The King of Hell looked at the talisman that turned into white smoke and slowly burned, trying hard to suppress his excitement.
Tianxuan Miaowei Zhenjun, the head of the Xuantian Sect... This powerful being is renowned even within the Lesser Thousand Worlds. She is said to be peerlessly beautiful, protective yet gentle, powerful and resolute. The King of Hell in the Greater Thousand World, having plotted against a disciple of her sect, was struck down by her with a sword, instantly wiping out half his cultivation and forcing him to remain a djinn. If it weren't for the protection of the laws of the Underworld, the King of Hell would likely have perished.
The King of Hell's cultivation in the Thousand Worlds seemed unfathomable to him, but even such a powerful being couldn't withstand a single blow from the True Lord Tianxuan Miaowei. Even without witnessing the scene himself, just imagining it filled Feng Hou's heart with emotion. He wondered if he could ever reach her level of cultivation, dominating the entire cultivation world. That would be truly glorious.
King Yan, whose real name is Feng Hou, was able to possess this talisman because an aunt of his a hundred years ago was once an inner disciple of Xuantian Sect.
Feng Hou didn't want to ask the gods of the underworld in other small worlds for help, because by then the underworld would probably become their one-man show.
But it would be different if it was Tianxuan Miaowei Zhenjun. She wasn't a god, and with her cultivation level, she wouldn't be afraid of him. With her protection, he wouldn't have to worry about being killed by Shi Miao at any time. Maybe he could even cling to the golden thigh of Xuantian Sect.
And that Ji Jingyao... he actually has the legendary light that shines a thousand miles away.
How could such a small world, so devoid of spiritual energy, produce two figures like him and Shi Miao? This was too unrealistic!
King Yan Feng Hou suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his mind and once again silently recited the name of Tianxuan Miaowei Zhenjun in his heart.
Speaking of which, what is the real name of Tianxuanmiaowei Zhenjun?
He tried hard to recall, but found that he had no relevant memories. He only hated that his elders in the family did not leave more relevant records.
A slender figure slowly emerged from the white mist. Even though one could not see her features clearly, one could guess her extraordinary beauty from her posture.
"You summoned me?"
The voice sounds familiar.
Feng Hou said respectfully: "My elder is a disciple of Tianxuan Sect."
Shi Miao, who had come over with a fragment of his soul, nodded slightly. No wonder the other party was able to obtain the talisman. However, the elder of this King of Hell was probably dead, otherwise the other party would most likely come directly to the disciple for help instead of trying to ignite the talisman.
Feng Hou felt that Shi Miao not only had a familiar voice, but also a familiar breath. However, he did not dare to think too much about it and quickly told him the purpose of his visit.
"I was fortunate enough to be ordained as a deity in this world. However, due to a moment of confusion, I did something inappropriate and offended the people of this world. All my subordinates were wiped out, and I am the only one left in the underworld. It is difficult for me to survive alone. I would like to seek your protection."
Feng Hou didn't dare to put all the blame on Shi Miao and Ji Jingyao... He was afraid that Tianxuan Miaowei Zhenjun was so powerful that he would suffer the consequences if he discovered the truth. He might as well tell the truth.
Shi Miao understood that he wanted to find a backer for himself, and then he came to her.
After a brief pause, she decided to accept the offer. After signing the contract with Feng Hou, she would be able to completely control this part of the underworld, without having to worry about him making subtle moves behind her back. Shi Miao's focus was still on her own cultivation, and she didn't bother to constantly focus on the underworld.
With Feng Hou's cooperation, the Eighteen Levels of Hell in the new era can be better transformed, which will greatly reduce her workload.
She looked at the trembling Feng Hou, a faint smile in her eyes - he had come to her on his own initiative. Even she had not expected that Feng Hou would actually come to her in person to beg for help.
"Yes." Her cold voice lacked any emotion.
When Feng Hou heard this, he was overjoyed - sincerity is indeed the best killer move!
He finally found a golden thigh! With the support of Tianxuanmen, he could develop the power of faith in this world. Maybe in the future he could even compete with the gods of the underworld in the vast universe. Just thinking about it made him a little excited.
I made the right move!
"Then sign the contract."
The glittering golden contract flew before Feng Hou, its dazzling array of regulations dazzling him. Once signed, Feng Hou could no longer arrange the reincarnation and punishment of mortals according to his own will; he had to follow the regulations.
The regulations of the underworld will also be drafted by Tianxuan Miaowei Zhenjun, and she also has the right to modify and interpret.
If they signed it, it would be like giving up all power. But as long as he had the backing of Tianxuan Sect, Feng Hou felt that he could accept it. But why did these regulations have the flavor of a commercial contract in this small world?
He suppressed the faint doubts that emerged in his mind, quickly signed his name, and felt that he was great.
After Feng Hou signed his name, Shi Miao also signed his. Their names flashed, and the contract was officially established, and the causal line was also bound.
The originally illusory white mist gradually condensed, and Shi Miao followed the cause and effect line of the talisman and the contract, and directly descended his real body into the underworld.
As soon as she appeared, the entire palace began to tremble, its emotions agitated, as if it could not help but prostrate itself to greet its true master. The Yellow Springs also stirred waves.
As a god of the underworld, Feng Hou felt even more deeply.
When he saw Shi Miao, his pupils dilated in shockâhow did Shi Miao suddenly appear in the underworld?
He hadn't even noticed her before she showed up. The underworld was clearly his domain, yet she came and went so freely, as if it were her own backyard. Wasn't this a complete disregard for him, the King of Hell?
Shi Miao's sword strike had left a deep psychological scar on Feng Hou. So when she appeared and glanced at him with a gentle gaze, Feng Hou felt the urge to kneel down and beg for mercy.
Just as his knees bent, he reacted.
Wait, why should he kneel down to Shi Miao?
He now has the Tianxuan Sect behind him, so he doesn't need to be afraid of Shi Miao at all. It should be the other way around!
But Shi Miao's aura is really familiar.
He suppressed the panic that unconsciously arose in his heart, and tried hard to put on an attitude of fearlessness. His voice sounded quite calm and majestic at first, "Shi Miao, what exactly do you want to do in the underworld? The underworld is not a place where you can act recklessly!"
Shi Miao looked calm, "Didn't you call me?"
Feng Hou was stunned.
What is she talking about?
etc?
He suddenly had a bad feeling.
The next second, Shi Miao's lips curled up slightly, "I am the head of Xuantian Sect, Tianxuan Miaowei Zhenjun."
At the same time, Yunhua Yin manifested a series of nine-sky divine thunders behind Shi Miao. The purple divine thunders illuminated the gloomy palace and revealed Feng Hou's gloomy facial features.
Feng Hou was stunned as if he was struck by divine thunder from the sky.
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