"Palace Master of Zongtian Palace, Zhao Yi, return to your position!"
As Zhao Yi finished speaking, a faint aura of an early Grandmaster floated over.
"Don't worry, there will be compensation for you."
Glancing awkwardly at Sikong Nan beside him, Di Jiu instantly understood what Zhao Yi meant.
During this year and more, Zhao Yi was almost always under Uncle Fu's supervision. In order to ensure the smooth implementation of the young master's plan, he hardly practiced.
More than a year has passed, and Sikong Nan, who was at the same level as him before, has reached the late Grandmaster level.
However, his cultivation level remained stagnant without any improvement.
"Don't worry about your cultivation for now. Call those five little guys to the Nether Palace first. It's time for them to officially join the underworld!"
Zhao Yi glanced at Di Jiu with resentment in his eyes, and his figure disappeared in front of the Netherworld Palace.
"Hehe, you're not much older than them, right? It feels a bit weird to keep calling them little ones!"
Sikong Nan felt that his son had been acting abnormally since leaving the palace.
In the palace, the young master gave her the feeling of a childish kid.
But the young master now was like a strange fog, making it difficult for her to see clearly.
Could it be that an unbelievable thought suddenly flashed through Sikong Nan's mind.
Previously in the palace, the young master had always been acting for his father? ! !
Yes, as a young master, if he behaves too well, he will be easily suspected.
Looking at the figure gradually disappearing beside him, Sikong Nan gradually became lost in thought.
Nether Palace!
Emperor Jiu, dressed in a black robe, was still half lying on the throne, but the person beside him had become Sikong Nan, also dressed in a black robe.
After a while, Zhao Yi brought the other five people to the Netherworld Palace.
"Lord Palace Master!"
Yan Xing and his group of five were half-kneeling in the hall with trepidation. They didn't know whether they had met the requirements of the Lord of the Mansion.
"Get up!"
Emperor Jiu turned slightly and sat on the throne.
After a moment of silence, he said, "First of all, congratulations! You have successfully passed the test and are now qualified to join the underworld!"
As soon as Emperor Jiu finished speaking, the dark mask disappeared, and Emperor Jiu's true face appeared among the five people for the first time.
“Why is it you!!!”
Looking at the familiar face on the throne, the five people in the hall instantly exploded!
"Big brother, it's you?"
"So the Lord of the Mansion is our savior?"
"Is all this true?"
Several people found it hard to believe; it all seemed too much of a coincidence.
Zhao Yi, who had been silent since entering, suddenly spoke: "Young Master is right. It was indeed you who entrusted you to me."
"Then what does the Lord of the Palace mean by the real underworld?"
The person who suddenly spoke was Mo Yan. He was always frugal with words, but he unexpectedly spoke so many words.
"It's very simple. Not everyone can join the real underworld. The underworld only accepts geniuses."
Emperor Jiu's words were very straightforward, and he deliberately emphasized the word "genius".
After saying this, Emperor Jiu paused and continued, "If you don't show your talent, you will never have the chance to join the real underworld."
"Then what are our previous identities as the Ten Kings of Hell?"
Yan Xing was a little angry. They had been living as the Ten Kings of Hell for more than three years.
But in the end, they found out that it was just a scam!
Di Jiu touched his nose awkwardly, feeling a little embarrassed.
He couldn't just tell them directly that I gave you identities before just because I wanted to use you to set up a trap and confuse people.
He felt that if he really said that, these five future Venerable Realm teenagers would definitely bite him.
"Let me tell you!"
Seeing that the young master was a little embarrassed, Zhao Yi stood up. He knew that some words would be more convincing only if he said them out loud.
"boom!"
A grandmaster-level aura suddenly erupted, and Yan Xing and the other four looked at Zhao Yi in amazement.
"Big...big...brother, when did your cultivation become so strong!" Yan Xing was so surprised that he stuttered.
The eldest brother, who had always acted like he had the same level of cultivation as them, suddenly burst out with an aura that was unimaginable to them. The five of them were stunned at the moment.
They felt the world's deep malice towards them!
Zhao Yi shook his head slightly and said, "It's just a Grandmaster. If you successfully join the underworld, becoming a Grandmaster will be no more difficult than drinking water!"
Yan Xing was about to speak when Zhao Yi interrupted him, saying, "We'll talk about cultivation later. First, let's talk about you and me."
"From the very beginning, the master arranged for us to be not the Lords of the Ten Courts of Hell, but the Palace Masters of the Six Great Heavenly Palaces!"
"The six great heavenly palaces are the core of the underworld and the only guard team in the underworld, a guard team that belongs only to the Lord of the Underworld."
"Then why..." Yan Xing was a little confused. Why didn't the Lord of the Mansion tell them before?
"Why? You still have the nerve to ask why? Why do you think the Master sent you away to study?"
When Zhao Yi thought of this, he felt so angry that his liver ached.
More than a year ago, in order to give these guys who had been in seclusion and practicing hard some relaxation, he took them to a big city.
However, problems arose as soon as he went there.
A few young and energetic teenagers had a fierce fight with another group of equally young and energetic teenagers in the city.
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