God of Death!
Disturbance!
World-Annihilator!
At this moment, the Knife Mountain Apostle was at a loss for words when it came to describing Lu Ye.
“Fellow Daoist, this Knife Mountain is about to crumble. Should I let go first?”
Lu Ye kindly suggested.
“Ah!”
The Knife Mountain Apostle looked at the jade stone.
To his horror, the stone was covered in cracks, and pieces were already starting to fall off.
“Let go, quickly let go!”
The Knife Mountain Apostle urged.
Lu Ye released his grip.
The Knife Mountain Apostle gazed at his prized possession, his heart aching. The Knife Mountain was already struggling to hold itself together, and now it was falling apart—when would it ever recover like this!
Lu Ye seemed a bit apologetic; it was clear that the Netherworld had indeed fallen into disrepair. Otherwise, how could this Knife Mountain, which was supposed to have seventeen layers of blades stacked, be unable to withstand it?
If it could hold up, Lu Ye could stack up to ninety-nine layers without a problem.
“So, should I just climb the Knife Mountain now?” Lu Ye asked.
The Knife Mountain Apostle glanced at the crumbling Knife Mountain. If Lu Ye attempted to climb it, the blades would stab back and forth continuously.
Just imagining countless blades piercing at once…
The Knife Mountain Apostle couldn’t even picture it.
Too terrifying!
“No need, no need, you don’t have to climb,” he quickly replied.
Lu Ye was confused. “Why not?”
“As you can see, the Knife Mountain has become like this today; it’s already broken.”
“What a stroke of bad luck, I need to fix it.”
“If you really want to climb, it might take some time.”
Lu Ye frowned.
If he didn’t climb, then did that mean he passed the trial?
“How long will it take?” Lu Ye inquired.
The Knife Mountain Apostle thought for a moment, “I’ll need to check the issue; once I determine that, it’ll probably take about fourteen days.”
“Checking an issue takes fourteen days?” Lu Ye’s voice rose.
“No choice, please understand. I’m not just doing this one thing, and I estimate that after checking, the repair time could be uncertain—maybe a hundred years, maybe five hundred years. If you have time to spare, you can wait here for a while!”
The Knife Mountain Apostle silently swore.
He absolutely could not let Lu Ye climb this Knife Mountain, not even once!
Lu Ye…
Five hundred years? By then, monkeys would have escaped their chains.
“Seriously don’t need me to climb?”
He finally got a chance to experience something, and if he wasn’t allowed to suffer even a bit, he would truly have strolled through the Eighteen Layers of Hell like a walk in the park.
“Really don’t need, I’ll send you to the next layer of hell.”
Lu Ye sighed.
Alright, everyone heard it; this wasn’t him being lazy—it was just that they wouldn’t let him climb.
He had to go along with the rules; he couldn’t just beat up the Knife Mountain Apostle and then climb it, right?
The key was that he couldn’t take down the Knife Mountain Apostle anyway!
With no other choice, Lu Ye reluctantly moved on to another hell.
As Lu Ye’s figure vanished, the Knife Mountain Apostle finally let out a sigh of relief.
He looked at the jade stone in his hand, heartbroken. This was the essence of the Knife Mountain, and now it was cracked like this—he couldn’t bear any more hits.
Otherwise, it would truly shatter completely.
The hundred or five hundred years he mentioned might just become real…
Just as that thought ran through his mind, a loud explosion sounded.
A figure crashed heavily onto the Knife Mountain, which was barely holding itself together, and at that moment, it completely fell apart.
The Knife Mountain Apostle watched in horror as the jade stone in his hand shattered completely, his eyes wide with disbelief.
No, no, no…
“No!”
The Knife Mountain Apostle let out a desperate roar.
His eyes turned blood-red, glaring at the figure descending from above, a heavy blade appearing in his hand.
“I’ll freaking kill you!”
…
Lu Ye had no idea what was happening behind him; he was still making his way down to the next layer of hell.
He had to admit, his nature was really upright. Going through the Eighteen Layers of Hell felt like child’s play for him. He originally thought he would have to endure pain to get through it and was ready to embrace suffering.
But nope, he didn’t need to suffer at all; it was completely unnecessary.
Coming here felt like returning home, and the people here spoke nicely; he loved it here.
Lu Ye had already reached the eleventh layer of hell, ready to go down when he heard a voice calling out.
“Fellow Daoist, don’t come down! We down here know that you have outstanding morals, so the next layer won’t punish you at all; you don’t need to come down anymore.”
Lu Ye…
See? He said the people here knew how to speak nicely.
In all these years, no one had ever said he had outstanding morals.
But really, is it unnecessary to go?
“There are still several layers left; don’t I have to go?” Lu Ye asked.
“No need, no need, we’ve already agreed that you don’t need to come.” The Stone Crusher Apostle was sweating bullets.
This was no joke, things were already chaotic up there.
Wherever Lu Ye passed, the Ascetic Master would come down and start a ruckus.
If he came down here again, the entire Eighteen Layers might get wrecked.
“Well then…”
Just as Lu Ye finished speaking, he heard the Ascetic Master roar, “Alright, alright, no wonder it’s like the Netherworld; even a starved camel is bigger than a horse! Today, I’ll take the loss. But if I don’t get my Other Shore Flower in one day, I’ll come again. Next time, I won’t be coming alone.”
The Ascetic Master ended up retreating after taking damage.
The apostles of the lower layers couldn’t help but exclaim in their hearts, Infinite Celestial Lord.
Holy cow, he really is a misfortune bringer.
Does this mean that if Lu Ye comes down, the Ascetic Master will continue to chase?
Lu Ye sighed as well.
What can you do about bad luck? He simply couldn’t control it.
All he could do was apologize to the Netherworld.
Time to leave!
Lu Ye’s soul soared, and he spoke loudly, “Thank you all, fellow Daoists, for your kindness. I apologize for the trouble caused! Today’s events will remain in my heart, and we shall meet again someday!”
After saying that, Lu Ye prepared to leave.
“Fellow Daoist, wait!”
Lu Ye?
Why does that sound like something he should say?
Now, being so unlucky, why would they want him to stop?
Daoist Chu Jiang had just come out of a tough battle and still hadn’t stabilized his breath.
“Fellow Daoist, I see you are at the pinnacle of the Realm of Domain now?”
Lu Ye nodded.
“Exactly, indeed at the pinnacle of the Realm of Domain.”
“So then, fellow Daoist, you’re about to break through to the Reincarnation Realm. May I ask how you plan to achieve this breakthrough?”
Lu Ye had his own way to break through the Reincarnation Realm. He could use the Great Thousand Dream Array to help him, just like he did in his past life.
The so-called Reincarnation Realm was the process of a cultivator continually returning to the Heavens and Earth, life and death, coming and going, an infinite cycle revealing the truth.
“The Great Thousand Dream Array,”
Lu Ye replied.
“Would you be willing to utilize the Bridge of Regret for true reincarnation? If so, locking the True Spirit in the Book of Life and Death, a hundred lifetimes could pass in the blink of an eye. The Dream Array can never compare to the clarity of actual reincarnation,” Daoist Chu Jiang said.
Hearing this, Lu Ye raised an eyebrow.
Knowing full well he was surrounded by bad luck, they were still willing to help him?
“So, what’s your aim?”
“Fellow Daoist, we are simply too eager for progress right now…”