Continue downward...
Dong!
Dong!!
The fragrance of flowers knocks on the door.
Upon looking again, it is no longer the fragrance of flowers, but rather the images of the Netherworld’s Yama, Meng Po, Judge, Oxhead and Horseface; the Other Shore Tree is a flower on this shore, but a returning soul on the other shore.
And the Ninth Heaven was originally the Netherworld, the very bottom of the former Nine Heavens was the dwelling place of the Six Paths of Reincarnation...
Now, the souls of the Netherworld approach this gate, naturally taking shape.
They... want to return.
Po Xu Yuzhuang as well.
She has already felt the opportunity.
And just at this moment, a great change suddenly occurs.
On the verdant Sea of Suffering, ghostly lights abruptly appeared, and hundreds of figures emerged in succession.
[Nine Nether Tribulation Array]
Countless ghostly lights spread in all directions, the light suddenly adjusted, all shining towards Song Yan sitting in the center.
The light illuminated everything within, every detail clearly revealed.
Bai Wa said, "This array is the power of the post-saint, targeting the intense obsessions..."
As she spoke, she glanced at Po Xu Yuzhuang.
Undoubtedly, Po Xu Yuzhuang’s body is a powerful source of obsession.
"It’s the Black Empress."
Bai Wa quickly identified the newcomer, saying, "He wants to devour Bai Zhuang."
However, Song Yan was not flustered.
He moved his fingers slightly, and the entire Sea of Suffering suddenly began to boil.
[True Word Creation Array]
The scene of the former Star Raft market reappeared, ancient stone slabs flying chaotically, words like swarms of fish and tadpoles dancing across the sky, eerie ancient characters forcibly prying open people’s consciousness, inserting them within.
The ghostly light precisely made these words clearer.
"The Ghost Gate opens, believe not. Door cracks, glimpse the Netherworld. White bone hand, delights in life. Hand not yet reached, spirit congeals first."
"Blood moon rises, do not light a lamp. Shadow moves at window, calls your name. Empty bed echoes, harbors an apparition. Apparition laughs, bone seams chill."
"Paper money flies, do not pick. Ash stains hand, print hall ash. Midnight drum, coffin moves. Drum stops, you replace."
Line by line of text appears, terrifying power surging in all directions like a tide.
The great array just manifested, and among the hundreds of figures, more than ten were devoured by ghostly hands, dragged below.
At this moment, huge mirrors reappeared behind the ghost lights...
In the mirrors, all the words on the stone slabs appear inverted.
This inversion is not only of the words, but also of the content, and the meaning.
[Inverted Mirror Tomb Array]
The effect is singular, born to restrain the Wa Saint’s technique of words as commands.
In the distance, Song Taixuan stands on a huge mirror, quietly watching Bai Wa perched on Song Yan’s shoulder.
Mantras subverted, suppressed.
Yet in the next moment, [True Word Creation Array] burst out with even greater power.
At this time the entire Sea of Suffering had almost become Song Yan’s array range, how could an array be reversed?



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