The King of Hell was in so much pain that his face turned pale, and his obese body gradually detached from the wall.

With a "bang," he crashed to the ground and spat out another mouthful of blood.

This time, he couldn't even kneel down, let alone dare to tell a single lie.

"Yes! It was my fault. I condoned it. I deserve to die!"

"I am willing to take back the ghost city, perform a ritual for these girls, and send them to the best families in their next life."

"I am willing to lock myself in the eighteenth level of hell, and go through fire and water every day."

“I am willing to cast my nephew’s soul into the animal realm, so that he may suffer for eternity and be unworthy of being human.”

"I am willing to apologize to you, and to the young master behind you."

"Please, Marshal, have mercy! Please, Marshal, spare my life!"

He dragged his crippled body and wept bitterly.

In the end, Si Jin dragged him out again, recorded the conversation, and documented this unprecedented conspiracy that transcended the boundaries between humans and gods.

I'm going to go back and edit it before posting it.

Without revealing their identities, they could still tear those scumbags from Qingfeng Temple to shreds.

King Yama was terrified. Seeing that Si Jin had withdrawn her divine power, he hurriedly scrambled back to the underworld, hoping to save his life.

Before leaving, he also retrieved the Ghost City Lord's soul from Ji Linyuan's body.

He then respectfully left all his abilities to communicate with spirits and control ghosts to Ji Linyuan.

She kowtowed repeatedly to him, begging for forgiveness.

He even shattered the Ghost City Lord's soul right in front of Ji Linyuan.

Amidst the Ghost City Lord's agonizing cries, he unhesitatingly threw those fragments into the cycle of reincarnation in the "Animal Realm."

Only after Ji Linyuan was satisfied did she feel at ease and run back to the underworld to heal her wounds.

That's terrifying, absolutely terrifying.

He never wanted to meet Si Jin again in his entire life.

lifetime!

After Yama left, all the ghost corpses disappeared.

The dark mist that shrouded the ghost city gradually dissipated along with the entire city.

The sunlight streamed in, giving everyone the brightest hope.

At this point, Ji Linyuan's emotions finally stabilized somewhat.

She turned around, snuggled against Si Jin's shoulder, and was as docile as a little animal that had survived a disaster.

"Jinjin, why does he call you Marshal?"

Si Jin leaned back on the throne, casually patted his head, and teased him.

"Don't you still have the ability to communicate with spirits and control ghosts?"

"Why not just find a wandering ghost and ask it?"

Ji Linyuan paused for a moment, then casually released his magic power to control the Yama King, who was extremely weak and had run halfway.

By studying his memories, they found the part that belonged exclusively to Si Jin.

He saw Si Jin's true identity.

He was covered in blood, yet he looked carefree and unrestrained.

Seeing him commanding the heavenly army, his brilliance was unparalleled.

He was covered in wounds after killing the Heavenly Emperor.

He was seen destroying his divine power and being imprisoned.

Gradually, Ji Linyuan's eyes reddened.

My nose stung, and after a moment, a tear slid down my cheek.

His god should never have fallen into the mire.

Why did it turn out that way?

Because the King of Hell held a lowly position and had limited memory, Ji Linyuan could only see what happened before Si Jin went to prison.

But Yama's subconscious told him that the Heavenly Prison, with its heavenly thunder and wildfire, was not something an ordinary god could withstand.

Even in ordinary prisons, there are people who are tortured to the point of mental breakdown, and they hurt themselves every day.

Not to mention the special-class prison where Jinjin is located.

Five hundred years! His pride and arrogance were shattered, and his lifelong reputation was abandoned.

How...how did I get through it all...?

Why do you still have a smiling face all the time...?

"Why are you crying?" Si Jin felt a heavy pressure on her.

Feeling the person on top of her trembling, she felt a little sorry for him and hugged him tighter.

Ji Linyuan didn't look up, and replied in a muffled voice, "My heart aches, it hurts terribly, even breathing... it hurts to breathe."

Si Jin sighed softly, knowing what he had discovered, her eyes flickered, and she offered words of comfort.

"It's all in the past, what's there to feel sorry about?"