Journey to the West: Break the entire Western Heaven!

"Children, come back here, don't run around." Tang Sanzang, Black Bear Spirit, Mu Zha, and the Dragon Maid shouted, each splitting into hundreds of copies, herding the children together like ducks, directing them in one direction.

Ananda, standing beside the Bodhisattva Guanyin, said, "Bodhisattva, you have worked hard."

Bodhisattva Guanyin brought her palms together and said, "Amitabha... ah..."

The group walked past several floating bridges and arch bridges, crossed over small hills, and arrived at an isolated peak.

This mountain was not tallest, but its terrain was very gentle; the trees on the mountain were quite scarce, with low grass and small flowers covering the hill.

Ananda explained, "This is a peak temporarily arranged for everyone. There are no large rocks or tall trees, and all the flowers, grasses, and animals are miniature to prevent hurting the children."

Bodhisattva Guanyin was very satisfied with this arrangement.

However, the most satisfied were the children, who excitedly sprinted in that direction, with some of the weaker ones crawling all over the place, and the weakest rolling around on the ground...

Fortunately, the peak was large enough, so even with three thousand children thrown on it, it didn't feel crowded.

At that moment, three thousand Buddhist Disciples came over and saluted the Bodhisattva Guanyin, "We pay our respects to the Bodhisattva."

Bodhisattva Guanyin, indicating the children, said, "From now on, I'll trouble you to take care of them."

The Buddhist Disciples said, "Bodhisattva, rest assured."

Ananda said, "Bodhisattva, rest easy, we have arranged not only their clothing, food, and shelter, but also teachers for them."

Bodhisattva Guanyin looked towards Tang Sanzang, "Elder Tang, are you satisfied?"

Tang Sanzang was very satisfied, nodding vigorously, "Satisfied, very satisfied!"

Bodhisattva Guanyin smiled, "That's good then."

After receiving their orders, the three thousand Buddhist Disciples began to each take a child and started playing with them.

The children, unafraid of strangers, climbed onto the newcomers with joyful laughter...@@novelbin@@

Tang Sanzang also laughed, but his smile soon turned fierce.

Bodhisattva Guanyin, puzzled, looked at Tang Sanzang, "Elder Tang, what's this?"

Tang Sanzang said, "Bodhisattva, how do I get to the Nether River?"

Bodhisattva Guanyin was stunned, then a slight mischievous smile appeared, "I'll tell you how to go!"

...

The Underworld has never been just one.

During the primordial eras, Hao Tian set up the Mount Tai Underworld to control the Netherworld, which was the prototype of all underworlds.

At that time, though, the Mount Tai Underworld was not large, and it wasn't actually placed in the Netherworld, but rather, it encircled a region around Mount Tai, congregating all the earthly spirits.

Because at that time the Gloomy Blood Sea had not yet sealed itself, and the ancestor of the Nether River was extraordinarily powerful, carrying dual swords and traversing without fear, directly turning the Netherworld into his own territory.

Eventually, the Nether River sealed itself, but many of the Asura, Yaksha, and demonic mothers from the Asura Clan and earthly spirits failed to return to the Nether River in time.

These beings congregated in the Netherworld outside the Nether River, wreaking havoc in the area.

Later, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva entered hell, leaving behind the great vow, "I vow not to become a Buddha until the hells are empty," and began the endless task of transforming these ferocious Asuras. The transformed Asuras then evolved into the later Eight Legions of Guardians: Heavenly Beings, Dragon Tribe, Yaksha, Gandharva, Asura, Garuda, Kinnara, Mahoraga...

These beings gathered around Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, forming Buddhism's version of the Underworld, the Yincao Underworld.

Besides the Mount Tai Underworld and the Yincao Underworld, there was the Fengdu Underworld.

It is also the Underworld currently belonging to the Heavenly Court...

After the great war of deification, commanded by the Saint, the Jade Emperor came to govern all the heavens and Ten Thousand Realms, and naturally, the Netherworld was no exception.

Thus, he requested the Daoist Celestial Master Taiyi to ride his divine beast, the Nine Spirits Yuan Saint, proclaiming himself the Sect Hierarch of Qinghua, to forcefully enter the Netherworld with an imperial momentum. The roar of the Nine Spirits Lion opened the grand gates of the Netherworld. Taiyi Celestial Master descended mightily into the Netherworld, sweeping through with his terrifying strength, incorporating the original Four Great Ghost Emperors and expanding them to the Five Directions Ghost Emperors, appointing the Great Emperor of Fengdu as the lord of the Netherworld and thus evolved the Fengdu Underworld.

From then on, the celestial court's Mount Tai Underworld, Buddhism's Underworld, and Daoism's Fengdu Underworld stood in a tripod stance within the Netherworld.

But how could one world have three different underworlds? This was not in accordance with the Saint's intentions.

Moreover, by this time, the ruler of Mount Tai Underworld had changed to the Great Emperor of the Eastern Peak, Huang Feihu, and with the Western Sect's Sect Hierarch withdrawing from the Three Realms and Buddhism bowing its head, the three underworlds finally merged under the powerful hand of the Jade Emperor.

Still, they each governed their own affairs...

So nominally, not everyone could descend to the Netherworld, but Buddhism still retained its own path.

Tang Sanzang was leveraging the power of the Underworld of Buddhism to open the great gates of the Netherworld and step through in one stride.

Deep in the Netherworld, there ran a blood-red river numerous kilometers wide, its rich blood energy and impure air spreading far and wide, enveloping the banks for a hundred kilometers. Within this hundred kilometers, one couldn't see their own hands in front of them, and beyond it, visibility was only up to ten meters.

Ten thousand kilometers away, the air of blood and impurities gradually thinned.

But this was not because the blood energy and impurities had dispersed, but rather, the converged blood energy and impurities were relatively lesser here, hence they appeared thinner.

In the middle of the Nether River, a voice sounded.

"You got overthrown by someone? And captured too? Wahaha…" A laughter, reminiscent of a tractor, erupted.

Deep in the Nether River, inside a massive palace wrought from blood crystals, a man dressed in a bright red robe, bare-chested with a chest full of black hair and a bushy beard, yelled, his laughter revealing deep amusement.

Sitting opposite the burly man was none other than Yu Setian himself.

Yu Setian, thoroughly annoyed, said, "Poxun, I got captured, and you find that funny?"

Yu Setian continued laughing as though his tractor had stalled, then wiping his mouth, put one foot on the table and exclaimed, "You got captured? How could you be captured?

What era is it now?

It's not like the olden days of primeval emperors, with divinities and demons rampant!

Back then, we had to act subdued and honest.

Now the gods and demons are no more, the few remaining either becoming Saints or Ancestors, either dwelling eternally in the Purple Cloud Palace or lying low on their own turf.

The rest are just juniors.

Don't tell me a junior has taken you down!

What, has your 'Heavenly Demon God Technique' become so pathetic now?

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Stop bluffing, just admit you've been lazy, no need to pretend to have been captured.

The lies you're spreading aren't even sensible."

Poxun responded, "You can ask the Ghost Mother if you don't believe me."

Yu Setian, waving his large hand, said, "Who doesn't know how close you two are, you're practically only short of sharing a bed. Me ask her? I won't!"

Poxun frowned and said, "Yu Setian, can't you watch your words? When have I and the Ghost Mother been short of sharing a bed? Just because we are close, must we be like you and jump into bed?"

Yu Setian retorted, "Between a man and a woman, if you're not in bed, can it be called a good relationship? Without being in bed, what kind of relationship are you having? Are you sick? Idle and panicking?"

Poxun, tired of arguing with this crass man but unavoidably having to deal with him,