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In addition, Zhang Hao promised that he would have his own place in this city in the future, so he handed the city seal to Zhang Hao.

But after Zhang Hao got the city seal, he was not in a hurry to revive the ancient pass, but had been transforming the city seal.

During this period of time, he has been carving the seal of a fourth-rank official on the city seal.

At this moment, the city seal was activated, and as the ancient pass was reviving, an unprecedented pressure was quietly approaching.

The Judge and Meng Po were very familiar with this pressure; it was the Yama Palace which was even more powerful than their mansions!
"impossible!"

"How can you allow an ancient pass to emit a dark power comparable to that of Yama Palace?"

"This is impossible!"

"Do you possess the power of the Ten Kings of Hell?"

"But you clearly don't have..."

Before he finished speaking, the judge saw Zhang Hao grabbing the armchair and leaping onto the roof of the Yin Yang Inn.

In the eyes of their ghosts, Zhang Hao was standing on the city wall of the ancient pass at this time, like the lord of a city or the king of a country, standing on the city wall, with his territory behind him.

He looked at the Judge and Meng Po as if they were two invaders.

Zhang Hao looked at it coldly and sat back on the armchair.

In an instant, the power of the underworld in the Yin-Yang Inn was so great that the Judge and Meng Po were suppressed and fell to their knees.

Meng Po looked up at Zhang Hao in horror, her eyes full of confusion and fear.

"you!"

"How could you possibly move the real Yama Palace here?"

"Are you really the King of Hell?"

"The Ten Kings of Hell?!"

After hearing what Meng Po and the judge said, Zhang Qilin, Hao Xie and Fatty Wang looked at Zhang Hao in shock at the same time, their eyes full of confusion.

"Could it be that... what we saw before was true?" Zhang Qilin seemed to remember something at this moment. He frowned and began to recall the scene when Zhang Hao used the fourth-rank official seal to suppress the corpse when Lin Jiu came last time.

At that time, they seemed to see an ancient yamen, blurry and hazy, and they seemed to see several ghost soldiers standing at the door of the yamen, four at first, and then became eight.

Could it be that what they saw at that time was the Hall of Yama?

Hao Xie looked at Zhang Qilin in confusion and asked, "Brother Qilin, what are you talking about? What is true?"

Fatty Wang also nodded, looking confused. He had not been in the Yin Yang Inn for a while, and always felt like he had missed something.

Although I heard Hao Xie talk about many things later, there were inevitably some omissions.

Zhang Qilin nodded slightly, looked at Zhang Hao who was sitting on the roof, and said in a deep voice.

"Do you still remember the last time Taoist Lin Jiu visited our inn?"

"At that time, neither of us was in the inn, and even the innkeeper was nowhere to be found. When we returned, the killer of the Nine-headed Bird had already fallen in the yard, dead."

"It was at that time that the innkeeper used the seal of a fourth-rank official to suppress the corpses, and the phantom of an ancient government office vaguely emerged in the inn."

After hearing this, Hao Xie thought for a moment, seemed to understand something, nodded, and continued:

"I remember that time clearly. When the Nine-Headed Bird Killer attacked, the inn was empty except for Taoist Lin Jiu. I went to collect the reward from the villagers, but the innkeeper went out mysteriously and refused to reveal where he had been when he came back."

"Could it be that he went to look for the city seal that time?"

"Also, I remember that Brother Zhang Hao moved the armchair into the morgue and activated the fourth-rank Zhengqin official seal to subdue the eight mutually restraining corpses."

"Now it seems that the shopkeeper is really prepared for a rainy day."

Zhang Qilin nodded, secretly amazed at Zhang Hao's wisdom.

It turned out that Zhang Hao had foreseen the crisis in the inn and made preparations in advance.

No wonder Zhang Hao remained calm when the Judge and Meng Po came to visit.

At this time, Daoxuan and other sect leaders in the morgue felt the powerful underworld power suddenly rising in the inn, which was even stronger than that of the Judge and Meng Po. They couldn't help but turn their heads to look at Huo Xiu'er.

"Miss Huo!"

"The dark power that permeates the inn right now is at least at the level of the Ten Kings of Hell. Could it be that Mr. Yin Yang has already broken through to the fourth level?"

"Anyone who can emit this kind of underworld power must either possess the strength of the fourth rank, or this is Yama Palace. But this is obviously not Yama Palace."

Huo Xiuer glanced at everyone and muttered to herself that she had only been at the inn for a few days and didn't know much about Zhang Hao's strength. She only knew that he was very powerful, but she didn't expect him to be so powerful. She shook her head and said:
"I don't know either. I just became your disciple today and I don't know much about the affairs of the inn."

"But you just said... my master actually has the strength of the fourth rank?"

Master Zhao of Longhu Mountain looked at Huo Xiuer in surprise, then nodded and looked at Zhang Hao on the roof, and said:
"Based on the level of this underworld power, it is at least stronger than the underworld power of the Judge and Meng Po."

"The Judge and Meng Po are both fifth-rank Hades generals of the underworld. The only one who can be stronger than them is the fourth-rank King Yama."

"But……"

"Is there really anyone in this world who can cultivate to this level?"

At this time, the red-robed Taoist nun beside her shook her head and said:
"No! The aura emanating from this Yin-Yang Master is not that strong. The dark power that made the Judge and Meng Po bow their heads was emitted from that chair!"

"I think there must be something mysterious about that chair!"

Daoxuan narrowed his eyes and looked at the chair where Zhang Hao was sitting on the roof, feeling confused.

"Huh? It looks like there's a very powerful ghost sealed in that chair."

"Looking at the strength of that ghost, it is at least as strong as the Judge and Meng Po!"

"I never thought that this small inn could hide such a powerful force!"

"This Yin Yang Master really should not be underestimated."

Thinking of his polite attitude towards Zhang Qilin and when he came to Yin Yang Inn, Daoxuan felt that this might be the best thing he had ever done in his life.

At this time, Meng Po looked at Zhang Hao in disbelief, shook her head secretly, and then shouted in a low voice:

"what on earth is it?"

"You are obviously not a fourth-rank official of the Underworld, and this is not Yama Palace. How can your place emit a power comparable to that of Yama Palace?"

Zhang Hao smiled and touched the armchair, thinking: Although the ghost in this chair is only of the eighth rank, as long as he sits on this armchair and activates the city seal of the ancient pass, he can exert the power of the underworld comparable to that of a fourth-rank Zhengqin. People who don't know the truth will think that he really has a fourth-rank ghost here. If nothing else, at least the judge and Meng Po are now subdued.

However, the revival of the ancient official road not only made the ghost in the armchair burst out with the power of the fourth level of the underworld, but the power of the ancient official road pass was much greater than this. So, he smiled and said:
"What really works is not this eighth-grade ghost, but this ancient pass!"

"The power contained in this ancient city is extremely terrifying. After all, it has gone through countless years."

"This pass will soon be revived."

"It's okay to tell you. I'm definitely not a fourth-rank official, and this is definitely not Yama Palace."

"But three hundred years ago, there was a man who specialized in collecting tolls from the ghosts passing through the pass of this ancient official road. This city is his, and so is the city seal. After hundreds of years, he has polished this city to be comparable to the Yama Palace."

"As long as the person who collects tolls is in this city, even if he only has the eighth-grade strength, he can still exert the fourth-grade dark power."

"It's just that he kept a low profile and didn't want to be discovered by you. After his death, this pass was abandoned."

"After I found the city seal, I used all my strength to draw the seal of the fourth-rank official on it. Now the entire ancient pass is covered with the seal of the fourth-rank official, and the seal fits perfectly with this ghost town."

"so……"

"It's no exaggeration to say that this place of mine is Yama's Palace."

After saying that, Zhang Hao slammed the handle of the armchair, making a crisp sound. "Bang!"

At the same time, an incomparable dark power erupted from the throne.

In the eyes of Meng Po and the judge, the house of Yin Yang Inn was constantly rising, from an ordinary little house to a thousand-foot-high wall.

Zhang Hao stood on the high wall, overlooking them with cold eyes, as if he was the one who came to judge today, and Meng Po and the judge were the prisoners being tried.

At this time, the clouds and mist on the ancient official road dissipated, and the deserted pass once again exuded the power of the underworld.

After sensing the aura of the ancient pass, the ghosts within a radius of three hundred miles all knelt down and kowtowed.

This means that in addition to Hades, a new king has been born in the underworld.

The judge looked at Meng Po with a serious face, feeling the growing weight of underworld power on him, which even made it difficult for them to stand.

He said quickly:
"Meng Po, if you have any tricks up your sleeve, use them now!"

"We all underestimated this person from the mortal world. He is definitely not as simple as we thought!"

"He can create a power that is no less powerful than that of the King of Hell. Whether he really has this power or is just taking advantage of it, if you and I want to leave here today, we have to do our best!"

Meng Po glanced at the judge, snorted coldly and said:
"Humph! You don't even need to tell me!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Meng Po gritted her teeth, as if she was making a difficult decision.

But after a few brief seconds, she had made up her mind.

"This Yin energy in your body can only be used when you can live in the underworld. If it is removed today, what is the use of this Yin energy in your body!"

"I'll fight you!"

"I just don't believe that a mortal like you can be so capable!"

After saying that, Meng Po let out a long roar, and her body suddenly grew several times larger, and the broken bowl in her hand also grew larger.

At the same time, everyone who opened their eyes saw that the bowl looked tattered and they could even see some remains of a corpse inside.

But at this time, the negative energy from Meng Po was rapidly infusing into the bowl, and soon a black cloud appeared on the rim of the bowl.

"You little brat, don't you like to put the Styx in front of your house?"

"Today I will let you taste the water of the Styx!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Meng Po raised the broken bowl in her hand, pointed it at Zhang Hao, and then shouted.

"Hey!"

Then, a blood-red column of water appeared in the broken bowl. It was like blood was drawn up from the blood pool in Hades. It flowed out of the bowl and shot towards Zhang Hao.

At the same time, the judge picked up the book of life and death in his hand and looked at Zhang Hao with cold eyes.

He opened the book of life and death and wrote a word on it.

"kill!"

As soon as he put pen to paper, the judge growled.

Immediately afterwards, a black light emanated from the Book of Life and Death, like an unmatched streak of light, and also flew towards Zhang Hao.

As soon as the black light and the blood-red water column appeared, the faces of the six sect leaders changed.

Daoxuan looked at the dark light and suddenly lost his color.

"This ghostly light... actually contains such a powerful death energy. If an ordinary living person were to be exposed to even a little bit of it, they would seek death, die of old age or disease."

"It's really unexpected that the judge's first move is so earth-shattering. If this deathly aura spreads, the entire village, including us, will be doomed!"

"How could he not care about innocent people?"

Anxiety flashed in the eyes of the Taoist nun in red. She stared at the blood-red pillar and asked in doubt.

"It is said that there is an ancient blood pool suppressed under the Ten Kings of Hell. It originated from ancient times. Anyone who drinks Meng Po soup will have their blood evil spirits remain in it."

"In theory, it takes the blood of ten generations of evil to condense one drop, but now the blood is gushing out like a spring. Even if Mr. Yin Yang has supernatural powers, I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with it."

Master Zhao nodded in agreement and sighed secretly.

"I never thought that a fight of their level would be so dangerous. It's really frightening."

"It seems that we will be buried here today!"

"The Judge and Meng Po, as the generals of the underworld, have no regard for the safety of the people!"

"Ugh……"

"If you want to leave now, I'm afraid it's too late."

"Mr. Yin Yang, you really made us suffer!"

Huo Xiu'er and the six sect leaders were hiding in the morgue together. Upon hearing this, worry became even more evident in her eyes.

She looked at Zhang Hao with mixed feelings.

"Master, you must hold on!"

"I just became your disciple for one day, you can't just leave me like this!"

"I'm still waiting for you to teach me the art of corpse stitching!"

Huo Xiuer turned to everyone anxiously and continued to ask.

"Is there no other way?"

"You are all cultivators, you should know how to fight against them!"

Daoxuan smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying:
"Meng Po and the Judge's underworld might is too strong. Although they are suppressed by the Ancient Pass, their blood evil and death energy are hard to stop."

"Blood evil and death energy are harmless to the Ancient Pass, but they are deadly poisons to Mr. Yin Yang."

"Our cultivation may be considered top-notch in the mortal world, but in a battle of this level, we are as small as ants."

"Miss Huo, you really overestimate us."

Master Zhao looked at Huo Xiuer and said with a frown.

"However, it is not impossible."

"We all know that the power of the underworld and the power of the gods counteract each other. If Mr. Yin Yang can become an immortal with a thought, and bring down a power that is no less powerful than that of the Judge and Meng Po..."

"But who in this world can do this?"

There was a gleam in Huo Xiu'er's eyes, and she murmured in a low voice.

"Become an immortal in one thought?"

An idea flashed through Huo Xiuer's mind, but after thinking about it carefully, she felt it was unlikely.

Becoming an immortal in one thought? This is too unreal.

Although she had only been there for a short time, she knew very well that the practice methods of the Yin Yang Inn were completely different from those of these ascetics.

They are practicing Taoism, and the inn is for entering the realm of Taoism.

The two are completely different.

Huo Xiuer looked at Zhang Hao worriedly, wondering if there was really no other solution. (End of this chapter)