Transmigrating over ten thousand years late, I was forced to become a mighty presence

"This is the only way, unless you want to risk the descent of the Great Sun upon Yomotsu Hirasaka again, or to surround and kill that powerful expert who guided its descent,"

As these words were spoken, the scene fell silent once more.

Someone who, in an extremely short period of time, killed ten Void Refining spirits and demons and led the Great Sun to Yomotsu Hirasaka, must indeed be a true powerful expert.

No one present was confident in facing such a powerful expert, and the idea of hunting the other party became ludicrous; the meeting had reached another deadlock.

Then, a voice broke the brief silence.

"Temporarily reduce the frequency of Hell's tributary projection, even if it slows down the erosion of Ying Island, make sure there is no further descent of the Great Sun into Yomotsu Hirasaka."

All the supernatural beings followed the voice, which belonged to the Judge of Life and Death, positioned at the boundary between reality and illusion.

This powerful local deity, who had ascended to the Heavenly Immortal Realm, spoke with an authoritative tone.

The supernatural beings looked at each other and finally bowed respectfully to the Judge of Life and Death:

"We will faithfully comply with Lord Judge's decree!"

The Judge of Life and Death nodded, with the pride in his eyes growing even denser.

"However, you need not worry too much, as I will soon descend upon Yomotsu Hirasaka, and then I will personally lead you to invade Sky High Plateau.

By then, whether it is Amaterasu or the gods who schemed against Yomotsu Hirasaka today, they will all receive the punishment they deserve. The kingdom of Hell will surely dominate the Primal Chaos Realm."

Years of constant erosion by the Primal Chaos Realm, along with the concealment of Hell's tributary, had already made it possible for this upside-down world to accommodate his descent.

And this was the descent of his true body; as long as he did not step into the Primal Chaos Realm, he would not be noticed as a stowaway and would be able to exert the strength of the Heavenly Immortal Realm within Yomotsu Hirasaka.
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Then, with the help of the 10th Hall Yama and a certain contingency plan, they would surely bring Hell's tributary back to the world.

All supernaturals were overjoyed upon hearing this; they had been waiting for this moment for far too long.

Countless supernatural beings knelt to the ground, chanting aloud:

"The kingdom of Hell will surely dominate the Primal Chaos Realm!"

...

Inside Luliang City, Shen Yuan slowly withdrew his right hand that had upheld the sun, and the sun in the firmament, activated by the Heaven Patching Sun Drenching Great Divine Power, returned to its original state.

Sensing the slight anomaly that had occurred inside the Great Sun just moments before, Shen Yuan's face revealed a somewhat interested expression.

"After devouring that Hell's tributary projection, nearly a quarter of the Great Sun's radiance used the projection as a medium, tracing back into another world."

With a flick of his index finger, layered spaces unfolded before Shen Yuan like a constantly changing Rubik's cube, illustrating a metamorphosis across different dimensions.

"Pot's Heaven Divine Power didn't capture the source, and it's not hidden by spatial dimensions, so is it a world composed of reality and illusion?"

"Interesting!"

Shen Yuan could only vaguely glimpse where a quarter of the Great Sun's radiance had descended, unable to clearly know what happened there.

However, by tracing the source of Hell's tributary projection, Shen Yuan could already make some guesses about what was happening there.

"The Great Sun's restraint over Hell is beyond imagination; it should be able to play a significant role in the subsequent invasion by the kingdom of Hell.

The only thing to be wary of is the methods of the 10th Hall Yama."

Thinking this, Shen Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly, a sharp glint flashing within.

Having initially understood the strength of the Hell specters, Shen Yuan did not consider them a threat at all.

While they may be endless in number, for Shen Yuan, powerful experts below the Immortal Realm are meaningless, and even a Taoist Doyen could obliterate them with a flick of his hand.

What Shen Yuan truly cared about were the 10th Hall Yama.

During that encounter with the 10th Hall Yama in the Netherworld, Shen Yuan had to use all his trump cards just to repel him.

With the Netherworld rising again, the 10th Hall Yama was bound to be prepared, and Shen Yuan had to be cautious.

"The handling of Hell's tributary projection is also temporarily concluded; the other side has suffered a major loss, and they shouldn't be causing any large disturbances for a while.

Next, it's time to go to Pingan Capital and meet the so-called allies."

Waving his hand to disperse the layered space, Shen Yuan glanced at Bai Zhao standing beside him.

"I wish to go to Pingan Capital, would you be willing to come with me?"

Having just recovered from shock, Bai Zhao instantly felt a jolt upon hearing this.

"Willing! Of course, willing!"

From the bottom of his heart, Bai Zhao naturally did not want to go to a dangerous place like Pingan Capital.

His strength had barely reached the Spirit Refining Peak, and he would not even make a splash on the battlefield of Pingan Capital.

However, the one who had spoken was Shen Yuan, and although the words were phrased as a question, Bai Zhao knew he had no leeway to refuse.

After once proactively scheming against Shen Yuan and being punished for it, that did not mean the matter had concluded.

His previous conduct had barely salvaged some of his reputation, but now if he failed to recognize the good fortune before him, he would lose even the small amount of reputation he had just gained.

How he would be disposed of ultimately lay within a mere thought of Shen Yuan, and he did not want to bet on Shen Yuan mercifully sparing him.

Though going to Pingan Capital was indeed fraught with danger, after witnessing Shen Yuan's formidable strength, Bai Zhao realized this could also be an opportunity.

If he could stick close to Shen Yuan, recovering his peak cultivation was definitely not an issue.

Shen Yuan nodded and was about to move directly, but Noro Mai, standing nearby, took the initiative to speak:

"May I ask if I can go to Pingan Capital along with the Father of All Gods?"

Shen Yuan looked at Noro Mai with surprise.

"Don't you need to stay and oversee Luliang City?"

"Father of All Gods has cut off the projections of Hell's tributary consecutively and eliminated a multitude of powerful Hell specters. Even the spirits from Hell would be frightened by this and would not dare to rashly invade Luliang City for some time.

The Amaterasu Grand Shrine has been destroyed, and I need to go to Pingan Capital to report to the Ise Grand Shrine."

Shen Yuan nodded. After all, bringing one more person was not a hassle for him.

With a swipe of his index finger through the space before him, a spatial passageway opened up.

"Let's go!"

Shen Yuan stepped forward into it, followed quickly by Bai Zhao and Noro Mai.

Luliang City was located in the outermost region of Ying Island, close to the outer seas, tens of thousands of miles away from the core area of Pingan Capital.

Even with the opening of space passageways, multiple transfers were necessary to reach the destination.

During the process of opening several space passageways, Shen Yuan saw the deeply troubled state of Ying Island caused by Hell's turmoil.

Cities like Luliang City, which were almost completely destroyed in the peripheral regions, were in the minority. Along the way, he could see many cities managing to maintain general order and warding off scattered ghost objects.

Within those cities, Shen Yuan could even sense the presence of individuals at the cultivation base of the Spirit Refining Stage.

The closer he got to the heartland of Ying Island that was Pingan Capital, the more intact the order surrounding Shen Yuan seemed to be. However, in these cities that had not yet been invaded by ghost objects, Shen Yuan faintly felt a sense of unease.

With another leap across tens of thousands of miles, Shen Yuan could now see the magnificent city, draped with a vast invisible barrier stretching for hundreds of miles.

On the right side of the city stood dozens of Ghost Cities sprawling across, seeming to divide the entire plain.

"This is Pingan Capital!"

Excitement flickered in Noro Mai's eyes. As they approached Pingan Capital, she could feel divine power flowing back into her body.

The cultivation base she had lost without the blessing of the Grand Shrine was now restored to the Spirit Refining Stage.

But at this moment, Shen Yuan was not concerned with the city before his eyes; his gaze had already turned to the sky above Pingan Capital, to the firmament obscured by clouds.

The next instant, sunlight broke through the clouds, revealing the scene above them.

It was a continent occupying the entire sky, and on that continent, a Divine Tree spread its canopy over everything, as if the sun, moon, and stars circulated endlessly beneath it.

The puzzlement in Shen Yuan's eyes finally dissipated at this moment.

Why the abode of the gods was called Sky High Plateau, why he felt a sense of familiarity from the moment he stepped into Ying Island.

All of this was because Ying Island was the place where he had undergone the Primal Chaos Nifty Pagoda trial eons before.

And that Divine Tree was planted by his own hands!