frightfiction Chapter 277 Chaos in the Underworld
Chapter 277 Chaos in the Underworld
Xuan Kui's other zombie subordinates also showed signs of panic.
Clearly, these zombies had all heard of the legendary flying centipede's reputation for saving sentient beings.
It would be strange if they hadn't heard of the giant centipede that had seized control of a court and absorbed the fortune of the Ming Dynasty.
"Well, in this day and age, they can't even transform into dragons. Besides, they wouldn't dare to reveal their true forms in front of Buddhist monks. There's nothing to be afraid of."
After the Grand Master of the Nation finished speaking, he tapped the skull.
"This time, the Taoist sect is indeed difficult to deal with, especially Maoshan. When they can't beat them, they bring out the old guys from the underworld, which is really disgusting." At this moment, Xuan Kui changed the subject and sighed.
This is precisely why he deeply resents Maoshan.
If you can't beat them, you call for reinforcements. Calling for reinforcements is one thing, but calling for dead people is just outrageous.
This is a damn Taoist gang!
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"It doesn't matter. The underworld is about to fall into chaos. Those Maoshan Taoists are already too busy taking care of themselves in the underworld, so how could they have time to care about things in the mortal world?" The Grand Master of the Nation sneered, then crushed the skull to pieces.
Upon hearing the words of the Great Master Protector of the Nation, all the zombies showed expressions of surprise.
Chaos reigns in the underworld?
What's going on?
Xuan Kui hurriedly asked, "Grand Master, why is there such chaos in the Underworld?"
The Grand Master of the Nation paced back and forth with his hands behind his back: "The balance of Yin and Yang in the underworld has been disrupted, and some evil spirits have taken advantage of the situation to run rampant like wild horses. The Taoist priests of Maoshan are busy resealing the evil spirits and repairing the loopholes in the underworld, so they naturally have no time to attend to matters in the mortal world."
"One more thing, the Ten Kings of Hell and the Ghost Emperor have already left!" The Grand Master Protector of the Nation said, a cold smile appearing on his face.
She knew all too well that the world was about to descend into chaos again, just like the dark and turbulent years of the past.
Humans live in fear, and demons run rampant, wreaking havoc on the land!
"Doesn't that mean this is a golden opportunity for us to attack the Daoist sect?" Count Beerus rubbed his hands excitedly.
"Hmph, don't be too happy yet. Although the Maoshan Taoists will be unable to extricate themselves for the time being, the other sects of Taoism should not be underestimated," Xuan Kui warned.
Although the grandmasters and grand-uncles of Maoshan cannot come up from the underworld, are the other Taoist sects so easily manipulated?
"Indeed, but after this, the world will be in great turmoil," the Tatar Corpse King said happily.
"Well, I hope so."
"Once we destroy the Taoist sect, we must quickly eliminate the Old Buddha and then reorganize the Corpse Army. Otherwise, if those few from the Underworld come out, things will get complicated!" the Grand Master of the Nation reminded them.
"What's going on? Who wants to come out?" Xuan Kui asked, frowning.
"The Black Mountain Demon, the Netherworld Ghost King, the Flying Yaksha, and the Nine-Tailed Fox!"
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"hiss........"
The entire audience gasped in shock at the stench of death.
The Grand Master of Protection ignored them and left.
Because that's all I have to say.
And the other side.
The Buddhist community, like a sleeping bear, has begun to awaken and take action.
Monks from all directions flocked to the capital like a tidal wave. They were anxious and eager to hear news from the Golden Cymbal Dharma King and the Golden Bell Dharma King, determined to fight the Taoist sect and defeat it in one fell swoop!
At this very moment, Master Ikkyu, the neighbor of Four Eyes, stood quietly in a corner of a temple, like a silent statue. He watched his fellow disciples busily preparing to return to the capital, his heart filled with endless helplessness.
He had already seen through this conspiracy: the Buddhist sect was colluding with the Corpse Army in an attempt to join forces against the Taoist sect, so that only one voice would remain in the world, the voice of the Buddhist sect.
However, this is precisely what Master Ikkyu did not want to see.
He resolutely turned around and walked towards Master Kuzhu's meditation room.
This Master Kuzhu was his teacher, who was over seventy years old.
He was dressed in coarse gray linen clothes and sat there striking a wooden fish.
"Ikkyu? What's the matter?" Master Kuzhu asked without stopping his wooden fish chanting.
“Master, I really don’t want to get involved in this conflict. Besides, who exactly are those corpse soldiers? They are the embodiment of evil, how can we…” Master Ikkyu said, bowing his head, his voice firm.
However, before he could finish speaking, Master Kuzhu rudely interrupted him.
"Damn it! The Daoist sect has oppressed us for too long. Now is the time for us to fight back!"
"This time, even if we join forces with Cixi's corpse army, after we destroy the Taoist sect, we must, if necessary, eradicate Cixi's corpse army completely! Do you understand?" Master Kuzhu said angrily, even stopping his wooden fish.
Master Ikkyu gazed at his master, his eyes revealing complex emotions: "Master..."
Before Master Ikkyu could finish speaking, Master Kuzhu continued to rebuke him: "This is a major matter of conflict between Buddhism and Taoism. As a Buddhist disciple, how can you stand aside? How can you be so sentimental? You are practicing the high-level techniques of my Buddhist monks. Where have you strayed from your practice?"
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