My Bottle Cosmos

Chapter 779 724: Establishment of the Netherworld

Ancient Tree Calendar Year 5981.

In the extreme west of All Heavens and Myriads of Realms, the Emperor of Reincarnation, Elis, established the Reincarnation Realm, calling it Netherworld.

As of now, the lineage of Godhead Ancient Gods finally had their own Supreme Realm—the Celestial Path Reincarnation, standing in distant confrontation with the two Supreme Realms of Heaven and Earth Technique—Celestial Path Ancient Tree.

"In this world, the Human Path flourishes; there ought to be law and reason!"

"Today, I, the Emperor of Reincarnation Elis, shall establish reincarnation. All who cultivate the Self Technique shall be governed by the Reincarnation Realm!"

"Those who invoke my true name shall find eternal life in reincarnation!"

On this day, Elis's voice resonated through the Cosmos.

In former years, the Ancient Dragon was annihilated, leaving only the struggling Ancient Dragon Celestial Phenomena, and now a second Celestial Phenomenon arises, coming into fresh opposition with the Ancient Tree.

The Light Ancient God destroyed one Ancient Dragon, but there is yet another.

This Emperor of Life, who established the reincarnation for the world, naturally drew numerous Godhead laws, gathering to respond and rushing to witness the moment the High-tier Dao was inaugurated.

"Is that so!"

"The law sequence of the Netherworld is that complex?"

Countless Ancient Gods walking the All Heavens were utterly astonished.

Elis's reputation in the world had long reached its peak.

When they observed the reincarnation, they discovered a Hell Three-headed Dragon sleeping by the Gate of the Underworld, guarding it.

That dragon, long accustomed to slumber, would occasionally glance at these passing Ancient Gods, suddenly taking out a notebook to jot down, as if... holding grudges?

These Ancient Gods were startled, not daring to provoke this gatekeeper.

They wouldn't come just once; each life they would have to pass by, and what if they were blacklisted upon entry?

"This dragon, its other two heads, are Tao Artifacts transformed from Tao Fruits. Each head signifies the ultimate sublimation of its past life base!"

"Yet, with the Netherworld's abundant resources, why has it only cultivated two Ninth-layer Tao Fruits by now?"

"I observe it loves resting very much; perhaps in previous lifetimes, it slept too much, only cultivating to Fifth to Sixth-layer Ancient Gods before aging and passing? So most Ninth-layer Godheads weren't completed?"

"No matter what, this will undoubtedly become a terrifying presence in the Netherworld; eventually, it may be a Nine-headed Dragon, a Thousand-headed Dragon..."

"Master Long, these are offerings for you."

"Good day, senior."

Fearing that the chubby Three-headed Hell Dragon would hold grudges, they began showering it with wealth, transforming it into the mythological greedy Giant Dragon.

Its guard post—the Dragon Cave—sparkled, piled with incomplete Godheads from the First to Sixth layers, forming mounds upon which it slept.

The Fat Dragon glanced at them, silently closing its eyes, secretly pleased, "Indeed, my feigned scribbling scared them so much. My era has arrived!"

Through the gate, fields of Other Shore Flowers grew; as they walked further, there was a River of Suffering, waves carrying unending cries of life, known as cries from afar.

It gathered life's pain across the entire Cosmos, the seven emotions and six desires.

On the riverbank stood a bearded ferryman, Wales, an old man whose Tao Fruit condensed into a Netherworld Ship, ferrying people across.

But to enter reincarnation, one must pay a low-level currency, a First-layer Godhead, for ferry tickets.

Old Man Wales was taciturn, ignoring several attempts at conversation, leaving these Ancient Gods isolated.

Beyond the waters lay a vast plain with crossroads.

There were two signs: one path leads to Reincarnation Paradise, another to Fallen Paradise, also known as the place of suffering.

Those who committed misdeeds would be judged by the Netherworld Monarch Aurora in the place of suffering, receiving varied punishments in Hell based on their crimes.

Hell's torment punishes the soul's roots, a penalty from the Authority of Life's source.

This would be the most terrifying punishment in the Cosmos.

Because no one understands life's torment better than the Authority of Life.

And the Gods entering Reincarnation Paradise, after their journey, finally witnessed the reincarnation and entered to be reborn.

"Calculating the time, after the primordial groundwork of previous eras, this era of the First-tier Gods is likely to officially commence!"

"Amidst turbulent times, the Cosmos shifts wildly; even we, the esteemed Gods in the eyes of sentient beings in small realms of All Heavens, are not immune to future uncertainties."

Some sighed in lamentation, others mourned the ephemeral spring and autumn.

The life of a person, compared to the changes of the Cosmos, resembles a pitiful wave lost in the tempest, transient and fleeting.

Within the vastness, there is a natural order.

What appears eternal life will, in truth, test them with cataclysmic transformations.

Historically, those heroes who contended with fate also fell during epochs, let alone them?

"Seeing eternal life in this reincarnation may just be a beginning!"

One sighed deeply, still unwilling in heart, "Regrettably, although we achieve eternal life, we must serve the Life Celestial Venerate!"

Regardless.

These young Ancient Gods were astounded.

They felt they had witnessed a historical scene, proud even to be among the first reincarnated souls!

...

"Consider this a grand opening; however, cutting the ribbon seems somewhat low-level."

Elis resided on the Reincarnation Throne, overlooking All Heavens and Myriads of Realms, ruling the rise and fall of sentient beings.

The present Six Paths of Reincarnation was also assembled according to the Celestial Path Ancient Tree, with seconds for each consciousness exchange.

But when Elis constructed it, she left a Secret Door; pulling the thread would dismantle reincarnation into fragments, instantly collapsing it.

Thus, this Celestial Dao was also under her control.

Next to her, Nokron brought two maids to observe the ceremony.

Elis gazed at these three idlers, feeling a slight helplessness, "Forget Atabia, Minis, and the others; they are secluded in research, leaving only Nokron, traveling freely with his days so carefree!"

"Alas, his era is far away from now?"

All Elis could do was envy them secretly.

Knowing full well that effort yields results, her hard work now made this Cosmos her era.

Seeing the Gods reincarnating in the Netherworld, she felt that the bitter end is sweet, "Finally, fully automated... self-rebirth, surpassing the primitive need for constant toil."

Nokron beside her, reminded her, "It's almost time to assign the divine positions to the Netherworld's Gods."

"Rest assured, elder, assigning the Nether Gods' positions is a given," Elis smiled.

Though those cultivating Self Technique, these Godhead Gods, were not controlled by Heaven and Earth, Elis had a way to handle this young generation of Godhead Gods.

Assigning positions was one method!

Only by becoming an official of the Netherworld could these gods avoid surrendering their Godheads and accumulate them to form real combat power.

Otherwise, they would have to come and go with each reincarnation, without ever amassing power, relegating their Godheads to smoke and empty show.

Ultimately, these individuals will keep reincarnating, and future eons will further challenge them, transforming from the seeming immortality to a real test against the cosmic upheaval.

In history, those heroes who contended against the heavens mostly fell during the era, how could they escape the unknown tides of the future?

Some were full of emotions, while others were melancholic.

One life lived, in comparison to the universe's transformation, was like a pitiful wave, short-lived and fleeting.

In the midst of the infinite, there is always the law of heaven and earth.

"This semblance of immortality, in truth, what truly challenges them in the future is the great change of heaven and earth that lies ahead."

There were those who are deeply moved, while others lamented.

"Counting the time, after the foundational buildup of previous eras, this era of the First-layer Gods is about to officially begin!"

"Amidst the turmoil of the times, the many changes of the Cosmos, even we, the high and mighty Gods in the eyes of the sentient beings of the Little Realms of All Heavens, cannot escape the unknown waves of the future."

Someone sighed deeply, some lamented the passing of spring and autumn.

A person lives a lifetime, compared to the changes in this universe, like a mere wave among the great waves, pitifully fleeting.

In the vastness of the universe, there are its own laws of nature.

This seeming eternity, in reality, it is the great upheavals of heaven and earth that truly test them later on.

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