The taxi stopped in front of the Luming Villa.
Ling Ping'an walked out of the car and the driver followed. He said very respectfully, "Young master, take care..."
"Master, you should go back early too!" Ling Ping'an turned around and waved his hand.
The other party's attitude was respectful, "Okay!"
However, he watched Ling Ping'an walk into the gate of the Luming Villa until he disappeared into the night.
He sighed with emotion, "Immortals! There really are immortals! "
He returned to the car and opened the communication channel of the car.
In the channel, there were many familiar voices, all of them in a heated discussion.
"Do you know?"
"Tonight, there is a sword immortal chasing in the sky above the imperial capital. I saw it with my own eyes. The sword immortal rode his sword and leaped between the tall buildings... "
"That sword light... tsk tsk tsk..."
"I saw it too!"
"At midnight, at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs building, there was a rainbow piercing the sun..."
Listening to the heated discussion of his colleagues in the channel.
The driver chuckled, "Sword immortal?"
"I saw a real immortal! The immortal returned my car and blessed it! "
Unfortunately, the immortal didn't let him spread it to outsiders.
He could only listen to his colleagues bragging and bragging in the channel.
… …
The helicopter spun above the crossroad slope.
A huge searchlight shone on the ruins of the factory.
Zhang Hui jumped down from the helicopter and landed steadily on the ground.
At this moment, the entire crossroad slope was filled with armed soldiers.
There were also hundreds of blackguard experts mixed in the army to monitor any accidents.
"How is the Blue Sky Underworld Formation?" As soon as he landed, Zhang Hui asked Ning Qinghong, who had come to welcome him.
"Master Zhang..." Ning Qinghong replied, "Everything is fine..."
"But..."
"Hmm?" Zhang Hui asked, "What's wrong?"
Ning Qinghong replied, "Before that young master left, he promoted a heroic spirit to the title of 'City God'..."
"If Mr. Lu wakes up... what should we do?"
Zhang Hui frowned, "City God?"
"Young Master Ling promoted a heroic spirit to City God?"
"This is the right to become a god!"
Becoming a god was the power of heaven and earth.
Since the recovery of spirit aura, the Federal Empire had been researching and exploring this area.
Unfortunately, they had never touched the threshold.
It was just that they had accidentally nurtured a Guardian God and a Saint Emperor.
But …
Sacred Emperor Guan was a unique case. There were too many things that couldn't be replicated.
Now, who promoted a heroic spirit to become the City God?
Although the City God was small, he was still a god.
The creation of gods was something that the Federal Empire and the Blackguard had been working hard on since the recovery of spirit aura!
Only by creating a new god could the old be buried!
Those bloodthirsty, crazy old gods who regarded everything in the mortal world as pigs and dogs should be buried!
The Federal Empire would never be a slave!
Zhang Hui asked, "Where's that heroic spirit?"
"Your Excellency, please follow me …" Ning Qing Hong said.
He brought Zhang Hui to the ruins and arrived in front of a tomb that was surrounded by countless Netherworld Spiritual Energy.
This netherworld was not like the antique houses in movies and TV shows.
Instead, it had a modern feel to it.
It had more than ten floors, and the outer wall looked similar to the outer wall of the Imperial City's municipal building, which was made of glass.
However, this kind of glass looked like aluminum foil.
It felt a little unreal.
Zhang Hui was also a little stunned as he looked at the building that was hidden in the ruins and was wrapped in the aura of the Netherworld.
"What's going on?" he asked.
How did the legendary netherworld become a building?
In front of the building, he also saw a few soldiers in military uniforms who looked like they had physical bodies standing guard.
The soldiers were even holding rifles in their hands.
Zhang Hui walked over, and the soldiers saluted.
The standard military salute of the Federal Empire!
"Welcome, General!" They shouted in unison.
A man in the uniform of a major walked out of the netherworld building and said to Zhang Hui, "Master Zhang, our mayor is waiting for you …"
"Mayor?" Zhang Hui didn't quite understand.
"The ancient City God was equivalent to the county magistrate or county governor of a place …"
"It's the current mayor and high-ranking officials …"
"Although the Imperial City is a special city, it's still a city … So, Xiao Zhuang is equivalent to being appointed as the mayor …"
"That can be done?" Zhang Hui was dumbfounded.
The other party chuckled. "Of course it can be done!"
"The netherworld has to keep pace with the times!"
"Especially now that the Lord of the Underworld has yet to return!"
"But, if he returns, he will no longer be the Lord of Mount Tai or Earth Count in the past …"
"Just like how he changed from Earth Count to the Lord of Mount Tai …"
"It all has to change according to people's perception and the changes in the world!"
Zhang Hui listened and instantly grasped the key point. "Senior Wang, you mean …"
This major was a major of the Blackguard.
He was just a major from more than a hundred years ago.
Back then, he followed the commander-in-chief of the time and came here to quell the chaos at the Cross Slope.
In the midst of the crisis, he and more than a hundred of his comrades sank into the core of the Netherworld hand in hand.
He used his own sacrifice to fight for a chance to reverse the situation!
After his death, his soul did not naturally dissipate under an extremely small probability. Instead, it condensed into a ghost soul and still retained his memories from when he was alive.
Therefore, he also became the ghost guard of the Cross Slope.
For a hundred years, he had been leading the heroic spirits who had died back then to guard and protect this place.
Zhang Hui and he met often.
After all, he was the minister of the Imperial Palace and was responsible for the safety of the Imperial City.
Naturally, the two of them had long become friends.
Major Wang gently adjusted his collar. His military uniform, which was originally constructed from Yin Qi, was now extremely lifelike, almost as if it were a real thing.
He explained with a smile, "It's just like what the general thinks …"
"After Xiao Zhuang was appointed as the City God by that person, she understood a lot of things …"
"With her authority, she mobilized the power of the Netherworld and built this temporary office building in the gap between the modern world and the Netherworld as a place to collect, control, and judge the souls of the dead in the Imperial City …"
"It's also commonly known as the City God Temple!"
"The ancient City God Temple can naturally be the mayor of the Imperial City now!"
Zhang Hui's heart was beating fast as he listened.
However, he still didn't understand, so he asked, "How did that person appoint … hmm … Xiao Zhuang as the City God?"
"I don't know the specifics either … At that time, I was bound by the Blue Sky Underworld Formation of the Yansheng School …"
"Oh right!" Major Wang suddenly said, "General, there's something I want you to know …"
"There's a mole in the Blackguard!"
"He planted a strange poison in the incense that the Blackguard provided us with. This strange poison caused us to not be able to discover the abnormal movements of the Blue Sky Underworld at the first possible moment!"
These heroic spirits had died in the Netherworld.
Their souls had long been tied to this land, and it was difficult to separate them.
Especially that mister.
In a sense, he was the Cross Hill and also the Blue Sky Underworld Formation.
Any schemes or spells aimed at this place would not be able to escape their control.
It was precisely because of this that they were able to firmly control this place over so many years and build this place into a prison for the Federal Empire to imprison and execute those evil spirits.
At the same time, it also became a place to take in those people who had turned into ghosts due to various accidents.
But …
Even vampires need supplies.
Incense, Yang Qi, Yin Qi …
These were the resources that ghosts relied on to make a living.
Other than Yin Qi, the other two relied on the supplies of the Blackguard.
And someone had tampered with these supplies.
As a result, all the high-ranking heroic spirits in the Cross Hill tonight were plotted against, and that powerful mister had not woken up yet.
Zhang Hui nodded and laughed disdainfully, "Don't worry, we'll catch that mole!"
The Blackguard had never been a piece of iron since ancient times.
There had never been a lack of traitors!
Therefore, the Blackguard had never been soft-hearted towards these traitors.
As the two of them spoke, they had already walked into the interior of the Netherworld Building.
As soon as they entered the door, thick Yin Qi rolled over. Even Zhang Hui felt a bone-piercing chill.
The moment they walked through the door.
Zhang Hui saw the interior of the building, in the middle of the hall that was no different from the modern world.
An invisible tentacle-like thing wrapped around a soul body that was wailing in pain.
The top of the tentacle opened like a flower bud.
Drops of liquid dripped down.
The entangled soul kept begging for mercy, "Give me a quick death … Ah … Give me a quick death!"
"I beg you! Please! "
However, the bud-like thing was like a machine, only focused on torturing it.
Moreover, Zhang Hui noticed that one of the drops of liquid that dripped down was a painful liquid of punishment and torture.
The other drop had the miraculous effect of instantly healing the soul body.
As a result, the wailing soul had already dissipated a second ago. Just as it was about to dissipate, it instantly solidified in the next second. Then, it howled miserably and begged for mercy again.
Looking at the wailing soul body, Zhang Hui knew that it was the chief deacon of the Yan Sheng School, Ding Jianping, nicknamed Blind Ding!
This person had committed countless felonies!
Including but not limited to crimes against humanity, genocide, and waging war.
He had been in the top three of the Federal Empire's Red Wanted List all year round.
At the same time, he was the permanent target of more than ten foreign countries!
"To think that you would have such a day!" Zhang Hui was extremely happy.
Then, he heard the major beside him say, "This person attacked that person … Then, he became like this …"
"It's said that the body that he possessed and the robe that his main body possessed after dismembering were smashed by that person!"
"In the end, that person pulled out his soul and imposed this punishment …"
"From the looks of it, he will be tortured here forever …"
"Repent and howl in pain for all eternity!"
Zhang Hui felt a chill run down his spine when he heard this.
However, as long as he thought about how this person was a butcher whose hands were stained with the blood of countless innocents and heroes, he felt extremely happy.
However …
"This kind of torture … Will he gradually get used to it?" Zhang Hui raised his question.
"I won't!" A cold voice sounded from above.
A female officer wearing a black army uniform with the rank of second lieutenant on her shoulder descended from the ceiling.
"The punishment performed by the Prefect …"
"How could such a loophole be left behind?"
She looked expressionlessly at Blind Ding, who was wailing non-stop.
"General … As far as I know, the punisher summoned by the Prefect is an expert in torture!"
"Look … Every drop of his liquid will be fine-tuned …"
"Make sure that every time this sinner suffers, the torture will be different from the last time!"
"Make sure that he will be in extreme pain forever!"
"Until his soul origin and consciousness are completely destroyed by pain and torture!"
"Considering that this punisher is also treating him at the same time …"
"I estimate that this punishment will not stop for at least ten thousand years!"
"After ten thousand years of torture, he will be completely destroyed!"
Zhang Hui felt his hair stand on end as he listened.
The legendary myth appeared in his heart.
The myth of the Land of Qin said that the souls of sinners would be burned by the flames of hell.
The Buddhists also talked about the various punishments of hell.
What Tongue Pulling Hell …
However, none of them were as good as the punishment in front of him.
Because this was a punishment that had no end and no respite.
Sinners would walk towards their final destruction in eternal pain and torture.
"Prefect?" Zhang Hui seemed to have caught the key. "Is that the Prefect of Mount Tai?"
"No!" The female officer turned around. A faint ghostly green light lingered on her cold face.
"The Prefect of Mount Tai is him!"
"But he is not the Prefect of Mount Tai!"
"Why do you say that?" Zhang Hui asked seriously.
"The Prefect of Mount Tai … The existence who appeared tonight and gave me the power of the City God … is just an existence living in his shadow …"
"So … I said that the Prefect of Mount Tai is him … but he is not the Prefect of Mount Tai!"
"Because the Prefect of Mount Tai might just be a parasite living on his body … relying on him, resisting, or borrowing his great power to resist the final fall and find a way to live!"
The female officer picked up a thin booklet.
"This is a little bit of information that I saw from this power after I was granted the power of the City God …"
Zhang Hui listened and lowered his head.
He had thought that he had already seen his status.
But now he knew that what he had seen was only the tip of the iceberg, like a blind man touching an elephant.
The female officer in front of him turned around and said, "General, please follow me …"
"Sir is awake, please go over …"
"Sir is awake?" Zhang Hui immediately followed.
Sir, his name was Lu Tai.
The third commander-in-chief of the Blackguard.
He was also the only commander-in-chief who died in battle!
He died in battle, his limbs shattered, and his soul shattered.
But by a freak combination of factors, he merged with the entire Underworld and became an existence similar to the Earthbound Spirit.
In a sense, he was still the leader of the Blackguard!
For a hundred years, he had been silently guarding this land.
He had also been providing experience to the younger generation.
Most of the generals of the Blackguard had received his help.
Therefore, for a hundred years, generations of generals of the Blackguard had respectfully addressed him as Sir.
Sir!
The meaning of the teacher.
The teacher who preached and dispelled doubts!
He was also the guide who guided the way forward and broke through the obstacles in his heart.
Zhang Hui had once received great kindness from the teacher!
In his heart, the teacher was both a father and a friend, and he had always respected him.
Hearing this, he did not dare to delay and quickly followed.
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