Chapter 2709 - 41: Lord of Hell, King Yama, Assassin’s God!

He is now deep in enemy territory, surrounded by demon clan powerhouses who could extinguish him with a wave of their hand. He cannot afford a single misstep; the situation is too dangerous.

Placing everything on Chai Asi is really unreliable. Greedy, gluttonous, foolish, slippery, lustful, cowardly—this kid has it all. Teaching him is not a one-day effort.

Establishing his own sect and spreading it in the demon clan’s domain is undoubtedly a feasible path.

The demon clan already flourishes in divine ways, with numerous miscellaneous deities. He secretly preaching will not attract much attention. If he succeeds, he can use the divine way as a possibility for error tolerance, increasing his chances of survival in the demon clan territory.

His plan is to create deities through objects, to merge falsely with the divine way. That is, he uses deities that aren’t connected to his own destiny as existences to receive faith. In an era of divine ways flourishing, many cultivators who themselves do not cultivate the divine way, instead fight with divine weapons and generals, do so.

Of course, this is not as fast as absorbing incense directly, and there is considerable faith waste.

But the advantage is, if this cult is targeted and traced, they won’t find him. The original source is just a deity without destiny or signs. If the sect is established, and should he face any accidents, he can quickly switch to the divine cultivation way using accumulated power of faith.

Of course, he isn’t proficient in the divine way.

Fortunately, he has Dugu Xiao’s devout experience and many preparations made to deal with Zhang Linchuan. By trying and pondering, he has found a feasible method.

He really doesn’t have anything related to the divine way at hand, and there’s no time to make something, so he has to use Zhang Linchuan’s deity statue to make do.

During the eradication of the Church of Lifeless, everything else was absent, but many of these were seized. He kept one, often used to ponder Zhang Linchuan’s path and choices.

Though it was a mortal enemy, now with death and path gone, he must admit Zhang Linchuan’s strong points and learn from him where he can. All the opponents he defeated will become steps for him to climb higher.

Yuan Laoxi heard the sound and kowtowed hard, making the ground echo.

No matter what sudden madness this evil god is up to, not consuming blood food is still better than consuming blood food, not committing evil is still better than committing evil.

During this time, he has been seeking blood food everywhere, several times almost getting caught by the security officer.

He’s almost drained dry himself!

Moreover... This suddenly appearing deity statue truly conveys a sense of extraordinary power. It adds more credibility to this deity’s words.

The deity becomes unfathomable, clearly much stronger than before!

Could it really have awakened?

Powered by paternal love?

Yuan Laoxi doesn’t easily believe in other things, but he is clear about how much he cherishes his daughter. If this love can move the gods, it wouldn’t be surprising.

He shouted, "Bow to the revered deity!"

At this moment, the deity’s voice said, "Yuan Laoxi, as my first follower upon awakening, are you willing to become the pope of my Tao, spread my way, and open up territories for my God Kingdom?"

Yuan Laoxi didn’t hesitate: "Sinner... Your God’s Servant is willing to sacrifice everything for you!"

Indeed, there’s no room for hesitation now, hesitation would be seeking death, wouldn’t it?

Besides, ’pope’ sounds better than ’sinner’...

He prostrated on the ground, and said, "Great revered deity, you’ve abandoned the title of Night God, how should I address your divine name now?"

The great revered deity momentarily paused, silent for a moment.

The divine plan is hastily unfolded, indeed there’s no time to think about this.

In Yuan Laoxi’s perception, it’s high and mysterious. Ancient stories buried in time, when rummaged, inevitably raise some dust. This is called "Cangsang."

The deity’s ancient voice spoke: "Do you know... the myth of the Ten Halls of Yama?"

Yuan Laoxi hesitated repeatedly: "This seems like a human myth?"

He might not have heard of other human myths, but the legend of the Ten Halls of Yama is too widely spread. Now, sometimes during fights on their turf, they would say ’If the Yama calls for you at midnight, who dares keep you till dawn’."

The deity’s voice said: "Demon clan is the favorite of heaven and earth, the lord of the present world. Human race are mere learners and imitators of our demon clan."

After shouting a slogan, it started with the main subject: "Laoxi, this is an ancient secret, uttered from my mouth, entered your heart, not for external transmission.

The Ten Halls of Yama, is actually the demon clan’s mythology. No, it is history.

You know our demon clan Heavenly Court, but do you know our demon clan Hell?

During the glorious era, the Heavenly Court controlled the skies, Hell controlled the earth, together holding the Myriad Heavens and Worlds. Only the former needs to be magnificent, the latter to be hidden. Reincarnation is hidden and quietly revolves around heaven and earth, hence unknown to the world."

’Reincarnation is hidden’ is a term from "Facing Cangwu," describing a weapon. ’Revolving around heaven and earth’ is from the Taoist classic "Jingxu Xiang’er Collection," actually describing the Yin and Yang picture.

The Jiang-surnamed ancient god mingles them together, very naturally, which can be considered as a certain degree of fusing the Hundred Schools of Thought. Indeed, there could be some common topics with Zhao Wuyan.

"During that painful period... The glorious era was shattered; the demon clan Heavenly Court collapsed, the demon clan Hell also disintegrated in unyielding resistance.

Oxhead and Horseface, those were top-tier powerhouses of the ox and horse tribes, all fought to their deaths. Judges and Meng Po, none survived. Hell battled bloodily for a thousand years, swore to resist till death, ultimately no Netherworld soil was left... Due to ’Reincarnation is hidden,’ this stirring tale can only be buried in history!"

Jiang Wangyue spoke more fluently, even started to believe his own words: "Now all Ten Halls of Yama have fallen, dying increasingly miserably. Only I remain with a shred of True Spirit, relying on Incomparable Divine Power, reincarnating again and again, repeatedly cultivating, now awaken! And destined to lead the demon clan to rise again, to greatness again!"

Yuan Laoxi solemnly and respectfully, regardless of truth, at least this Yama God knows how to tell a good story, paint a big picture, far superior to the vicious state crying for blood food every day beforehand. Seems it’s truly awakened!

Even if he’s not King Yama, at least he’s an ox or a horse?

Oxhead or Horseface.

"So who are you... among the Yama Gods?" Yuan Laoxi asked reverently.

Fortunately, he didn’t ask how the True Spirit could reincarnate; otherwise, the great deity would have to tell him the tale of the transformed Senior Guanyan.

Faced with this question, the great deity’s voice grew loftier, ancient, leading Yuan Laoxi through long years, reminiscing the glorious era hidden in time: "In my prime, I governed the Great Bawl hell beneath the sea and north, under the Vojiao Rock, along with sixteen surrounding small hells, including Perpetual Bowed Knee on Iron Sand, Grinding and Bleeding, Clamping Fire to Throat... Peeling and Stuffing Grass!"

"I govern fire, govern wind, govern life and death!"

The deity’s voice suddenly becomes grand, possessing a power that shakes the core.

Yuan Laoxi has to admit, at this moment, he indeed felt a sense of emotion. He felt deep reverence, immersed in a fervent mood, only wanting to worship devoutly.

The deity’s voice thundered: "I am King of Bian City! Lord of Hell, King Yama, Assassin’s God!"

Yuan Laoxi prostrated himself, crying tearfully: "Great revered deity! Today I realize your greatness, the Monster Realm thanks your return! Your God’s Servant will never pity his broken body, never slacken for a day. He’ll use his remaining life, to the best of his ability, to spread your glory, proclaim your greatness, so you may soon return to the God Kingdom, re-achieve the Absolute Summit, and save my demon clan!"

Assassin’s God satisfactorily faded the influence on emotion, solemnly said: "Joining under my seat, to be my pope, how can there be regret of a broken body? Once I recover my Divine Power, I will surely command you as Subordinate God, making you whole and enjoying longevity!"

Yuan Laoxi has lived through these years, long accustomed to painted cakes, thus although still in the aftermath of excitement, he remains somewhat unmoved.

But the next moment, a fire imprint suddenly appears, stamping on his forehead and printing into the depths of his spiritual sea!

This is...

"This is my divine seal! It is part of the power of my authority over fire, now bestowed upon you. In dangerous times, chant my name, pray to me, you can invoke my divine power and incinerate the enemy!"

Feeling the real, unfeigned power within the fire seed imprint, Yuan Laoxi at this moment truly believed somewhat!

This King of Bian City’s divine seal can achieve effects similar to a Demon Mark growing and manifesting divine skills!

What miraculous method is this? What tremendous power is this?

He reverently kneels, asks the final question: "What name shall our sect use to walk the worldly path, spreading your great glory?"

The pallid faceless deity statue silently floats in the air.

The great deity’s voice said: "Let’s call it Faceless Cult."

"Neither you nor I have faces, let all beings paint them!"