Journey to the West: Treasure Vase of the Great Dao-Chapter 608 - 335: Aftermath

Lu Yu smiled. With a chunk of the Netherworld like that, it was enough. He beckoned lightly, and the Land of Death that danced in the air flew toward the nascent Netherworld, bursting into it like a brazen bandit.

Although the nascent Netherworld was immature, it had already become a realm in its own right, recognized by the Will of the World. Therefore, despite difficulties it managed to accommodate this piece of land, which rapidly expanded its own space.

Soon, a fledgling form of the Netherworld appeared in the void, emitting a deep, ghostly glow. It was the pure essence of death, an eternal slumber, the end of all things, and also their beginning.

Countless lost souls wandering this world began to be drawn in, gradually moving toward the Netherworld. Before long, a profound and dark river emerged within the Netherworld.

This was a river of death, where countless sinful lost souls would sink, cleanse themselves of their sins, and reenter the mortal realm.

Seeing this, Lu Yu smiled. Witnessing the growth of a Netherworld was a very valuable experience for him at his current realm, especially since Three Flowers Gathering at the Top emphasizes comprehending the Great Dao of heaven and earth.

With a gentle point, the castle traded to Lu Yu by Arthur flew into the Netherworld, settling at its very center. Countless deathly auras enveloped it, and in no time, it transformed into a vast Royal City. This place would be both the Divine Temple of the God of Death and the divine kingdom of the undead.

"Let's go, it's time to take a look," Lu Yu said softly, stroking the shrunken body of the Feathered Serpent.

The Feathered Serpent cried out, flapping joyfully as it entered the Netherworld with Lu Yu. The gateway they opened to the Netherworld instantly closed, hiding the sights within from the outer gods.

The arrival of the Grim Reaper continued to shock the gods, and the opening of the Netherworld stunned them further, as images of creation akin to the splitting of heaven and earth echoed in their minds.

"Divine Spirit creates heavens, I thought it was just an ancient legend, but today I truly witnessed the opening of the Netherworld," a Divine Spirit exclaimed in awe.

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Every god has opened their own divine kingdom, but that's just a fictitious world, incapable of hosting realities and only able to house the souls of their followers. The Netherworld, on the other hand, is a true realm that can accommodate living beings. Hence, the creation of divine kingdoms is not considered true creation as they are not recognized by the will of heaven and earth.

"Even among Divine Spirits, this newly born God of Death is so terrifying," one remarked.

"Perhaps it's the aid of the Will of the World. After all, the Will of the World has been longing for the appearance of the Grim Reaper," another Divine Spirit said enviously, but turned and couldn't help sigh, "Even so, we can only look up to him."

He had to admit that this newly ascended Divine Spirit, the God of Death, was unimaginably powerful, having remained inconspicuous until now.

Meanwhile, in the temple shrouded in shadows, the God of Forest and the God of Shadow and Conspiracy fell silent at that moment. Others may not have seen, but they saw clearly. There was clearly another mysterious presence behind the God of Death, and because of this entity, the somewhat naïve Feathered Serpent had successfully ascended to the Divine Position.

That was the Divine Position cursed by the old bones, a curse far beyond the power of Divine Spirits, which ordinary Divine Power could not solve but only lead to madness and ultimately be devoured by death.

"When did such an entity appear in this world?" the God of Forest furrowed his brow, Lu Yu's arrival evoking a deep sense of crisis in both of them.

Although Lu Yu's action was powerful before, it was still within an acceptable range. However, defeating the curse left by the old bones had both impressed them.

This power had exceeded the upper limits of this world, and it was unknown why Lu Yu could still stay safely in this world.

They naturally did not know that Lu Yu's success was due to the help of Empress Hou Tu, enabling him to completely devour the power of the old bones and avoid falling into the disaster of madness.

"It seems that we need to be more cautious in our actions from now on. After all, with such an unfathomable mysterious figure existing, who knows when he might come for us." the God of Shadow and Conspiracy whispered softly.

The emergence of the Grim Reaper stirred huge waves among all Divine Spirits, the opening of the Netherworld prompting many gods to ponder deeply. Moreover, the impact of the Grim Reaper and the Netherworld on the gods was far from over.

Because this involved the issue of where souls go after death. Previously, when the creatures of this world died, their souls would drift in agony between heaven and earth, while the souls of believer followers would naturally be guided to their respective Divine Spirits' divine kingdoms. Thus, for the people of this world, faith was a necessity.

The Netherworld, however, is the ultimate destination for souls. In the face of death, all beings are equal and are not treated differently based on whether they are believers or not. This would allow some who had to believe in the Divine Spirits to find a new way out, which would significantly weaken the role of the Divine Spirits and undermine the foundation of divine belief.

Even though some Divine Spirits had their reservations, they were powerless now. Since its creation, the Netherworld had floated outside the realms of heaven and earth. Without the Grim Reaper's permission, ordinary Divine Spirits could not enter. Even if some found a way to stealthily infiltrate the Netherworld, it was the Grim Reaper's domain. It likely wouldn't take long before they were discovered by the Grim Reaper.

Fighting a Lord of the World in his own realm is such a foolish thing to do that no Divine Spirit who was worth their salt would choose to do so. Consequently, biding time was the best course of action.

The chaotic assembly of gods gradually dispersed since the newborn Grim Reaper had not appeared in the Great Hall of the Gods. It was clear that the other party was not interested in forming an alliance with the gods.

"Hmph, such an arrogant fool, thinking he's all that just because he succeeded in ascending to the Grim Reaper's Divine Position. So many of us gods are waiting here for him, yet he chose not to show up," one Divine Spirit grumbled indignantly.

The others simply gave him a surprised glance but said no more. Who didn't know that this fellow had secretly nurtured an offspring, hoping to claim the Grim Reaper's position? If some bizarre curse were to disappear, a new powerful deity would emerge from his family.

However, all this was disrupted by the sudden emergence of Little White Snake. No one had expected that such a peculiar white snake would attain the position of Grim Reaper and successfully withstand the curse's onslaught.

There are always people in the world who believe that others have stolen their opportunities, yet they never sit down to contemplate their own abilities and whether they could have accomplished the same feats.

Hence, the words of this Divine Spirit did not provoke any reaction. Offending a being destined to become a powerful deity for the sake of such a fellow was a truly foolish act. These divine beings had lived for aeons; how could they be easily provoked?

Seeing his attempts at provocation fruitless, the Divine Spirit's face couldn't hold the facade. He waved his arm slightly and sheepishly left the Great Hall of the Gods.

"Let's go back. It seems this Divine Spirit won't be coming after all. The Netherworld has just been birthed, and I suspect he'll be quite busy managing it for a long time before he can spare any attention," said the God of Knowledge and Wisdom softly. At that moment, he was holding a thick book, its pages yellowed by time and his two blind eyes never regained their sight, yet the vacant sockets sparkled with wisdom's light.

In fact, what he wanted to see was not the newly-born Feathered Serpent, but Lu Yu behind it. The God of Knowledge and Wisdom could sense that the mysterious aura that had appeared behind Little White Snake was indeed the same Mysterious Figure who had previously saved him from being devoured by the Will of the World.

He was eager to see Lu Yu again to seek guidance, for he seemed to see a whole new world in him, a place where the power was far stronger and more mysterious than his own Divine Power.

Hearing this, the gods began dispersing, and within minutes, they had vanished without a trace. The vast Great Hall of the Gods stood empty, save for the lonely figure of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, making the scene appear rather solitary.

Just then, soft footsteps echoed through the hall; it was the Harp Goddess returning.

"Teacher, are you waiting for someone?" the Harp Goddess asked softly, for she had been taught by the God of Knowledge and Wisdom in her youth and thus privately referred to this ancient deity as her teacher.

The God of Knowledge and Wisdom sighed deeply and said, "Is it that obvious?"

"Not really, but I know you well. You keep looking out as if waiting for someone's arrival. But this person is definitely not the newly ascended Grim Reaper, Little White Snake," said the Harp Goddess confidently, her tone filled with certainty.

The God of Knowledge and Wisdom suddenly burst into loud laughter and said, "You learned well from me to have noticed that. Yes, I am waiting for someone's arrival to ask him about some matters."

"Is it the Mysterious Figure standing behind the Grim Reaper?"

"Oh, you could sense that too?" the God of Knowledge and Wisdom said in surprise, impressed by how quickly his former disciple had grown.

"During the battle between the Grim Reaper and the curse, I vaguely sensed a mysterious power aiding it, allowing it to escape the curse. However, the presence was fleeting and I couldn't be certain. But seeing your reaction, teacher, I am almost convinced. Yet, I am curious, who exactly is this person and why do you hold him in such high regard?" the Harp Goddess voiced her doubts.

"He is my savior. Had he not intervened, I would have already been devoured by the Will of the World by now. I saw him walking before me on that illusory River of Destiny, emanating a powerful and mysterious force greater than Divine Power,"

"At that moment, I had a premonition that this world's future might depend on this Mysterious Figure. Thus, I am eager to meet him and discuss matters,"

The Harp Goddess listened silently, visualizing a strong, mysterious figure in her mind, her curiosity deeply piqued.