Hearing Lin Zhongtian's words, Bai Lang slapped his head and said, "Oh, yes, there is such a thing!"

Yamu looked confused, not knowing what happened in the world of "A Chinese Ghost Story".

Bai Lang explained it through voice transmission, and Yamu finally understood.

At this time, the three of them had already flown over Beiyin Mountain.

This mountain is a famous check-in attraction in the netherworld. The mountains are rugged, with towering ridges, howling winds in the mountain streams, and thick black fog. Countless ghosts and monsters are howling miserably among the peaks and caves, but the ox-headed and horse-faced demons and the underworld messengers who are escorting them have no mercy. They whip them and shout at them to move forward quickly.

After crossing Beiyin Mountain, you can see many underworld government agencies standing in front of you.

The most eye-catching thing is, of course, the destination of that group of evil spirits - the Eighteen Levels of Hell.

Lin Zhongtian glanced at the miserable conditions of the evil ghosts in hell, and then flew straight over with Yamu and Bai Lang.

Soon, Lin Zhongtian and the two of them landed on the bank of a bloody river.

There are three bridges on the river. The one on the left is the Golden Bridge. The sea is calm under the bridge, and the bridge is magnificent. Several bridge messengers hold banners and stand on one side of the bridge, quietly waiting for people to cross the bridge.

The one in the middle is the Silver Bridge. In addition to the bridge messengers holding banners, there are also dozens of solid souls of the dead.

Lin Zhongtian took a quick glance and used his magical powers to see their past and present lives. They were all loyal, filial and virtuous people in the mortal world.

As for the bridge on the far right, there were strong winds and surging blood under the bridge, and the sounds of wailing and crying were endless. It was none other than the famous Naihe Bridge in the underworld!

Lin Zhongtian came in a hurry and directly crossed the space to reach Senluo Palace.

But at this time, he had no urgent matters, so he had the chance to tour the scenery of the underworld.

So, Lin Zhongtian brought Bai Lang and Yamu to the golden bridge.

The bridge messenger glanced at Lin Zhongtian, then said expressionlessly, "Do you have a pass?"

Lin Zhongtian shook his head honestly.

The bridge messenger immediately said calmly: "Then go to the bridge next to it."

“Wait!”

Before he finished speaking, a voice came from behind, getting closer and closer.

Lin Zhongtian, Bai Lang and Yamu turned their heads with interest and looked in the direction where the sound came from.

I saw a man in a black robe walking towards me quickly. He had a solemn appearance and a majestic temperament. It was obvious at first glance that he was not an ordinary person.

Upon seeing this man, the bridge messengers were all horrified and quickly knelt on the ground holding their banners, and kowtowed to the man in black robe.

The man in black robe came up to the crowd, snorted coldly, and then bowed to Lin Zhongtian and said, "We are just soldiers in the underworld, and we don't know Taishan. I hope the emperor will not blame us for our loyalty to duty."

Lin Zhongtian looked him over for a few seconds, then said with a smile, "Your Majesty, you are too polite!"

When these words were spoken, Bai Lang and Ya Mu were both shocked and quickly bowed to the man in black robe.

There is no doubt that this person is the Emperor of Fengdu who hurriedly came after withdrawing his troops.

Hearing Lin Zhongtian's words, Emperor Fengdu smiled slightly and raised his hand and said, "Please!"

After saying this, Emperor Fengdu strode forward and was the first to step onto the golden bridge.

Lin Zhongtian followed closely behind, taking Bai Lang and Yamu onto the golden bridge.

Bai Lang and Ya Mu looked around with interest.

The former looked at the scene at the bridgehead in front of him and couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Where is Meng Po?"

Lin Zhongtian glanced at him and said unhappily, "Meng Po is behind you. We are going in the opposite direction. Have you forgotten?"

"oh oh!"

Bai Lang suddenly realized and quickly turned around to look behind him. Sure enough, he saw a stone platform at the end of the three bridges.

The three characters "Wangxiangtai" are engraved on one side of the platform, and an old woman is boiling Mengpo soup beside the platform.

Bai Lang blinked his eyes, eager to try a bowl.

But considering that Lin Zhongtian and Emperor Fengdu were both ahead, it would be inconvenient for him to turn back, so he could only give up with regret.

Soon, everyone walked back across the golden bridge and stepped onto the gray underworld.

Looking forward from here, you can vaguely see a huge city of extremely magnificent scale standing on the underworld.

Looking at the style of the city, it is exactly the same as the City of the Dead that Lin Zhongtian saw in the world of "A Chinese Ghost Story" many years ago, but its scale is thousands of times larger than the latter.

Lin Zhongtian and his two companions, led by their tour guide Fengdu Emperor, arrived at the City of the Dead and discovered that the size of the ghost army here was several orders of magnitude larger than that of the residences of the Ten Kings of Hell.

Lin Zhongtian was confused and asked immediately.

The black-robed man transformed by the Emperor of Fengdu explained, "The world has only been unified for a dozen years. The thirty-six rebel kings, seventy-two gangs of smoke and dust, and all the bandit leaders at the end of the Sui Dynasty have not yet been reincarnated."

"The City of the Wrongly Dead is overrun with ghosts, and they are war ghosts and evil ghosts. Because of past events, they have all gathered under their former masters, so the underworld has specially dispatched a large army to guard it and maintain order."

Lin Zhongtian nodded and said, "I see."

Bai Lang beside him asked in confusion: "It's been more than ten years, why are they still in the City of the Dead?"

"Could it be that these rebel kings in the human world, after coming to the Netherworld, are still determined to attack the underworld and become the ghost king of the Netherworld?"

At this point, Bai Lang couldn't help but laugh.

He was able to fight all the way from the entrance to the Netherworld to the Senluo Palace in the Underworld because of Lin Zhongtian's reputation and his own strength. It does not mean that these ghost soldiers in the Underworld are really vulnerable.

At least in front of this group of ghosts, the army of ghosts is a mountain that they absolutely cannot cross.

Even if those rebel kings could gather a hundred thousand evil ghosts, the underworld would only need a few hundred ghost soldiers to easily defeat them.

The Emperor of Fengdu glanced at Bai Lang and explained calmly, "No, these rebel ghosts are all the traitors who died in vain. They have no relatives or friends in the world of the living, so no one cares about them. Without money and money, they naturally cannot be reincarnated."

Bai Lang complained: "I wondered why, turns out it's because he has no money!"

Yamu shook his head and said, "It's called money, but in fact it's just some paper money and gold ingots. It all depends on the feelings of relatives and friends. Regardless of the wealth in the world, it is more reasonable compared to the West."

Bai Lang retorted: "What about the lonely good people and the evil people with families?"

Lin Zhongtian smiled and said, "This requires human supervision and the judgment of the underworld. You must know that there is no best law in the world, only better laws, even the underworld and heaven are no exception."

While they were discussing, everyone had already entered the City of the Dead and walked through the bustling ghost street.

The one in charge of the City of Wrongful Death is King Biancheng of the Sixth Hall of Hell among the Ten Halls of Hell.

He is still in Senluo Palace and has not returned yet. The Emperor of Fengdu made the decision for him and took Lin Zhongtian to visit the City Lord's Mansion. After inspecting the work, he left from another city gate and went straight to the place of the six reincarnations.

Here, Lin Zhongtian originally wanted to take the 'Super Rebirth Gate' to go to the human world, but the Emperor of Fengdu stopped him, saying that the Ascension Gate next to it was closer and could lead directly to the heaven and go to the Ziwei Palace.

Lin Zhongtian gladly accepted the advice of Emperor Fengdu and turned to walk towards the gate to immortality.

He has already informed everyone in the alliance through the Void Jade Plate that the day he leaves the underworld will be the day he takes over the Ziwei Palace!

So, when Lin Zhongtian and the other two stepped out of the underworld and arrived at the Heavenly Palace, there were already eight or nine figures waiting outside the South Gate of Heaven. They were the alliance members who chose to stay in this world after the Ullambana Festival.

Among this group of people, the two leaders are naturally Ye Chen and Nie Changchuan, who are most familiar with this world.

At this time, they were outside the South Heaven Gate, chatting and laughing with a divine general wearing green armor and holding a sword at his waist.

Seeing Lin Zhongtian and his men coming, Nie Changchuan and Ye Chen smiled and quickly turned around to greet them.

The divine general in green armor also had a stern expression, and immediately led a group of heavenly soldiers and generals behind him to salute Lin Zhongtian.

Nie Changchuan transmitted his voice, "This person is Mo Liqing, the Southern Heavenly King who is one of the Four Heavenly Kings and is in charge of guarding the Southern Heavenly Gate. Old Ye and I have entered the Heavenly Palace through the Southern Heavenly Gate many times for banquets, so we are quite familiar with him."

Lin Zhongtian understood what he said, nodded to King Zhangzhang, and then walked into the South Heaven Gate with a group of alliance members.

This is the first time that Lin Zhongtian has truly visited heaven since coming to this world.

This heaven is indeed different from other worlds, and is even more spectacular than the fairyland in the world of cultivating immortals.

When I first ascended to the realm, I saw behind the South Gate of Heaven, thousands of golden lights, thousands of auspicious clouds, gushing purple mist, and red neon lighting the sky.

Looking upward from here, there are thirty-three heavens, in which there are countless magnificent palaces. Each of them is magnificent and splendid, with bright clouds and mist. In front of the palace, there are jade unicorns guarding it, and on the pillars, there are red-bearded dragons with golden scales shining in the sun.

Between the various palaces, there were clouds and mists, and countless jade bridges connected to each other. Above the bridges, there were rosy clouds in the sky and purple mist lingering.

Taibai Jinxing had been waiting behind the South Gate of Heaven. When he saw Lin Zhongtian and his men coming, he immediately stepped forward and respectfully led the way for Lin Zhongtian.

The Jade Emperor had already issued an order, ordering Bailang, Yamu, the Dragon King of Jinghe and others to be transferred to the Ziwei Palace.

Because of this, Lin Zhongtian does not need to go to the Lingxiao Palace to meet the Jade Emperor, but can go directly to Zhongyuantian and enter the Ziwei Palace.

After Taibai Jinxing's explanation, the alliance members came to know that each of the thirty-three heavens in heaven is a large world, which is self-contained and has its own heaven and earth, with stars moving around in the sky.

The Ziwei Palace where Ziwei Emperor resides, also known as Ziwei Star, is located in the Zhongyuan Heaven among the Three Enclosures. It is a star that was transformed into a palace by the previous Ziwei Emperor using his great supernatural powers.

Lin Zhongtian led everyone to descend on Ziwei Star. His mind moved, and suddenly a vast consciousness surged out.

In an instant, all the alliance members felt that the palace in front of them and the ground beneath their feet were shaking violently.

Not long after, Lin Zhongtian opened his eyes and looked thoughtfully at the palace in front of him with the three words "Ziwei Palace" engraved on it.

Bai Lang stood beside him and asked curiously, "Boss, what's going on?"

Lin Zhongtian smiled slightly, and without any movement, the stars under his feet suddenly surged, revealing purple air, which lifted everyone up and flew into the tall and magnificent palace in front.

Everyone looked at the purple air under their feet in amazement, as if they could feel Lin Zhongtian's breath from it.

Lin Zhongtian raised his hand and looked at the purple air emanating from his fingertips. He could not help but sigh, "The Heavenly Court is indeed very generous. This Purple Star is actually a magical weapon engraved with all the divine power and authority of the Purple Star Emperor!"

"I have already claimed this magic weapon as my master."

"From now on, I am the true Great Emperor of the North Pole Ziwei in the Central Sky!"