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

Chapter 417: Chapter 189 Qinguang King’s Decision_3

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However, what surprised Shen Yuan was that, in addition to the consciousnesses of the five Netherworld Commanders from the Day Wandering God lineage, there were even two other consciousnesses attempting to descend upon Leopard Tail and Black Impermanence.

Seated on the throne of the mountain, Shen Yuan flicked his finger, and the resonance of the Incense Offering Divinity Path immediately suppressed the two Yama’s Spirit Souls.

Already restrained by the rules of the Primal Chaos Realm and not at their peak, coupled with the two Netherworld Commanders’ intentional resistance, the backlash of the Divinity Path swiftly eroded the two Yamas.

Cracks appeared on the Spirit Souls, and the two stricken Yamas had to return to the kingdom of Hell, retreating with severe injuries before they could achieve any success.

In front of the 10 Yin Hall, the face of the Day Wandering God, which was agitated just a moment ago, now regained composure.

Although the cultivation bases of the various Netherworld Commanders still remained at the Peak Return-to-Void Stage, Shen Yuan could feel that these Netherworld Commanders had gained some understanding of the true intent of the Major Path of life and death cycles.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Their cultivation bases were no longer limited to the Ghost Path, but were ascending to a higher ranking, a change that was particularly evident in the Day Wandering God.

The Day Wandering God still had red hair and a coiled beard, but his eyes had transformed into a dazzling pure gold color, exuding a divine charm that seemed detached from the mundane world.

Just by standing there, ghosts within and without Fengdu City spontaneously bowed down in worship to him, unconsciously extolling the name of Yama.

“Greetings, Your Highness, Qinguang King!”

The Day Wandering God… no, he should now be called Qinguang King, was gradually adjusting to his new body.

Even in its peak when it had ascended to the rank of a Heavenly Immortal, the body of a local deity of a Netherworld Commander felt like a prison to him, and the Peak Return-to-Void Stage made him feel an unprecedented weakness.

Yet even so, the rules within the Primal Chaos Realm still continually tried to expel him from this world.

Had it not been for the double protection of the Netherworld body and the Netherworld Commander, infinite calamities would have descended the moment his Spirit Soul manifested.

As he carefully comprehended the changes, Qinguang King looked towards the Primal Chaos Realm, beyond the Netherworld, with some surprise.

“The suppression of the rules in this world is astonishingly significant, having surpassed the level of an ordinary myriad world, and there is even the repression of the mortal world’s providence within.

Indeed, it is a place of a slim chance of survival, truly possessing its unique qualities.”

After briefly sensing the oppression of the Primal Chaos Realm, the aura around Qinguang King that seemed ready to transcend at any moment suddenly vanished, returning to his original Netherworld Commander form.

Yet the divine gold still apparent in his eyes continued to highlight his identity.

Having done all this, he then looked at the luxurious Emperor’s Carriage before him.

The black and gold Emperor’s Carriage, dominating the entire Netherworld, drew all the origin of the Divinity Path into itself, and for a fleeting moment, Qinguang King seemed to see the majestic figure of the bygone lord of Hell who rode in the Emperor’s Carriage, patrolling through realms, suppressing all kinds of goblins and malevolent spirits.

His pupils trembled almost imperceptibly, and Qinguang King hurriedly suppressed the palpitation in his heart, looking solemnly towards the inside of the Emperor’s Carriage.

Although the Emperor’s Carriage had lost the origin of Hell, its own status was exalted, almost close to a Half-Step Boundary Opening Treasure; even Qinguang King could not peer into the figure within it.

Even without obtaining useful information, the various suppressions of the Primal Chaos Realm’s rules were sufficient to corroborate some of Qinguang King’s judgments.

He took a step forward, a commanding presence on his face softened by a slight smile, as he bowed respectfully towards Shen Yuan:

“My liege, I pay my respects to Your Majesty!”

His words paused, and with a smile, Qinguang King’s tone was neither humble nor overbearing as he said:

“Your Majesty, you have overstepped the boundary!”

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