Counterattack System appeared when I'm already At The Mahayana Realm-Chapter 508: 507: Shall we hang a banner?

Chapter 508 -507: Shall we hang a banner?

The dazzling golden light lit up the entire underworld, blinding all the ghost immortals.

“What’s so special about this Jiang Li that he has such exaggerated merits?”

King Yama read aloud from the Book of Life and Death, “Jiang Li, the 72nd Human Emperor of Jiuzhou, cultivation level unknown, lifespan… I must be seeing things. How many zeros are there?”

The Ten Halls of Yama remained silent. Even the Mixed Yuan Unbounded Immortal, who was touted as having an infinite lifespan, had a finite lifespan that was much shorter than Jiang Li’s.

“Look, their lifespan is still changing.”

In the Book of Life and Death, Jiang Li’s lifespan continued to increase, meaning that he was getting farther and farther from death.

King Yama continued, “At the age of eighteen, he reached the fifth level of Qi Cultivation. At one hundred and forty-five, he became the Human Emperor of Jiuzhou and reached the Transcendance Tribulation Stage… At one hundred and eighty, he killed an Earth Immortal… At two hundred, he reached the ‘Mahayana Realm’ — what’s a Mahayana Realm?”

“Don’t know. Keep reading.”

“…At the age of two hundred and ninety, he killed his second Earth Immortal… Drew a map of Jiuzhou, earning merit in the underworld… At four hundred and three, he killed his third Earth Immortal…”

“Used a combination of Spiritual Treasure and Cultivator to enhance the average combat power of the Jiuzhou cultivators, earning merit in the underworld… Saved the world multiple times, earning merit in the underworld…Established a system of global communication, promoting global development, earning merit in the underworld…”

“Earned merit in the underworld… Earned merit in the underworld… Killed the Honghu Messenger, earned merit in the underworld…”

“This is too much. I can’t even recognize the words ‘merit in the underworld’ now.” King Yama rubbed his eyes, dizzy from the reading. This man was nothing short of a merit-making machine, earning merit with every deed.

“Who is this born saint?” King Equality said, open-mouthed, echoing the thoughts of his nine colleagues.

All of the ten halls of Yama were Golden Immortals, and they were actually Golden Immortals, with infinite merit in the underworld. Otherwise, they would not qualify to stay in the Underworld.

But now, what they took pride in seemed like a drop in the ocean compared to this.

“I’m afraid only the Confucian Saint, who civilized the Ten Thousand Realms, can outclass this man.”

“Yama, the Book of Life and Death is yours. Hurry up and add a new feature. Why can’t the Book of Life and Death show personal hobbies? I want to see if his hobby is accruing underworld merit or saving the world.”

“Scram.”

“What do you think of this man, Your Majesty?”

The empress of the earth, watched Jiang Li and the Mahayana realm for a while, pondering whether this man was the one she had in mind.

Finally, she slowly said, “Do you remember what the Daoist ancestors said? After his death, his body kept moving, and his soul stayed with his body.”

“He said he saw a man of great power from an era that he did not belong to. His strength was immense—a depth no one could fathom, even him.”

“He said he knew how high the sky was, but he didn’t know how strong the man was.”

“He said that with this man around, neither the Immortal Realm nor the Heavenly Dao could compete. The Underworld didn’t need him to guard it.”

The Empress of Earth and the Ten Halls Yama had always hoped that the Daoist Ancestor would guard the Underworld to protect the reincarnation order. However, he said that a more powerful being than him would appear in the future to challenge the Immortal Realm, which would not be able to disturb the underworld’s order.

When asked about this person’s information, the Daoist Ancestor described what he had seen after his death.

The empress of the earth continued, “It should be Ji Shun’s doing. Ji Shun jumped from the River of Time to Jiuzhou. He is half Jiuzhou native; perhaps he brought the unknown power back to the past.”

Ji Shun was essentially a fish in the River of Time, which has no concept of death, making Ji Shun an undocumented case in the Underworld—beyond its control.

“This man’s realm is strange. I have never heard of this so-called Mahayana Realm in millions of years of my death. Have any of you?”

“Never heard of it. But judging from his ability to kill the Honghu Messenger, he’s at least a Half-Step Golden Immortal.”

“That’s strange. He was in the Transcendance Tribulation Stage, then he took more than forty years to get into the Mahayana Realm. He didn’t cross any realm in between, meaning the Mahayana Realm is right after the Transcendance Tribulation Stage. And that puts it on par with the Earth Immortal stage. But who could say that an Earth Immortal can kill a Late Stage Heavenly Immortal?”

“Perhaps it’s a Jiuzhou specialty. Should we ask a cultivator from Jiuzhou?”

“That’s an option.”

“We shouldn’t care so much about him, right? He’s a living person whose lifespan is unclear. What’s it to us…”

The King of Reincarnation was saying this when he noticed Jiang Li’s name fading.

“He’s dead?!”

How did this happen? One moment he was here, then he was gone.

If this man truly was the one the Daoist ancestor spoke of, the ruler of the Underworld will have to give up his seat.

The Empress of the Earth didn’t mind changing the ruler of the Underworld. Regardless of who it was, she hardly involved herself in affairs.

As the Human Emperor of Jiuzhou, he must be someone capable and who enjoys managing affairs. He would be the ideal Underworld ruler.

Without uttering a word, the Empress of the Earth rose from her seat and left. All Ten Halls of Yama were unsure of what she was thinking.

“Calm down, he is still alive, his soul might just had a trip here. This should count as a false death.”

King Qinguang stroked his chin, “Even if it’s a false death, he’s still an extraordinary figure. Should we make a gesture, maybe hang a banner?”

“What will we write on the banner?”

“Welcome Human Emperor Jiang Li’s visit to the Underworld for guidance, or something like that?”

…

When Jiang Li arrived at the Underworld, he found everything very intriguing. In front of him were the elderly from Jiuzhou, and in front of them was a herd of cows, likely from the same slaughterhouse. Behind Jiang Li were people from different worlds.

He stood obediently in line, waiting for his turn to be judged by King Yama and walk through the reincarnation process.

With the Human Emperor standing behind them, the elderly from Jiuzhou held themselves more upright.

“How did you guys die?” Jiang Li, bored with the wait, struck up a conversation with the people standing behind him.

The Underworld spoke in Jiuzhou language of the Immortal Realm. A massive formation was established throughout the Underworld so that all spirits could learn to speak the Immortal Realm’s Jiuzhou language.

The Underworld would have a massive headache if spirits from the Ten Thousand Realms arrived speaking all sorts of languages.

“Don’t mention it. It’s bad luck.” The man behind him spoke in pure Jiuzhou language, “I don’t know what happened. A forbidden territory suddenly appeared in our world, taking up almost half of the continent. In the forbidden territory, strange creatures, each different from the next, started to emerge.”

“After we started killing these creatures, we found out that we could use their energy to cause our own evolution. We refer to it as the Evolvers, and I was a second-level Evolver.”

“A thousand years passed, and we established a comprehensive system to combat these creatures, killing the creatures to cultivate Evolvers, supporting warfare through warfare.”

“During an exploration on the edge of the forbidden area, I was surrounded by several creatures and was killed. It was after my death that I realized the world was so big, and there were worlds outside our world. Everyone who dies has to go to the Underworld.”

“Do you know where your world is located?”

The man shook his head in confusion.

“And you?” Jiang Li asked the man standing further back.

The man chuckled coldly, looking disdainfully at Jiang Li, “Mortal, mind your words. I am the only Nascent Soul Stage practitioner in the End of Dharma Era—an invincible figure in the world. If we weren’t both dead, you wouldn’t even have the right to talk to me.”

An elderly man in the Jiuzhou region heard this and struggled to keep from laughing out loud.

Jiang Li rolled his eyes, having never seen such an inflated person before.