In secret, it was altered into a method for restraining the ancestor, passed down only through the direct lineage, to forcibly send it away if the ancestor refuses to leave.

Moreover, it can take advantage of some weaknesses in the ancestor and turn them into an advantage.

This actually aligns with the Negative Spirit dharma method.

From inviting the deity, worshipping ghosts, to gradually restraining and controlling the burden one carries, this is an inevitable process.

Of course, merely having this method is not enough; other conditions must be met.

For instance, to perform this method, it must be at a time when the family's ancestor is restrained by some powerful force.

One would then reap the benefits.

Previously, while the Meng family possessed this method, they never had the chance, only teaching it to Hu Ma at the time of their downfall.

Now, within the Netherworld Palace, with the Meng Family's Ancestor pressed by the Emperor Ghost, it is precisely such an opportunity.

Reverse-step constellation, the Emperor's Great Saber scraped the ground, leaving behind strange talisman patterns.

Once the footwork was set, Hu Ma raised the saber to point directly at the enormous back of the Meng Family's Ancestor, and the talisman pattern etched into the ground flashed upon its back as expected.

The Meng Family's Ancestor immediately became furious, feeling an unusually painful sensation, unaware that what they had summoned upon themselves was now stabbing them in the back, merely wanting to vent instinctively.

And the Emperor Ghost in front was precisely a target for venting, two ghostly shadows started to fight desperately within the Netherworld Palace.

The Emperor Ghost tried to awaken it, but could not.

"Dog eat dog, just perfect..."

Seeing this method succeed, Hu Ma's heart was filled with joy, his gaze instantly fixed on other figures in the palace.

Admittedly, the Meng family was not just about bowing, with plenty of schemes in the dark, but this method to counter the Meng Family's Ancestor, likely would never be truly used by the Meng family itself, yet it was perfect in his own hands.

Thinking of this, the Punishment Officer's Great Saber in his hand surged with blood energy, sweeping across half of the great hall.

The civil and military officials in this hall, perhaps mere facsimiles, burned into existence, but their official uniforms and identities were real, all aiding the Emperor Ghost to increase its longevity and suppress the Purple Qi.

Using this slaughter, Hu Ma cut down their lifespans one by one, causing the Purple Qi within the Netherworld Palace to become increasingly unstable, surging like waves or a sea, borrowing his body transformed into a bridge, flowing madly into the human world.

There was no need to deliberately do anything, as now the one not in a hurry was himself.

As long as the Purple Qi is led into the human world, the Netherworld Palace would shatter and fall, and the Emperor Ghost would weaken along with it.

Once it diminishes to a certain extent, he could then slice it with one saber.

During this process, Hu Ma felt the vast, endless Purple Qi rushing through his body, scourging the Divine Soul with its wonders.

His previous cultivation never deliberately plundered the quota of heaven and earth or actively searched for Purple Qi, but even if he had, it would be impossible to find Purple Qi as grand and pure as in the Netherworld Palace, almost more than all ten surnames combined.

During this process, his cultivation had undergone indescribable changes, originally merely two and a half columns of Life Incense, all purple, and now refined column after column by Purple Qi.

In an instant, it amounted to ten years of effort, wondrous beyond measure.

Of course, another beneficiary, with possibly even greater benefits than Hu Ma, was Little Hongtang.

The Purple Qi on Little Hongtang had originated from within this Netherworld Palace and could just have been taken away, but now with the Purple Qi leaking, she clung to Hu Ma's hem, hiding behind him, becoming the target of this surging Purple Qi, swept away by an unknown amount.

Her whole figure seemed to be filled with Purple Qi, looking completely as if she had been molded by it.

Even her red attire seemed to be turning purple.

...

...

"Is this the Meng family's method?"

Meanwhile, on Da'ai Mountain, the most delighted was the State Preceptor.

In the region where Hu Ma was located, the Purple Qi surged from the ground, filling the entire valley like pieces of colorful clouds, forming thick dark clouds, floating unpredictably in the mountains, stunning all those on the mountain.

"What is happening... how..."

The Wang family members, at this moment, felt as if they were completely dumbfounded.

They were no strangers to the Purple Qi, having once been instructed by the State Preceptor to steal the Purple Qi from all directions to build the White Jade City.

They thought the Wang family was the one most acquainted with Purple Qi among the ten surnames, only to realize now that it was a minor witch in comparison to a great one.

The Purple Qi gushed forth from Da'ai Mountain as if it were free, and anyone coming here would merely think they were dreaming.

By comparison, the State Preceptor's eyes widened as he observed the changes in Hu Ma's aura:

"You actually have a method to counter the Meng Family Ancestor. This... does this not mean you have broken the Meng family's roadblock?"

"..."

Compared to this strange phenomenon of Purple Qi, this was undoubtedly the most pleasant surprise for him.

He enjoyed seeing such predicaments being resolved and appreciated the multitude of ingenious strategies derived from the human mind.

Back in Shangjing, when he dueled with Hu Ma, he witnessed many unexpected actions from Hu Ma, many of which were brilliant.

However, at that time, Hu Ma was destroying his own dharma assembly, so although he secretly praised him, he could not appreciate it. But this time was different; he viewed everything from an objective standpoint, enough to stir strong admiration within him.

Yet, amidst the admiration, he did not forget to look at the ten incense sticks burning before him, watching as one incense stick had already burned down quickly, leaving less than three inches.

Meanwhile, the other incense sticks were clearly sensing the same and were burning more vigorously.

As the fragrance of the incense wafted up, Da'ai Mountain was filled with the aroma of precious sandalwood, suppressing the scent of blood.

In his heart, he couldn't help but start to worry, and in his contemplation, he spoke softly towards where Hu Ma was: "Your method of using the killing tribulation to cut off the Netherworld Palace's destiny is a brilliant move..."

"The problem lies in that although the human killing tribulation has begun, it has not yet gained momentum..."

"Now that you have delved too deeply into the dream, the other few Emperor Ghosts in the Netherworld Palace have also seen you..."

"..."

In the current Netherworld Palace, Hu Ma heard the State Preceptor's voice, knowing that he was using mana to communicate with his dreaming self. Looking up, he saw that this section of the Netherworld Palace had begun to reveal signs of decay.

The more the Purple Qi was lost, the lighter the weight of the Emperor Ghosts, whereas the Meng Family Ancestor grew more ferocious. If it were only this section of the Netherworld Palace, his entry into the dream would have been an easy victory.

Unfortunately, at this same time, other auras were quickly approaching.

He understood the location of the Netherworld Palace, and the palace would give him a dream, as this tenth emperor was the closest to the present and to the human world, appearing first. But as he remained in the dream longer, others would also arrive.

Taking a deep breath, he indeed felt, as the State Preceptor said, that the human killing tribulation was about to arise and needed time to brew. It was currently far from sufficient.

The issue was that perhaps when this killing tribulation had brewed enough, the destiny between heaven and earth might already be insufficient, leaving him lacking the confidence to pursue the Returning Home Realm.

At this moment, Hu Ma, under the State Preceptor's reminder, casually swung the sword, beheading a military general on the palace, then slowly raised the sword horizontally, lowering his head to gaze at the blood on the Emperor's Sword, muttering in a low voice:

"You are already considered smart, so you understand this tribulation and know how powerful it will be once it arises..."

"But you still don't quite grasp that this tribulation is different from what you think. It will arise faster and more fiercely than anyone imagines..."

"As long as I build this bridge, when I strike with the sword, it will take everyone by surprise..."

Just as the words were falling, he suddenly saw rubble falling from above the Netherworld Palace, as if heaven had opened a hole, and a giant face slowly approached this hole.

The hole was only big enough to accommodate one eye, its pupil rotating slightly, suddenly falling upon Hu Ma's face, and in that eye alone, his excitement, along with the greed and ferocity, were evident.

And Hu Ma held the sword across his chest, raising his head to look at it, also smiling with a visage full of ferocity, "I seize the Purple Qi for the human world, and the human world nurtures my killing intent..."

"Emperors, it's time to hit the road..."

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...

Heaven unleashes murderous intent, shifting the stars and altering the constellations.

As Hu Ma held the sword across his chest, intimidating the Netherworld Palace, awaiting the rise of the human world's killing intent, in the present human realm, as Mingzhou King Yang Gong fiercely slaughtered in all directions, it ignited a corner of this human world's killing tribulation, swiftly submerging the entire world in an unexpected colossal storm.