Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

Just after Xingxian finished his instructions, the procession of sending off the bride suddenly played music, and the music of celebration filled the world.

The red wedding dress on the Empress of Mercy seemed to be alive, stretching in all directions, covering the entire world in an instant, enveloping herself and True Monarch Panshan like a giant cocoon.

"Future Lord Yan, I'll give you a ride."

Her voice rang in the ears of Fang Chen and Xingxian.

Then, the two of them felt that the scene in front of them had changed and they had left the previous place.

I can't see the loving empress, nor can I see the true Lord Panshan.

The escorting team was still moving at a strange speed, as if teleporting, and the surrounding scene was constantly changing.

Xingxian was stunned for a while, and looked at Fang Chen in shock: "Prince Fang, I didn't expect that this kind empress is actually a loyal minister."

"She stayed behind to take care of us?"

Fang Chen looked strange.

Just seeing how the Merciful Empress had completely beaten the spirits of a group of Yin demons following her without saying a word, she didn't seem like such a character who could dedicate herself to being a back-up for others.

"I don't understand. Lord Yama has been incarnation for many years. Even some of his loyal ministers died and scattered. The last batch of Yin soldiers also died in the small underworld more than 6,000 years ago.

Even if someone is as lucky as me to break into the world, I'm afraid they are still wandering around, looking for the right person...

The Merciful Empress has no official status, but is just a wandering Yin demon pursuing a free life. How could she make such a choice? "

Xingxian frowned slightly: "Something's wrong, something's wrong here."

He had just said those words because he thought the Empress would give up on them in order to survive, but he did not expect that the choice she made was completely opposite to what he had guessed.

"The facts are in front of us. She did not betray us."

Fang Chen said softly.

Xingxian thought for a while and tentatively asked the bearers, "Where are we going?"

"Sir, go wherever you want."

One of the bearers said without looking back.

"Go to the God Burial Valley."

Xingxian pondered for a moment and said.

As expected, the escorting team moved in a different direction, and occasionally encountered some Yin demons during the process. However, most of these Yin demons were similar in strength to Xingxian, and some were on par with Fang Chen.

When they saw the wedding procession, they all avoided it like snakes and scorpions, let alone stepped forward to stop them.

It can be seen that the loving empress is quite famous in this great underworld.

After an unknown amount of time, the procession of sending off the bride suddenly slowed down. Fang Chen and Xing Xian noticed something strange. They opened the sedan curtain and looked around, only to see that the leading sedan bearers were slowly decaying.

First one person, then the second person, and then the third person. These rotten bearers turned into mummies. It was precisely because of their decay that the team slowed down.

This situation continued to spread, and in the end, all thirty-two bearers turned into mummies.

The sedan stopped in place, motionless.

"Something happened to the Empress Dowager."

Xingxian looked solemn, and walked out of the sedan with Fang Chen and looked behind him. Not only the sedan bearers turned into mummies, but the Yin demons who carried the burden also turned into mummies, motionless.

Xingxian hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward to open the red cloth on the burden and took a look, and found that there were some ordinary dowries inside.

Rice, noodles, buns with red hearts on them, dressing utensils, cabinets made by carpenters.

Without exception, these dowries have long been decayed, as if they would turn into powder at the slightest touch.

"How far is it from where we want to go?"

Fang Chen asked softly.

Xingxian looked at the surrounding scene with a solemn expression: "It should be more than a month away. During this period, we have to pass through some cities. If we take a detour, it will take several times more time."

He took a piece of bamboo from Fang Chen and stuffed it into Ji Liang's mouth. Then Ji Liang's aura changed, and the vague Yang Qi belonging to the Yin people disappeared, and his face became a little gloomy. It is no different from the Yin demons in the Great Underworld.

"You should also take one. You are a ghost traveler after all. Even Hyuyu-kun in the small underworld cannot have the same aura as the ghost demon."

Xingxian looked at Fang Chen.

Fang Chen nodded lightly and called out a bamboo stick. As expected, the aura on his body had undergone some kind of miraculous change, just like Ji Liang's, becoming more like a Yin demon.

"Even if you meet a great Yin demon like Empress Dowager Ci, they may not be able to tell your identity as Riyu-kun. This way our trip will be smoother."

Xingxian looked at Fang Chen for a few times, nodded slightly, and then the two of them quickly left the place with Ji Liang.

A few days later, Panshan Zhenjun appeared in front of the wedding procession. Looking at the procession that had turned into decay, he looked coldly at Fang Tian's painted halberd, and saw that the Empress had been pierced through the chest by it and hung on it.

"Do you know their destination?"

"How could I know? The Yin soldiers didn't trust me and never told me where Lord Yan was buried."

The Empress smiled slightly, her smile was still bright, but a little pale.

"Mother-in-law, why do you want to help them?"

Dark clouds rolled in, and a mighty sound came out.

There was a hint of respect on the face of True Monarch Panshan, and he bowed slightly to the dark clouds.

The Empress Dowager Ci's eyes showed sarcasm: "Taiyin Dragon King, why are you looking for them?

I have never had anything to do with you, so why do you want to attack me?

In the Great Underworld, I also have some friends. If they find out, I'm afraid..."

"Haha, are you threatening me?"

The white-bone dragon head slowly poked out, looking down at the Merciful Empress.

Whether it is the towering Panshan Lord or the compassionate empress, they all look extremely small in front of the bone-white dragon head:

"If your friends knew that you wanted to monopolize Yan Jun's orthodoxy, do you think... would their methods of dealing with you be more cruel than mine?"

"What do you mean by monopolizing the authority of Lord Yama? We are just Yin demons and cannot become Lord Yama at all."

The empress sneered.

"If you don't give it a try, how will you know? In the past, those Yin soldiers were so numerous that we didn't dare to act rashly."

Taiyin Dragon King said calmly: "Now is a great opportunity for you and me. If I can become Lord of Hell, I will definitely grant you a small official position so that you can travel around the world.

I heard that you have always been thinking about your husband. Don’t you want to return to the human world to be with him? "

"what do you know?"

The Empress’ eyes suddenly became a little crazy:

"You don't know anything. You are just the remnant soul of a real dragon. You still want to become Lord Yama? What a fool! Before you died, in the eyes of those immortals, you were just a little snake at best, a mount for the immortals. You This is a beggar trying to be an emperor.”

The Dragon King of Taiyin suddenly let out a dragon roar that echoed throughout the world, and almost tore the paper body of the Empress Dowager to pieces on the spot.

Finally he held back and looked at True Lord Panshan:

"I took away her wedding dress and hung her up in Jiangguang City. I want all the Yin Demons in Jiangguang City to see what the kind lady who has enslaved them for countless years would look like without any clothes."

"You dare!"

A flash of panic flashed in the eyes of the loving empress, and she was filled with shock and anger.

"Why don't I dare? If you ruin my good deeds, you should have expected this kind of outcome."

Taiyin Dragon King said with a ferocious smile.

True Monarch Panshan frowned slightly, but still did not open his mouth to refute, and left with the Mercy Lady who kept cursing.