Desolate, dark.

The ever-dark sky, the ever-pale earth.

There is no trace of vitality here.

As the fog rose, endless ghost soldiers whistled out of the mist on the pale earth.

The green ancient lamp flashed faintly in the fog, and there seemed to be endless wailing among the marching ghost soldiers.

The wheels were slowly rotating on the earth, and there were countless heads on each prison car, who were wailing, and their miserable voices rose and fell on the entire earth.

There was a huge prison car, and compared with the other prison car, there was no slight wailing sound, nor did there be a gathering of people. There was only a young man in handsome armor, with his eyes closed.

He was covered in arrows and covered in blood.

The green lamp swayed, accompanied by an inexplicable whisper, the pale and without a trace of anger gradually drifted away on the earth.

It was not until a huge city appeared in front of endless Yin soldiers that the strange and impermanent Yin soldiers slowly slowed down.

The ancient city walls are vicissitudes and grand, as if they have gone through countless years and witnessed the passing of countless ghosts.

On the city wall, the three big words "Fengdu City" are engraved, vigorous and powerful, and an indescribable domineeringness appears in it.

Shows a sense of ruthless scrutiny.

In front of the tall city tower, the city tower was placed on the moat and the bridge into the city was placed, and the ghost soldiers entered the city orderly.

In the city, neighbors are arranged in an orderly manner and at a good level.

But the street was empty and there was no one.

Everything is in an incomparable silence.

At this time, in the Fengdu Hall in the city, King Qin Guang stood beside the Emperor of Fengdu wearing the crown of the First Palace of Yama.

This time, because Changping is full of evil ghosts and is an ancient battlefield, it is not the Black and White Impermanent soul-grabbing and seeking life under the Ten Palaces of the Underworld.

Instead, the Yin soldiers under the Emperor of Fengdu were ordered to act.

King Qin Guang whispered:

"This time, can the Emperor of Fengdu know who I am arresting?"

"who?"

Fengdu sat on a high seat and asked casually.

On the table in front of him was a map, which outlined the current changes in the fiefdoms and the number of ghosts in the underworld.

And his eyes were always staring at it, not a flash of thought.

"This is the Emperor's former acquaintance."

"A person I know?"

Only then did Fengdu slowly raise his head and look directly at King Qin Guang in front of him.

He did have countless former subordinates, and only Sima Jin came out of the endless sea of ​​spirits.

Could it be his former subordinate?

"Does the Emperor still remember Changping?"

King Qin Guang said lightly:

"The mass pits accumulated by 400,000 people killed in the past were transformed into evil spirits and endless yin energy and death energy. The former Zhao king turned Zhao Kuo and nearly ten thousand Zhao troops into evil spirits."

"This time I borrowed the Yin soldiers of the Emperor of Fengdu, and what I did was to capture them."

"Is Zhao Kuo?"

Fengdu instantly remembered this former opponent.

He also remembered the 400,000 Yin soldiers he killed in the past, which was his greatest guilt.

So much so that he still thought about this when he was dying.

King Qin Guang continued:

"This incident is because it is old with the Emperor of Fengdu, so it is better for the Emperor to decide whether these people will stay or not."

He was selling face to Fengdu. After all, the two of them were under the pardon of the Wuji Palace, and they were in charge of the Yin World Decree, and they looked down without looking up.

When Fengdu heard this, his eyes shook slightly and said:

"So, thank King Qin Guang."

He meant the affection of King Guang of Qin, and he took it.

King Qin Guang bowed and said:

"I still have the matters in the Ten Palaces to deal with, so I will no longer bother with the Emperor of Fengdu."

"King Qin Guang walked slowly."

After King Qin Guan left Fengdu Hall, the Emperor of Fengdu slowly put down the ink pen in his hand.

It’s time for more than ten years of grudges from the world to the underworld.

In the distance, after the endless Yin soldiers entered the city, the Yin soldiers immediately returned to the garrison.

Zhao Kuo's prison car was slowly opened.

In a trance, Zhao Kuo seemed to hear a call.

"It is said that Zhao Kuo enters Fengdu Palace!"

There seemed to be endless majesty in the sound.

Zhao Kuo was suddenly awakened, but found himself locked in shackles.

On the left side of him was a man wearing a white robe and a tall crown on his head, while on the right side was a man wearing a black robe and a tall crown on his head.

"Fengdu Palace?"

"Is it the Yin Emperor?"

Zhao Kuo still vaguely remembered that he was defeated and captured with the Yin soldiers. Is he going to take him to see the underworld master at this time?

Hei and white impermanence, who suppressed Zhao Kuo, trembled when he heard the sound, and even his invisible steps seemed to pause.

This evil ghost is really brave enough to say it.

The next second, a very cold voice sounded in Zhao Kuo's ears.

"I don't know if there is a yin emperor in the underworld. What you are going to see this time is the Emperor of Fengdu."

"The Emperor of Fengdu?"

Zhao Kuo muttered this name.

Is this the master of the underworld?

Hei Bai Wuchang led Zhao Kuo out of the Yin soldiers' residence and walked towards the highest hall in the entire city among the layers of Yin soldiers guarding.

Zhao Kuo looked at the countless garrison soldiers on both sides and the solemn black, and skipped past him.

Until the hall appears in front of you, endless majesty comes to the pavement.

It was like a man looking down at all the ghosts.

After entering the hall, a tall and arrogant man in a black dragon suit sat on the table of the carved dragon and looked at Zhao Kuo.

Zhao Kuo raised his head but couldn't see his face clearly, as if his face was covered by endless mist.

"Report to the Emperor of Fengdu, the prisoner has been brought here."

Hei and Bai Wuchang worshipped very lowly. In front of this emperor in the highest position in the Yin world, the two of them couldn't help but feel a little trembling in their hearts.

"Go down!"

A heavy and vicissitudes of voice sounded, as if the entire hall was resonating.

"promise!"

Heibai Wuchang didn't ask why, but just slowly retreated.

After the black and white impermanence retreated, Zhao Kuo bowed:

"Zhao Kuo has met the Emperor of Fengdu."

"I also want to ask about the Emperor of Fengdu."

"What's the matter?"

The tall figure above the high case turned sideways slightly.

"Dare you ask if the Emperor Bai Qi of Fengdu is in the dark world?"

"This shouldn't be what you asked."

For a moment, the atmosphere of the entire hall solidified.

"But Emperor, Bai Qi killed 400,000 surrendered soldiers of our State of Zhao. This is a revenge for the world."

Endless resentment arose on Zhao Kuo. He had resentment, otherwise he would not have become a body of a ghost.

There were nearly 10,000 Zhao troops, otherwise they would not have been able to achieve such a situation.

"Don't mention this matter again."

"There is no good or evil in the affairs of national wars, and no mercy."

"You died in vain and became a demon. Fengdu is willing to resolve this resentment and grant you the fiefdom of yours. From then on, only Zhao Kuo, the princes of the underworld, will lead the troops, and there will be no more grudges in the world."

"You can lead your troops to the west, are you willing?"

The voice echoed in the hall, and Fengdu looked at Zhao Kuo in front of him. He was indeed guilty.
Chapter completed!