"King Yama, are you courting death? It was my elder brother who saved your life, allowing you to survive to this day. I thought you were a loyal and righteous person, but I never expected you to betray us for the sake of treasure. Aren't you afraid that my elder brother will come back to punish you?"
Xu Tianming was furious. He was a tall and imposing man with his hands behind his back. The sun and moon were rotating around him, and his aura was overwhelming.
He stood tall and straight in the void, like a celestial warrior looking down upon all living beings in the world.
Upon hearing this, Yama frowned slightly, a look of apprehension appearing in his eyes. The two members of the Xu family were indeed powerful.
"Xu Yifeng, Xu Tianming! People die for wealth, birds die for food. What I owed Xu Yunfan was already settled when this brat killed my son. I didn't want to take action, but the Heaven and Earth Spirit Furnace is my hope for breakthrough. You shouldn't have blocked my way. Alas, today is your death anniversary!"
He spoke each word with unparalleled domineering power, and a ball of pitch-black ghost fire surged from his body.
This will-o'-the-wisp was terrifying, carrying a dense aura of resentment and malevolence, and the fluctuations it emitted were chilling.
"Ninth Rank of the Saint Realm! Yama has already reached this level?"
The Ghost Emperor of Tonghe asked with a mixture of surprise and doubt, a hint of apprehension in his eyes.
"I haven't seen him make a move for many years. I only knew that he had been hiding in various places to cultivate. I never thought he had reached this level."
The Ghost Emperor of the Wu Fang spoke slowly, his face contorted in a grotesque grimace, his eyes burning crimson, as if possessed by an evil spirit.
"hiss!"
Several Ghost Emperors gasped in surprise, not expecting that Yama had already reached the peak of the Saint Realm.
"It's laughable that thirty years ago, King Yama almost died from a qi deviation, and Xu Yunfan, who was traveling in the Nine Netherworlds, saved him. Otherwise, where would King Yama be today? Have you forgotten the oath that King Yama made that resounded throughout hell back then? He would repay Xu Yunfan's great kindness in this lifetime. How ironic that now, for the sake of this Heaven and Earth Spirit Furnace, he is going to kill Xu Yunfan's son."
"The Ghost Emperor of the Underworld said in a cold voice, his tone icy and full of sarcasm."
The other Ghost Emperors or Ghost Kings all wore mocking expressions. They had also heard of this story, but they did not interrupt.
After all, Yama's cultivation is now unparalleled in the entire Nine Netherworld, and these Ghost Emperors are still somewhat inferior to Yama in strength.
The Land of Broken Souls began to riot, with countless lost souls drifting out, their faces twisted and ferocious, roaring madly as they rampaged in all directions.
"Boom!"
The heavens and earth trembled. At this moment, boundless ghostly energy surged, enveloping the universe and covering the earth. Countless ghostly soldiers and monsters rushed in.
Their killing was ruthless and fierce, and the cries of ghosts and wolves echoed across the land. Countless ghostly figures struggled, unable to find peace, and wanted to escape this place.
A raging fire broke out on the land of broken souls, billowing black smoke rose into the sky, and yin energy soared into the heavens. This place was completely transformed into a purgatory, and the aura of death filled every corner.
The Heaven and Earth Spirit Furnace also began to tremble, as if it sensed the appearance of something extremely dangerous and wanted to escape.
However, the place was sealed off, and there were invisible divine chains binding it from all sides, making it impossible to leave.
"roar!"
The roar of the remnant soul of an ancient ferocious beast echoed across the heavens, and boundless ghostly energy boiled and churned violently.
A majestic mountain rose from beyond the netherworld. It was an incomparably magnificent and ancient mountain, its imposing presence seemingly spanning countless ages, lying across this place.
Stars flowed across it, casting down billions of rays of light, illuminating this world.
A magnificent palace stands atop it, seemingly symbolizing eternity.
"What! The City of the Underworld Emperor!"
"We've searched for countless years, never imagining it would be in the Land of Broken Souls?"
"A great secret lies within the Land of Broken Souls!"
At this moment, the Underworld City burst forth with dazzling light, and strands of dark brown runes leaped out, intertwining to outline a vast pattern.
The pattern is hazy, indistinct, and unclear, seemingly isolated from the torrent of time, with only a huge black dragon vaguely visible coiled within it.
"Buzz~~~"
Suddenly, a strange wave spread out, and the blurry scene suddenly became clear, with the images gradually becoming more condensed.
A black dragon soared into the sky, its mouth holding a stone coffin.
In that instant, all the ghosts and demons of the Nine Nether Hells froze.
That incredibly ancient, timeless, and weathered pressure swept over them, making their hearts tremble and even afraid to breathe.
"Thump, thump!"
In an instant, countless ghosts in the Nine Nether Hells fell to the ground, their faces pale and filled with extreme terror.
The remnant souls in the Land of Broken Souls roared in unison and prostrated themselves down with utmost respect.
They trembled and prostrated themselves on the ground as if facing a supreme ruler.
The expressions of the Ghost Emperors changed drastically. Their pupils contracted, their bodies tensed, and they involuntarily retreated.
"Boom!"
The Underworld City trembled, and all the countless patterns engraved on it burst forth with dazzling light, with strands of divine radiance dancing like a sea of stars.
"roar!"
The black dragon roared and spat out the stone coffin.
The stone coffin opened happily, and a decaying corpse slowly stood up, completely naked, just skin and bones.
He opened his eyes, which were like two sharp swords piercing the sky and subduing all heroes.
"Boom!"
He walked on air, and with each step he took, his feet left deep footprints on the ground.
His hair was disheveled, and his skin was ashen, like a withered tree branch that might fall at any moment, yet his aura was incredibly terrifying.
"Is this... the Underworld Emperor?!"
"That black dragon was the mount of the Underworld Emperor back then, named Black Dragon Emperor, and it is said to be a true dragon at the Saint Emperor level!"
"That's right. Although it perished and its physical body was destroyed, its primordial spirit was not extinguished. In fact, it was well preserved and still retains its past memories!"
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