NIP Chapter 205 Venturing into the Underworld, Part 2: Breaking Through the Arm
Chapter 205 Venturing into the Underworld, Part 2: Breaking Through the Arm
In a daze, the gibbon felt as if its soul had left its body, and its whole body suddenly plummeted towards a certain place.
When he opened his eyes again, he found that his surroundings had changed drastically.
In the distance, an ancient city exudes an endless aura of the underworld.
He looked at the three characters "Youdu City" on the city wall and felt a sense of displeasure.
"Youdu City, isn't that the Netherworld?"
The gibbon murmured, only to find the sound of chains on its body ringing out. The Soul-Hook Lock was caught on its shoulder blades, dragging on the ground with a jingling echo.
Beside him, the Black and White Impermanence, with their cold faces, dragged him toward the city.
At this moment, the gibbon was still in a daze and subconsciously followed the two ghost messengers into the city.
Youdu City, also known as Fengdu City, is what the people of the human world call the underworld.
It was a mysterious place shrouded in an atmosphere of endless gloom and terror.
Stepping into this dark realm, an aura of decay and death assaults the senses, as if even the air itself is whispering ancient tales of terror.
The sky was overcast, thick with dark clouds, churning with an inky blackness that seemed poised to unleash a terrifying storm at any moment. A thick fog enveloped everything, its ghostly mist obscuring the view and adding to the sense of dread.
The ancient city walls stand there, their mottled marks telling tales of time's passage. The runes on the walls flicker with an eerie light, like cursed symbols, radiating an evil power. These runes seem to both protect this gloomy city and lure people into an endless abyss of darkness.
The streets in the city were narrow and winding, and the bluestone pavement was full of cracks, with weeds growing in the gaps, adding a sense of desolation to this gloomy place.
The buildings lining the streets were dilapidated, some even collapsed, revealing rotten wood and broken bricks inside. These buildings seemed like relics forgotten by time, exuding a suffocating smell of decay.
The Black and White Impermanence, these soul-reaping messengers of the underworld, are even more awe-inspiring. The White Impermanence is tall and slender, his face deathly pale, devoid of any color, like a zombie crawling out of its grave. His eyes are empty and lifeless, yet seem to see right through one's soul, sending a chill down one's spine under his gaze. A sinister smile plays on his lips, a smile that reveals an indescribable sinister and terrifying quality.
White Impermanence was dressed in a long, snow-white robe embroidered with black runes and eerie patterns. As he moved, the robe fluttered in the wind, making him appear even more sinister and terrifying. In his hand he held a long mourning staff, inlaid with flickering light, as if it were sucking away people's souls.
Black Impermanence stands in stark contrast to White Impermanence. He is burly and robust, with skin as black as charcoal, exuding a strong aura of death. His expression is serious and cold, full of majesty. His eyes are as sharp as a hawk's, making people afraid to meet his gaze. His mouth is tightly closed, as if ready to devour everything at any moment.
Black Impermanence was dressed in a black robe embroidered with white runes and terrifying patterns, giving off a heavy sense of oppression. In his hand he held a black chain, which gleamed with a cold light, as if waiting to drag people into the abyss of hell.
Along the way, beside the Bridge of Helplessness, the River of Oblivion surged and roared, its chilling roar echoing through the air. The buildings of the Underworld were ancient and dilapidated, seemingly bearing the sorrow and pain of countless years. Runes on the walls appeared and disappeared intermittently, radiating a mysterious power, attempting to suppress all evil spirits here.
However, today the underworld has been visited by an uninvited guest, making the atmosphere even more gloomy and terrifying, as if a great disaster could strike at any moment.
However, after a while, the Long-Armed Ape saw the legendary Ox-Head and Horse-Face again. These two underworld jailers were truly terrifying.
It has the head of a bull and the body of a human, with two enormous bull horns that curve like hooks, seemingly capable of piercing anything. Its eyes are the size of copper bells, gleaming with a ferocious light that sends chills down one's spine. Its mouth is wide open, revealing sharp teeth, as if it is ready to devour people at any moment.
The bull's body was massive and strong, brimming with power. His skin was a dark gray, covered with wrinkles and scars, as if it had endured countless battles. He wore a tattered suit of armor, studded with iron plates and nails, giving him an aura of indestructibility.
The horse-faced man with a human body had a ferocious, demonic appearance. A horse's head grew on his head, and hot breath spewed from its mouth, sending shivers down one's spine. His eyes gleamed green, like the gaze of a wild beast, instilling a nameless fear in those who looked upon him.
Horse-face's body was covered in a layer of black fur, like the fur of a wild beast, giving him a wild feel. He wore a long black robe embroidered with red flames and terrifying patterns, creating a sense of burning terror.
As he stepped into the Yama Palace, his gaze met that of the Yama King at the very top.
Yama, the ruler of the underworld!
His aura exuded an air of authority and majesty.
He sat enthroned, clad in a black robe embroidered with golden runes and ornate patterns that shimmered with light. His face was handsome and imposing, yet exuded an aura of cold ruthlessness. His eyes were as deep as stars, captivating all who looked into them.
A ruby was inlaid on Yama's forehead, shimmering with a mysterious light, as if it controlled all destiny. His hair was as black as ink, casually draped over his shoulders, giving him an untamed air. His beard was as white as silver threads, neatly hanging down his chest, further enhancing his majesty.
His hands had distinct knuckles and long, slender fingers, as if they were ready to unleash magic at any moment. He exuded a powerful aura that made people dare not show the slightest disrespect in his presence.
Below Yama, the King of Hell, a group of underworld ghost messengers stood guard, armed with various weapons.
These ghost messengers also had faces filled with fear and ferocity, sending chills down one's spine. Their eyes gleamed with an eerie light, as if awaiting orders, ready to punish those who offended the underworld at any moment.
The underworld is shrouded in a sinister atmosphere year-round. Dim light emanates from the eerie ghost fires all around, barely illuminating this strange space.
After being dragged to the underworld, the gibbon was filled with anger and resentment. He wore a black robe, and his eyes flashed with fury.
At this moment, he was completely awake.
The gibbon immediately shouted, "Where is this! Where are you taking me?!"
"This is the underworld!" the Black and White Impermanence said in a sinister voice. "Long-Armed Ape, hurry up and leave!"
"Outrageous!" The Long-Armed Ape suddenly shook its hands, breaking free from the restraints of the Black and White Impermanence.
He suddenly turned around, his face full of anger, and said to the Black and White Impermanence, "You even dare to take down the soul of me, the Long-Armed Ape!"
"If you don't want me to wreak havoc in the underworld, let me return to the mortal realm immediately!"
With a tug of his wrists, the long-armed ape snapped the soul-hooking locks on his shoulder blades.
This level of soul-sealing magic artifact cannot imprison his magical power at all.
"Long-Armed Ape, you pulled out the pillar supporting the Bohai Sea, causing the deaths of millions of lives and generating boundless karma. You are no longer qualified to become an immortal or a Buddha!"
King Yama sat high on his throne in the hall, sternly looking at the Long-Armed Ape, and loudly proclaimed, "You have hindered Sun Wukong and his companions' journey to the West to obtain the scriptures, causing countless beings to suffer the torments of reincarnation. Your sins are too numerous. Today, I will strip you of your celestial status and cast you into the realm of demons, so that you may suffer the torments of reincarnation as a mortal!"
With a wave of his hand, Yama, the King of Hell, erased the Long-Armed Ape's immortal status from the Book of Life and Death and the Wheel of Reincarnation in his hand, banishing him to the demon realm.
In an instant, the immortal and Buddhist power on the long-armed ape vanished, replaced by a monstrous demonic power.
The moment this demonic power surged forth, even Yama, the King of Hell, was startled.
"A terrifyingly powerful demon!"
He looked at the gibbon and muttered to himself, "This is it."
Upon hearing this, the Long-Armed Ape flew into a rage and roared, "I refuse to accept this! Why do you say I influenced Sun Wukong? What makes him worthy of going to the Western Paradise to retrieve the scriptures? In what way am I, the Long-Armed Ape, inferior to him?!"
After saying that, he flashed and instantly appeared in front of Yama, raising his fist to strike Yama.
Upon seeing this, the underworld's ghost messengers grabbed their weapons and rushed forward, attempting to stop the gibbon.
The gibbon was not afraid at all. He used powerful magic and his figure moved like a ghost among the ghost messengers.
Every move he made carried immense power, causing the ghost messengers to cry out in agony. Some ghost messengers were sent flying by his punches, crashing into walls that instantly cracked; others were struck by his magic and vanished in a wisp of smoke.
The Long-Armed Ape grew increasingly enraged as he fought. When he saw the Book of Life and Death to the side, he remembered that Sun Wukong had also destroyed it, and his jealousy burned fiercely within him.
He rushed forward, grabbed the Book of Life and Death, and tore it to shreds.
A series of piercing screams suddenly echoed from the underworld, as if the souls recorded in the Book of Life and Death were wailing in agony.
As he fought, the Long-Armed Ape shouted, "Sun Wukong can destroy the Book of Life and Death, so why can't I, the Long-Armed Ape, do the same! I refuse to accept the injustice of heaven and earth, and I refuse to accept that Sun Wukong always surpasses me!"
King Yama exclaimed in terror, "Long-Armed Ape, you are defying the will of Heaven! You will surely be punished by Heaven!"
The Long-Armed Ape laughed loudly: "Divine punishment? I, the Long-Armed Ape, am not afraid! Today I will show you that I am a hundred times stronger than Sun Wukong!"
Just then, the gibbon saw the towering pillar in the Bohai Sea, which was radiating powerful energy.
He wielded Optimus Prime like a war god, and wherever he went, the underworld officials fell one after another. Optimus Prime's power was too great; each swing created a powerful gust of air, causing the buildings of the underworld to continuously collapse under its force.
As the gibbon wreaked havoc in the underworld, its jealousy of Sun Wukong grew stronger.
As he fought, he thought, "That Sun Wukong is just a wild monkey. Why does he earn everyone's respect and go on the journey to the West to retrieve the scriptures, while I, the Long-Armed Ape, who is devoted to good, have ended up like this? I refuse to accept this! I must defeat Sun Wukong and let everyone know that I, the Long-Armed Ape, am the strongest!"
This jealousy burned like a flame in his heart, making his behavior even more frantic and volatile.
A terrifying demonic aura filled the entire underworld, and the ghosts wandering in Fengdu City cheered wildly at this moment.
Some old ghosts even remember that five hundred years ago, a similar scene seemed to have occurred in this underworld.
Beneath the Hall of Yama lies the nineteenth level of the underworld.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva looked up and silently turned the prayer beads on his fingertips.
"The World Honored One is truly cunning!"
"The four great monkeys of the world have all entered the Buddhist order."
"The four great monkeys have grown up, and each of them is a top-tier existence."
He sighed and murmured softly, "Amitabha."
Unlike the wailing from the underworld, Huangmei Laozu sat silently cross-legged in the mountains, at the place he had initially agreed upon with the Long-Armed Ape.
He felt the increasingly abundant demonic energy emanating from his body, and his face immediately contorted into a bitter expression.
"Oh no, it's all over."
"Now that I have fallen into the demon realm, I have completely become a demon."
"There's no going back!"
He murmured to himself, looking in the direction of the Maitreya Buddha Hall in the sky, somewhat lost in thought, "I wonder if my junior brother would still recognize me as his senior brother if he saw me like this."
Just then, he sensed a terrifying demonic aura, countless times more terrifying than himself, suddenly appearing in this place!
The moment this demonic aura appeared, the Yellow-Eyebrowed Ancestor felt as if the entire world was instantly enveloped by it.
"What kind of terrifying demon is this?!"
Huang Mei frowned, but within this demonic aura, he sensed a familiar presence.
That was the unique aura of my junior brother!
"Junior brother! Junior brother!" he shouted to the surroundings.
"Senior brother, did you call me?"
Suddenly, the voice of the gibbon rang out behind him.
Huangmei Patriarch's heart trembled. The Long-Armed Ape silently appeared behind him, but he didn't notice anything unusual.
When he turned around and saw what the gibbon looked like, he was even more startled.
Before they parted, the gibbon, though still recovering from its injuries, exuded an aura of divine power, making it appear heroic and dashing.
However, at this moment, the Long-Armed Ape was surrounded by a dense demonic aura that was almost tangible.
This reminded him of what the Queen of Ten Thousand Demons in the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons had said!
The Long-Armed Ape is incredibly demonic; if it were to become a demon, it would surely be an awe-inspiring monster!
"Junior brother, what happened to you? How did you end up like this?" Old Ancestor Yellow Eyebrows asked with some confusion. "How did you also fall into the demonic path?"
The gibbon laughed loudly, "I pulled out the Optimus Prime from the Dragon Palace of the Bohai Sea to use as a weapon, and stirred up a massive flood."
"The Black and White Impermanence dragged me down to the underworld, and Yama, the King of Hell, erased my celestial status!"
"Disqualify me from the ranks of demons!"
"I refused to accept this, so I wreaked havoc in the underworld and forcibly erased myself from the Book of Life and Death!"
Upon hearing this, Huangmei Laozu felt a chill in his heart.
That's it, there's no going back now.
Moreover, they have probably already been arrested by orders from the immortals and Buddhas.
"By the way, Senior Brother, how did you become a demon too?" The Long-Armed Ape looked at the demonic aura emanating from the Yellow-Eyebrowed Ancestor and asked with some confusion, "Did you obtain the Golden Elixir of Ten Thousand Demons?"
Upon hearing this, the Yellow-Eyebrowed Ancestor's gaze swept over the Long-Armed Ape, finally settling on him cautiously and saying, "Junior Brother, tell me honestly, are you having an affair with that Queen of Ten Thousand Demons?" (End of Chapter)