Shi Ling didn't know much about the structure of the underworld, but when she heard Sang Fu say that the Emperor of Fengdu was dead and the five ghost emperors were buried with him, she felt a dull pain in her heart. It was not until warm tears rolled down the corners of her eyes that she realized that she had been crying without realizing it.

Sang Fu reached out to wipe the tears from her face, and said with pity and pride: "My little beauty, are you frightened by my power?"

Shi Ling snapped his hand away and sneered, "I see. It turns out that when there's no tiger in the mountain, the monkey becomes king. And this so-called Ghost King? It turns out he's just a self-proclaimed traitor."

Sang Fu's smile turned slightly cold. "My dear, you said that humans and ghosts have different paths. As long as you become a ghost, we can be together forever."

Black energy surged in his palm, pulling Shi Ling over. His pale, slender fingers touched her slender neck. His almond-shaped eyes were still full of affection, but his fingers tightened mercilessly.

Shi Ling found it difficult to breathe, even entangled in the black energy, unable to move a finger, unable to use the Thunder Art to blast Sang Fu with ball lightning. At this moment, Shi Ling suddenly regretted that she should have carried some drawn talismans with her like Luo Yuan did, so that she could hit the opponent's head without using the art of magic.

But the ghosts and evil spirits she had encountered before were like paper tigers. She never expected that she would provoke Sang Fu, the ghost king who dominated the underworld.

At this moment, two figures, one black and one white, appeared behind Shi Ling.

Sang Fu raised his eyebrows slightly, "What a rare guest! Even the Black and White Impermanence of the Underworld have come to attend my wedding?"

Bai Wuchang's exaggerated smile was filled with coldness: "Let her go."

Hei Wuchang didn't say anything at all. He just raised the soul-locking chain in his hand and threw it towards Sang Fu.

Sang Fu is the King of Ghosts, but no matter how powerful he is, he is still a ghost, and the Soul-Locking Chain is like a natural nemesis for ghosts.

He dodged the soul-locking chain and looked at the Black and White Impermanence who were attacking him fiercely. His almond-shaped eyes narrowed and his gaze fell on Shi Ling who was unconscious due to lack of oxygen. He suddenly burst into laughter.

"Interesting! One day, the underworld's ghost messenger didn't come to take lives or take souls, but to save people! What's the origin of this little beauty?"

The Black and White Impermanence remained silent about this, but just kept attacking the Ghost King Sang Fu, trying to rescue Shi Ling from him.

Seeing this, Sang Fu became more curious, "Could it be your old lover?"

Hei Wuchang was furious: "How dare you!"

Bai Wuchang put away his usual professional smile, swung his mourning stick and hit Sang Fu on the head.

Sang Fu felt dizzy, but he still held on to Shi Ling. "Since this is someone your underworld cares about so much, I can't let him go. Ghosts, listen to my orders, protect me!"

This was originally Sang Fu's territory. At his command, ghosts and evil spirits surged from all directions, and a dark group of ghost soldiers and generals surrounded the place.

Sang Fu's eyes were sinister. "These days, your underworld has killed many of my brothers. Today, we will use the Seventh and Eighth Masters to commemorate our dead brothers. Kill them!"

The Black and White Impermanence were besieged by thousands of ghosts, and even the ghosts and gods in the underworld could not withstand it.

Bai Wuchang pulled out a smart touchscreen phone from his sleeve and made an urgent call to the King of Hell: "Southern Ghost Realm, urgent, come quickly!"

"Who are you calling? The King of Hell?" Sang Fu said nonchalantly. "For so many years, the Four Ghost Kings have been at odds with the Underworld, and the King of Hell is a coward. He didn't dare attack the Eastern Region despite the countless ghost messengers the Underworld lost at the hands of Hua Yinyi. Xie Bian, do you think he'll come to save you?"