Cultivation Starts from Killing Pigs-Chapter 305 - 281: Divine Corpse Past, Clearing the Divine City

The grotesque appearances of the Underworld creatures are indescribable. Their thoughts are extremely chaotic and insane, and even their forms seem to be patchworks of various beings.

Humanoids, demon beasts, tentacles, insect limbs... Just like the distant stars of the Underworld losing their order, these bizarre lives of the Underworld have also lost order.

The resentful and frenzied Black Tide incessantly assaults, and at its center, the Demon-Entering Mountain Ancestor is equally insane. It lets the strange spells bombard it, and whenever it devours a bunch of the bizarre, its wounds quickly heal, while its skin turns darker, and its eyes become increasingly frenzied and irrational.

In this dim Underworld, like ancient demons clashing, some sort of astonishingly mad aura is slowly brewing...

In the distant sky shrouded in black mist, several priests of the You Dynasty, wrapped in black robes, are watching from afar, each with a suspicious and uncertain gaze.

One priest looked towards the elder leading them, eyes full of questions, "High Priest Wuya, this demon seems to possess the power of our god, but it's somewhat different."

The High Priest named Wuya also has a contemplative look in his eyes, then a sudden spark of inspiration recalls an ancient text he has read.

"I know now..."

Seeing the curious eyes of several priests beside him, he smiles faintly, "That was before the Era of Chaos, when the Ancient Immortal Dynasty decayed, controlling cultivators with Tao Fruits and ruling the heavens with Pseudo-Gods, wars raging for years, and the stars fragmented and dim."

"Our god descended to save the world, requiring powerful Divine Souls, but some greedy for power refused to fully submit to our god, thus falling into eternal madness..."

Everyone suddenly understood, looking at the Demon-Entering Mountain Ancestor with eyes full of mockery, disgust, and disdain.

The priest who questioned earlier sneered, "Having our god's power yet unwilling to submit, this fellow is lucky to be alive."

The fierce gazes around him suddenly turned on him, and he quickly realized his mistake, hastily kneeling with sweat streaming, saying, "High Priest, please don't misunderstand. I meant it as a divine punishment for him eternally!"

Sadly, High Priest Wuya looked at him coldly, while the others surrounded him with sinister faces.

"Ah!"

The priest who misspoke suddenly screamed, his body engulfed in green flames, quickly turning to black ash and dissipating.

The others acted as if nothing had happened, standing respectfully nearby.

The High Priest coolly watched the Demon-Entering Mountain Ancestor, his face calm, yet undisguised greed flickered in his eyes.

"Let's go. After conquering the Eastern Continent, we will offer this creature as a blood sacrifice to gain the Dark God's favor..."

As soon as the words fell, the black mist dissipated gently, leaving only the distant Demon-Entering Mountain Ancestor continuously devouring the bizarre of the Underworld in madness...

...

"Immortal Zhang, this is the Divine Prison."

Fusheng, an Ancient Divine Spirit with three heads and six arms, floated nearby with a sycophantic smile, gesturing ahead.

Zhang Kui nodded slightly, and the divine light from the Tongyou Skill pierced through layers of black mist.

With him leading, along with a group of Celestial Pavilion Mahayana Realm demons, riding the Dragonbone Divine Ship, they cleared the Underworld creatures infiltrating Divine Island City in no time.

The final task was dealing with this Ancient Underworld, without which the Divine Dynasty's army couldn't settle in.

This was a vast, three-tiered palace, mostly collapsed above ground, but beneath were layers of ancient bluestone chambers, varied in size and shape, some collapsed and buried, others with partially working arrays, obscuring the inside from view.

The most shocking was that these chambers contained broken divine statues, decayed bones, and pitch-black dried blood... resentment and death seemed to soar to the heavens.

Fusheng's eyes were full of apprehension, "This Infinite Immortal Dynasty's Divine Prison is renowned; from ancient Desolate Gods and Star Demons to rebellious cultivators, once you enter, there's no escape."

"Serious offenders are whipped day and night by Celestial Power and Divine Fire until their Divine Souls shatter in a hundred years; as for minor offenses like me, it's an eternal sleep..."

Zhang Kui suddenly recalled the plight of the Half-Demons of the Demon Star Pavilion, curiously asking, "A few Grain Avoidance Realm Little Demons once mistakenly wandered here. Why did they sleep for a millennium without decay?"

Fusheng replied respectfully, "Immortal, because this Star Realm was once ruled by the All Heaven Immortal Monarch Luo Changsheng, who established the Silent Heaven, where there's Lifelessness, and this Divine Prison's Grand Array was his arrangement."

"Lifelessness?"

Great Venerate Toad clicked in awe, "Isn't that Longevity, what a thing!"

Fusheng gave him a reproachful glance, "Lifelessness might be, but it's ignorant, and when I emerged, I went insane with time disorientation, once a Marshal of a Continent's Demon Suppression, now reduced to a soul fragment. Is that good?"

Great Venerate Toad shuddered, muttering, "Damn, killing with a blunt knife, that's cruel."

Yuan Huang's eyes were also grave, "Indeed, I suspect the God Corpse of the Qi Dynasty was excavated here."

"God Corpse..."

Fusheng was taken aback, "May I ask, Immortal, what is this God Corpse?"

Zhang Kui explained the origins of the God Corpse, himself curious about its provenance.

"Yuan Sheng!" 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

Fusheng's mouth opened as he looked at Zhang Kui with an odd expression, hastily explaining, "That was a Wild God original to Celestial Essence Star; with the descent of the Immortal Dynasty's army, most Wild Gods were either slain or surrendered. However, Yuan Sheng's power was tyrannical, causing considerable losses to the Immortal Dynasty."

"It wasn't until a general under the Immortal King personally dealt with it that the god was slain, yet its body, undying and peculiar, was suppressed in the Divine Prison under the eternal burning of Immortal Fire, unsuspectedly leaving behind such formidable remains..."

"Formidable remains?"

Beside him, Yuan Huang frowned.