718: Your Majesty, you are finally here.

“Did the Celestial Emperor say who that Mortal was?” King Qinguang asked the Emperor of Fengdu.

Compared to Yang Jian and Nezha, he was more concerned about the so-called “Mortal.”

Someone who could have two such rebellious individuals follow him would definitely have destructive power that was beyond compare!

“The Celestial Emperor’s decree didn’t mention him, and you don’t need to bother with him either.” The Emperor of Fengdu shook his head.

“No, this isn’t right.”

A hint of vigilance flashed in King Qinguang’s crimson eyes.

The Heavenly Court issued a decree, indicating they knew Yang Jian and Nezha had forced their way into the Netherworld, but they deliberately didn't mention the third person. There must be a reason for this.

Moreover, the Emperor of Fengdu, who governs the Netherworld, told him not to bother with the intruder... This meant he also knew that person’s identity!

“Hiss, what’s this person’s background? Both the Celestial Emperor and the Ghost Emperor don’t want to provoke him?”

King Qinguang speculated in his heart, growing even more curious about the third person’s identity.

But curiosity aside, things still needed to be done.

With the Celestial Emperor’s decree, King Qinguang now had a clear direction.

The third person could be ignored, but Yang Jian and Nezha still needed to be captured.

Of course, whether they could be captured was another matter; at least a show of effort was necessary.

Thinking of this, King Qinguang said to Black and White Impermanence: “You two, lead a hundred thousand ghost soldiers to capture Yang Jian and Nezha.”

Black and White Impermanence both pointed at themselves: “Huh? Us?”

King Qinguang: “Hey, can’t you put on a show?”

...Outside Fengdu Ghost City, three figures floated in the air.

Compared to the massive ghost city, the three figures were tiny and frail.

Yet, they exuded the Aura of a hundred thousand celestial soldiers, and the combined pressure they released pushed back against the Evil Qi above the ghost city. The skulls on the bone city walls all clattered with chattering teeth, making clicking sounds.

Nezha, one of the three, stepped forward with his spear and challenged: “King Qinguang, you know this young master has arrived, why don’t you come out of the city to greet him? Do you want this young master to enter by himself?”

“Too gentle, if you shout like that, they won’t dare to come out.”

Yang Jian shook his head at Nezha, then glanced at the Howling Celestial Dog, “You do it.”

Howling Celestial Dog: “Woof woof!!! Woof woof woof woof!!! Woof woof woof woof woof!!!”

“Tsk, it curses more foully!”

Nezha seemed to understand dog language and was thoroughly convinced.

Just as the Howling Celestial Dog barked wildly, a large amount of black mist condensed above Fengdu City, manifesting ten gigantic figures.

No need to guess, these were the Ten Underworld Marshals: Black and White Impermanence, Day and Night Roaming Deities, Ox-Head and Horse-Face, and others.

And beneath the shadows of the Ten Underworld Marshals, dense ranks of ghost soldiers were arrayed. Judging by this formation, they were definitely not here for a “welcoming parade.”

“What? Do you want to fight?”

Nezha clenched his fists, producing crisp cracking sounds from his knuckles.

“They’re reacting strongly, they must have received word from Zhang Bainian and are here to capture us.”

Yang Jian speculated. He had said long ago that the Netherworld was one of the Heavenly Court’s territories.

When the three rebellious individuals arrived here, a fight was inevitable.

Of course, the three of them were best at letting their fists do the talking.

If simply fighting their way through Hell could achieve their goal, things would be simple.

But Qin Yang was here to rescue people.

Hundreds of millions of citizens from Shenzhou were all in this Netherworld.

He couldn't just unleash indiscriminate firepower, could he?

Thinking of this, Qin Yang took a step forward and said to the Ten Underworld Marshals: “I am the Taixu Human Emperor. I have come to the Netherworld this time with no ill intentions, only to reclaim the Souls of hundreds of millions of my citizens. I hope the Ten Kings of Hell will not obstruct me.”

The Emperor’s voice penetrated the bone city walls, reaching every corner of Hell.

In the Eighteen Levels of Hell, a man whose body was entwined with iron chains and submerged in a pot of oil suddenly looked up.

Beneath his disheveled black hair, a pair of hollow eye sockets, where his eyeballs had been gouged out, ignited with specks of starlight.

A muffled, hoarse sound, like an inhuman growl, escaped his throat.

His tongue had also been cut out, so he could only transmit his thoughts mentally:

“Your Majesty...”

“You’ve finally come.”

“This poor Daoist has waited for you... so bitterly...”

...“National Preceptor!”

Hearing Zhang Lingxiao’s mental transmission, Qin Yang was slightly startled, then breathed a sigh of relief.

Good, Zhang Lingxiao hadn’t reincarnated yet.

However, with his transgressions, having come to this Hell, it probably wouldn’t be so easy for him to reincarnate, would it?

Qin Yang smiled inwardly, then looked towards the Netherworld Generals and ghost soldiers in front of him.

To be honest, he really didn’t want to fight this battle.

The other side held too many hostages. Even with overwhelming power, fighting would be restrictive.

And at this moment, a storm of shock surged in the hearts of the Netherworld Generals.

“Human Emperor?”

“Did I Transmigrate? There’s still a Human Emperor now?”

The Day and Night Roaming Deities looked at each other, both a bit confused.

They often roamed the Mortal realm and hadn't heard the title Human Emperor for thousands of years.

Just then, Black Impermanence, with his long crimson tongue hanging out, paused and said: “Ksitigarbha mentioned before that Di Ting foresaw a great change in heaven and earth. Could he have been talking about the return of the Human Emperor?”

Upon hearing the words “return of the Human Emperor,” the Netherworld Generals immediately reacted.

Not long ago, a person who had signed a contract with the Netherworld used a life-for-life method to bring an eyeball-shaped demon from another world to the Netherworld.

Just when everyone thought this person had boundless Karma, it turned out that... the fellow was not worth much when weighed, but when he was put on the scale, he was truly full of monstrous sins!

His transgressions were not much less than that eyeball-shaped demon’s!

The judges sent him to the Eighteen Levels of Hell without a second thought, to suffer torment layer by layer.

But that fellow was still defiant.

He said ridiculous things like, “I work for the Human Emperor, you have no right to judge me.”

What?

Did you defeat half the heavens?

If Hell can’t judge you, then what’s Hell for?

Don’t even say you work for the Human Emperor; even if you work for the Celestial Emperor, you still have to follow procedures when you come to Hell.

But now, the Netherworld Generals couldn’t laugh.

So, there really was a Human Emperor?

“What do we do now? A Human Emperor of this level, shouldn’t the Emperor of Fengdu come out to talk to him?”

“If His Majesty wanted to talk, he would have come out already, wouldn’t he?”

“So, we have to fight the Human Emperor?”

“Theoretically, no. We’re here to capture Yang Jian and Nezha.”

“Isn’t that nonsense? They came with the Human Emperor!”

“I understand. The Emperor of Fengdu doesn’t want to offend the Human Emperor, so he’s having us use the pretense of capturing Yang Jian and Nezha to block him outside, waiting for the Celestial Emperor to handle this matter.”

Combining the actual situation, the Netherworld Generals discussed briefly and came to a conclusion.

Capturing Yang Jian and Nezha was just a ruse.

The purpose was to block the Human Emperor outside and buy time.

Thinking of this, the Netherworld Generals had a plan and immediately deployed the Soul-Reaping Formation.

One could see a hundred thousand Yin soldiers, like a net cast from heaven to earth, enveloping the three figures. The various Netherworld Generals occupied the ten directions, suppressing the perpetrators from the Heavenly Court in the center.

Qin Yang: “It seems we can’t talk it out.”

Yang Jian: “Let’s finish this quickly.”

Nezha: “Heaven and Earth Transformation!!!”

The Netherworld Generals: “Starting with an ultimate move???”

In an instant, the Netherworld was filled with the wailing of myriad ghosts, and the Blazing Hell trembled layer by layer.

Amidst the tremors, the Emperor of Fengdu sat on his throne made of millions of piled-up bones, staring blankly at the hundreds of millions of Souls in his withered palm, as if looking at a hot potato.

“Damn Chan teaching!”

“They really kill but don’t bury!”

“How am I supposed to deal with these departed Souls?”

“The Netherworld has no precedent for releasing people without cause.”

“Returning them to the Human Emperor would be disregarding the Law of life and death.”

“But if I don’t return them...”

“Damn it! Celestial Emperor, why don’t you say something?! You don’t want to get involved in any Karma, do you???”

The Emperor of Fengdu looked up at the sky and said resentfully, “No wonder even your nephew looks down on you!”