Chapter 329 The Real Boss of the Underworld

The huge underworld city is actually in the palm of his hand like a toy.

Not to mention Cao Jie, who had never mastered this kind of magical power, even Luo Zhenren and Elder Zhizhen, who had attained enlightenment in the Water Margin world and were only one step away from ascending to heaven, could not do it.

This is the power of incense becoming a deity.

Burning incense and worshipping! Thoughts of faith!
No matter which world you are in, it is the way to become a god. By gathering the thoughts of all the people, you can gain great supernatural powers, and the speed of becoming a god is extremely fast.

The reason why Ruan Xiaoqi was able to take control of the City of the Dead so quickly was the divine bonus brought by his fate.

In fact, his strength has not increased much, but with the power of the Soul Divine Way, he can be the king of this underworld.

But this power is not stable.

The god condensed by incense will fall, and fall very quickly.

Its rise is rapid, and its fall is sudden. What is obtained too easily will inevitably be lost quickly.

This is the eternal truth!
The gods in heaven in the world of Journey to the West that we are familiar with also practice by gathering the power of incense and vows, but they are all minor practices and cannot achieve anything significant.

For example, the most basic ones are the City God and the Land God, and the more powerful ones are the various stars and local dragon kings.

Those immortals who are truly free and easy do not care about incense and offerings. What they want is merit, not incense and offerings.

Of course, the belief in incense and merit cannot be confused with each other. Merit can make one a saint, but the power of incense can only make one a god, and a god that can collapse at any time depending on the amount of incense.

Cao Jie is not a god, but he has the authority that belongs to Ruan Xiaoqi, the King of Hell.

[Demon Star]'s talent is to disrupt the will of heaven and turn the world upside down.

The Shinto power belonging to Yama Luo, as long as Cao Jie agrees, he can naturally borrow it.

Lu Pan felt the power surging in the body of the Emperor of Wei, and couldn't help feeling worried.

Originally there was only one Yama above his head, but who would have thought that there would be another one.

"Lu Pan, can I see your Book of Life and Death?"

Lu Pan forced a faint smile. Could he refuse? Could he refuse?
"Emperor Wei, please take a look..."

Taking the book that exuded a gloomy atmosphere, Cao Jie flipped through it casually, then tore off a page and fiddled with it.

The corners of Lu Pan's mouth twitched again and again, but he didn't dare to be angry or speak.

"It's better than the Death Note!"

After finishing the study, Cao Jie returned the Book of Life and Death.

This Yin Fa Dharma treasure in volume after volume can take a person's life, but it can also increase a person's lifespan, and it has endless uses.

Lu Pan quickly took the Book of Life and Death and held it carefully in his arms.

At this time, the real boss of the underworld said, "Lu Pan, you haven't successfully refined the Judge's Pen yet! I'm here to help you subdue it."

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty. However, the Judge's Pen belongs to the Judge of the Underworld, and outsiders cannot use it to subdue it."

"I'm not an outsider."

Cao Jie smiled and said, "With your strength, it will take countless years to refine that treasure. I can't wait that long. Come with me!"

There was no room for rejection in his tone.

Right inside the capital city of the City of the Dead, in a void filled with chaos, stands a high platform made of underworld earth. The highness here does not refer to how high the platform is, but to the extremely vast aura emanating from it, giving a feeling that it connects the heaven and the earth.

There were several magic weapons on the earthen platform, including soul-catching chains and large shackles, which were all magic tools used by evil spirits.

The most powerful one among them was a brush, the handle of which was as thick as a child's arm, two feet long, and withered yellow in color. The brush head was more than half a foot long, and the tip was stained with fresh and moist ink, as if it had just been dipped in ink, and even exuded a unique and refreshing ink fragrance. "The Judge's Pen of the Punishment Department!"

Punishing evil is the opposite of rewarding good.

Most of the ghosts in the City of Wrongful Death are evildoers in the world of the living, so naturally they need to be punished.

Among the four great judges of the underworld that Cao Jie knows, there is Wei Zheng who is in charge of Rewarding the Good, Zhong Kui who is in charge of Punishing the Evil, Lu Zhidao who is in charge of Investigation, and Cui Jue who is in charge of the Book of Life and Death.

It was difficult for Lu Pan to refine the Judge's Pen of the Punishment Department.

But Cao Jie is different. He can hide the secret and deceive the pen.

As he crossed that obstacle, the hidden power on the platform revived.

It was like an invisible hand holding a brush and quickly writing a line of words in the air.

The first half of the line is incomprehensible, as if garbled characters appeared.

Cao Jie flashed and the black font flew over like a shadow.

Then, the black font began to change like ink-splashed landscape, and actually transformed into four bronze lights. The lights grew stronger as the wind blew, and they quickly grew larger in the air, suddenly transforming into four giant bronze pillars.

Suddenly, Cao Jie felt hot, even scorching, a heat that seemed to dry out his soul.

These four bronze pillars have surrounded Cao Jie. Several long chains are fluttering around the pillars, suppressing him from top to bottom, connecting the sky and the earth.

Cao Jie stretched out his hand and was about to press down the judge's pen, but the fluttering chain had already locked him tightly and was about to tie him to the huge red copper pillar...

Even if this judge's pen was not driven by ghosts or gods, and even if it was only instinctively exercising the power of judgment of the underworld, Cao Jie still felt a hint of threat.

Looking at the four huge bronze pillars, one can clearly see two large, ancient and unrecognizable characters engraved on them, vaguely revealing an indescribable sense of cruelty and brutality.

Cao Jie's heart shuddered. These two words must be "cannon" and "branding", which were tortures in the Shang Dynasty. It was said that they were invented by Su Daji. They were extremely brutal and cruel, and were particularly famous.

Suddenly, an indescribable light flashed in Cao Jie's eyes, as if they were a dark curtain filled with an aura of eternal silence.

The Yama power belonging to Ruan Xiaoqi appeared on him.

Ruan Xiaoqi, the Yama Luo, voluntarily lent his power, which put the Judge's Pen into an undecipherable situation.

After a while, the power to punish evil subsided, and after a while, an even hotter temperature appeared around. The four copper pillars all lit up with a dark red light, and even raging flames could be seen burning on the copper pillars.

The flames quickly condensed and turned into chains to bind him again.

Even with the power of Yama protecting him, the space sealed by the copper pillar was like an oven that would steam and burn him.

Immediately, you can hear the sizzling sound of the incense burning when it comes into contact with the high temperature.

The incense power of the Great Wei Divine Dynasty and the power of the Judge's Pen annihilated each other and turned into bursts of black smoke and disappeared.

At the same time, Cao Jie placed one hand on the judge's pen.

Suppression!
Even though Yama's power is helping to conceal the truth, the Judge's Pen is struggling mightily.

A judge who is not strong enough is not qualified to use it.

But in the end, the pen stopped and fell into Cao Jie's palm.

“So… so strong!”

Lu Pan opened his mouth wide and swallowed hard.

(End of this chapter)