Transmigrating over ten thousand years late, I was forced to become a mighty presence

Shen Yuan stood before the door, a contemplative look in his eyes.

Last time, it was right in front of this Mount Tai Palace that Shen Yuan had completed the pantheon position of the Fengdu Emperor, which allowed Shen Yuan to defeat Golden Immortal Minghao while he had just mastered the Mortal Path's momentum.

At that time, Shen Yuan had the opportunity to enter the Mount Tai Palace, but he chose not to open the palace doors because he was wary of the Lord of Mount Tai.

However, as Shen Yuan took control of the Mortal Path's momentum and decided to activate the Great Schism, he suddenly perceived the causal cycle within the reversal of countless eons.

Shen Yuan extended his right hand and pushed open the heavy door.

Inside Mount Tai Palace, there was none of the oppressive might Shen Yuan had imagined; as the doors opened, he could clearly see the scene within.

The palace interior was gloomy and desolate, as if it had been sealed away for eons; there were no luxurious treasures or immortal artifacts and divine weapons, only a throne that bore an aura as ancient as a primordial divine mountain.

Above the throne, instead of the august emperor who reigned over the netherworld territory that he had envisioned, there was merely emptiness.

Seeing this, even Bull Head was taken aback, and instinctively looked behind at Shen Yuan, a sudden realization dawning in his eyes.

Shen Yuan paid no mind to what Bull Head was thinking and instead stepped toward the throne.

Running his hand over it, Shen Yuan recognized that this throne was indeed the Mount Tai King's throne found within the Emperor's Carriage eons later.

The current throne of Mount Tai King still retained the essence of the Netherworld Path and the divine might that had been accumulated by the ancient divine mountain at its base, far surpassing the later epoch's Mount Tai King's throne.

But on the throne, the traces of the Lord of Mount Tai had long since vanished.

Shen Yuan was not surprised by this outcome; he had already guessed the truth before he had prepared to open the Mount Tai Palace.

With his own eyes witnessing the scene inside Mount Tai Palace, the doubts in Shen Yuan's heart were gradually dispelled.

In fact, ever since he had encountered Golden Immortal Minghao and the Thousand-Eyes Divine Monarch blatantly plotting against the Primal Chaos Realm, Shen Yuan had his suspicions.

Although the immortals and deities tasked with guarding the Upper World could not perceive the crisis faced by the Primal Chaos Realm due to the Donghua Shaoyang Emperor ordering them to the lower realm, it should be noted that within the Primal Chaos Realm lay a Highest Heaven altar.

The Lord of Mount Tai stationed in the Primal Chaos Realm posed a far greater threat than the immortals and deities guarding the Heavenly Court. Why then did Golden Immortal Minghao and the Thousand-Eyes Divine Monarch disregard this ruler of the Netherworld, the Lord of Mount Tai?

Though they retained the memory of the true history, they could not know that Shen Yuan wielded the Unimpeded Netherworld Divine Power, which could force the Lord of Mount Tai into a deep slumber.

Without the premise of the Lord of Mount Tai's slumber, their invasion into the Primal Chaos Realm would be nothing short of a death wish.

But as Shen Yuan personally ordered the Great Schism to be opened, bringing the historical and future causality full circle, he suddenly realized the reason behind the Golden Immortals of the Dusk Realm ignoring the Lord of Mount Tai.

The Lord of Mount Tai had already perished completely in the true history.

As stated by Golden Immortal Minghao himself, in the true history, the Dusk Realm plotted against the Mortal Emperor of the Primal Chaos Realm, the Lord of Mount Tai of the dark Hell, and the lord of the multitude of immortals and deities from the Heavenly Court, the Donghua Emperor.

These three represented the Mortal Path, the supernatural beings, and the Divinity Path, respectively, important figures whose names resounded across the heavens.

In the true history, the Primal Chaos Realm fell, and the Great Yin's Mortal Emperor perished.

The Netherworld collapsed, and the Lord of Mount Tai met his demise.

The Divinity Path became tainted, and the Donghua Emperor also perished within the Taiyang Palace.

The collapse of the pathways of Mortal, Ghost, and Divinity led to the Great Exalted One regretting the game and reversing time, issuing the Dragon Gate Secret Order, and the arrangement of a new future by Luo Tian throughout the realms.

For the Three Pure Ones who stood above all realms, time could be reversed, but some beings had already transcended the confines of time, and even reversing the future could not bring them back.

Beings of the Highest Heaven Realm exist throughout the river of history and cannot typically perish under normal circumstances; however, once they do, not even reversing time could return them to life.

Revered as the lord of all immortals and deities, the Divinity Path Supreme Emperor, the Donghua Shaoyang Emperor, stood at the pinnacle of the Highest Heaven, second only to the Three Pure Ones and Four Sovereigns.

Yet, even such an eminent being as the Donghua Shaoyang Emperor could only exist as a phantom in this realm after his demise, and the unique attribute of Shen Yuan, who wielded the Gods Purging Divine Power, could suppress him.

When Shen Yuan reaped the unique Heaven Patching Sun Drenching Great Divine Power in various worlds, he was even capable of replacing it at future time nodes.

Even the Donghua Shaoyang Emperor had fallen to this state, not to mention the Lord of Mount Tai, the ruler of Netherworld.

The Lord of Mount Tai was slightly weaker, and in actual history, his downfall was even more thorough than that of the Donghua Shaoyang Emperor.

The Donghua Shaoyang Emperor could still rely on the pantheon position of the Divinity Path Supreme Emperor to maintain a false existence, and rule over the immortals and gods of this space-time.

But the Lord of Mount Tai, who merely mastered the origin of the Great Netherworld Path, as time neared the historical node of his downfall, might not even be able to maintain his false existence reflected in history.

As Shen Yuan mastered the Unimpeded Netherworld Divine Power, under the suppression of the unique feature of this world, the false existence of the Lord of Mount Tai directly vanished.

Golden Immortal Minghao and the Thousand-Eyes Divine Monarch, although unaware of this, were both Eternal Golden Immortals who fundamentally had no need to fear the oncoming return to history of the mere false existences.

Sorting out the cause and effect in his mind, a complex and indistinct smile emerged on the corner of Shen Yuan's mouth.

"The origin of the Netherworld, it turns out, is at this moment."

Amidst his words, Shen Yuan slowly turned and took his seat upon the Mount Tai King's throne.

As Shen Yuan took his seat, he could clearly sense the origin of the Great Netherworld Path remaining on the Mount Tai King's throne echoing the Unimpeded Netherworld Divine Power, and the Great Tao Manifestation Imperial robe with the Mortal Emperor's stature was being tainted into a profound hue, transforming into an imposing Black-Robed Emperor.

In the moment the Black-Robed Emperor appeared, the entire Mount Tai Lord's dojo trembled, and countless creatures within rejoiced, praising the Lord's name.

"Has the Lord ended his retreat?"

"It must be because of that strange starry sky outside the Primal Chaos Realm!"

"With the Lord emerging from retreat, he will certainly sweep clean the universe!"

Among the chants of the creatures, the Black-Robed Emperor did not cast his gaze upward to the firmament but instead delved deeply into the Deepest Netherworld, the kingdom of Hell that serves as the destination for the souls of all beings.

The kingdom of Hell trembled, the 5 Regions Ghost Emperors, the 10th Hall Yama, and billions of supernatural beings all turned their gaze towards the Netherworld Emperor projected from the Primal Chaos Realm.

The Central Ghost Emperor watched the Black-Robed Emperor with an indifferent gaze, skepticism in his eyes.

The Black-Robed Emperor did not resemble the Lord of Mount Tai, but the aura he emitted and the origin of the Great Netherworld Path proved his identity, causing the skepticism in the eyes of the Central Ghost Emperor to gradually dissipate, followed by his commanding voice echoing through the dark Hell:

"The Lord has not returned to the Netherworld for thousands of years, and even the 10th Hall Yama has not been able to see the Lord's presence, why appear here today?"

The Black-Robed Emperor did not respond but simply raised the ancient sword in his right hand, which bore the history of the Human Clan, and slashed it towards a corner of the kingdom of Hell.

This sword seemed to harbor the first light of heaven and earth, where the fall of light led to the creation and destruction of worlds, and that remote corner of the kingdom of Hell was severed by it.

The order of the Netherworld should have caused that area of netherworld territory to quickly become an ordinary realm, but the Black-Robed Emperor, at that moment, extended his left hand and captured that corner of Hell within his grasp.

Then, the 18 Levels of Hell within the kingdom of Hell trembled, and amidst the crying and howling of billions of ghosts, a phantom separated and merged into that cut-off corner of netherworld territory.

The River Styx, the Three Lives Stone, even the Six Paths of Reincarnation that suppressed the Netherworld, all had a glint of spiritual light enter into that netherworld territory. The order constructed by the Netherworld over countless ages was evolving within that cut-off territory, already showing signs of becoming its own realm.

Seeing this scene, the 5 Regions Ghost Emperors, 10th Hall Yama were shocked and disturbed, urging in unison:

"What is the Lord's intention?"

"Lord, by arbitrarily dividing the land of the Netherworld, you shake the foundation of Netherworld; I must report this matter to Houtu, Queen Mother of All Land!"

"Even if you are the ruler of Netherworld, you cannot shake our Netherworld's foundation at will!"

Yet the Black-Robed Emperor still did not pay attention. He merely sat upon the Mount Tai King's throne, his left hand holding up that evolving land of the Netherworld, his commanding voice resonating through the heavens and the universe.

"Return the order of life and death of the Primal Chaos Realm's beings to the kingdom of Hell, and a realm will be established as Netherworld land, with the 10 Netherworld Commanders overseeing it, to continue the past and extend the cycle of reincarnation."

"Its name shall be: Netherworld!"