Daoism Revival System: Start with fighting against Debunker Streamer-Chapter 245 - 244: Secrets of the Underworld—The Shroud and the King of Mount Tai (Part 1)

"Indeed!"

When he saw the sudden seriousness in Jigong's eyes, Lin Heng immediately understood that he had found the right person.

"Where did you get this?"

Jigong's expression was uncharacteristically solemn, and his tone became extremely serious.

Lin Heng had a deep-seated respect for this Living Buddha.

Naturally, he wouldn't hide anything and directly explained everything related to Black Mountain in detail.

Upon hearing this, Jigong murmured, "So it was something from Black Mountain, no wonder."

"However, the Black Rakshasa probably doesn't know about this item, otherwise, it wouldn't have ended up with Black Mountain."

Lin Heng's eyes lit up: "From what you're saying, this item seems to be quite unusual?"

Jigong returned the shroud to Lin Heng, then clasped his hands behind his back and said in a deep voice:

"Do you know about the upcoming revival of Fengdu Underworld?"

Lin Heng furrowed his brows: "I've heard about it several times recently."

Jigong asked again: "Do you know why the Underworld is reviving in this realm?"

Lin Heng was taken aback, showing confusion: "From what you're saying, the Underworld doesn't belong to this realm?"

"Of course, it doesn't belong here."

Jigong said: "This place is just one of the Three Thousand Small Worlds. How powerful is Fengdu Underworld?"

"It was once an equal force to the Celestial Court. If not for Lady Houtu going missing after creating the cycle of reincarnation and the Yin Celestial Lord falling during a tribulation, how could the Underworld have fallen to a Small Thousand World?"

Lin Heng's heart was shaken, and he said incredulously: "So you mean the Underworld should have been a top force in the Great Thousand Immortal Realm, and now it's reviving in the Human World, not really a revival, just a fall to here?"

"Exactly." Jigong's eyes showed some emotion.

Lin Heng felt a moment of disorientation.

Ever since he became a Celestial Human and underwent the Purple Qi Empowerment, he briefly glimpsed a corner of the Great Thousand Immortal Realm.

There was the true Immortal Realm, vast and boundless, with cultivation resources abounding to the extreme.

Even a random Spirit Beast could live for thousands of years unless slain by humans.

No wonder cultivators always longed to ascend to the Upper Realm.

Yet the Underworld is about to fall from such a place to here.

In that sense, the word 'revival' does seem somewhat laughable.

"However..."

Lin Heng had another confusion: "Isn't the Buddhist Sect a top force in the Upper Realm too? Isn't the legendary Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in the Underworld? With him presiding, how could the Underworld fall here?"

In ancient legends, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, whose merit was already perfect, voluntarily gave up the Great Buddha's position, residing in the Underworld.

He even took a great vow that the Hell would not be empty until he became a Buddha.

His power in mythology should be awe-inspiring.

Lin Heng was puzzled.

With him there, even without Lady Houtu or the Yin Celestial Lord, shouldn't they be able to protect the Underworld?

After all, behind him was the entire Buddhist Sect!

"The Hell is not empty, vows not to become a Buddha?"

Jigong's eyes were complicated but did not explain much; he only said, "It's not as simple as you think."

Lin Heng sensibly did not pursue the matter and returned focus to the shroud.

Jigong was straightforward: "During the upheaval in the Underworld, half of the Ten Halls of Yama fell."

"This shroud belongs to one of them."

"If this poor monk isn't mistaken, the one wrapped in this should be the King of Mount Tai, Lord of Mount Tai of the Seventh Hall!"

Lin Heng was deeply shocked, unable to calm down for a long time.

"By the way, senior, to which Yama does this one belong?"

Lin Heng took out the first shroud.

Jigong's eyelid twitched as he looked at him with a peculiar expression.

Lin Heng said sheepishly: "This was obtained from a little demon's lair in the past, juniors have only these two, no more."

Jigong nodded, examining the shroud for a long while before shaking his head.

"This poor monk does not know."

"In fact, all this poor monk knows about the Underworld is from the Subduing Dragon Consciousness."

After speaking, he returned the shroud to Lin Heng: "Keep these things well; at critical times, they may be of great use or cause great harm. In any case, don't reveal them easily."

Lin Heng was momentarily stunned, then solemnly bowed: "Thank you for the warning, senior!"

Jigong nodded, then with his hands behind his back, walked into the distance.

Lin Heng couldn't help saying: "Senior, I can refine Immortal Pills. Wherever you go, I can bring them to you within three days to save your life!"

No one can escape their limits.

Even this Living Buddha, whose deep strength Lin Heng couldn't fathom.

But Lin Heng could see that his vitality was declining.

No way around it.

Jigong had existed for a thousand years, whether by choice or forcefully suppressed.

In the Subduing Dragon Hall, he had always survived with profound depth.

Now out for many days, even with sky-high cultivation, he was nearing the end of his lifespan.

Despite Lin Heng's lack of fondness for the Buddhist Sect, he had to admit Jigong was one of the few he genuinely respected!

"No need."

Jigong responded calmly, not letting Lin Heng frown before he continued:

"When my time comes, this poor monk will ascend."

"Uh..."

Lin Heng was dumbstruck on the spot.

It wasn't until Jigong's shaking figure completely disappeared from view that Lin Heng couldn't help but laugh.

"True, for a being like him, ascending should be no challenge?"

"Now wandering, just to walk the roads of old..."

Lin Heng had no worries about Jigong failing to ascend.

Since becoming a Celestial Human, his senses of the Human World grew sharper, increasingly finding Jigong unfathomable.

Though unaware of the true power of Immortals,

Lin Heng estimated that even if Jigong ascended to the Great Thousand Immortal Realm, he'd be a formidable presence there!

"But to think, the shroud obtained from Black Mountain would be connected to the legendary King of Mount Tai."

"What on earth happened in the mythical Underworld?"

Lin Heng murmured; the question was beyond his grasp for now.

"Perhaps only after ascending will I know."

Lin Heng gathered his thoughts, no longer dwelling, and stepped into the clouds, heading towards the Imperial City.

Along the way,

were people migrating from various places.

Through their chatter, Lin Heng learned that six major cultivation cities had been established around the Imperial City.

There, many cultivators were spreading cultivation techniques to the populace.

"Seems like not everything was left undone."

Deep in thought, Lin Heng gazed towards the Imperial City, his eyebrows slightly raised.

After the Purple Qi Empowerment, his eyes could see things others couldn't.

Just like now, in his sight, the entire Imperial City seemed like a gigantic golden disc about to soar skyward at any moment.

The faint spiritual energy from the multitudes in the six cities flowed like rivers and streams, converging into the golden Imperial City like water welcomed by the sea.