Netherworld.

Dawn was breaking.

Zhao Chong had just left the Nether King Palace, walking alone in the locust tree woods on his way back to the Zhao Residence. His handsome and elegant face was filled with fatigue and helplessness.

The news of King Ning's death had been confirmed last night, and the Ghost King's first Dark Law King immediately convened the Clan Leaders of the Eight Great Clans and all Law Kings to the Nether King Palace to discuss the aftermath under the representation of the Law Kings.

Where did the Ghost King go? No one knew!

Although the Dark Law King was temporarily in charge of handling the affairs of the Netherworld on behalf of the Ghost King, not one of the Clan Leaders from the Eight Great Clans took him seriously. On the surface, the discussion about the handling of King Ning's posthumous affairs was actually a silent tussle between the Eight Great Clans and the Eight Great Law Kings.

Of course, the Eight Great Law Kings all hoped to personally take revenge for King Ning, but they were met with opposition from the Clan Leaders of the Eight Great Clans.

The families of the Eight Great Clans claimed that the ground of King Ning's Manor in the mortal world was managed jointly by King Ning and Zhao Chong. After King Ning's death, naturally, it fell to Zhao Chong to take over the manor, and no one else had the right to encroach upon or interfere.

Thus, Zhao Chong, the person least willing to be drawn into the struggle, was reluctantly pushed to the forefront by the people of the Eight Great Clans to handle the affairs after King Ning's death.

The Clan Leaders of the Eight Great Clans were naturally exhilarated by King Ning's death, and not only did they not want Zhao Chong to handle the Onmyoji who killed King Ning, but they also hoped to reward him generously; on the other side, the other seven Law Kings couldn't wait to tear the Onmyoji who killed King Ning into thousands of pieces, among them, King Shuanglin and King Wumeng had the strongest desires. King Ning had once graced these two with a second lease on life!

Thinking of these matters, Zhao Chong felt increasingly helpless. No matter how he dealt with it, he couldn't satisfy everyone.

Suddenly, a chill approached.

Zhao Chong stopped in his tracks and said unrushed, "King Shuanglin, since you've already come, why not show yourself?"

In an instant, the grass at Zhao Chong's feet and the surrounding locust trees were covered with a layer of frost—King Shuanglin was showing his power to Zhao Chong again.

Zhao Chong's expression darkened, and he said displeased, "If you continue to be so presumptuous, I'll have one less of the Eight Great Law Kings to deal with immediately!"

In the Netherworld, everyone knew that Zhao Chong had a good temper. On one hand, it was because he belonged to the nobility, with excellent cultivation and self-restraint; on the other hand, it was because once Zhao Chong lost his temper, the consequences would be very serious, so he had always been restraining himself. Although he did not keep talking about his noble status, and was approachable on ordinary days, the cold pride and the commanding presence that brooked no offense were inherently embedded in his marrow.

But the ice on the ground had grown even thicker.

Red light gleamed in Zhao Chong's eyes!

In an instant, everything within a mile radius around him was reduced to rubble, leaving only Zhao Chong himself unscathed.

Just outside the mile radius in front of him, King Shuanglin had happened to be standing right on the edge of that zone of destruction. Had Zhao Chong been a bit more impulsive, perhaps he would have followed King Ning by now.

"King Shuanglin!" In the blink of an eye, Zhao Chong had already appeared behind King Shuanglin. "I'll spare you today, but if you dare offend me again, I'll kill you along with the other six Law Kings!"

After speaking, Zhao Chong's figure had already reached the depths of the forest several miles away.

"Zhao Chong, I must personally avenge King Ning!" King Shuanglin shouted into the deep night ahead.

"Then try it!"

At that moment, the area that had been shattered by Zhao Chong returned to its original state.

..

The night was deep.

In the mortal world, in Y City, Chen Hao and his companions triumphantly returned from Tianwang Mountain. After getting off the car, the five of them parted ways at the station to head home, agreeing to celebrate properly the next day.

After leaving the station, Chen Hao took Ye Yuqiao's hand and smiled, "Let's walk home!"

"Mmm!" Ye Yuqiao's mouth curved slightly upward, but her heart was filled with melancholy.

After taking a few steps hand in hand, Ye Yuqiao actively snuggled against Chen Hao, resting her head on Chen Hao's left shoulder, tightly closing her eyes, and savoring the last moments they had together.

Chen Hao spread open his left arm, drawing Ye Yuqiao into his chest, his hand tightly hooking around Ye Yuqiao's waist.

"After we've defeated King Ning, the next step will be the other seven Dharma Kings!" Chen Hao said, his heart brimming with fighting spirit at that moment.

Ye Yuqiao, leaning against Chen Hao's chest, shook her head slightly and said softly, "You've been too tired lately, take a rest first."

"Mhm!" Chen Hao held Ye Yuqiao even tighter. Walking on the familiar streets, hugging the girl he liked, Chen Hao was undoubtedly happy at that moment. And Yuqiao in his arms was so envied by others of the same sex. "We'll walk like this every day in the future!"

For a long time, Ye Yuqiao did not respond.

Chen Hao did not know that the girl in his arms was crying in her heart at that moment, saying her goodbyes to him.

When the two arrived at the bottom of their apartment building, a familiar figure appeared before Chen Hao.

"President Chen, you're finally back!" Ren Deshan said excitedly, full of admiration for Chen Hao at that moment.

"President Ren, what are you doing here?" Chen Hao was quite surprised.

Suddenly frowning, Ren Deshan quickly told Chen Hao about how all kinds of ghosts had disturbed the peace of Y City these past two nights.

Upon hearing this, Chen Hao quickly said to Ye Yuqiao, "Yuqiao, you go upstairs and rest first. I'll come back home after dealing with those Wandering Souls and wild ghosts!"

After that, Chen Hao left swiftly with Ren Deshan.

Watching Chen Hao's figure gradually disappear into the night, Ye Yuqiao's emotions finally collapsed. She squatted down and buried her head as she sobbed. She still wished Chen Hao would make her one last meal.

After crying for a while, Ye Yuqiao returned home with sorrow.

Entering the house and looking at the living room that was gradually becoming familiar, Ye Yuqiao's mind was filled with scenes of cohabitation with Chen Hao from the recent past.

After returning to her room and quickly packing up, Ye Yuqiao dragged her suitcase out of the room. She walked over to the sofa and picked up a pen from the table.

She wanted to write a heart-breaking farewell letter to Chen Hao but found herself at a loss for words.

Eventually, after leaving a few words on the note that read, "I've left, I'm sorry, forget me!" Ye Yuqiao departed with endless tears.

The moment the door of the house closed, she knew she had left the world that had Chen Hao in it.

Meanwhile, Chen Hao, along with Ren Deshan, had reached the streets swarming with wild ghosts. Without a word, Chen Hao summoned a Nether Acupoint above the streets and sucked in all the wild ghosts, before rushing to another street with Ren Deshan.

It wasn't until eleven o'clock at night that Chen Hao returned home.

After opening the door to Ye Yuqiao's home, an excited and unsuspecting Chen Hao called out, "Yuqiao, I'm back!"

After a long while, seeing no response, Chen Hao walked towards the sofa with a confused look, still murmuring Ye Yuqiao's name.

Sitting down on the sofa, Chen Hao quickly noticed a piece of paper on the table, with a few words faintly visible on it.

Just as he was about to reach for the note, suddenly, he felt a surge of powerful Yin Qi rushing toward him.

Chen Hao's eyes opened wide in shock!

This Yin Qi was even more intense than that of King Ning.

Zhao Chong had arrived...

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