Chapter 88 The Underworld is About to Collapse
Zhang Ling went deep into the underworld. After a long while, two more immortals came down from the mortal world to the underworld.
They are none other than the Water Emperor of Nanjiang and the Great God of Duyang Lake.
The two of them rushed all the way there, crossed the Zouyin Bridge, and saw a magnificent city wall thousands of feet high appearing in front of them. A sign was hung just below the wall, which read: The Underworld.
At this moment, the city gates were tightly shut, unable to pass through. Just as he was about to call out, he heard the voice of Yin Shuai Yuji from the tower: "Who are you?"
The Water Emperor of Nanjiang took a step forward and said in a raised voice, "I am one of the Nine Water Emperors of Nanjiang. I have come here with my subordinate, the Great God of Duyang Lake, to handle an important matter!"
Dealing with important matters?
Which immortal who comes down from the sky wouldn’t say the same thing?
Looking down from below, Yin Shuai Yuji saw the two immortals wielding pure Yang energy, majestic and magnificent, yet he showed no sign of panic. "Yang immortals are not allowed to enter the Netherworld these days. Please return, two immortals!"
Upon hearing this, the Water Emperor of Nanjiang and the Great God of Duyang Lake looked at each other in confusion. Why wouldn't they let Yang Xian in?
They had clearly seen Zhang Ling go to the underworld earlier, and the two of them followed closely behind him, but they didn't run into him. They guessed that he must have gone in.
Has the situation changed?
The Water Emperor of Nanjiang pondered for a moment, then said, "We have a long history with King Pingdeng, and we are here to visit him. I hope Marshal Yin will do us a favor!"
Yin Shuai Yuji said with a strange expression, "I'm sorry, both of you. This ban on Yangxian entering the pass is exactly what King Pingdeng wanted. If you two are truly old friends of the Supreme Lord, why don't you have him pass the message to us?"
Upon hearing this, the Water Emperor of Nanjiang was completely bewildered. Banning Yangxian from entering the country? Was there such a thing?
Then he asked again, "I wonder if another Yangxian can enter just now?"
Fish Gill nodded and said without hiding anything: "Exactly!"
"In that case, if Yangxian is not allowed to enter here, why was the one just now allowed to pass?" asked the Water Emperor of Nanjiang with some confusion.
"Oh, Immortal, you don't know. When that Yang Immortal entered the netherworld just now, I was still unaware of the message from the Great King of Equality. It was only when he entered the underworld that he learned of this prohibition."
Yu Ji's words once again made the Water Emperor of Nanjiang and the God of Duyang Lake look at each other in bewilderment, feeling confused and baffled.
The Great God of Duyang Lake beside him couldn't help but tremble with fear and said, "Your Majesty, could it be that King Pingdeng and Zhang Ling are acquainted with each other and are deliberately colluding to play this trick on us?"
The Water Emperor of Nanjiang pondered for a moment, then shook his head. "No! This King of Pingdeng and I have been friends for ten thousand years, and Zhang Ling is only a thousand years old. How could he know him? There must be something hidden. Wait, I will tell King of Pingdeng about this matter through telepathy."
At the right time, the Water Emperor of Nanjiang used a secret method to convey a message to King Pingdeng, and described in detail what he had encountered, fearing that there might be any misunderstanding.
Time passed minute by minute, and the God of Duyang Lake became impatient when he saw that the Water Emperor of Nanjiang River had not made any movement.
He naturally disliked this gloomy underworld. The place was filled with gloomy energy and bone-chilling cold wind. From time to time, he could hear a few whimpering sounds in his ears, like the howling of ghosts and wolves, and then suddenly there were shrill and shocking screams, which made people feel even more depressed.
After a while, the Water Emperor of Nanjiang finally spoke, "Prince Pingdeng just told me that this matter was bound to be a misunderstanding. He originally didn't want to cause any complications with Nian Wuwang's incident, so he used the Yin Shuai ghost guards on duty to prohibit Yang Xian from passing through. However, for some reason, he let Zhang Ling in, but kept us out."
Upon hearing this, the Great God of Duyang Lake felt relieved and hurriedly asked, "Can we still go in?"
The Water Emperor of Nanjiang nodded and said, "Don't worry. Prince Pingdeng will send a message to the Yin Marshal on duty in a moment, instructing him to let us pass through! However, it seems that Zhang Ling has already found the location of Nian Wuwang's spirit, so we need to hurry over there as soon as possible."
As expected, not long after the words fell, the city gate suddenly opened wide, and a voice, as if filled with phlegm, floated down from above: "Two Immortals, please register and enter quickly!"
Without further ado, the Water Emperor of Nanjiang and the Great God of Duyang Lake immediately exchanged their names and positions, and rushed towards the depths of the underworld one after another.
Yin Shuai Yugui stood on the city wall, gazing at the two immortals from afar. The ghost messenger beside him said, "Master Yin Shuai, what do you think? Should we let Yang Xian pass through, or not?"
Yu Ji turned his head to look at the ghost messenger and couldn't help but grinned, "Of course we have to follow the will of the King of Equality. We will do whatever he tells us to do!"
The ghost messenger was a little confused and asked, "So that means..."
"Of course we let them pass! Didn't you hear what King Pingdeng said just now, saying to quickly let the Yangxian pass through! If there are any more Yangxian coming later, we will let them all go."
Yin Shuai's gills shrank their mouths contentedly, and with a "pop" sound, bubbles came out. The transparent and bright bubbles rose for a while and then burst, disappearing without a trace.
He chatted with the ghost messenger for a while, talking about this and that, and talking about all sorts of things.
Whenever he talked about the people and things he encountered when he was a spirit medium in the mortal world, he was always very excited and spoke eloquently, making the ghost officer beside him drool with envy.
"Master Yin Shuai, is that ice... popsicle you're talking about really that delicious?"
"Of course. These mortals, with their short lives, love to be creative and enjoy life. They place large blocks of winter ice in the cellar, then add some excellent jam and fermented rice wine, pour it into the carved ice cubes, and wait a few days before enjoying delicious popsicles! If there's a chance in the future, I'll take you to try them."
"This popsicle tastes really good for us."
The ghost couldn't help but drool when he heard this. He had been guarding the underworld all his life and had never set foot in the mortal world.
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