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She was taken aback, realizing that navigating the Underworld wouldn't be as easy as she thought; she never expected to start in Hell. She had assumed that with her cultivation at the Imperial Realm, she could act without restraint, but reality hit her hard—she faced not one, but eight Imperial Realm Yan Luo.
Noticing that Yun Zhi Yue's expression was as grim as if she had just eaten something foul, Hei Shijiu tried to console her. "Although the Yan Luo have some grievances against the King of Hell, you can still make an effort. You are a Ming Hou, not the King of Hell. If you work hard, at least we Er Dian Yan Luo won't harm you. Whether you can secure your position depends on how well you can stabilize yourself in this Underworld."
With that, Hei Shijiu wasted no time introducing the situation regarding the Ninth Hall.
When Song Huai and the two human souls fell into the Ninth Hall of the Underworld, they were immediately noticed. As Song Huai was a fragment of the King of Hell's soul, he was naturally special; Nine Halls Yama and Yin Xing considered absorbing his power rather than killing him right away.
The Wheelchair Man and Xian Kong followed closely behind, while Little Loli was directly thrown into the Evil Ghost Path.
Initially unaware of Song Huai's identity, Hei Shijiu realized that some things could not be hidden once he entered the Underworld. There were quite a few who secretly looked out for Song Huai, just like him.
While there might be traitors among the Ten Yama Kings or those who disliked the King of Hell, overall, most did not wish for chaos in the Underworld. Those like Nine Halls Yama, who only sought to rise in power without regard for the Underworld, were considered extreme outliers.
As Song Huai entered the Underworld, his cultivation advanced rapidly and uncontrollably. There was no way to suppress him; they could only watch as he grew stronger day by day. This left Yin Xing, who couldn't deal with Song Huai in a short time frame, feeling apprehensive. He planned to suppress him in the Evil Ghost Path and weaken him by relying on Evil Spirits.
This tactic was indeed ruthless; since the Evil Ghost Path was under Nine Halls Yama's control, as long as Yin Xing remained alive, they couldn't open it. Their urgency didn't matter much; everyone held expectations because Song Huai was a fragment of the King of Hell.
However, this expectation turned out to be misguided. Without knowing what transpired in the Evil Ghost Path, Song Huai unexpectedly broke free with his previous two subordinates and retaliated against Nine Halls Yama while they were still present.
Not only did he not control Evil Spirits, but he also devoured Yin Xing.
Devouring was one thing; after all, Yin Xing had shown disrespect first. This madman, Song Huai, even aimed to swallow Ten Halls of Yama and take charge himself.
Hearing this made Yun Zhi Yue want to laugh; she held back and said seriously, "What happened next? Did you other Ninth Hall members unite to gang up on Song Huai?"
Hei Shijiu shook his head in annoyance. "Not at all. The Evil Ghost Path is named so because all souls within are extremely wicked and unrepentant. Even enduring eighteen Purgatory punishments isn't enough to cleanse their sins; such souls are usually cast into the Evil Ghost Path to devour each other until they vanish completely, preventing them from affecting the Yin Yuan energy of the Underworld."
Song Huai released things that shouldn't have been let out and even recruited them as subordinates. The souls of the Underworld were always at risk from attackers; we wanted him to know that these things should not be unleashed.
He seemed obsessed with controlling the Underworld and disagreed with this suggestion, causing tension with other Yan Luo that led to murderous intent among them. If it weren't for the timely return of the Reincarnation Stone to mediate things, it would have escalated further.
Yun Zhi Yue felt a stir within her heart; was his obsession with controlling the Underworld for his own sake or because he wanted it for her?
She had imagined this man would come to her, yet she had no idea where he had gone. She leaned towards the thought that he had been taken away by his true self; after all, he was a manifestation of the King of Hell, and it was impossible for him to simply vanish without a trace.
He decided to let it go for now and returned to the Underworld, focusing on what lay before him.
The Ninth Hall was within reach, a dark and gloomy palace devoid of any grandeur. It was filled with a chilling atmosphere; this was the Underworld, and one should not expect anything normal from the realm of the dead.
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