Not long after clearing away the terracotta guardian soldiers, Chen Hao, Ye Yuqiao, Xie Xiaofeng, and Tang Jing arrived at the entrance of the Nether King Palace.

"This is the Nether King Palace!" Chen Hao exclaimed as he looked up at the majestic Nether King Palace, thinking that for a long time, his girlfriend had been the master of this building, the ruler of the entire Netherworld.

Suddenly, he felt a sense of loss, feeling unworthy of Ye Yuqiao.

"Fool," Ye Yuqiao's voice echoed in Chen Hao's mind, her tone as gentle as her kisses, "Chen Hao, why would you suddenly think that?"

"Yuqiao, your former workplace and home were too upscale!" Chen Hao explained.

Ye Yuqiao snorted, and muttered to herself, "Don't ever have such thoughts again, they are so annoying!"

"By the way, Chen Hao, there are eight demons and one devil inside this replica of the Nether King Palace, and they have possessed the clay statues of the Eight Great Clans' Clan Leaders and the gold statue of the Second Generation Nether King. The power of these demons is not to be underestimated, you need to be careful when we go inside," Ye Yuqiao abruptly changed the subject.

"Second Generation Nether King, isn't that your grandfather?"

Chen Hao seemed to ignore the warning from Ye Yuqiao, showing more interest in the Second Generation Nether King instead.

"Yes, that's my grandfather," Ye Yuqiao confirmed.

"Your grandfather is my grandfather," Chen Hao said proudly, "Let's go inside and see what your grandfather looked like. His granddaughter is so beautiful; he must have passed on some of his genes to her."

Having said that, Chen Hao took Ye Yuqiao's hand and walked with her into the Nether King Palace.

Just like twenty days earlier when Ye Yuqiao, Xie Xiaofeng, and Tang Jing came here, the Nether King Palace was still brightly lit with candles, the lights shining brightly.

Chen Hao and Ye Yuqiao quickly approached the gold statue of the Second Generation Nether King, moving along the red carpet almost as if they were flying.

"The Second Generation Nether King is quite handsome," Chen Hao said, scrutinizing the statue, then asking Ye Yuqiao, "Yuqiao, did our grandfather really look like this?"

"Mischievous," Ye Yuqiao laughed softly, her eyes hazy with amusement, "Even though I have never seen my grandfather in person, I've seen his portrait, and indeed, he looked like this."

"You're my girlfriend, and in a few years, you'll marry me, your grandfather is my grandfather, how is he not our grandfather?" Chen Hao explained, looking somewhat concerned, "What, don't you want to marry me in the future?"

Ye Yuqiao smiled shyly and said nothing.

All was understood without words.

From her gaze alone, Chen Hao could tell her answer.

"Bastards, Yuqiao, be careful!" Tang Jing's cry of alarm filled the great hall, echoing and making the vast palace seem empty.

Chen Hao and Ye Yuqiao turned around to see a serpent demon had already approached, stretching out its salivating, blood-red tongue.

Chen Hao quickly pulled Ye Yuqiao behind him, and at the same time, gathered a ball of Nether King's Power fire in his left palm, smashing it onto the serpent demon's tongue.

"Hiss hiss hiss!"

The serpent demon recoiled sharply, letting out painful hisses, writhing and rolling on the ground.

Suddenly, Ye Yuqiao took Chen Hao and leaped, landing next to Xie Xiaofeng and Tang Jing at the entrance of the Nether King Palace.

Because the gold statue of the Second Generation Nether King had turned into a creature with several legs and three red eyes, resembling a giant octopus with its vast, inky body.

The Clan Leaders of the Eight Great Clans had their colorful clay statues transformed into eight heavily demonic beasts, with the sneak-attacking snake demon that targeted Chen Hao and Ye Yuqiao being one of them.

At that very moment,

a sound of "snap" was heard. An invisible hand landed on Tang Jing's shoulder.

Ye Yuqiao and Chen Hao both felt a surge of faint Nether King's Power.

Chen Hao turned around and shot a beam of Nether Eye light directly towards the source of that Nether King's Power.

The moment the gentle purple Nether Eye light was emitted, a person dressed in a yellow dragon robe appeared.

That was someone who possessed both a Nether Soul and a Yin Soul, originating from the Netherworld.

The person turned his head and glared at Chen Hao, and Chen Hao could feel the oppressive and kingly aura in that gaze, which was extremely similar to the occasional inadvertent looks from Ye Yuqiao.

It was an expression that only an emperor possessed.

Furthermore, the person's gaze revealed confusion. He couldn't understand why Tang Jing seemed unaffected, despite his Hand of Death having already landed on her.

In fact, right before they descended into the tomb, Chen Hao had cast the Soul-locking Curse on both Tang Jing and Xie Xiaofeng, and he had fashioned bracelets out of red string soaked in his blood to wear on their wrists to prevent their Yin Souls from falling into the Eighteen Levels of Hell should they be hit by the Hand of Death.

After making eye contact with Chen Hao, the person in the yellow dragon robe quickly left. Judging by his Qinggong skills, he must be a martial arts expert with significant prowess.

"This Yin Soul must be the owner of this tomb, the historical Emperor Wu of Zhou!" Ye Yuqiao exclaimed, as all sorts of signs and information on the person confirmed her statement.

"Go after him quickly," Chen Hao's tone was urgent, "I will deal with the eight demons and the one devil here."

"Leave it all to you!" Xie Xiaofeng exclaimed in surprise.

"Yes!" Chen Hao nodded, his eyes firm and calm. After pushing Ye Yuqiao, Xie Xiaofeng, and Tang Jing out the door, he closed it behind them.

Then he drew the Nether King's World-Slaying Blade once again.

After the last encounter with the Dark Law King, he had set his short-term goal on the Dark Law King. Since his target was now an opponent as powerful as the Dark Law King, who was among the few at the top, facing the demonic beings in the Nether King Palace, he naturally not only had to defeat them but also do so quickly, in as little time as possible.

"Whoosh whoosh"—the sound of the blade's energy whistled through the air.

Outside the door, Xie Xiaofeng was startled by the sound of the blade's energy and said, "How far has this guy's strength actually improved?"

Ye Yuqiao looked at Xie Xiaofeng and explained, "It's not how much his strength has increased that's important—it's the fighting spirit. You could do the same, so could Tang Jing, and all of us can."

"Ah-woo!" Suddenly, a heart-wrenching howl of a wolf echoed from within the Nether King Palace.

Then with a "bang," a huge dark figure crashed against the door of the Nether King Palace; a flash of purple light, a shrill of the wind, and a splash of fresh red blood stained the pasted paper on the door.

"That's too brutal," Xie Xiaofeng joked, "Let's hurry up and chase after that person."

"That person can hide his aura; he must have been an assassin in his day, and tracking him down will probably be difficult," Ye Yuqiao said as she thought aloud, "Perhaps we can find him if we locate where his coffin is."

"But his coffin isn't inside the Nether King Palace," Xie Xiaofeng said, perplexed, "Where could it be?"

"I know a place!"

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