Above the Great Dao

Chen Shi asked the attendant, "Can I bring someone else to the Upper Realm?"

The attendant with the surname Yang said, "Before Young Master Shaohu left, he instructed that if the top scorer asked whether he could bring someone, he would allow him to take one person."

Chen Shi raised his eyebrows and said with a half-smile, "Bring one person? Does Yang Bi know whom I want to bring?"

The attendant with the surname Yang replied, "Young Master Shaohu said the person the top scorer wants to bring must be none other than the former Assistant Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, Lord Chen Tang."

Chen Shi replied with interest, "Did Yang Bi tell you the reason for his guess?"

The attendant with the surname Yang shook his head.

Chen Shi pondered and informed Chen Tang of this matter. Chen Tang said, "I know the reason for his guess. He guessed so because among all the people around you, I am the strongest and most meticulous, and at the same time, I am aware of the mighty power of the Upper Realm and am prudent. Hence, if you were to bring someone to the Upper Realm, you would definitely choose me."

Chen Shi asked in confusion, "How do you know about the Upper Realm?"

The Upper Realm was apparently the greatest asset of the Thirteen Families. Chen Shi only knew about that place because Yang Bi told him about the Upper Realm. Logically, Chen Tang shouldn't have known about it.

Chen Tang hesitated for a moment and said, "With my eyes as your eyes, let me show you the Upper Realm."

He relaxed his spirit, and a strand of Chen Shi's consciousness entered his mind.

The father and son stood together as Chen Tang slowly turned his head. Brilliant divine light filled their vision, the sky filled with thousands of Heavenly Gods overshadowing Chen Shi's view, almost stopping his heartbeat.

Big tripods, incense fires, Gods consuming incense fire, the sense of oppression was overwhelming!

Chen Tang turned his head, and the phenomenon disappeared.

The Upper Realm, using a peculiar magic skill, showcased its magnificence exclusively to him, creating tremendous pressure.

This scene was akin to nearly two thousand Heavenly Gods standing behind him, watching and surveilling his every move, the pressure enough to make anyone collapse!

All this time, Chen Tang had been bearing the pressure of the Upper Realm, persisting without collapsing until now, his Dao Heart truly indestructible.

But under such observation and oppression, the possibility of cultivation advancement was near impossible!

The Thirteen Families, on one hand, were intimidating Chen Tang, while on the other, trying to undermine him, trapping him in the Returning Void Realm, unable to break through to the Mahayana Realm!

Chen Shi withdrew his consciousness.

Chen Tang maintained his usual calm demeanor and said, "I've only persisted for half a year. When your grandfather left the Western Capital, he also saw this. He withstood the gaze of the Gods for eleven years."

Although he harbored many grievances against his father, he deeply felt the formidable nature of Chen Yindou.

To withstand the oppression of the Upper Realm for eleven years without collapsing, such a Dao Heart commands his sincere admiration.

Chen Shi was silent for a moment and said, "Why didn't you tell me before about how the Thirteen Families were dealing with you this way?"

Chen Tang shook his head and said, "Your grandfather never mentioned that he faced such terrifying threats. He didn't tell me, so naturally, I didn't want to tell you either. Only now, since you want to go to the Upper Realm, I fear you might act recklessly, so I wanted to give you a heads-up. The Thirteen Families have the power to suppress you."

Chen Shi nodded lightly and said, "Chen Tang, come with me."

Chen Tang snorted, somewhat displeased with being addressed directly by his name, but still followed him. Chen Shi walked toward Qianyang Mountain, where tranquility and harmony prevailed. Evil spirits were few, and even when present, they behaved.

The father and son offered incense to the spirits of Qianyang Mountain along the way. Their cultivation strength had long surpassed most spirits of Qianyang Mountain, with only the likes of Great Snake Xuan Shan and Granny Zhuang surpassing them. Although they did not need to offer incense to the growing mountain spirits, they still followed the rules of their childhood.

The spirits bowed in gratitude, absorbing the incense fire qi from the two strong beings.

Chen Shi led Chen Tang to Wuwang City.

The Judge's Pen of Wuwang Lord and the Tongue-pulling Hell had previously been pursued by the underworld. Now that the Thirteen Families had pacified the Ten Halls of Yama, even without his Judge's Pen and Tongue-pulling Hell, it wasn't a big deal. Plus, Qianyang Mountain was now a rebel stronghold, so the underworld was reluctant to attack, allowing Wuwang Lord to return to Qianyang Mountain.

At this time, caravans moved through Wuwang City, Juxian Building's caravans were transporting goods from the Mortal World through Wuwang City to the underworld, exchanging for Ghost Country's goods in the Heavenly Pond Ghost Country, then bringing them back to the Mortal World for sale.

Wuwang City had become a link between the Yin and Yang realms.

The father and son passed through Wuwang City, entering the underworld. Chen Tang surveyed his surroundings, thinking, "Wuwang City connects the Yin and Yang realms, obviously via the Tongue-pulling Hell. This indicates the beginning of fusion of the Yin and Yang realms. Could it really lead to a situation where the underworld and Mortal World merge?"

Chen Shi took him, following Juxian Building's caravan, to the underworld's Qianyang Mountain base, on the Broken Bridge.

The father and son crossed the Broken Bridge, standing at the bridgehead.

Chen Shi said, "Chen Tang, turn around."

Chen Tang turned around, his heart and spirit both shaken.

He saw the corpses of countless Heavenly Gods hanging on the Infinite Cliff, row after row, as far as the eye could see!

These Heavenly Gods were powerful, their auras terrifying, with stunning momentum, but now each was pierced through, pinned to the cliff, serving as a warning, as intimidation!

Their divine blood flowed from their bodies, trickling down the cliff, forming a never-drying Blood Stream beneath the Infinite Cliff!

At this moment, a white bone skeleton crowned king approached, leaping down by the Blood Stream, collecting divine blood to cultivate the Blood Lake Scripture. The Blood Lake Hell beyond its skull spanned over a hundred miles, wielding an immense weight of pressure.