Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Chapter 1848: Chapter 1816: Yama Hell

After Yu Yong, the Yu King, died, he remained in a daze, losing all consciousness.

He didn’t know how much time had passed.

He opened his eyes and found everything around him was dim and yellowish. A river gushed from beneath the Nine Nether, flowing towards the endless distance.

Within the turbid river water, each human soul lost consciousness, their pupils turned white, and they moved in orderly lines, constantly writhing within the river, drifting towards the distance.

Suddenly, a gateway filled with the energy of war and metal opened, and a deep voice emerged: ”Sword Three Nine Two.”

The turbid river water gurgled with no response.

As the voice fell, a turbid branch of the Rebirth River diverted towards the gateway filled with the energy of war and metal, with water continuously pouring into it.

Along with the river water, white-eyed human souls occasionally separated from the main stream and entered the gateway filled with the energy of war and metal, one after another, each possessing an aura that seemed sharp and resolute.

Not too many nor too few, three hundred and ninety-two such souls flowed past.

After three hundred and ninety-two souls entered the gateway of war and metal energy, the gateway disappeared, and so did the tributary.

”Axe Seventy-Nine.”

”Spear Three Seven Eight Two.”

”...”

Deep voices resounded above the Rebirth River, one after another. Each gateway appeared, specifically and efficiently absorbing the divine souls with particular traits and numbers passing through the tributary.

Apart from the sounds of swords, spears, axes and the like, the Rebirth River occasionally bore terms like ”Pill,” ”Longevity,” ”Fortune,” and ”Prosperity,” with quantities following these terms.

The numbers accompanying such terms were quite small, often single digits, and they did not appear frequently.

The term with the highest number was ”Soldier.”

Whenever this term appeared, a tributary several tens of miles wide would branch off from the Rebirth River, and the gateway would stand ten thousand meters tall, marked with many mysterious battle formation patterns.

The gateway named ”Soldier” was like a great river swallowing human souls, often counting in the hundreds of thousands or even millions, used to form part of the God Army that sprawled across the Endless Starry Sky Battlefield.

Besides ”Soldier,” there were smaller and fewer gateways like ”Lieutenant,” ”General,” ”Marshal,” and ”Army.”

Especially ”Marshal” and ”Army” were rarer, each appearance carrying a heavy pressure, carefully cradling those extraordinary souls and ushering them into the gateways.

The vast waves of divine souls from the Human World poured into this Rebirth River, continuously processed and categorized.

”This place is... Yama Hell.”

Yu Yong’s eyes were filled with confusion.

Almost instinctively, he recognized the place.

”Many more human souls, and the souls of generals and marshals have increased several dozen times compared to before, even the souls of kings have appeared.”

The next moment, he had this thought in his mind.

It seemed he was quite familiar with this place, feeling no unease, and things suddenly appeared in his mind without any sense of delay.

Looking around again.

Yu Yong was different from all the vital souls.

He wasn’t submerged in the Rebirth River but stood high above the sky, radiating a divine light that illuminated the sky, with golden lotuses, cloud qi, raindrops, and various other divine phenomena appearing around him, noble and magnificent.

”Greetings,”

”Rain Master Divine!”

Surrounding him, a large group of Yin Department ghost messengers was already kneeling; the leader was the chief of the ghost messengers, Oxhead and Horseface in person, at Harmonization Peak divine position, they respectfully kowtowed: ”We congratulate Rain Master Divine on your reincarnation and return, furthering your merits, and your divine power is boundless!”

”Rise.”

”It’s merely reincarnating once more.”

Yu Yong replied indifferently.

He instinctively dismissed these insignificant beings.

He knew where he needed to go, flying towards the high heavens, countless phenomena spreading in all directions, his divine power formidable, causing many minor deities to tremble in fear.

Suddenly, Yu Yong paused and looked towards the Rebirth River.

There, countless white-eyed human souls moved forward step by step, numb and rigid, among them, a beautiful woman appeared the same way, her skin like a pale water bubble, a grim wound on her head.

”Cui...”

Pain twisted Yu Yong’s heart.

”What will be her fate?”

He asked.

”Reporting to the Divine,”

The Oxhead ghost messenger looked up at him cautiously and replied, ”This woman carries a sin against the Divine Dao, having committed a grave blasphemy in life. Therefore, following custom, she will be tormented by hellfire for ten thousand years before being sent to the Soldier Family to be forged into a weapon.”

”You...”

The Oxhead ghost messenger dared not say more.

If it were an ordinary soul, it might be disregarded, but this was a king-level soul, an important asset to the Taoist Court. As a mere Oxhead ghost messenger, he dared not interfere.

Yu Yong remained silent.

He knew more than the Oxhead ghost messenger.

The main body would not agree.

Not even for a king-level soul, and certainly not for an ordinary soul. Since he cherished her, the main body would definitely seek her destruction, calling it a ”reincarnation impediment.”

”Reincarnation...”

”I am me, I am Yu Yong, am I the Rain Master?”

Yu Yong wore a look of confusion.

He raised his head and gazed into the depths of Yama Hell, asking in a low voice, ”Is King Yanluo here?”

”The King,”

”The King is in seclusion, not to be disturbed lightly, lest his cultivation be disrupted...”

The Oxhead ghost messenger hesitated for a long time before speaking.

”Never mind.”

Yu Yong softly sighed.

He knew that as a mere avatar of reincarnation, he could not easily gain an audience with the ruler of Yama Hell, let alone have him help save a particular soul.

Unless he was delivering a decree from his main body, then it would be different.

Yu Yong felt desolate in his heart, no longer wasting effort, and flew straight westward, passing through the Tianrendao, by way of the Six Paths Gate, towards the distant Rain Master Divine Palace.

...

In the depths of Yu Yong’s divine soul, a gaze quietly observed everything.

He saw the assembly line-like Rebirth River, saw the human souls flowing like a tide, saw the gateways, and saw the Oxhead and Horseface ghost messengers, his gaze flickering.

”Six Dao Reincarnation...”

”The Six Dao Reincarnation lineage of the Human Race indeed has spread.”

Jiang Ding’s eyes flashed with fierce light: ”Even more coincidentally, the Six Dao Reincarnation here shares many similarities with the Ancient God Ancestor Master’s transmission, many Six Dao Reincarnation structures are practically copied.”

The Six Dao Reincarnations of the Human Race differ completely based on personal insight, just like the Six Dao Reincarnations of the Ancient God Ancestor Master and the Dari Swordsman are entirely different things.

”This cannot be explained by coincidence, identical leaves appearing multiple times.”

”... Is it your son?”

Jiang Ding muttered to himself.

The Ancient God Ancestor Master, a being of great merit and great sin, what became of his son after death? Was his legacy usurped, or did he become the ruler of Yama Hell in the Divine Buddha Great Thousand World?