Urban Cultivation of Immortal Emperor Invincible

Under the cover of this net, no matter how earth-shattering things happen inside, the outside world will be unaware of it, as if it was isolated from the world by an invisible barrier.

At the same time, Ye Chen began to make hand seals quickly with his hands.

His fingers were like nimble butterflies, dancing in the air. Every movement was extremely precise and had a mysterious rhythm.

As the seal was pinched, the underworld hall, which was originally filled with a dark atmosphere, began to undergo earth-shaking changes.

The thick darkness that was almost condensed into substance was quickly dispersed by a bright and soft light, as if it had met its nemesis.

In the blink of an eye, the atmosphere here changed completely, returning to the misty atmosphere of the fairyland, exuding an otherworldly aura everywhere.

The aura of the fairyland collides and interweaves with the yin energy of the underworld, but they do not interfere with each other.

Ye Chen was surrounded by the aura of chaos, which was an extremely ancient and mysterious force that gave birth to the original energy of all things in the universe.

Under the protection of this chaotic energy, the countless negative energies in the underworld had no effect on him at all.

Even if the Yin energy tried to erode his body, it would be instantly absorbed by the chaotic energy and turned into part of his own strength.

At this moment, Xie Yanran and others flew out of the chaotic space as fast as meteors.

They are agile and their movements create brilliant streaks of light and shadow.

In the blink of an eye, they occupied four sides of the hall and trapped all the people inside.

Each of them exuded a powerful aura, which echoed with Ye Chen's breath, forming an indestructible encirclement.

The King of Hell opened his eyes wide, filled with shock and disbelief.

His originally majestic face was now slightly distorted by fear, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down his forehead.

Of course he knew what the Immortal Emperor of the Immortal World meant. The Immortal World and the Underworld were two completely different, separate worlds, like two parallel lines that would never intersect.

According to the rules of the underworld, only dead souls are qualified to enter here.

And the Ye Chen in front of him, who claimed to be the Immortal Emperor, not only broke in with his physical body, but also displayed such powerful strength.

This was something that absolutely should not happen, and it completely went against the laws of nature that he knew.

The other ghost officials were even more dumbfounded. They stood there at a loss as to what to do, as if their souls had been sucked out.

Their eyes were filled with confusion and fear, as if the end of the world was coming.

The King of Hell could no longer remain calm. He suddenly stood up from his seat, and the movement caused a whistling sound in the wind.

He stretched out a trembling finger, pointed at Ye Chen and shouted angrily.

"Bold Ye Chen, even if you are the Immortal Emperor of the Immortal Realm, you cannot go against the laws of nature and come to my underworld to cause trouble. Are you really looking for death?"

His voice echoed in the hall, with a hint of cowardice.

However, Ye Chen turned a deaf ear to the King of Hell's roar.

There was a flash of disdain in his eyes, and he shouted loudly.

"Noisy!"

After saying that, Ye Chen waved his hand again.

This time, a force even more powerful than before surged out from his palm, like a surging torrent, sweeping directly towards the King of Hell.

This force instantly formed an extremely solid space cage around the King of Hell, imprisoning him inside.

The King of Hell only felt as if he was being pressed down by an invisible mountain. Every inch of his skin was under tremendous pressure, and even breathing became extremely difficult.

Ye Chen flashed and arrived in front of the King of Hell as fast as lightning.

He was like a high and mighty god, looking down at the trapped King of Hell, without a trace of mercy in his eyes.

The King of Hell never expected that Ye Chen would be so decisive and take action, let alone that he would dare to attack himself, the Lord of the Underworld.

He subconsciously wanted to release all his strength to break free from the restraints, only to see a thick black light emanating from his body, this light contained the Yin energy that he had cultivated throughout his life.

He struggled desperately, trying to break the space cage around him, and kept roaring. The sound kept echoing in the confined space, but it seemed so powerless.

However, reality cruelly told him that all this was in vain.

No matter how hard he tried, no matter how he summoned his strength, he could not move an inch.

The space that imprisoned him was like an iron barrel, indestructible.

At this moment, the King of Hell's heart was filled with fear, a fear that went deep into his bones.

He felt like a wild beast caught in a hunter's trap, waiting for an unknown fate to come.

At the same time, his mind was full of doubts, and countless question marks were circling in his heart.

He didn't understand why Ye Chen did this? How did he break through the boundary between the fairy world and the underworld? What was his purpose?

These questions entangled him like a nightmare, plunging him into endless despair.

In this mysterious and gloomy underworld, the atmosphere is as oppressive as reality.

The reason why Ye Chen acted so high-profile was that he had his own plans.

He keenly sensed that the King of Hell, who seemed to have an extremely powerful aura, was at best at the same level as the Immortal Lords in the fairy world.

Compared with the Immortal Emperor who is high above and rules the fairy world, the gap between the two is simply a world of difference.

Moreover, Ye Chen has a more urgent purpose.

He needed to quickly figure out the structure of the underworld and the distribution of power.

And the King of Hell, the almighty being in the underworld who has been in charge of judgement for countless years, must know everything about the underworld.

If he could control the King of Hell in his hands, the information he desired would flow before him endlessly like a floodgate opened.

At this moment, the King of Hell was struggling desperately. His huge body was surrounded by black yin energy, like real tentacles, constantly impacting the space around him that imprisoned him.

However, everything was in vain, as the gap in strength between the two sides was like an insurmountable chasm.

Ye Chen's figure flashed, like a golden lightning that streaked across the darkness, and instantly appeared in front of the King of Hell.

He stretched out a big hand, with a mysterious light shining on his palm, as if containing the power of the stars in the universe, and pressed it directly on the huge head of the King of Hell.

Immediately afterwards, a soul force so powerful that it shocked everyone surged out from Ye Chen's body, like an invisible torrent, rushing directly towards the King of Hell's sea of ​​consciousness.

In the King of Hell's sea of ​​consciousness, the scene was even more thrilling.

This is a dark and vast space, and the power of the soul is like a black storm, raging and roaring in it.

After Ye Chen's soul power entered, it quickly transformed into a smaller version of himself, surrounded by brilliant golden light, like the sun in the darkness.

He formed seals with his hands quickly like a phantom, and mysterious runes flashed at his fingertips.

These runes are intertwined with each other, and they will plant the mark of dominating life and death in the sea of ​​consciousness of the King of Hell's soul.

At this critical moment, the soul of the King of Hell also condensed into a tall human figure.

This figure exuded a strong yin energy and his eyes flashed with a dark green light, like an evil spirit from the depths of hell.

He quickly made seals with his hands. As the seals changed, the surrounding soul power gathered madly to form a long sword emitting a sharp cold light.

There are countless ancient and mysterious runes engraved on the blade of this sword, and each rune is like a soul screaming in pain.

The King of Hell waved his hand, and the long sword, with the momentum of destroying the world, stabbed towards Ye Chen's soul incarnation.

Seeing this, Ye Chen was also very surprised.

He could clearly feel that the King of Hell's soul power had actually reached the emperor level.

It seems that the underworld is indeed mainly focused on cultivating Yin energy and soul power. After all, this is the place where souls gather and has unique conditions for cultivation.

However, Ye Chen was not afraid at all.