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Before they even stepped into the inn, they had already witnessed the Yin-Yang master's superb skills, which made them feel ashamed of themselves.

Tianshi Zhao nodded and said mysteriously, "Daoxuan, you should have seen that layer of fog, right?"

Daoxuan nodded, "I saw it, and I'm sure you did too."

The conversation between the two confused the people around them. They looked at each other and speculated on their hidden meanings.

"What fog? Why are they talking so obscurely and incomprehensibly?" someone whispered.

Tianshi Zhao shook his head and sighed, "With our cultivation, we are unable to penetrate the fog even after opening our spiritual eyes. It is hard to imagine how terrifying the gentleman in the Yin Yang Inn is!"

"Fellow Daoist Lin Jiu from Maoshan mentioned the Yin Yang Inn to me before. At that time, I didn't believe that there was such a powerful person in the world."

"Now it seems that I have lived in Longhu Mountain for too long and my experience is too short."

As the leaders of a sect, they can naturally open their spiritual eyes.

But they are not like Daoxuan and Zhao Tianshi, who can sense the existence of the moat without opening their spiritual eyes.

After hearing the two people mention spiritual eyes, they all started to practice energy to open them.

Soon after, they saw layers of mist rising around the Yin Yang Inn.

Soon, the mist became thicker and thicker, and the Yin Yang Inn gradually disappeared in the mist.

At the same time, they also saw the water of the River Styx under the mist. The water was filled with chills, making people shudder.

"Oh my god!" The red-robed Taoist nun exclaimed, her eyes full of disbelief, "Master Zhao, is there already a Styx River here? Or... was it opened up by someone using magical powers?"

"If it's the former, it's not a big deal. After all, the world is so big that there are all kinds of things. But it's just too much of a coincidence that there's a Styx here."

"But if it was opened up by humans..."

“That’s incredible!”

"Are there really such powerful people in the world?" The leader of Mount Emei couldn't help but sigh.

Everyone looked at the Styx in front of them. The Kunlun Mountain Sect Master took a breath and said, "I heard that there is a powerful being who can use his magical powers to move the water of the Styx to a certain place. But the water of the Styx is extraordinary. The person who can move it must at least reach the Dharmakaya realm."

"Compared to the people of Xuantong Yin and Yang, he is at least a fifth-grade existence."

"Has Mr. Yin Yang of Yin Yang Inn become so powerful?"

Although their realms and grades are different, they can be converted into each other.

If calculated by rank, the most powerful among them is only at the seventh rank, namely Zhao Tianshi of Mount Longhu and Daoxuan Zhenren of Mount Wudang.

The second is the red-dressed Taoist nun from Mount Qingcheng. Her strength should be at the peak of the eighth rank.

The people in Kunlun Mountain, Emei Mountain and Kongtong Mountain are at the lower level of the eighth grade.

The seventh rank is a symbol of the highest strength for the six sect leaders.

Of course, this is based on realm, not including combat power. If we only talk about combat power, the role of grade will fluctuate greatly.

But now they guessed that the Yin-Yang Master of Yin-Yang Inn must be at least of the sixth rank, which could not help but shock them.

Everyone looked at each other and smiled bitterly in their hearts.

They thought they were the best in the world, but now it seems they are still far behind this Yin-Yang Master.

Daoxuan shook his head and said, "Well, these magic arrays and the water of the Styx seem to be set up to block the ghosts, and they are no obstacle to us. Since we have come to the Yin Yang Inn, we might as well go in and pay it a visit."

"I heard from my apprentice that the Yin Yang Inn is only open at night, so it shouldn't be a bother to go there now."

Everyone nodded and walked towards the Yin Yang Inn.

When they reached the door of the inn, they couldn't help but glance at the tightly closed door and the symbol on the threshold, and surprise appeared in their eyes again.

"The door god on this door actually has spiritual power flowing through it!"

"And it is still absorbing the energy of the surrounding heaven and earth to replenish the consumed spiritual power."

"Is this also the masterpiece of that Yin-Yang master?" said the leader of Kongtong Mountain while looking at the door god carving on the door.

"If that's the case, then Mr. Yin Yang's understanding and mastery of spiritual power is far beyond ours!"

At this time, Dao Chong also nodded and pointed at the talisman on the threshold and said, "There is also spiritual power flowing on this evil-repelling talisman. I only realized the ability to draw talismans with spiritual power when I first entered the external scene realm."

"But even though I have understood it, it doesn't mean I can always get it right. It's fine for drawing some simple spells, but it won't work for complicated spells."

“Although this evil-repelling talisman is simple, the method of using spiritual power as a pen is not something that everyone can do.”

"It seems that this Yin Yang Master is really like what my apprentice said, he is an otherworldly expert!"

Wang Ye had mentioned the matter of this talisman to Daoxuan at the beginning.

Although it was just a talisman to ward off evil spirits, it seemed like a very remarkable thing to Wang Ye and Daoxuan.

It can be said that Daoxuan can now also draw this talisman to ward off evil spirits.

But he was only able to draw it after his breakthrough in recent days, which was unthinkable before.

The six sect leaders were like a group of inexperienced students at this moment. Coming to the gate of Yin Yang Inn was like a group of high school students standing at the gate of a university. Even the poems on the stone tablet at the school gate seemed profound and mysterious.

After seeing all this, Taoist Master Daoxuan of Wudang Mountain also began to believe what Wang Ye had seen and heard.

He nodded, straightened his clothes, and then bowed and shouted to the inside of the door: "I am Daoxuan, the head of Wudang, and I have come to Yinyang Inn to thank you for sending my ancestors away. I hope to meet Mr. Yinyang!"

At the same time, Master Zhao of Mount Longhu also bowed and said, "I am Master Zhao of Mount Longhu. I have received a letter from Master Yin Yang to claim the corpse!"

After the leader of Mount Emei and several other leaders looked at each other, they also introduced themselves.

However, after a long time, there was no movement in the Yin Yang Inn, as if no one was there.

At this moment, the human skin lantern at the door suddenly shook a few times. Then a deep and creepy voice came from the lantern: "The inn has rules before the time comes. No waiting after the deadline, no reception too early!"

Thousands of Yinchai gathered at the entrance of the ancient official road outside Fengmen Village. They stood in neat rows on both sides of the ancient official road, and each Yinchai looked straight ahead at the Yin Shuai who was slowly walking towards them.

Standing in front of the ghosts was a ghost dressed in a white brocade robe, a pointed round hat, and holding a mourning stick.

This person is none other than Bai Wuchang among the Black and White Impermanence.

Due to the excessive consumption of Yin energy in the foggy moat outside the Yin-Yang Inn last time, Hei Wuchang chose to stay in the ghost town this time and did not appear in the army of Yin messengers.

The ancient official road looks particularly spectacular at this moment.

The Yinchai's body shape is no different from that of an ordinary person, and their height is similar.

Perhaps due to the difference in rank, the ghost messenger Bai Wuchang is slightly taller than the ordinary ghost messengers.

However, when compared with the judge who was slowly approaching, Bai Wuchang seemed much smaller.

The judge's body was as thick as a thatched hut, and his height was at least three meters. He looked particularly sturdy and strong as he walked among the Yinchai.

When ordinary ghost messengers felt the breath of the judge, they were already trembling with fear and dared not even breathe.

When the judge walked in front of Bai Wuchang, Bai Wuchang suddenly leaned forward and knelt on the ground, his tone full of awe: "Bai Wuchang, the soul-collector of the underworld, greets the judge!"

The burly figure of the judge stood in front of Bai Wuchang like a huge monster.

He nodded, then snorted and asked, "Is this the place you are talking about?"

Bai Wuchang nodded, then pointed in the direction of the deserted pass and replied, "Your Excellency, this is where Hei Wuchang and I discovered the fog array last time. And according to the report from our ghost messenger, there is a farm hidden in the fog array. Our ghost messenger who disappeared before disappeared after entering this farm. After much deduction and investigation, our seventh-rank ferryman Zhao Li also disappeared here. Your Excellency, if nothing unexpected happens, this should be the hiding place of the person from the world of the living."

The judge nodded, turned his gaze to the deserted pass, and said calmly: "This ancient official road does have some mysteries. Someone actually changed the Feng Shui pattern here and hid it. If you don't look carefully, it's really hard to find that there is an ancient official road hidden here. It seems that the person who arranged this place really has some tricks."

"But I see that the previous owner of this pass seems to have passed away thirty thousand years ago. If converted into earthly time, that person should have been dead for three hundred years. He shouldn't have appeared again!"

Bai Wuchang nodded and continued to report: "My Lord, the former gatekeeper of this ancient official road did die of illness three hundred years ago. But when he was alive, according to the archives, he was already 438 years old! He also guarded this ancient official road for nearly three hundred years. But now this ancient official road shows signs of revival, which should be related to that person in the world of the living. My Lord, this person not only kidnapped our underworld's ferryman, but also detained our underworld messenger. His crime is extremely heinous. I hope you will severely punish this person to show the majesty of our underworld!"

The judge stroked his beard, glanced in the direction of Fengmen Village, and said calmly, "No hurry. Where's Meng Po? Why can't I see her?"

Bai Wuchang looked around and replied, "Sir, we have already informed Lady Mengpo. As for when she will arrive, we..."

The judge nodded. "Well, I know this old woman's temper. Forget it, let's wait. If she doesn't come, I will punish her according to the rules of the underworld and let her continue to sell soup on the Naihe Bridge for 30,000 years!"

As soon as the words fell, a proud voice came from behind the judge: "Humph! I have been selling soup for three million years. Why would I care about your thirty thousand years? Judge, if you want to save face, just say it. Don't be so hypocritical!"

Suddenly, a tiny figure appeared at the end of the ancient official road. At first glance, the figure seemed to be only the size of a mung bean.

But the voice seemed to ring right next to my ears.

Then, the figure suddenly ran a long distance away, and its body became much larger. At least now we can see clearly who it is.

In the blink of an eye, the figure had already arrived beside the judge.

Judging from her stature, she was about the same size as the judge. The person who came was none other than Meng Po from the underworld.

Although her strength is not as good as the Judge's, her abilities are almost the same.

When Bai Wuchang saw Meng Po, he immediately bowed his head and said, "The soul-collector of the underworld..."

Before Bai Wuchang could finish, Meng Po waved her hand impatiently and interrupted him: "I know who you are, stop wasting time! I really don't know what you two brothers, Black and White Wuchang, do for a living! You have to call so many ghost messengers to capture a person from the mortal world, and you even called me and the judge over as well. You are so brave!"

Bai Wuchang broke out in a cold sweat when he heard this. He didn't even dare to look at Meng Po, let alone say a word of defense. He just nodded and said, "Your Excellency is right! I am not strong enough, there is really nothing I can do! The last time I came, I almost lost my life. Hei Wuchang's strength also regressed because of this, and he lost a thousand years of good deeds in vain. If I didn't have this ability, I would never disturb the peace of the two adults!"

Black and White Impermanence hold a sixth-rank official position in the underworld.

As a result, he actually fell here, which made Meng Po take a closer look at this place.

"Has Hei Wuchang's strength declined? That guy was so cautious that he was afraid of being hit by bricks even when walking next to a wall. How could he suffer such a big loss? It must be because you, Bai Wuchang, didn't listen to my advice and dragged Hei Wuchang down!"

"But I am a little curious about the origins of this person who can make you two sixth-rank ghost messengers lose face!"

Bai Wuchang smiled and said, "Sir, he is just a mortal. If you two take action, I'm afraid you can crush him to death with just one hand!"

Meng Po snorted coldly, glanced at the judge and said, "Is it really that easy? The fact that the man from the mortal world could make both of you Black and White Impermanence lose face is enough to prove that his strength is above yours! It would take the judge and I some time to crush you Black and White Impermanence with one hand, so how can you crush this man from the mortal world with one hand? You make it sound so easy."

"Judge, you are probably worried that the person from the mortal world is too powerful, so you called me, an old woman, along, right?"

There was no expression on the judge's serious face. He seemed to have long been accustomed to Meng Po's attitude and tone. Therefore, there was no sign of discomfort or anger on the judge's part.

It seemed that this was the Meng Po he knew.

So he shook the Book of Life and Death in his hand, nodded and said, "I have just seen the magic circle in Fengmen Village. The grade of the magic circle is not small. It is a fifth-grade formation and should not be underestimated. But if you and I go together, no matter how powerful the people in the world are, they can't make any waves. Let's stop talking nonsense and go and take a look first!"

After saying this, the judge took the lead and walked towards the Yin Yang Inn.

The reason why they were waiting here before was mainly because Meng Po had not arrived yet.

Now that Meng Po has arrived, there is no need to wait any longer.

And the reason for waiting for Meng Po was the same as what Meng Po guessed - the person who could make both Black and White Impermanence suffer a defeat must be very powerful.

I came here today to see that it was indeed the case.

Even the magic formation outside the inn is of the fifth grade. This kind of work is not something that ordinary people can do.

If one does not have the strength of the fourth rank, he would basically not place a fifth rank formation outside to guard the door.

Meng Po behind him looked at the judge's figure, shook her head and chased after him.

Bai Wuchang showed a hint of joy when he saw this. This was not the first time he had dealt with Zhang Hao.

At first, he was summoned by Zhang Hao, and then a mysterious man suddenly appeared and pretended to be a fourth-rank official with Zhang Hao to deceive him. In the end, it was discovered that the two were actually in the same group. (End of this chapter)