"My father!" Upon hearing the scarecrow voluntarily mention his own father, the Ghost King was greatly shocked.

This was the first time he had heard the Ancestor of the Nether King speak of his father. Tens of thousands of years ago, when the Ancestor of the Nether King was still around, the Ghost King had asked him numerous times about his origins, and each time, his inquiries were deflected. After one persistent inquiry, the Ancestor became furious and commanded that he never ask about his origins again.

"Adoptive father, what did you do to my father that you felt guilty about, to consider passing the title of Nether King to me as compensation?" the Ghost King asked.

Due to his urgent desire to know about his biological father, the Ghost King seemed to have neglected another shocking piece of information the scarecrow had just revealed to him—the Second Generation Nether King was not the biological son of the Nether King's Ancestor.

The scarecrow smiled and said, "I've already said enough, I shouldn't say more."

The Ghost King's eyes suddenly widened, filled with disappointment and anger.

"You've come for the map of the ancient city, haven't you?" the scarecrow suddenly asked, "Tell your adoptive father the truth, how many map fragments had you obtained before this?"

"Four!" the Ghost King honestly answered, "But this time, apart from obtaining the map fragment, I also want to know about my origins."

"You've already found four, and if you can defeat me this time, you'll get the fifth. You really haven't let me down!" the scarecrow said with a smile.

Hearing the scarecrow say this only added to the Ghost King's confusion.

"Adoptive father, what kind of place is this ancient city? And what exactly did you do all those years ago that you wronged my father?"

The scarecrow let out a helpless sigh and said, "I've told you everything I can, aren't you eager to get the map fragment? Then make your move."

The Ghost King shook his head, his face devoid of any will to fight, "Actually, the main reason I came to you is to discover the secrets about my origins. It's possible that before long, I'll be defeated and stripped of power, so before I die, I really want to know where I come from, so that at the moment of my death, I would know where my heart should return to."

The words of the Ghost King came from the bottom of his heart. With the allied forces of the five great families and the armies of the Qian and Li families already closing in on Netherworld City, he had already prepared for the worst possible outcome.

Looking at the Ghost King, the scarecrow hesitated for a long time before speaking earnestly, "Son, forgive your adoptive father, but I still cannot speak."

"Adoptive father!" the Ghost King shouted excitedly, his expression one of disappointment, "Then tell me, was I picked up by you in the Polar Ice Land?"

"How did you think of the Polar Ice Land? That's a place no one dares to go!"

"Just tell me, is it so?"

"Yes!" the scarecrow nodded.

A flash of light crossed the Ghost King's eyes, then he explained, "I encountered King Nanlin not long ago, and deduced this from what he said."

"King Nanlin!" the scarecrow sounded very surprised, "Wasn't he locked beneath the walls of the Gate of the Nether King? How did he escape?"

"It's a long story, but I guess he's probably dead by now!" the Ghost King said.

The last piece of news the Ghost King heard about King Nanlin was that he had ventured to the Huiyin Mountains to launch a surprise attack on Chen Hao, then disappeared along with him. Later, Chen Hao returned, his strength greatly increased, so the Ghost King surmised that King Nanlin had died at the hands of Chen Hao.

"Alas!" With a short sigh, the scarecrow said, "Like your father, I feel a great debt to King Nanlin, you should know about the Gate of the Nether King, right?"

Upon mentioning the Gate of the Nether King, the Ghost King immediately became incensed.

"Not only do I know of it, but I'm also very familiar with it."

"Oh? Why are you familiar?"

"Because I was imprisoned within it twice, for over twenty thousand years, and the first time, it was you who threw me in there yourself." As he spoke, the Ghost King's eyes suddenly blazed with a sharp light; it was only now that he remembered another shocking piece of information that the Scarecrow had just revealed to him.

"Adoptive father, did you just say that Feng Yie is not your biological child? I must have heard you correctly, right?"

"You heard correctly!" The Scarecrow's voice trembled, filled with rage.

After a pause, the Scarecrow continued, "You've spent over twenty thousand years at the Gate of the Nether King, so you must be very clear about what's in there, right?"

"There are three Primordial Demons of the Underworld, as well as the resentful spirits of many ancient souls!"

The Scarecrow "hmmed" in response and said, "Those so-called ancient souls are actually the spirits of my three blood brothers and my father, the Hell King. With the assistance of King Nanlin, I personally killed my father and my three brothers, and their spirits were sealed forever within the Gate of the Nether King!"

"Adoptive father, this!" The Ghost King was shocked and horrified.

"Back then, King Nanlin and I were defeated by the people of the Crow Tribe in the north and fled to the Polar Ice Land, from where we only emerged ten years later. It was during my time in the Polar Ice Land that my elder brother seduced my wife, resulting in her becoming pregnant with Feng Yie."

"Not long after Feng Yie was born, I learned of their affair. I told my father, hoping he would act on my behalf. It was a pivotal time for my father, as he was unifying the Netherworld, and to prevent the rift between us brothers from affecting his grand endeavor, he chose to side with my elder brother and told me to keep quiet for the sake of peace. A few years later, with the help of King Nanlin, I killed my father and my elder brother along with the others!"

"Knowing that Feng Yie wasn't your own flesh and blood, why then did you raise him?" the Ghost King asked.

"I have on several occasions wanted to strangle him with my own hands, but ultimately I could not do it. After all, he was innocent," the Scarecrow said with a tone of helplessness.

The Ghost King "hmmed" in response. In his eyes, the Great Ancestor of the Nether King was a person of split personality; sometimes kind and compassionate, other times cruel and ruthless, just like the embodiments of his power that possessed different personalities.

"Since King Nanlin did so much for you, why later did you seal him beneath the Netherworld City?" King Nanlin asked, perplexed.

"Exactly, that is why I feel a great sense of guilt towards him!" the Scarecrow explained. "This matter is also greatly related to your father."

"My father!" The Ghost King's eyes once again became eager.

The Scarecrow nodded slightly, then turned his back to the Ghost King. After considering for a moment, he turned back and looked at the Ghost King, saying, "I can tell you about your father's issues, but you must promise me one thing."

"Speak!" the Ghost King immediately became excited. "I can agree to anything for you!"

"I want you to make an oath with the Nether King's Power before me, that you will never set foot in the Ancient City for the rest of your life! Otherwise, those four paths of Nether King's Power inside you will instantly devour you!"

The Ghost King was startled, looking at the Scarecrow with a questioning expression, "Why must I make such an oath?"

"You must first agree to me!"

"I agree! For the rest of my life, I will not set foot in the Ancient City!" the Ghost King vowed solemnly.

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