In addition, Zhang Hao promised that he could 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 kept transforming the city seal.
During this period of time, he has been carving the fourth-grade Zhengqin official seal on the city seal.
At this moment, the city seal was activated, and while the ancient pass was recovering, an unprecedented pressure was quietly coming.
Both the judge and Po Meng are very familiar with this coercion, which is the Palace of Yama that is even more powerful than their mansion!
"Impossible!"
"How can you make an ancient pass exude a power comparable to that of the Yama Palace?"
"This is impossible!"
"Do you have the strength of the Ten Palaces of Yama?"
"But you clearly don't have..."
Before he finished speaking, the judge saw Zhang Hao grabbing the Taishi chair and jumping onto the roof of Yin Yang Inn.
In the eyes of their ghosts, Zhang Hao was standing on the city wall at the ancient pass, like the lord of a city and the king of a country, standing on the city wall with his territory behind him.
He looked at the judge and Po Meng as if they were two intruders.
Zhang Hao looked at him coldly and sat back on the Taishi chair again.
In an instant, the Yin Yang Inn became so powerful that the judge and Po Meng were suppressed and fell to their knees.
Po Meng looked up at Zhang Hao in horror, her eyes full of doubts and fear.
"You!"
"How could you bring the real Yama Palace here?"
"Are you really the Tenth Palace of Yama?"
"Ten Halls of Yama?!"
After hearing what Meng Po and the judge said, Zhang Qilin, Hao Xie and Fatty Wang looked at Zhang Hao in shock, with doubts in their eyes.
"Could it be that... what we saw before is true?" Zhang Qilin seemed to remember something at this time, frowned, and began to recall the last time Lin Jiu came, when Zhang Hao used the fourth-grade Zhengqin official seal to suppress the corpse. scene.
At that time, they seemed to see an ancient yamen, vague and hazy, and they seemed to see several Yin soldiers standing at the yamen gate, four at first, and then eight.
Could it be that what they saw at that time was the Hall of Hell?
Hao Xie looked at Zhang Qilin in confusion and couldn't help but ask: "Brother Qilin, what are you talking about? What is true?"
Fatty Wang also nodded, with a confused look on his face. He had been away from Yin Yang Inn for a while, and he always felt like he had missed something.
Although I later heard Hao Xie say a lot of things, there were inevitably some omissions.
Zhang Qilin nodded slightly, looked at Zhang Hao who was sitting on the roof, and then said in a deep voice.
"Do you still remember the last time Taoist Lin Jiu came to our inn?"
"At that time, neither of us were in the inn, and even the shopkeeper was nowhere to be found. When we returned, the killer of the Nine-Headed Bird had fallen dead in the courtyard."
"It was at that time that the shopkeeper used the official seal of the Fourth Grade Zhengqin to restrain the corpses, and the phantom of the ancient yamen vaguely appeared in the inn."
After hearing the words, Hao Xie thought for a moment, seemed to have some understanding, nodded, and then said:
"I remember that time clearly. When the Nine-Headed Bird Killer attacked, the inn was empty except for Lin Jiudao. I went to collect payment from the villagers, but the shopkeeper went out mysteriously and refused to reveal his whereabouts when he came back."
"Could it be that he went to look for the city seal that time?"
"Moreover, I remember that little brother Zhang Hao moved the Grand Master's chair into the morgue and activated the official seal of the Fourth Grade Zhengqin to calm the eight corpses that were restraining each other."
"Now it seems that the shopkeeper is really prepared for a rainy day."
Zhang Qilin nodded, secretly amazed at Zhang Hao's resourcefulness.
It turned out that Zhang Hao had long foreseen a crisis in the inn, so he made preparations in advance.
No wonder Zhang Hao remained calm and unhurried when the judge and Mrs. Meng came to visit.
At this time, Daoxuan and other sect leaders in the morgue felt the powerful underworld power that suddenly rose in the inn, even surpassing the judge and Po Meng, and couldn't help but turn their heads to look at Huo Xiuer.
"Miss Huo!"
"The underworld power that permeates the inn now is at least the level of the Tenth Palace Yama. Could it be that Mr. Yin Yang has already broken through to the fourth level?"
"Those who can exude this kind of underworld power must either have fourth-level strength, or this is the Hall of Yama. But this is obviously not the Hall of Yama."
Huo Xiuer glanced at everyone and muttered to herself that she had only been in the inn for a few days and didn't know much about Zhang Hao's strength. I only knew he was very powerful, but I didn't expect him to be so powerful. She shook her head and said:
"I don't know either. I just became a disciple today and I know very little about the inn."
"But you just said... does my master actually have the strength of the fourth grade?"
Zhao Tianshi from Longhu Mountain glanced 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 Judge and Meng Po."
"The judge and Po Meng are both fifth-rank underworld generals in 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 Taoist nun in red shook her head and said:
"No! The aura exuding from Mr. Yin and Yang is not that strong. The power of the underworld that made both the judge and Po Meng bow their heads is emanating from that chair!"
“I think it’s that chair that holds a secret!”
Daoxuan narrowed his eyes and looked at the chair on the roof where Zhang Hao was sitting, feeling confused.
"Huh? There seems to be a very powerful ghost sealed in that chair."
"Look at the strength of that ghost, at least it is not inferior to the judge and Po Meng!"
"I didn't expect that this small inn would actually have such great power!"
"This Mr. Yin and Yang should not be underestimated."
Thinking of his previous polite attitude towards Zhang Qilin and when he came to Yin Yang Inn, Daoxuan felt that this might be the most correct thing he had done in his life.
At this time, Mrs. Meng looked at Zhang Hao in disbelief, shook her head secretly, and then shouted in a low voice:
"What on earth is going on?"
"You are obviously not a fourth-rank official in the underworld, and this is not the Hall of Hell. How come your place can exude underworld power comparable to that of the Hall of Hell?"
Zhang Hao raised a smile on his lips, touched the Grand Master's chair, and thought to himself: Although the ghost in this chair is only at the eighth level of strength, as long as he sits on this Grand Master's chair and activates the city seal of the ancient pass, he can exert incredible power. Compared with the power of the Fourth Rank Zhengqin. People who don't know about it would think that he really has a fourth-grade ghost here. Apart from anything else, at least the judge and Mrs. Meng were restrained now.
However, reviving the ancient official road not only caused the ghost in the Taishi's chair to burst out with fourth-level underworld power, 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 very terrifying, after all, it has experienced endless years."
"This pass is about to come back to life."
"It's okay to tell you. I am indeed not a fourth-grade Zhengqin, and this is indeed not the Hall of Yama."
"But three hundred years ago, there was a person who collected tolls from ghosts at the pass of the ancient official road. This city belonged to him, and the city seal also belonged to him. After hundreds of years, this city has been polished by him It is comparable to the Palace of Yama.”
"The person who specializes in collecting tolls, as long as he is in this city, even if he only has an eighth-level strength, he can still exert his fourth-level underworld power."
"It's just that he keeps a low profile and doesn't want to be discovered by you. After his death, the pass became deserted."
"After I found the city seal, I used all my strength to draw the official seal of the fourth rank Zhengqin on it. Now the entire ancient pass is covered with the official seal of the fourth rank Zhengqin, and the official seal fits this ghost town perfectly."
"So..."
"It is not an exaggeration to say that my place is the Hall of Yama."
After saying that, Zhang Hao suddenly slapped the handle of the Grand Master's chair, making a crisp sound. "Bang!"
At the same time, an unparalleled power erupted from the Grand Master's chair.
In the eyes of Po Meng and the judge, the house in Yin Yang Inn was also rising continuously, from an ordinary hut to a high wall.
Zhang Hao stood on the high wall, overlooking them, his eyes cold, as if he was the one who came to trial today, and Po Meng and the judge were the prisoners being judged.
At this time, the clouds and fog on the ancient official road dispersed, and the abandoned pass once again exuded the power of the underworld.
After sensing the aura of the ancient pass, all the ghosts within a radius of three hundred miles knelt down and kowtowed.
This means that in addition to Hades, a new king was born in the underworld.
The judge looked at Po Meng with a serious face, feeling the power of the underworld getting heavier and heavier on his body, which even made it difficult for them to stand.
He quickly said:
"Mr. Meng, if you have any backup plans now, use them quickly!"
"We have all underestimated this man from the earthly world. He is definitely not as simple as we thought!"
"Being able to create a power that is not inferior to that of the King of Hell, no matter whether he really has such strength or is opportunistic, you and I have to try our best to leave here today!"
Po Meng glanced at the judge, snorted coldly and said:
"Hmph! You don't have to say it!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Po Meng gritted her teeth and seemed to be making a difficult decision.
But after a few seconds, she had made up her mind.
"This body of Yin Qi can only be used when you can live in the underworld. If it is eliminated today, what is the use of this body of Yin Qi!"
"I'll fight with you!"
"I don't believe that you, a person from this world, can have such great abilities!"
After saying that, Po Meng roared, her figure 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 there were even remains of corpses inside.
But at this time, the yin energy from Po Meng's body was rapidly pouring into the bowl, and then a black cloud appeared on the mouth of the bowl.
"You brat, don't you like to put the River 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 gave a loud shout.
"Hey!"
Immediately afterwards, a blood-red water column appeared in the broken bowl. The blood-red water column was like the blood being drawn up from the blood pool in Hades. It flowed out of the bowl and then shot towards Zhang Hao.
At the same time, the judge also 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 started writing, the judge let out a low roar.
Immediately afterwards, a black light emitted from the Book of Life and Death, like a series of unrivaled horses, also flew towards Zhang Hao.
As soon as the black light and blood-red water column appeared, the faces of the six sect masters all changed.
Daoxuan looked at the black light and suddenly became pale.
"This dim light... actually contains such a powerful death energy. Ordinary living people will die of old age, sickness and death if they are exposed to even a little bit of it."
"It's really unexpected. The judge's action was so earth-shattering. If the death energy spreads, the entire village, including us, will not be able to escape!"
"How could he ignore innocent people?"
Anxiety flashed in the eyes of the Taoist nun in red, and she stared at the blood-red pillar and asked in confusion.
"It is said that there is an ancient blood pool suppressed under the Ten Halls of Yama, which originated from ancient times. Anyone who drinks Meng Po Tang will have the blood evil spirit retained in it."
"It stands to reason that it would take ten lifetimes of evil people's blood to condense even one drop. Now, the blood evil is pouring out like a fountain. Even if Mr. Yin and Yang has the ability to reach the sky, I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with it."
Tianshi Zhao nodded in agreement and sighed secretly.
"I never imagined that a battle of their level would be so dangerous. It's really frightening."
"It seems that we may be buried here today!"
"The judge and Po Meng, as generals of the underworld, don't care about the safety of the people at all!"
"Alas..."
"I'm afraid it's too late to leave now."
"Mr. Yin-Yang, you are really hurting us!"
Huo Xiuer was hiding in the morgue with the six sect leaders. After hearing this, her eyes became even more worried.
She looked at Zhang Hao with mixed feelings in her heart.
"Master, you must hold on!"
"I have just been your disciple for a day, you can't just leave me!"
"I'm still waiting for you to teach me the art of sewing corpses!"
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:
"The underworld power of Po Meng and the judge is too powerful. Although they are suppressed by the ancient pass, their blood evil and death energy are unstoppable."
"Blood evil and death energy are harmless to Gu Pass, but they are fatal poison to Mr. Yin and Yang."
"Our cultivation may be considered top-notch in the mortal world, but in a battle of this level, we are as insignificant as ants."
"Miss Huo, you really overestimate us."
Tianshi 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 are in conflict with each other. If Mr. Yin Yang can become an immortal with a single thought, he can bring down a power that is not inferior to that of the judge and Po Meng..."
"But who in the world can do this?"
Huo Xiuer's eyes flashed with light and she murmured in a low voice.
"One thought and I became an immortal?"
An idea flashed in Huo Xiuer's mind, but after thinking about it carefully, she felt it was impossible.
Becoming an immortal with just one thought? This is too unreal.
And although she has not been here for a long time, she knows that the way of practice at Yin Yang Inn is completely different from that of these ascetics.
They are cultivators, while the inn is a place of worship.
The two are completely different.
Huo Xiuer looked at Zhang Hao worriedly, thinking, is there really no way out? (End of chapter)