Hell Emperor

Chapter 272 Shura Jie - On Stage

The dull bell sound spread, which also meant that the competition concerning the main account officially began.

In the crowd below the stage, Lin Hanyan was anxious. She looked around for Ye Jie, but unfortunately she failed to find him. Instead, she saw some unusual figures, which surprised her for a while.

"Those people, are they the ghost messengers of the Northern Qinglian Palace? Are they also coming to the Mingling Palace to join in the fun..."

"Wait, how come even the ghost messengers of the Pingdeng Palace and the auspicious beast Di Ting are here?"

"That breath is from the immortals of the Xuannv Sect... The Mingling Palace is their territory. I don't know how many people were alarmed by this competition..."

Feeling the supreme immortal power coming from afar, Lin Hanyan shuddered, but saw that the great powers who had been elusive in the past gathered here, waiting for the result of the competition together. Everyone's face was extremely solemn, and the atmosphere was terrifyingly solemn.

Under the suppression of the equality formation, everyone's realm was limited to the level of the sixth revolution, but the sixth revolution alone was enough to shock Lin Hanyan. She couldn't imagine how powerful the immortals at that level could show.

On the stage, Su Miao, as a candidate for the Nether Spirit Hall competition, took the lead and attracted cheers from the audience as soon as she appeared. Everyone was cheering for her with all their might!

"Fairy Miaorou, please teach Shura of the Demon Palace a lesson on behalf of the Nether Spirit Hall."

"The hope of the Nether Spirit Hall rests on you, you must win!"

"Let them know that we are not easy to mess with!"

The cheers of the crowd came from her ears. Su Miao smiled lightly and turned to look at the people walking behind her: "Masters, did you hear that? They are all cheering for us. We can't let everyone down. We must win this competition!"

In addition to the Fairy Yaoyin with a golden hairpin, there were two other fairies with different looks on the stage with Su Miao.

One of them wore a red skirt with blooming flowers embroidered with gold thread, and the other wore clouds as her skirt, and her figure was shrouded in soft clouds. The common point of the two fairies is that they have an extraordinary temperament and are not worldly. Their realm is even higher than that of the fifth-turn Fairy Yaoyin, and they are at the sixth-turn realm!

"The main account belongs to Master Mingji and cannot be lost. Su Miao, we are helping you this time to ensure that nothing goes wrong." The fairy in the red skirt spoke slowly, with a hint of unquestionable meaning in her words.

Fairy Yaoyin smiled calmly: "Master Honghua, leave this competition to me and Su Miao. Maybe we don't need your help and Master Yunshang to decide the winner."

The fairy called Master Yunshang chuckled: "That's the best, but the Shura of the Demon Palace should not be underestimated. No one knows what they have prepared. Besides, I heard that even that person will come..."

Fairy Yunshang's words seemed to mention some taboos. The eyes of the fairies froze, and their beautiful faces lost their spirits. Instead, there was only lingering caution.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Su Miao hurriedly said: "What if she came? With the equality formation, even if that person has the ninth level, he can't exert his true strength. Besides, we have so many ancestors here, are we afraid of her alone? If the competition fails, will she dare to rob the main account?"

"That's what I said, but..." Fairy Yunshang hesitated, and finally just sighed deeply, with worry in her bright eyes.

Yao Yin seemed to have remembered something, and was about to speak, but was interrupted by an overwhelming booing.

The booing was like a tide, completely drowning out the words of the fairies. Not even a word could be heard clearly. All that could be heard was the thunderous sound passing through the ears, followed by endless shouting and cursing.

"Go back to your Demon Palace! You are not welcome here!"

"Don't even think about taking away the main tent of the Nether Spirit Palace. Fairy Miao Rou will severely defeat you!"

"With you, you are not even a ghost fairy, and you want to win the championship of this competition? Get out of here!"

The targets of the people's scolding and booing were Ye Jie and Ren Changhong who came on stage later.

Unlike Su Miao and others, Ye Jie and the others were booed as soon as they came on stage. Everyone shouted and yelled, and didn't give them a good look at all.

Behind Ye Jie, Ren Changhong's face turned pale. The overwhelming booing was a bit unbearable even with her concentration.

After all, she was the ghost messenger of the year. No matter which Yama Palace she went to, she would be treated with great respect. Even if the ghost fairy spoke to her, she had to be polite. How could she have been treated like this?

If she had not been carrying out an important mission on this trip, she would have wanted to leave in anger and not bear this for a moment.

"Are you okay?"

Ye Jie asked with concern after noticing Ren Changhong's abnormality.

Unlike Ren Changhong, Ye Jie looked calm and had no discomfort. He had suffered countless cold eyes in Guangwang Palace. For this kind of momentum, it was already a commonplace and was not affected at all.

"It's okay..."

Ren Changhong took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

"This is the home court of the Nether Spirit Palace. If you become anxious and even perform abnormally because of those voices, that would be what those people want." Ye Jie's tone was neither hurried nor slow.

Ren Changhong nodded subconsciously, and suddenly realized that he couldn't help but push Ye Jie: "What are you doing? When is it your turn to teach me these things? I should be the one teaching you! You can't make any mistakes just because of those people's boos. If you are timid and make mistakes, I will not forgive you!"

Ye Jie's mouth twitched. He didn't know how Ren Changhong saw that he was timid. She was obviously the one who was more afraid.

However, Ye Jie was still unsure about the result of the competition and was a little scared.

He and Ren Changhong cooperated with each other and could only transform into a fifth-grade Nether Spirit Magical Treasure. However, the Xingyue Linglong Moth was of the fourth grade.

The fourth-grade Nether Spirit Magical Treasure was also a rare thing, not to mention in the mortal world, even in the hands of immortals. However, relying on the fourth grade alone could not necessarily guarantee victory.

After all, the Nether Spirit Hall was the birthplace of the Nether Spirit Divine Art. Ye Jie didn't know to what extent Su Miao had cultivated the Nether Spirit Divine Art. If she evolved a divine weapon, she would really lose.

Ren Changhong didn't have these concerns. Anyway, she only had Ye Jie as her helper. Whether she won or lost depended entirely on the performance of the two on the spot, and there was no more room for operation.

Since the two came on stage, the boos from the crowd have never stopped, and even intensified. From time to time, some stones and leaves were thrown at the two. Thanks to the protective shield on the stage, the things thrown by the crowd were blocked.

In this situation, Ye Jie couldn't help but sigh. Even if Xuehe Shura didn't take action, judging from the hatred of the people in the Nether Spirit Hall towards the Shuras, the attack would happen sooner or later.

Offstage, Lin Hanyan and other Shuras also heard the continuous boos from the crowd.

Hearing them slandering the Demon Hall like this, the Shuras were dissatisfied and wanted to clear the name of the Demon Hall. Unfortunately, the weak voices they made were soon drowned out by the waves of the crowd. Even if they shouted their throats out, they would not make any waves, so they had to give up helplessly.

At this moment, everyone in the arena, whether it was the candidates participating in the competition on the stage or the audience in the audience, suddenly felt a sudden palpitation for no reason. The whole heart seemed to be pinched by an invisible big hand. Even breathing required all the strength of the whole body.

This abnormality did not only happen to those with low cultivation. The higher the cultivation, the stronger the feeling at this time. Even those high-ranking six-turn immortals were also surprised and looked extremely horrified.

In the distant sky, a magnificent dragon roar suddenly sounded. The dragon roar contained overwhelming power. Anyone who heard this sound felt their soul tremble and couldn't help but bow down.

"What kind of dragon is that?"

Ye Jie's pupils shrank. After cultivating the Dragon Transformation to the Daoshi stage, he had a far greater understanding of the dragon than ordinary people. It can be said that there is no dragon in the world that he can't distinguish.

However, from the magnificent and loud dragon roar, he could not tell what kind of dragon made this sound. He only felt his body soften, and all the dragon essence in his body was dormant. He instinctively hid himself and did not dare to act rashly in front of the owner of the dragon roar.

This feeling was even better than the first time Ye Jie saw the Lord of Guangwang Palace perform the Qianlong Tengyuan. The strong sense of oppression drilled into the depths of Ye Jie's mind, and he could never forget it!

Looking up, a huge shadow outline appeared on the sky in the distance. When the outline approached, Ye Jie finally saw the whole picture of this thing. It was a demon dragon. The demon dragon was a thousand feet long and had nine dragon heads. Each dragon head was covered with golden scales, majestic and extraordinary.

The most amazing thing was that behind the demon dragon, there was a luxurious and extraordinary carriage. The carriage was made of gold, and the surroundings were dotted with bright pearls, and even the wheels were shining.

"That is..." Ye Jie took a deep breath, and many thoughts flashed through his mind.

The mighty and extraordinary demon dragon that surpassed everyone was actually just a divine beast used to pull a cart. In the Hades, there was only one person who could have such power!

"The Lord of the Demon Luo Palace has arrived!"

The grand announcement resounded throughout the field. No matter where you were in the Hades Palace, you could hear the name of the Lord of the Demon Luo Palace! Everyone in the field was trapped in an endless winter, cold all over, and dared not face the master of millions of Shuras, the Lord of the Demon Luo Palace who had ascended to the ninth level!

With a crisp sound of stepping on the ground, the car door opened, and a heroic and extraordinary woman walked down. She was wearing a black cloak and heavy boots. Her star-like eyes revealed a bold and unruly look. The world was not taken seriously by her.

Even if it was suppressed by the equality formation, it could not suppress the vast momentum of the ninth level. In front of her, many ghosts and immortals who were used to being majestic on weekdays had to tuck their tails and be cautious.

"Great, it's Lord Moruo who's here!"

Seeing this person, Ren Changhong felt happy, and felt that his previous stage fright was swept away.

With Lord Moruo's support, who else in the underworld has a bigger backer than her? In front of Lord Moruo, all ghosts have nowhere to hide!

Sure enough, as Ren Changhong said, when Lord Moruo came, the boos that had been endless before suddenly stopped. No one rushed to make a scene in front of Lord Moruo. Seeing her was like seeing the Emperor of the Underworld who once commanded the Ten Palaces. Any disrespect would bring about a fatal disaster.

Looking at Moruo, Ye Jie was a little nervous. He didn't expect that even Moruo, who had ascended to the ninth level, would come to this competition in person.

With Lord Moruo's eyesight, he might be able to see his abnormality at a glance. Ye Jie didn't think that Lin Hanyan's talisman could deceive Lord Moruo, who had ascended to the ninth level. If she asked about it, Ye Jie really didn't know how to explain it.

Not knowing if it was his illusion, Ye Jie found that Moro's eyes lingered on him for a moment, and there seemed to be some deep meaning in them.

Fortunately, this situation did not last too long. When Moruo arrived, a purple-dressed woman with extraordinary strength flew up from the Nether Spirit Hall and stood against him from a distance, rolling up thousands of dim lights in the sky.

Seeing this person, everyone exclaimed:

"It's the Lord of the Nether Spirit Hall, Fairy Mingji!"

"The two hall masters' auras are tit-for-tat, it seems that this competition is going to be serious..."

"I just hope nothing unexpected happens... With the strength of the Nether Spirit Hall, we can't afford to offend the Moruo Hall. How many people in the world can defeat the Lord of the Moruo Hall who has reached the ninth level?"

The only one who is qualified to stand against the Lord of the Moruo Hall from a distance is the Lord of the Nether Spirit Hall, who has the most honorable status in the Nether Spirit Hall! The power of Moruo's arrival is so great, how can Mingji sit idly by? If this continues, I am afraid that the people who support her will also turn to the side of the Moruo Hall.

Looking at the unyielding Ming Ji, Mo Luo smiled slowly, as if he had already seen the result of victory: "Master of Ming Ling Palace, I will decide your main account!"

"The ownership of the main account should be determined by the result of the competition. I hope Master Mo Luo will not cheat when the time comes." Ming Ji answered slowly, with full confidence in her words.

The confrontation between the two palace masters made the people around them dare not even breathe. Seeing that the conflict would be ignited at any time if the situation continued like this, it was the people from the Pingdeng Palace who came forward to ease the situation a little.

But the auspicious beast Di Ting soared up and came between the two people, and took the initiative to say: "I will be the referee of this competition. With the witnesses of the people from the Pingdeng Palace, you don't have to worry about the result of the competition, just show your own strength!"

The words of Di Ting also made everyone in the audience nod repeatedly.

The fairness of the Pingdeng Palace is well-known throughout the underworld. With the people of the Pingdeng Palace as referees, there is no need to worry that the result of the competition will be manipulated by others and there will be shady dealings. The judges of the Equality Hall have always been fair and selfless, never mixing personal feelings. Even many competitions held by the immortals in the sky will invite people from the Equality Hall to testify to show fairness.

The most fair place in the Equality Hall is the Equality Formation. Under the suppression of the Equality Formation, even immortals with higher realms will be forcibly suppressed and can only show the realm within the limitations of the formation. There is nothing fairer in the world than this.

"Everyone is here, the competition starts now!" Ming Ji nodded to Di Ting, and Di Ting spoke loudly, announcing the start of the competition.