In the underworld, Jiang Beiting's dragon body broke through the layers of checkpoints outside and forced his way into the main hall of Yama!

He transformed into a human form and hugged Lu Yunsheng even tighter.

Lu Yunsheng's soul was as light as a wisp of smoke in his arms, and was becoming transparent at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Jiang Beiting's Adam's apple rolled, and his voice trembled like never before: "Shengsheng! Hold on!"

Before he finished speaking, a deafening roar and a cold and sinister aura echoed in Yama Palace.

Ten huge black pupils suddenly appeared in the void, each of them glowing with a different color of light, like ten waning moons stained with ink.

"The Dragon Prince trespassed into the underworld today and injured our underworld guardian and underworld general. This is a violation of the rules!"

The overlapping sounds echoed in the hall, making the air buzz.

Jiang Beiting's gilded vertical pupils have fully appeared.

"My people are trapped in the Wangchuan illusion controlled by your underworld. If you don't find a way to release them today——"

Suddenly, a dragon roared, shaking the eighteen levels of hell. "This prince is going to overturn this Yama Palace!"

Upon hearing this, all ten eyes contracted at the same time.

"The non-interference agreement between the two worlds signed by the Dragon God 500,000 years ago, Your Highness the Crown Prince is going to tear it up with your own hands?"

"boom--"

What answered it was wave after wave of murderous dragon flames.

Jiang Beiting only used 30% of his divine power, but the pillar of red-gold fire illuminated the entire Yama Palace as bright as day.

The Ten Kings of Hell hurriedly used their innate magic, and ten colored light beams including black, yellow, purple, and blue countered the dragon flame!

The shock wave of the explosion was so great that even the new ghosts who had just reported to the entrance of the underworld were scared back to the world of the living - also known as the last breath of life.

When the smoke and dust cleared, spider-web-like cracks appeared on the inner wall of the Yama Hall.

The quarreling sounds of the Ten Kings of Hell came from the void:

"He just wants us to release one person. Is it necessary for us to make enemies with the dragon clan for this?"

"He was the one who attacked us first! If he is so cowardly, where is the dignity of Yama Palace?"

"Look at the Dragon God Prince's determination to not give up. He is a coward. Are we going to die with him just for the sake of our dignity?"

"Anyway, I don't agree to help this arrogant dragon prince. I will beat anyone who agrees!"

"Oh, you are so short-sighted. I really don't know how you got to this palace! You must have used the back door!"

"You! You're asking for a fight!"

Jiang Beiting heard the quarrels and confirmed one thing.

Rumor has it that the Ten Kings of Hell in the Underworld are fighting among themselves frequently, making the Underworld a mess. This is all true, not a rumor...

He stopped the fight between the ten Yama Lords in a cold voice: "This prince is not here to fight today. As long as you release the people, you can set any conditions!"

"Oh? Really?"

This time, the Ten Kings of Hell are united.

The ten pupils in the void suddenly shrank, and then turned into faint lights, condensing into a human shape in the Yama Palace.

The ten Yama Kings have different appearances, some have green faces and fangs, some are as elegant as scholars, and some actually look like children of seven or eight years old.

They stood in a row. The leader, Prince Qin Guang, stroked his long beard and smiled, "Since Your Highness the Crown Prince is willing to negotiate, then we won't beat around the bush."

Jiang Beiting glanced at them coldly. Lu Yunsheng's soul in his arms became fainter. He suppressed his anxiety and said in a cold voice, "Speak."

King Yan Luo grinned, revealing a mouthful of sharp white teeth: "We want you to find someone - no, to be precise, a little ancestor!"

"who?"

"She is the recognized leader of our Ten Kings of Hell! Unfortunately, she suddenly disappeared on the eve of her ascension to the throne as the King of the Underworld six million years ago, and there has been no news of her since then!"

Jiang Beiting narrowed his eyes.

In fact, although they were in two different worlds, he had heard about this matter.

It is said that the new King of the Underworld is the only woman who can stop the disputes among the Ten Kings of Hell and restore order to the underworld.

Too bad she's missing.

Before she came, the underworld was in turmoil! After she left, the underworld ended its five thousand years of peace and fell into chaos again.

So it is understandable that the Ten Kings of Hell want to find her back.

Jiang Beiting said: "This prince can give it a try, you guys rescue the people for me first!"

The faces of the Ten Kings of Hell suddenly became delighted.

"Isn't it just an illusion of the River of Oblivion? Prince, lay her down~"

Jiang Beiting did as they said and took off his suit first, letting her lie on the floor of Yama Hall with his suit as a cushion.

When everything was ready, the Ten Kings of Hell made hand seals at the same time.

Instantly, netherworld power of different colors surged out from their palms, interweaving into a huge spiritual net in mid-air, slowly covering Lu Yunsheng.

"The soul returns!"

The ten Yama Kings shouted in unison, and the spiritual net suddenly contracted, trying to forcibly pull Lu Yunsheng's soul out of the Wangchuan illusion!

However--

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the spiritual net had not yet touched Lu Yunsheng's body when it seemed to hit an invisible barrier and bounced back instantly!

"What is this?!"

The Yama Kings were caught off guard and were violently blown away by the recoil force. They crashed into the inner wall of the Yama Palace one by one, making dull "bang bang bang" sounds, and even some of their official hats were crooked.

“This…how is this possible?!”

King Qin Guang climbed up, holding his chest with his hands, his face full of shock.

The childlike face of the Wheel King also showed a look of shock: "No matter how powerful the Wangchuan illusion is, it shouldn't be able to rebound our combined spell!"

Jiang Beiting's eyes darkened, "What are you guys doing?"

The Ten Kings of Hell did not answer, but stared at Lu Yunsheng in horror.

At this moment, a layer of dark black aura slowly emerged around her. The aura was like mist and gauze, lingering around her, faintly exuding a heart-pounding pressure.

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