A stream of light flew out of Penglai Fairy City.
The Tao King went to the Netherworld alone.
The universe in the lower realm is vast and boundless. Even the top emperor cannot visit every corner of the universe. And in the universe, there are many worlds.
The birth and death of a world is nothing more than a mottled stream of light between heaven and earth.
Most of the world is in the light.
Only the Netherworld never sees the light of day all year round.
There is a light-year distance between the spirit world and the netherworld. King Dao traveled at full speed and finally arrived at a strange nebula seven days later.
The starlight is mottled and dark, and a world is hidden in it.
The Tao King enters the Netherworld.
Vaguely, there were wisps of aura sweeping over, as if they were aware of the arrival of the Tao King, but the Tao King restrained his aura and did not make anyone notice it.
He took out the jade slip and followed the map to Tianmu Continent.
Two days later, the Tao King came to a dark territory.
Compared with the darkness everywhere in the Netherworld, Tianmu Continent is the only place with a glimmer of light, but the demonic energy flowing between heaven and earth is still extremely thick.
A human-shaped sun hangs in the sky.
Perhaps it was due to the passage of time and being constantly eroded by demonic energy that the brightness of the sun gradually weakened.
The Tao King's eyes fell on the human sun. This was made by someone with great supernatural powers using the core of the sun. He was very familiar with the refining method.
"Tai Xuan Treasure Refining Technique..."
Dao King's eyes were sharp, "The master of Tianji Pavilion really has a wonderful plan. Master, he is really in Tianmu Continent."
"Master, hundreds of thousands of years have passed. I don't know if you have thought about it." Me?"
That sun was refined using the Taixuan Taihao Sutra, and was obviously the work of Taoist Kumu.
The figure of Tao King gradually disappeared.
An hour later.
He came to a stretch of mountains, and the demonic energy was surging and rolling. It seemed that there was an invisible hand stirring between the heaven and the earth, affecting the rules of the world here.
The mountains stretch for millions of miles, with lush vegetation and spirit beasts galloping around. It doesn't look like the underworld at all.
It's like a paradise.
The Tao King's spiritual thoughts poured into the world, and he smiled, "Master has indeed not changed. He always likes to raise some flowers and plants."
This was obviously the work of Taoist Kumu.
Use the power of the Emperor to forcibly transform the rules of a world and create an environment suitable for living and practicing.
Under the power of the formation, the demonic energy was also transformed into spiritual energy.
The Dao King's spiritual thoughts were released, continuously radiating in all directions, and it didn't take long before they enveloped all directions, covering an area of a million miles.
He "saw" a simple and majestic mountain gate, hidden among the mountains, with thousands of disciples practicing, from all races, regardless of religion.
Uh-huh!
Suddenly, a gaze looked from the quiet temple and came into contact with the Tao King's spiritual thoughts. Suddenly, the Tao King's spiritual thoughts were cut off.
The Tao King was not angry, but instead showed a strange smile.
He had never thought of hiding his aura, this was what he took the initiative to expose.
He wanted to tell Taoist Kumu that he had arrived.
This time, he wanted to give Taoist Kumu enough time to prepare.
...
Deadwood Sect.
An old man with white eyebrows and white hair sits cross-legged in the Dead Wood Hall. His lower body is like a dead wood, connected to the earth, and seems to be imprisoned here, unable to move.
Taoist Kumu opened his eyes, his eyes full of solemnity.
"Is this disaster inevitable after all?"
Taoist Kumu murmured.
He has complicated feelings towards Tao Wang.
Among the disciples he has taught, Dao Wang is undoubtedly the most talented. He has long been determined to be the next leader of Taihao Tianzong. However, he did not expect that Dao Wang has huge ambitions and cannot wait for a moment to put him in danger. In the dead end, he killed his master to seize the throne.
On that day, Taoist Kumu had half of his foundation destroyed, his body was obliterated, and his soul was shattered.
But he escaped.
Incognito, hiding in the underworld.
Taoist Kumu lowered his head, looking at his body that was neither human nor demon, with a heavy expression on his face.
The last time, the Taoist King severely injured him, Taoist Master Kumu, Taoist Duobao used great magical powers, and a strange sacred tree seed, allowing Taoist Kumu's soul to condense proudly.
As time passed, Taoist Kumu's physical body and the sacred tree became one, becoming what it is today.
Everything is given by the Tao King.
But Taoist Kumu had no complaints. It was all because of his ignorance that he had fallen into this situation. He had never thought of revenge.
However, the Tao King came again.
Apparently, the Tao King wanted his life.
"Fu Yuan."
Taoist Kumu called softly.
A middle-aged Confucian scholar walked into the hall.
"Disciple pays homage to Master."
The eldest disciple Fu Yuan bowed and said, "Master, what are your orders?"
Taoist Kumu stared at Fu Yuan and said: "You immediately summon the six junior brothers and sisters and ask them to lead all the disciples of Kumu Sect. Let's go and leave the Netherworld."
"Remember, don't come back."
"Why is this?"
Fuyuan's expression changed drastically. Why were they suddenly asked to move?
What should Master Kumu do?
"Your senior brother is here." Taoist Kumu said slowly.
Fuyuan's pupils shrank suddenly.
Senior brother, Emperor Wuyou.
The number one genius and the number one master in the spiritual world.
The Tao King's name has long been heard like thunder.
If it hadn't been for him, Taoist Kumu would not have ended up in such a miserable end.
"Master, he...he came to kill you?" Fuyuan's voice trembled, feeling both anger and grief for Taoist Kumu, and there was even a trace of fear in his heart.
Di Wuyou is too scary.
"Yes."
Taoist Kumu smiled, "Your senior brother has a tough mind that is incomparable to others. He is ruthless and decisive. Once he takes action, he will definitely eradicate it." "
You go and summon the disciples now. I hope he can look out for my sake and let you leave."
"Master..."
Fuyuan clenched his fists tightly, looking humiliated.
Ninety thousand years!
A full ninety thousand years.
Of the seven disciples, only one successfully entered the realm of the Great Emperor.
As for Emperor Zun, there is none.
So much so that when the Tao King came, no one could resist.
"Go quickly."
Taoist Kumu's voice turned cold.
"Disciple, take the order."
Fuyuan looked painful and left resolutely.
"Master!"
When Fu Yuan just left, another woman in red broke into the hall in panic. When she saw Taoist Kumu, she hurriedly said: "Kumu Sect has been sealed."
Hearing this, Taoist Kumu fell silent.
"Why do you have to be so awesome?"
Taoist Kumu looked at the sky, his eyes penetrated the dome, and he saw the Taoist king standing in the sky with his hands on his back, wearing a flowing white robe.
The Tao King stepped in the air as if he were walking on flat ground.
"Master, disciples have always been like this."
The Tao King thought, and the world was covered by a huge formation diagram for millions of miles. The Tao patterns were intertwined between the sky and the earth. The atmosphere was depressing and dull, and murderous intent surged into the sky.
Since he wants to take action, he will not let anyone go, even every plant and tree will be exterminated.
This is the principle of Tao Wang's work.
"Master, we haven't seen each other for many years. Let's catch up on old times."
The Tao King landed in front of the main hall. The woman in red, Fu Yuan, and the quasi-emperors stared at the Tao King in horror. Someone had already learned his identity. More people are confused.
However, even if he doesn't know the origin of the person in front of him, just because he takes action to seal the Deadwood Sect, he is the enemy of the Deadwood Sect.
The Taoist King ignored many practitioners and walked into the main hall.
No one dared to stop him.
He saw Taoist Kumu, whose upper body was that of a human being, with white eyebrows, white hair, and white clothes, with an immortal air and a pure air.
The lower body is a tree stump.
He seemed to grow on a tree, connected into one body, half man and half tree.
Dao Wang glanced over and didn't ask any more questions.
He has extraordinary vision and naturally knows the reason why Taoist Kumu looks like this.
Mostly it's a way to extend one's life.
"Master, long time no see."
Dao Wang said.
"Ninety-three thousand two hundred and sixteen years and one hundred and fifteen days."
Taoist Kumu said solemnly.
He will always remember that day.
The Taoist King smiled calmly, "It seems that Master is not old and foolish, and his memory is still as good as before." "
Master, I haven't seen you for ninety thousand years. Please accept my disciple's bow." The
Taoist King arranged his clothes seriously, knelt on the ground, and bowed to the ground. .
"Emperor Wuyou, pay homage to Master."