emperor Tang understood all that had happened before and after.

It turned out, all along, the Northern Emperor had been sealed to death, unable to step out of the great tomb, unable to step out of the Nine Netherworld.

Therefore.

The Northern Emperor needed two ’transfers’, one transfer to make His true spirit descend into the Nine Netherworld from the tomb—that was himself.

That was himself standing in the Nine Netherworld.

Then to use himself as a medium, one thread of will to descend upon the vessel outside the Nine Netherworld.

"I am, forever alone."

The Emperor Tang spoke coldly, raising the long sword, placing it across his neck, about to commit suicide!

But the sword’s edge could not cut down no matter what.

First, his hands lost control, followed by his legs, his shell...

Eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, mind, sight, sound, smell, taste, touch, thought, the six senses were being taken over one by one by an inexplicable terrifying will.

"You have always been me."

A calm voice echoed in the Emperor Tang’s mind, and he let out a final bitter laugh.

Then, the soul spirit mind within the shell was squeezed into a narrow corner by a terrifying and limitless will,

The new true spirit had already taken control of this body, dominated this residual soul.

The Emperor Tang closed his eyes.

When he reopened them.

He was already the [Northern Emperor].

Namely—the Great Sovereign of the Central Heavenly Palace and Northern Ziwei

The Northern Emperor, ruling over the Northern Star, evaluating the records of calamities, ruling the underworld, curbing the yin ghosts and demons.

The Nine Netherworld was inherently His domain.

The Emperor raised his head, wielding the Human Emperor’s Sword, swinging it upwards.

A majestic purple aura swept out, instantly suppressed by an unknown giant array.

The Northern Emperor smiled, looking at the revolving giant array above his tomb, speaking to himself:

"Is this all you have to restrain me?"

"A single giant array, even placing the Nine Netherworld one hundred thousand years into the future, placing it within Maitreya’s belly... What of it?"

"The one to awaken first, will still be me, always me."

The Northern Emperor calmly extended his hand, pointing beyond the Nine Netherworld.

Thunder rolled, and the souls of the twenty-four from Lingyan Pavilion flowed out from His sleeve, surging out of the Nine Netherworld, descending outside!

Twenty-four figures standing before the Taiji Hall, bewildered and looking around,

Zhangsun Wuji, Wei Zheng, Yuchi Jingde...

Up to [Li Jing].

The twenty-four suddenly opened their eyes, the weaker ones emanated an aura of the Venerate level, and at the forefront, Li Jing unleashed an energy comparable to the Great Power!

"Your servant, Li Jing!"

"Welcomes Your Majesty!"

The grand sound echoed, as purple aura surged in Chang’an City, while celestial humans seeking fortune wailed and perished!