Chapter 498 The Bridge of Helplessness, Hundreds of Primordial Spirits?



"Life and death are but one of the three thousand great paths, what is there to fear?"

Bai Cang gathered his form, making no attempt to conceal his yang energy and vitality.

"If you can't even see through life and death, what's the point of cultivating the Tao or becoming an immortal?"

What you said makes so much sense, I'm speechless.

but……

Why are you swearing?

King Zhouyin's face looked like he was holding back his excrement, and he felt that Bai Cang's insults were very vulgar.

Although he didn't mention it in any of his sentences, it was as if every word he uttered was related to it.

It wasn't just them, all the Netherworld Gods, who were all cursed in the insults.

Even the leaders of the major sects in the Xuanmen sect, as long as they have not yet merged with the Great Dao and become revered ancestors, are all within his range of firepower.

He's foul-mouthed, no need to say more, his main message is "equality for all beings".

I'm not targeting anyone in particular, I'm saying: everyone here is trash!

I'm so annoyed, but I can't get back at them. I'm so anxious!

Thinking of this, King Zhouyin was filled with rage and malice. "No matter how much you try to seduce me, you will not be able to fall for my trap again."

Upon hearing this, Bai Cang's face fell, and his high-spirited demeanor suddenly diminished considerably.

I'm trying to figure out how to retaliate.

After finishing his rant, the Great God Zhou Yin fled, transforming into a streak of light and disappearing in an instant.

"The River of Oblivion is just ahead!"

Upon hearing this, Bai Cang perked up and immediately forgot about retorting, quickly following behind.

Before long, a magnificent and towering bridge, seemingly spanning the universe, appeared before his eyes.

The bridge, crystal clear and lustrous like jade, stood out brilliantly against the gray backdrop, as if it were the only color in the world.

The bridge is like another world, with towering mountains and crisscrossing rivers and lakes, and palaces standing side by side, some grand and majestic, others exquisite and beautiful.

Pavilions and towers, winding corridors, and soaring eaves.

For a moment, even someone as resolute as Bai Cang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, feeling relaxed and happy all over.

Having endured decades of calamities at the gates of hell, what I saw were either surging tides of malevolent spirits and seas of vengeful ghosts, or mountains of white bones and corpses, as well as all sorts of natural disasters.

It can be described as extremely treacherous.

I have never seen such a beautiful and serene scene.

"Isn't it magnificent? This is the Bridge of Helplessness!"

King Zhouyin, the Great God, gazed at the Bridge of Helplessness, a strange light flickering in his eyes.

"When you see the River of Oblivion later, be careful not to drop your eyeballs. It's a thousand times, ten thousand times more magnificent than the Bridge of Helplessness."

As they spoke, the two flew side by side toward the bridgehead, which resembled a majestic city.

Even from a distance, before they had even arrived, Bai Cang heard a roar like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing.

It was like a huge wave of sound surging in from all directions.

"Get down! Get down!"

"Why are they in positions of power?"

"You all come down, it's our turn to go up."

"Quickly blow a cold wind and blew them all down to keep us company!"

"..."

"..."

A series of mournful wails, like ghosts howling and spirits wailing, rose from the hole at the head of the bridge.

Even from thousands of miles away, Bai Cang seemed to see countless pairs of bloodshot eyes, densely packed, staring at him with resentment.

But who is Bai Cang? Does a mere vengeful spirit think it can scare him?

He enjoys seeing people's expressions of extreme displeasure with him, yet helplessness.

With this in mind.

Bai Cang did not suppress its own vitality.

Instead, it deliberately exuded a sliver of yang energy, which traveled against the tide of sound and howling wind.

This caused the already venomous roar of the mountains and seas to become even more violent.

Those earth-shattering shouts seemed to threaten to overturn the Bridge of Helplessness.

"How dare you, a bold and inhuman being, wreak havoc on the River of Oblivion?"

Just then, an angry shout rang out.

At the bridgehead, a pillar resembling a towering mountain suddenly displays reliefs of thousands of ghostly soldiers and generals.

One of the figures, a majestic general clad in silver armor and wielding a golden sword, struggles to emerge from the relief.

Then, with a slash of his sword, he charged toward Bai Cang.

The thousands of soldiers and generals on the relief behind them also followed closely behind, forming a battle formation to enhance their power.

Originally a powerful divine general at the Yin God level, his aura suddenly surged, breaking through the limits of the Longevity Dao Lord and transforming into an "Outer Dao Primordial Spirit".

"This battle formation is quite interesting!"

Seeing this, Bai Cang smiled calmly and glanced at the Great God Zhou Yin without making a sound.

He shrugged, with an indifferent expression, and a hint of encouraging mockery in his eyes.

Seeing this, Bai Cang immediately understood what was going on.

With a simple gesture, a brilliant silver light flashed and vanished.

The majestic general and the thousands of soldiers forming a battle formation behind him suddenly felt a chill run through their usually cold bodies.

Then everything went black, and I was plunged into boundless darkness.

In an instant, both body and soul were destroyed!

Like an ink painting that has been wiped away inch by inch, leaving not a trace.

Upon seeing this, the Great God King Zhouyin couldn't help but give Bai Cang a deep look of astonishment.

"Nai Muxi! This guy is getting stronger way too fast!"

Not to mention the Great God King Zhouyin, even Bai Cang himself was startled.

Even if the external path's primordial spirit is weak, it has at least reached the threshold of this level.

When Bai Cang descended upon the "Great World of Feathered Ascension," even the incarnation of Zen Master Xiaoyue wasn't much stronger than this majestic divine general under the enhancement of battle formation.

However, Bai Cang still found himself in a "bitter battle," and after much effort, he even had to use his trump card to finally kill him.

But what about now?

In less than a century, at most seventy-eight years later, it has come to this.

Facing an opponent of similar strength, Bai Cang instantly killed him with a wave of his hand.

Let alone his trump card, he hasn't even unleashed the full power of the "Taiyin Blade" yet.

The speed at which their strength is increasing is truly inhuman!

What? He wasn't even human to begin with?

Oh, that's all!

"boom!"

At the same time, Bai Cang raised his hand and annihilated thousands of soldiers.

On the Bridge of Helplessness, countless reliefs stand out on a row of long columns.

Each pillar is surrounded by thousands of soldiers, who are like divine generals clad in silver armor and wielding golden swords.

At a glance, there are more than a thousand or even hundreds of pillars in the corridor.

A powerful aura emanated from each battle formation.

Even the most powerful Calamity Dao Lord below the Dao Integration level would probably have to flee in panic when faced with such a "righteous mob attack".

Even the weakest "heretical spirits," when numbered in the hundreds or thousands, constitute a terrifying force capable of destroying the world.

but……

Bai Cang, however, was not alarmed. He merely tilted his head slightly and quietly looked at the Great God Zhou Yin.

It's as if they're saying: "Guards, come out and clean the floor!"

Without the slightest hesitation, the Great God King Zhouyin immediately took a step forward, and a vast and boundless aura of power swept out.

"How dare you! Do you intend to rebel?"

The Great God King Zhouyin roared, his voice echoing in all directions.

"This is a disciple of an old friend of the Holy Emperor, who has come bearing the Nether Phoenix Talisman personally bestowed by the Great Divine Lord Youyuan."

"Let's see who dares to be so insolent!"

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