This primordial world is not serious!

The Dark Demon God swore filthily.

...

Letter A·Cosmos No. 2.

Xuanqing arranged a Sword Mountain Hell for the Divine Hidden Demon God.

Even though the remnants of the Divine Hidden Demon God's consciousness were merely instinctual, lacking Spiritual Wisdom, and seemed to pose much less of a threat than the Dark Demon God,

Xuanqing did not take this lightly.

After all, the opponent was someone who had withstood the juvenile state of the Pangu God!

Even though it was highly possible that such a feat was achieved through the unique properties of the Divine Hidden Dao Fruit, Xuanqing still approached the matter with caution.

To demonstrate his seriousness, he even specifically deployed a projection of the Nine-faced Evil Mirror in the depths of this universe.

Specifically to pin down the remnants of the Chaos Demon God's consciousness.

To prevent the opponent from "hiding away" again.

After strengthening the seals of the various containment stations once again, Xuanqing left the Taisha Heavenly Palace.

There was still a colossal Demon God's skull waiting for him.

Such an excellent material for artifact refining, Xuanqing certainly would not miss out.

He took the skull of the Demon God and headed straight to the Zhou Jue Heavenly Palace.

"Little Yuan, time for work!"

With a loud boom, the skull, as big as a small hill, smashed in front of the Primordial Chaos Cauldron.

"Master, are you serious?"

The Primordial Chaos Cauldron was startled. Could it really withstand this thing with its small frame?

Xuanqing said, "Rest assured, rest assured, I have already dealt with the residues of the Pangu Dao might."

"It's just mostly a skull now."

With Xuanqing's assurance, the Primordial Chaos Cauldron then replied, "Refine!"

"Not refining would be a waste!"

"Master, what are you planning to refine this time? I guarantee you'll be satisfied!"

Xuanqing said, "This time we need to craft many items, including some new suppressive objects, so I need to take personal control."

What?

Master is going to refine treasures himself?

Doesn't that mean I get to spend a long time with the Master!

The Primordial Chaos Cauldron was overjoyed.

It shook its body and willingly split itself into thirty-six parts.

Thirty-six cauldrons aligned within the Heavenly Palace, all speaking to Xuanqing, "Master, please!"

Xuanqing laughed heartily.

He pushed against his Dao Crown, and likewise split into thirty-six Dao Bodies.

"Let's all refine our own pieces, aiming to make the most out of this Demon God's skull!"

Xuanqing bowed to the Dao Bodies.

"What the Daoist says is quite right."

The Dao Bodies got to work, each taking the materials they needed from the Demon God's skull.

Some took hair, others pulled teeth, some cut the tongue, others scooped out the Spiritual Platform...

After a series of actions, the thirty-six divinities harvested Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures from the large and small worlds of Luo Feng Mountain.

Spiritual materials entered the cauldrons, Divine Fire ignited.

The Dao was profound as each carried on with their Creation.

Inside Taisha Heavenly Palace, the remnants of the Divine Hidden Demon God hugged its head and wailed bitterly.

"My eyes!"

"My tongue!"

"My hair!"

It was suppressed in the Sword Mountain Hell, crying out repeatedly, being executed over and over again.

Who knows how much time passed.

Finally, it stopped crying.

Because it sensed its teeth were coming closer.

Just in a way that its limited Spiritual Wisdom could not understand!

"Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang Blades, strengthen Sword Mountain Hell!"

The first set of Spiritual Treasure refining was complete.

Xuanqing transformed some of the Chaos Demon God's teeth into a set of Heavenly Blades, numbering thirty-six in total.

He used them to strengthen Sword Mountain Hell and suppress the remnants of the Divine Hidden Demon God.

The Dark Demon God from Letter A·Cosmos No. 1 saw this scene and gasped.

"Pulling out a Demon God's teeth and suppressing a Demon God, is this something a human can do?"

However, it was soon its own turn.

"Three Thousand Laws Divine Chains, strengthen Taisha Heavenly Palace!"

The Law Divine Chains, forged from the Demon God's hair, roamed the All Heavens like dragons or divine flood dragons.

Sensing that Letter A·Cosmos No. 1 was continuously being fortified, [Jie]'s mouth twitched: "That's it, the Boiling Oil Hell will have to undergo the ninety-second iteration!"

"Strengthen Tongue-Pulling Hell, Skin Stripping Hell, Stone Mill Hell, Blood Pool Hell!!"

One by one, the Spiritual Treasures crafted from the remains of the Demon God flew into Taisha Heavenly Palace, transformed into supreme suppressive objects, and strengthened the seals within.

"Damn, the Prison Chief is seriously doing it!"

"Blood and bones of the Chaos Demon God?! Praise be to the Pangu God above, I thank the Prison Chief for valuing me so much!"

"Done for, totally done for, I'm afraid I won't survive the next million years in this Stone Mill Hell!"

"Ahhh!! Prison Chief, have mercy, let me out!"

"Prison Chief, I should have called upon a Daoist friend to trap you in the North Sea!"

Within each of the worlds, the contained beings kept swearing and cursing.

"Damn Chaos Demon God, just die already, you had to fall into his hands of all people!"

"Now we're really in for it!"

The god of Ao'an Mountain, Meng Huai, was very excited at this time.

He's left with just a glimmer of spiritual light; how could he withstand such wear and tear?

I really don't want to die.

"Everyone, we can't wait any longer!"

"We must transform into ghosts! We must!"

Meng Huai urgently called out, "The only way out now is to join the Netherworld!"

"Let's all put in more effort!"

"Whether we are kind ghosts, evil ghosts, or poor ghosts... we must succeed."

Those with a will to survive responded one after another.

"The Daoist has a point!"

"The Prison Chief is growing stronger, and our hope is becoming increasingly faint."

"Today he uses the remains of Demon Gods to refine treasures to suppress us; tomorrow if he finds the Heavenly Creation Three Treasures, we'll truly be done for!"

Meng Huai seemed to have made up his mind.

He said, "I propose that we form an alliance, set aside disputes, and seek survival together!"

"Good!"

A divine being imprisoned in Stone Mill Hell responded, "Since we've all chosen to transform into ghosts, let's form an organization!"

"This organization, shall be called... shall be called..."

Meng Huai added, "Let's call it the Netherworld Holy Sect!"

"That's a great name."

The divine beings in Blood Pool Hell clapped and cheered.

"I nominate Meng Huai Daoist to be our Netherworld Holy Sect's Sect Hierarch."

"Please, no, no!"

Hearing this, Meng Huai was so flustered he nearly committed suicide in Fire Sea Hell.

"With the Prison Chief here, how dare I claim to be the Netherworld Sect Hierarch?"

"The role of Sect Hierarch must surely be taken by the Prison Chief!"

"Yes, yes, yes."

The divine being in Blood Pool Hell suddenly realized, "The Sect Hierarch role is indeed befitting of no one but the Prison Chief."

The divine being in Stone Mill Hell corrected, "Since we've acknowledged a Sect Hierarch, let's not call them by the title of Prison Chief anymore."

"Well said."

Echoes of agreement came from world after world.

At this time, Meng Huai continued, "From now on, after we become ghosts, we are to seek refuge under the Sect Hierarch."

"Daoist friends, do you still remember the texts taught by the Sect Hierarch in the past?"

"Of course, I remember!" The divine being in Blood Pool Hell spoke with justice and righteousness.

"The Fengdu Decree Book, written with thirteen thousand six hundred and fifty Innate Taoist Texts!"

"Each character is a pearl and jade, expounding upon the ultimate principles of heaven and earth. I have long known it by heart!"

Meng Huai was overjoyed, "Daoist friend, you are truly blessed with exceptional talent."

"Since you have such a profound understanding of the Sect Hierarch's legacy, why don't you take up the role of Netherworld Holy Sect's Elder?"

"Please, I couldn't possibly accept!"

The divine being in Blood Pool Hell was none other than the god of Ao'an Mountain—Fu Zhu.

At this moment, Meng Huai recommended him to be the Elder, and the collected beings all supported the idea.

But he absolutely refused to accept, "At most, I can temporarily serve as the chief disciple of the Netherworld Holy Sect."

"That's fine as well!"

Congratulations came from various worlds: "Greetings to the chief disciple!"

The god of Ao'an Mountain, Fu Zhu, said, "Meng Huai Daoist is also of extraordinary talent, and he is an elder in the Taisha Heavenly Palace."

"Since I've temporarily taken up the role of chief disciple of the Netherworld Sect, the role of the second disciple must belong to Meng Huai Daoist!"

The collected beings went along with the idea, nominating Meng Huai as the second disciple.

Meng Huai humbly accepted.

He said, "Now that we have established our sect, we should all encourage each other to study the Sect Hierarch's Fengdu Decree Book."

"Later we will study together, starting with Fu Zhu, the chief disciple, who will explain the thirteen thousand six hundred and fifty Innate Taoist Texts."

"Then I will summarize, and I guarantee at least to discern eighteen thousand characters of Postnatal Daoist Text for everyone to learn!"

Hearing this, all the divine beings rejoiced:

"The chief disciple is both benevolent and righteous, and the second disciple is righteous yet benevolent."

Fu Zhu and Meng Huai solemnly said,

"This is all thanks to the great virtue of the Sect Hierarch!"

"We dare not lay claim to the words 'benevolent' and 'righteous' by ourselves."

~~~

Inside the Zhou Jue Heavenly Palace.

As more and more divine artifacts and Spiritual Treasures were being created to strengthen the seals of Hell, Xuanqing's expression grew stranger and stranger.

His eyes turned towards the Taisha Heavenly Palace, listening to the wailing and praise that rose and fell inside.

Xuanqing was baffled.

What's wrong with these guys?

The stronger I make the seal, the more pleasant your screaming gets, right?

When a group of the collected beings began establishing their own Netherworld Holy Sect and nominated him as the Sect Hierarch, Xuanqing couldn't help but laugh and weep.

"What is all this mess!"

Xuanqing ignored them and continued refining artifacts.

However, when the self-proclaimed members of the Netherworld Holy Sect started to establish their sect system, refine the sect doctrine, share and elucidate the Fengdu Decree Book, and even self-cultivate themselves,

Xuanqing finally couldn't sit still.

Because he felt an enigmatic and profound Qi Fortune, blessing himself!

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Note 1: Ao'an Mountain... There is a creature there, it looks like a white deer with four horns, named Fu Zhu. When it appears, there will be a great flood in the city.

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