Watching Chen Hao rush towards the storeroom, Taiyi Zhenren couldn't help but control the indestructible white bones to clear a path for Chen Hao. A sly smile crept across his face, thinking that Chen Hao was simply heading to his death.

Due to the intervening wall, what happened to Chen Hao after he entered the storeroom was out of sight for everyone else.

"Idiot!" Ye Yuqiao said despondently as tears smeared her pale cheeks. She regretted not activating the Nether King's Power within her earlier.

If Chen Hao didn't wake up, the Nether King's Heart inside him would forever remain dormant in his body, preserving his flesh eternally unblemished. Ye Yuqiao's eighteen years of painstaking planning and waiting would turn into naught, and she would lose her chance to eliminate the Ghost King and restore the former order of the Netherworld. Above all, she would never see Chen Hao's smile again.

Thinking this, Ye Yuqiao cried even harder.

Xie Xiaofeng stared blankly at the stark white wall outside the storeroom; meanwhile, Tang Jing and Tang Chao waited solemnly, silently bracing for the things that might unfold in the storeroom.

However, in their hearts, they knew that there might be no movement to come.

"Ha ha!" Taiyi Zhenren laughed uproariously to the skies, forgetting the pain of his severed right arm. The moment his laughter ceased, he transformed into a wisp of black smoke and, in the blink of an eye, drifted downstairs to appear before Ye Yuqiao and the others, once again in the form of Taiyi Zhenren.

"Cough, cough," at that moment, the wound on Taiyi Zhenren's right arm started to hurt again, and he gritted his teeth to bear a wave of severe pain. The pained expression on his face eased slightly, and he sneered coldly at Ye Yuqiao, "My dear girl, seeing how heartbroken you are, you must have been quite close to that lad, right? So you should understand the pain I felt from losing my dear friend, the Pagoda Heavenly King. I must say, seeing you all grieve for him truly delights me!"

Ye Yuqiao lifted her reddened eyes, glaring at Taiyi Zhenren.

"You're celebrating a bit too soon!"

Just then, a familiar voice floated from behind Taiyi Zhenren.

Upon hearing this voice, Taiyi Zhenren quickly turned his head; Ye Yuqiao, Xie Xiaofeng, Tang Jing, and Tang Chao all instantly showed shocked expressions. Despair on their faces gave way to a glimmer of hope as they immediately looked past Taiyi Zhenren.

Everyone had heard correctly!

Of course, they hadn't seen wrong either!

Chen Hao was indeed standing before them, alive and well, in his flesh and blood.

"How is this possible!" Taiyi Zhenren exclaimed in disbelief, shaking his head repeatedly, stunned. "How could your Yin Soul possibly approach the yang wood coffin?"

"I don't understand it either!" Chen Hao said with a somewhat relieved smile, his eyes filled with slight bewilderment. When he had approached the yang wood coffin and saw the dazzling and intensely hot golden light it emitted, he thought his Yin Soul would surely be scattered. However, when he reopened his eyes, he found his Yin Soul had returned to his body—he was lying inside the yang wood coffin.

As for what exactly had happened, even Chen Hao was unclear.

Suddenly, Chen Hao's expression turned serious, and a killing intent shone in his eyes. He said coldly, "Taiyi Zhenren, it's time I dealt with you!"

As he spoke, the blood inside Chen Hao's body began to boil, and his left eye emitted a purple glint.

Taiyi Zhenren felt a shiver in his heart and instantly transformed into a puff of black smoke, drifting to the floor above.

"Ugh!" Xie Xiaofeng, Ye Yuqiao, Tang Chao, and Tang Jing moaned in pain as the white bones within them constricted their throats again.

"Hmph!" Taiyi Zhenren reappeared by the stair's railing, "I will dispose of your few friends before you have a chance to deal with me!"

"Ugh! Ah!" The four immediately contorted in even greater agony.

Chen Hao approached Ye Yuqiao and took out three Yin Soul Nails from the small wooden box she carried on her back, swiftly throwing one each at Xie Xiaofeng, Tang Jing, and Tang Chao. In an instant, the three's Yin Souls were pulled out by the nails and pinned to the living room's east wall.

Then, a fierce purple flame burst from Chen Hao's left eye, filling the entire living room.

In no time, the living room's indestructible white bone Yin Souls were burnt to powder by the Nether Fire, and before they could revert to bones, they were reduced to individual particles of Primordial Souls and Primordial Spirits, ultimately vanishing completely in the flames.

The white bone Yin Souls attached to Ye Yuqiao, Xie Xiaofeng, Tang Jing, and Tang Chao were also burnt away. Since the Nether Fire from the Nether Eye Power only affected Yin Souls, the four were unharmed by the Nether Fire.

Seeing this, Taiyi Zhenren was stunned, and not long after, he transformed into a wisp of black smoke and fled through the wall by the stairs.

"Are you alright?" Chen Hao stepped forward to support the pale-faced Ye Yuqiao.

Ye Yuqiao shook her head faintly, speaking weakly, "I'm fine, hurry and chase after that Taiyi Zhenren, don't let him escape!"

Chen Hao nodded and rushed outside the house. Seeing the puff of black smoke heading north, he clasped his hands, closed his eyes, and chanted a mantra to separate Yang Energy from his body. As he chanted, his eyes sprang open, and a golden arrow-like blast of Yang Energy shot from within him, chasing the black smoke.

This move was a spur-of-the-moment creation by Chen Hao, inspired by Tang Jing's Yang Energy Bow and Yang Energy Arrow. However, he directly used his body as the bow and his thoughts as the controlling hand and heart, dictating the arrow's direction and force. Surprisingly, it truly formed an arrow of Yang Energy that shot out, which made Chen Hao proudly believe that he was a once-in-three-hundred-years prodigy of an Onmyoji.

In the blink of an eye, that Yang Energy struck the mass of black smoke, and the smoke transformed into a shirtless ghost that fell from the sky and landed not far in front of Chen Hao.

At that moment, a police car suddenly stopped in front of Chen Ren's mansion, and as the car door opened, Chen Ren and several of his men got out.

After the Yin Souls of Real Person Taiyi and Chen Hao had separated from Chen Ren and Huang Yuzhou, the police chief, Chen Ren and Huang Yuzhou quickly regained consciousness. Both men had no knowledge of or any recollection of the events that had just occurred.

After some explanation, Huang Yuzhou arranged for someone to personally take Chen Ren home. Since many illegal firearms had been found in Chen Ren's home and the matter had already been reported to the authorities, Huang Yuzhou decided to keep those six Onmyoji at the police station as scapegoats.

"Take care, ha!" Chen Ren said with a smile, waving goodbye to the police who had escorted him back.

Seizing the moment, the fierce ghost posing as Real Person Taiyi once again possessed Chen Ren. Chen Ren's body shuddered, and suddenly, pointing at Chen Hao, he bellowed, "Catch that kid for me!"

"Yes!" Chen Ren's men, armed with guns, charged toward Chen Hao.

"You think I can't deal with you just because you've possessed someone?" Chen Hao said with a sneer of contempt. As soon as he finished speaking, a soft purple light shot out from his left eye, directly targeting Chen Ren.

Instantly, the fierce ghost possessing Chen Ren was forced out by the Nether Light and became visible to the naked eyes of Chen Ren and his men.

"Ah! A ghost!" The men were petrified, their faces turning deathly pale, legs trembling.

"What ghost?" Chen Ren asked, swaying slightly. His fatigue was evident, having been possessed by a ghost again. When he inadvertently glanced to his right, his weary body jerked upright as he exclaimed, "A ghost!"

Chen Hao stepped forward. He intended to take out the dagger of the Ancestor of the Nether King from his pocket, only to realize it was missing. Luckily, he had a Soul-binding Rope in his pocket. He threw the rope, binding the Yin Soul of Real Person Taiyi, and then his eyes emitted Nether Fire, incinerating the fierce ghost that had posed as Real Person Taiyi.

"Ah! Save me, King Ning!" Before the ghost's soul could scatter, it cried out to the heavens in desperation.

Ye Yuqiao, Xie Xiaofeng, Tang Jing, and Tang Chao came out of the house, approaching Chen Hao.

Without a word, Ye Yuqiao raised her hand and slapped Chen Hao across the face, then turned away in anger and left.

"Ye Yuqiao, you!" Chen Hao felt both shocked and infuriated, touching his left cheek which Ye Yuqiao had struck red.

Xie Xiaofeng walked up to Chen Hao, patted him on the shoulder with a smile, and said, "You were too reckless just now. You've upset the girl, huh? Better sweet-talk her later on. I'm heading off now; it's getting late."

"We're off too!" Tang Chao said to Chen Hao with a jovial laugh.

Afterward, Xie Xiaofeng, Tang Jing, and Tang Chao also left Chen Ren's mansion. As she was leaving, Tang Jing gave Chen Hao a reproachful look and hesitated to speak, her face showing resentment. It seemed she was still troubled about Chen Hao forcibly kissing her.

"Hey, little brother, what exactly happened just now?" Chen Ren, who had been standing by dazed throughout, walked up behind Chen Hao and inquired.

"You don't remember?" Chen Hao turned and asked in an annoyed tone, "You were possessed by a ghost, and it was me who saved you, along with your men!"

Chen Ren shuddered, stammering, "Then... then there's no more trouble now, right?"

"No, no more trouble!" Chen Hao's patience had reached its limit, and, caught up in the moment, he stuttered, influenced by Chen Ren's speech.

Having said that, Chen Hao strode away from Chen Ren's home.

At this time, on the streets and alleys of Y City, most of the Wandering Souls and stray ghosts had been driven by the celestial soldiers dispatched by the impostor Real Person Taiyi to the outskirts, and those pretend celestial soldiers had all fled in terror after hearing the pre-death cry for help from Real Person Taiyi.

The upheaval in the Netherworld of Y City could be said to have been temporarily quelled.

On the northernmost side of Y City, bordering the southwest of W City, stood a mountain known as Wu Mountain. In the mouths of Onmyoji, this mountain had another name—Heavenly King Mountain.

Heavenly King Mountain was thick with ancient trees and shrouded in gloom; the paths were rugged; wild beasts roamed frequently; and the mountaintop was perennially enveloped in a sinister, purple miasma.

Atop the peak of Heavenly King Mountain, there stood a majestic palace called Heavenly King Hall. King Ning, one of the Eight Great Law Kings and the Jade Emperor, as referred to by the Spirit Team members of Y City's Yin Yang Master Association, resided in this hall, overseeing the eight Netherworld regions assigned by the Ghost King within King Ning's Manor.

Within the palace, candles glowed brightly all year round, for more than three hundred days a year. And in the center of the hall stood a three-meter-tall golden statue of the Jade Emperor, carved in the likeness of King Ning. At the start of each month, a multitude of impostor immortals, Onmyoji, and faithful believers would make their way from afar to Heavenly King Hall to worship and make offerings to the statue of the Jade Emperor.

Upon hearing the cries for help from Real Person Taiyi, the golden statue of the Jade Emperor suddenly opened its eyes.

"Send word to Erlang God. I want him to head to Y City immediately to eradicate the rebels!"

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