The moment Jiang Lin fused divine power and ghost qi, and that chaotic gray gas appeared.
Across heaven and earth, certain supreme beings suddenly sensed something.
They all looked towards the Eastern territory.
The Heavenly Palace.
A fisherman, sitting by the edge of the Heavenly Pond, grabbed a handful of bait.
And scattered it into the pond.
Watching the fish swim towards the bait, he mused:
"This Underworld is getting more and more interesting."
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Black Abyss.
Beneath the cliff, an old man radiating black energy sat bolt upright.
He looked towards the East.
"From the Eastern territory?"
Suddenly, he thought of something.
He chuckled, "Could it be that little ghost messenger who delivered food last time?"
He had only mentioned it once, and it had already succeeded so quickly?
...
Dragon Palace.
In the pitch-black deep sea.
A pair of golden eyes, as bright as lamps, suddenly appeared.
Carrying a deterrent force that dared not be directly gazed upon.
The golden eyes moved, glancing towards the East.
After a long while, they slowly closed.
"..."
How many years has it been?
Such power has appeared again.
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Western Hall.
Nan Ming, who was cleaning his sword in his room, suddenly looked up towards the East Hall.
His intuition told him that something had appeared over there.
Something capable of fighting him.
And it had just appeared.
"The Little Yama of the East Hall? Or has a new figure emerged?"
Nan Ming stood up and placed his sword aside.
It automatically vanished into space.
With a movement, as if teleporting, he disappeared from the room.
He had decided to go and explore the East Hall!
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Western Hall Yama's Palace—
Xi He stood in the hall, hands behind his back, looking in the direction Nan Ming had left.
He couldn't help but exhale, "Finally gone."
This guy, after wreaking havoc in his own Underworld, would always come to him.
During this period, he could almost hear the daily reports of losses.
The teleportation array was broken.
The Underworld train was broken.
Three floors of the Ghost Market had collapsed...
He was practically a walking demolition machine.
"This guy, is he finally willing to cause trouble in other halls?"
Truly a welcome sight.
...
As for why Nan Ming had come to the Western Hall.
It all started with the pollution source incident not long ago.
At that time, all four halls conspired to let the pollution sources collectively escape to the Southern territory.
Nan Ming then set up a barrier encompassing the entire South.
It was a case of catching a turtle in a jar.
At that time, almost all the ghost messengers available in the Southern Hall had been deployed.
Various ghost techniques were displayed, and the hunting began.
But the problem was...
After Nan Ming deployed the barrier, he also took action.
Last time, he had destroyed the Yama's Palace in the Northern Hall when he fought there.
Fortunately, the Northern Hall was willing to take full responsibility and provided some compensation to the Southern Hall.
But this time...
He had caused so many problems in his own territory.
There was no one to compensate him.
The Southern Hall's ledger once again showed a deficit.
So,
Zhong Kui looked at the ledger and suggested:
"Lord Yama, why don't you take a trip to the Western Hall?"
The Western Hall is wealthy and doesn't mind you causing trouble.
If possible, you could also bring back some supplies to subsidize the Southern Hall.
As for the Western Hall's thoughts...
With their Lord Yama's strength, who would dare to drive him away?
Who could drive him away?
...
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Eastern Hall Underworld, Advanced Cultivation Room—
Jiang Lin was unaware that that wisp of gray gas had attracted the attention of so many supreme beings.
He only felt that the aura emanating from this wisp of gray gas was somewhat terrifying.
It was far more powerful than ghost qi or divine power alone.
Perhaps, it could be used as a secret weapon or a trump card.
As for those memories, and the strange images that suddenly appeared,
He still couldn't make heads or tails of them.
If these memories were meant for him to see, then there must be some purpose behind them.
All he could do was improve his strength and live in the present.
As for the answers, he would know them one day.
But...
If those were his past memories,
Then the "resurrection" of the Northern Hall Yama was done by "him."
Speaking of the Northern Hall Yama, Jiang Lin immediately thought of the Ghost Shopkeeper incident.
Thanks to the liveliness of the live-streaming orb, he had also witnessed the scenes that unfolded in the Northern Hall at that time.
—The four Hall Yamas gathered, and... that "My King."
Looking back at the entire incident, it seemed that everything was because of that "My King," and the Northern Hall Yama's misplaced trust?
At that time,
After analyzing this conclusion, he was somewhat confused.
But now, thinking about it,
Could it be because of the paper effigy art?
...
He still remembered what he had seen and heard during his time learning the paper effigy art in the Northern Hall.
Paper effigies were always loyal to the commands within their bodies.
And the natal paper effigy was always loyal to its master.
Even if the master passed away, even if the master had forgotten it...
Until the last moment of their lives, they would remain loyal to their master.
"What exactly happened here?"
Why did the Northern Hall Yama trust that "My King"?
Was that "My King" the likeness of the person she was loyal to?
Jiang Lin couldn't figure it out.
He knew it was because of missing key information.
First: In the scene of the Northern Hall Yama's resurrection, he did not see the appearance of the man in black.
Second: He did not know the experiences of the Northern Hall Yama.
What had she gone through? Had she changed masters?
Third: Did the paper effigy art used to repair soul fragments have any difference in effect compared to ordinary paper effigy art now?
...
After sitting in the advanced cultivation room for an afternoon, Jiang Lin temporarily put these thoughts aside.
After all, it was all just speculation.
The Yamas, for now, were too far away from him.
He retracted the wisp of gray gas into his body, stood up, and walked out of the advanced cultivation room.
"What, five days?? 60 cultivation cards?"
When he went to the front desk to settle the bill, Jiang Lin suddenly realized.
He had actually stayed in the cultivation room for so long?!
Looking at the one-third of his advanced cultivation cards that had disappeared from his storage bag, he suddenly felt a bit of regret.
... If he had known, he would have come out to think earlier.
If it weren't for the fact that he had accumulated more through missions and contributions in recent years,
He probably wouldn't have been able to afford advanced cultivation cards.
These were considered scarce resources, and they couldn't be exchanged for money.
They could only be obtained by completing missions and contributions.
Normally, unless absolutely necessary,
He would cultivate in the eighteen halls, in the beginner and intermediate cultivation rooms.
"Alas..."
Jiang Lin sighed in his heart, but it was fine.
At least he had successfully fused divine power and ghost qi.
Next time he had free time,
He would prepare some food and go to the Black Abyss to see that old senior.
To thank him, and also to see if he had any words... to remind him.
This, shouldn't be considered taking advantage, right?
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