110: Chapter 109 The Underworld Reopens

After Ye Qingxuan wiped out nearly a hundred million involved people with a single palm, he didn't linger for even a moment, teleporting straight back to the Shangqing Sect.

Everything that had just happened on the isolated Pacific island—the appearance of the Heavenly Dao, the descent of bloody Karma, and the process of the golden wheel of Karma purifying the Karma—was clearly sensed by every Soul Transformation Stage Cultivator in the world.

For the past few days, the Daoist sects, Buddhist sects, and practitioners of all paths had all been in secluded cultivation, paying no attention to the outside world. It was only when they connected their Divine Sense to the internet that they saw the entire web blowing up, with everyone frantically discussing Ye Qingxuan's earth-shattering move.

When the group of Soul Transformation Cultivators had previously seen the Heavenly Dao's will step in to intervene, they had secretly broken into a cold sweat for Ye Qingxuan.

But when they saw the golden wheel of Karma light up behind Ye Qingxuan's head and instantly evaporate the towering bloody Karma into nothingness, their lips twitched, their eyes filled with envy and jealousy.

Someone muttered softly, "No one objects to Lin Lei being a National Destiny Chosen One—he's a genuine Martial Ancestor. But Duyuan is just an ordinary monk; why was he also chosen by the National Destiny Space?"

The Cultivator beside him nodded repeatedly, filled with unwillingness.

(Why else? Because of his Ancestral Master, of course! With Jigong's network and background, he can directly ask the Buddha to give gifts to the Great Heavenly Venerate. Can you?)

After returning to the mountain, Ye Qingxuan went straight to Qingling to explain things.

Ye Qingxuan: "Senior Sister, I need to enter secluded cultivation again to organize all my Divine Abilities into books and place them in the Library Pavilion."

Qingling agreed: "Alright, go ahead. I'll take Xiao Jiu and the sword spirit for a stroll."

Ye Qingxuan then entered the cultivation chamber to meditate. Qingling led Xiao Jiu and the sword spirit to wander around the Shangqing Sect's mountain gate.

When a group of Shangqing Disciples saw two identical Qinglings from afar, they were all stunned on the spot, stopping to watch and point.

Wearing Qingling's mature, elegant appearance, the sword spirit was actually timid and cowardly by nature; under the stare of countless eyes, she felt uncomfortable all over.

Stared at for too long, she couldn't hold back her fiery temperament—inherent to a Sichuan girl—and glared, shouting, "What are you looking at! Look any longer and I'll gouge your eyeballs out!"

All the Disciples shivered in unison.

A young Daoist Disciple muttered under his breath, "One demoness was fierce enough. Now there's another matching model. She's going to be even harder to mess with from now on."

The Senior Brother beside him quickly pulled him back: "Junior Brother, mind your words! Senior Sister Qingling has many enforcers backing her up, especially Senior Brother Ye Qingxuan. We can't afford to provoke them at all."

The young Daoist shrank his neck: "If I can't afford to provoke her, I can at least avoid her. I'll go down the mountain to do good deeds and accumulate virtue. Steering clear of her is definitely the right choice."

Everyone was filled with doubt; no one knew the identity of this unfamiliar woman.

Yuanhui, a Soul Transformation Sword Cultivator, was extremely sensitive to the aura of swords and discerned the truth in a moment.

Yuanhui spoke slowly: "No need to guess blindly. This is the aura of the cangmang sword, Nephew Ye Qingxuan's natal Flying Sword. Its sword spirit has reached complete Perfection and successfully taken human form."

As soon as these words were uttered, all the Disciples instantly came to a realization.

A young nephew was filled with shock: "My goodness! Uncle-Master Qingxuan's Flying Sword can actually turn into a human? That's way too outrageous!"

An older Daoist explained calmly, "I told you to read more books, but you never listened. At the level of Immortal Artifacts and above, an item spirit will be nurtured. With enough cultivation, it can take human form."

Another Senior Brother added, "To be able to manifest independently and possess autonomous intellect and personality, it must be at least at the High Grade Immortal Artifact level."

Beside them, a little Daoist boy blinked, suddenly realizing: "Wait, that's not right! Uncle-Master Qingxuan's sword absorbed Heavenly Dao Karma. It's a Karma Magic Treasure, so its grade definitely far surpasses ordinary High Grade Immortal Artifacts!"

Someone else couldn't help asking out of curiosity: "Then Uncle-Master Qingxuan also has top-tier supreme treasures like the human emperor banner. Could it also take form and manifest in the future?"

The group of Disciples grew more amazed as they chatted, all marveling at Ye Qingxuan's unfathomable foundation.

A day passed in the blink of an eye.

The entire world of Blue Star suddenly experienced a violent anomaly. Clouds tumbled across the sky, and the long-absent phantom of the Heavenly Dao manifested once again.

A grand and vast voice of the Dao resounded indiscriminately in every corner of the globe. Just eight words echoed through the ages:

Reincarnation revives; the Underworld reopens!

What? Reincarnation revives, the Underworld fully reopens??!!

The moment the Heavenly Dao's eight-word voice descended, regardless of national borders, race, or language, every single person on Blue Star heard it crystal clear.

This was the voice of the Heavenly Dao's Origin, possessing an Innate universal understanding; every intelligent being could automatically translate and comprehend its meaning in their minds.

The entire internet blew up instantly.

Ordinary Huaxia netizens reacted the fastest.

Everyone immediately thought back to that clump of reincarnation origin Ye Qingxuan had previously obtained in the National Destiny Space.

Everyone vaguely guessed in their hearts that the reopening of the Underworld and the revival of Reincarnation were definitely inseparable from Ye Qingxuan.

Ordinary people were just watching the spectacle, feeling only that heaven and earth were undergoing grand changes and miracles were appearing.

But in the entire cultivation world, all Cultivators with cultivation and deep heritage instantly understood everything.

They had witnessed Ye Qingxuan's golden wheel of Karma with their own eyes and knew how Heaven-Defying that clump of reincarnation origin was.

The order of Reincarnation, which had been severed for countless ages during the Age of Dharma Decline, was thoroughly restarted today—an overarching trend of heaven and earth set into motion by Ye Qingxuan alone.

In an instant, the entire Huaxia cultivation world was shaken.

All Soul Transformation and Nascent Soul Cultivators—whether from Daoist sects, Buddhist sects, Demonic Paths, or reclusive old monsters—all soared into the sky, speeding toward the exact same direction: Mount Tai of the Eastern Peak.

From ancient times to the present, the sole mortal entrance to the Ghost Gate was located within the boundaries of Mount Tai.

Countless streaks of light pierced the sky, densely filling the vast expanse, all rushing to Mount Tai to observe the monumental upheaval of heaven and earth.

Yuanhui, Master Yuanxin, and a group of Cultivators landed side-by-side on the summit of Mount Tai, gazing at the dark spiritual light manifesting below as they conversed.

Master Yuanxin stroked his long eyebrows and sighed softly: "The Underworld, dormant for countless ages, reappears, and the Six Paths of Reincarnation turn again. The root still lies in Ye Qingxuan's clump of reincarnation origin to bring about such a monumental change in heaven and earth."

Beside him, Yuanhui nodded in agreement: "In the past, during the Age of Dharma Decline, there was no Reincarnation. Evildoers lightly dissipated after death, with good and evil going unrewarded or unpunished. Today is different. As long as one created evil Karma during life, they cannot escape in the slightest; the Eighteen Levels of Hell have corresponding punishments ready."

An old Buddhist monk pressed his palms together and said, "The world's heinous villains are struck down by divine retribution, while ordinary misdeeds cannot be fully regulated by mortal law. Now that the Underworld has landed, it completes this final set of rules."

Another old practitioner of the Demonic Path chuckled bitterly: "This old man usually acts as he pleases and has bickered quite a bit with others. Looking at this now, I must restrain my tongue in the future, or else after death, I might be thrown into the Tongue-Ripping Hell to suffer daily."

Not long after, a sky full of dark Heavenly Dao spiritual light surged out from the foot of Mount Tai, layers of dark purple haze spreading out to envelop the entire mountain range.

The earth vibrated slightly, and light and shadow on the ground warped as a massive stone city gate—ancient, heavy, gloomy, and majestic—slowly manifested out of the Void Realm.

On the city gate's plaque, three ancient Dao characters shone brightly: Ghost Gate.

At the same time, the global National Destiny live broadcast stream was forcibly taken over by the Heavenly Dao, broadcasting a full panorama of the Underworld around the clock for everyone in the world to watch simultaneously.

The camera extended all the way in, unfolding inward from the Ghost Gate, revealing the complete structure of the Underworld step by step.

First was the Yellow Springs Road leading directly to the depths of the Netherworld. On both sides of the road blossomed spider lilies, flowers and leaves never meeting, steeped in heavy Death Qi as howling ghostly winds blew.

Further along, the Naihe Bridge hung suspended across the waters of the Nether River, the Yellow Springs water tumbling frantically below to cleanse all the Karma of the world.

Beside the bridge stood a spiritual stone tablet, none other than the Three Lives Stone. Faintly visible on the stone were countless blurry names, recording the three-lifetime Reincarnations of all living beings: past life, present life, and future life.

Not far away stood the Mirror of Karma Platform. Its mirror surface was pitch-black and profound, able to illuminate all the good and evil of a person's life; whether evil done in secret, hypocrisy, or hidden sins, nothing could hide before the Mirror of Karma.

At the very center of the Underworld floated a sky-blotting, massive treasure wheel: the Six Paths Reincarnation Wheel.

Engraved on the wheel were six Innate Dao scripts that no one recognized, yet anyone could instantly comprehend their meaning upon a single glance, corresponding respectively to: the Deva Realm, the Human Realm, the Asura Realm, the Hell Realm, the Hungry Ghost Realm, and the Animal Realm.

Those who accumulated virtue, did good deeds, and amassed deep Karma in life entered the Deva Realm to enjoy endless blessings;

Those who kept to their original mind and lived ordinary lives entered the Human Realm to be reborn into the mortal world;

Those who were aggressive, bloodthirsty, and contentious fell into the Asura Realm; while those who committed numerous evils and were laden with sins were cast into the remaining three realms according to their crimes to suffer.

The camera continued to sink, completely revealing the Eighteen Levels of Hell that had been lost to the world for ages. Each level corresponded to different sins with distinct punishments—the Heavenly Dao was supremely just, never showing favoritism.

The 1st level, the Tongue-Ripping Hell, was specifically designated to imprison those who spread rumors and slandered, stirred up trouble, drove wedges between people, or told lies in life. Ghost messengers forcibly pulled out the sinners' tongues with iron pliers, subjecting them to the daily agony of tongue ripping.

The 2nd level, the Scissor Hell, punished those who destroyed others' marriages, instigated remarrying, or maliciously broke up families. All ten fingers of the sinners were severed by iron scissors in an endless, never-ending cycle.

The 3rd level, the Iron Tree Hell, targeted those who turned blood relatives against each other or incited conflict between fathers, sons, brothers, and spouses. The iron trees of Hell were covered in sharp blades; the sinners' physical bodies were impaled and suspended, enduring the agony of constant scraping and slicing.

The 4th level, the Karma Mirror Hell, housed all those who deliberately concealed their crimes and luckily escaped mortal punishment. Looking into the mirror revealed all their evil deeds, after which they were assigned to the corresponding Hell according to their sins.

The 5th level, the Steamer Hell, punished those who stirred up trouble, framed others, fabricated rumors to harm people, or committed marital infidelity and betrayed their partners. They were thrown into steamers to be boiled, their soul bodies collapsing and reforming to suffer repeated torture.

The 6th level, the Copper Pillar Hell, targeted evil people who committed arson to harm others, took deliberate revenge, or burned property and houses; they were bound naked to red-hot copper pillars, roasting their soul bodies.

The 7th level, the Mountain of Knives Hell, forced those who slaughtered countless lives, harmed living beings, or disregarded life to climb barefoot up a mountain bristling with sharp blades, slicing their flesh inch by inch.

The 8th level, the Ice Mountain Hell, froze those unfilial to parents, who murdered close relatives, broke faith, or maliciously had abortions, naked in ten-thousand-year ice mountains to suffer piercing, extreme cold.

The 9th level, the Oil Cauldron Hell, threw swindlers, unfaithful spouses, and those who deliberately harmed friends and family into boiling oil cauldrons to be deep-fried repeatedly.

The 10th level, the Cattle Pit Hell, subjected those who abused livestock, wantonly slaughtered, were cold and heartless, or repeatedly let down their partners to being trampled and gored continuously day and night by mad bulls.

The 11th level, the Boulder Press Hell, crushed those who abandoned or drowned infants, were irresponsible, or harmed their own flesh and blood under ten-thousand-jin boulders for years on end, unable to turn over.

The 12th level, the Mortar and Pestle Hell, repeatedly pounded the soul bodies of those who ruined grains, wasted food, or wantonly squandered resources with stone pestles.

The 13th level, the Blood Pool Hell, submerged those who defiled themselves, were unfilial and unrighteous, or were stained with bloody evil Karma into a pool of blood to suffer the agony of foul corrosion.

The 14th level, the Wrongful Death Hell, trapped those who committed suicide, self-harmed, wasted life, or abandoned the world in pessimism within the City of Wrongful Death, unable to enter Reincarnation.

The 15th level, the Dismemberment Hell, subjected tomb raiders, destroyers of ancestral graves, and desecrators of the deceased to dismemberment and slow slicing.

The 16th level, the Volcano Hell, dragged corrupt officials who perverted laws, took bribes, or oppressed the innocent into seas of volcanic fire to burn ceaselessly.

The 17th level, the Millstone Hell, threw corrupt bureaucrats, oppressors of the populace, and deceivers of superiors into stone millstones to be ground into mincemeat, having their soul bodies reconstructed only to be tortured again.

The 18th level, the Saw and Knife Hell, bound heinous criminals, parricides, traitors, persecutors of loyal subjects, and unpardonable evildoers with iron chains to be hacked with knives and sawed apart, sinking forever into Avici without end, with almost no hope of ever re-emerging into Reincarnation.

The live stream chat bullet-comments densely flooded the screen, as countless netizens gathered to vent and marvel:

"Finally, the Underworld has manifested! Before, so many petty evildoers exploited loopholes—the law couldn't punish them, and the Heavenly Dao only gave light warnings. Now, there's a place for all of them!"

"Seriously! Heinous crimes had Heavenly Dao lightning strikes, medium offenses had legal sentencing, but petty people who were selfish, unfaithful, or gossiped behind backs had no consequences at all. My irritation was acting up every day."

"Exactly! Some people acted so vile, yet their crimes weren't big enough for prison, nor would the Heavenly Dao strike them dead directly, leaving them free to roam. Now that Reincarnation has opened, they'll all go to their corresponding Hells to suffer after death."

"I just read the commentary: those who cheat and betray their partners go to the Steamer Hell or Oil Cauldron Hell after death, and severe cases get thrown into the Cattle Pit Hell. Thinking of those cheaters, they're probably too scared to sleep right now."

Several self-deprecating bullet-comments popped up on the screen, leaving everyone caught between laughter and tears.

One comment read: "Bro, I haven't done anything terrible in my life except cheat when I was young. I never expected I'd have to go into a cauldron of oil after death. I'm totally done for now."

Another immediately replied: "Yours isn't even that bad. I usually love arguing with people and talking smack behind their backs everywhere. According to the rules, after I die, I'm heading straight to the Tongue-Ripping Hell to get my tongue pulled every day."

Immediately after, a massive wave of uniform comments filled the screen: "Do more good deeds in the future, speak less ill, do fewer guilty deeds, and definitely do more good!"

Everyone in the world watched the punishments of the Eighteen Levels of Hell broadcast by the Heavenly Dao in complete silence throughout.

Foreigners had terrified faces, truly feeling the stern majesty and justice of Huaxia's Heavenly Dao for the first time.

Huaxia netizens felt even more complex emotions, a deep sense of awe arising within them—especially those who had guilty consciences.

Everyone knew clearly in their hearts.

The Age of Dharma Decline had thoroughly ended.

From now on, good and evil would meet their due rewards and punishments; the cycle of Heavenly Dao Reincarnation had truly returned.