Netherworld, the Eighteen Levels of Hell.

Standing in front of the Gate of the Nether King was a figure — the Ghost King. At this moment, his two-hundred-thousand-strong army had already retreated from the Netherworld City along with three Dharma Kings, yet he was not in a hurry to leave.

He looked up at the sealed incarnation of the Fourth Generation Underworld King, Yuqiao, above the Gate of the Nether King, his gaze lingering on the seal. According to the Demon-Sealing Scroll, the Glacier Heart should have already passed into the hands of the Fourth Generation Underworld King.

However, Yuqiao had sealed the gate of the Nether King with her Yin Soul before she had married or had children, so to whom had she entrusted the Glacier Heart?

Since seeing Qian Feng return last night, the Ghost King had been pondering this question. He had suspected Zhao Chong, but considering Zhao Chong had fought the Dark Law King twice, if the Nether King's Heart were with him, how could the Dark Law King still be alive?

"Where has that Glacier Heart gone?" the Ghost King pondered without an answer.

After a while, he turned and walked to the edge of the Purgatory Fire Pool in front of the Gate of the Nether King. Suddenly, he remembered something: not long before, there was news from the side of the alliance of the five great families, saying that the woman who inherited the Netherworld Azure Bird's bloodline was the Fourth Generation Underworld King.

"How could that woman possibly be the Fourth Generation Underworld King!" the Ghost King spoke to himself as he watched the raging flames in the Purgatory Fire Pool, his utterly perplexed and bewildered expression all too clear in the light of the fire.

According to the straw man in the Demon-Sealing Scroll, after each generation's Underworld King who had inherited the Glacier Heart died, their Nether Soul would be stored and summoned to the heart in the ancient city.

"Now the Nether Soul of the Fourth Generation Underworld King should have been reincarnated in the ancient city, and her Yin Soul is still sealed on the Gate of the Nether King, so how could that woman who inherited the Netherworld bloodline possibly be her!" the Ghost King muttered to himself.

"Unless her Nether Soul wasn't summoned to the ancient city, or perhaps she has another soul!"

"If that woman really is the Fourth Generation Underworld King, then could the Glacier Heart be inside this Purgatory Fire Pool?" A gleam suddenly flashed in the eyes of the Ghost King, feeling that his thought might very well be correct.

Having said that, he took three steps forward; one more step and he would fall into the Purgatory Fire Pool!

He thought to himself that as a descendant of the Dog Tribe, a believer of the Volcano King, with his bloodline carrying the tribe's fervent blood and longing, he should not be burned to death by the fire in the Purgatory Fire Pool. Instead, he could even enhance himself by absorbing the flames of Purgatory Fire.

Then, he moved his left foot another step forward, hanging it in the air.

With a "whoosh," the sole of his shoe was instantly burned through by a leaping flame. Startled, he quickly used his Spiritual Power to break the shoe that was burning under the Purgatory Fire, while his body swiftly moved backwards by a meter.

"That was nearly a foolish act! The Purgatory Fire Pool is left from the blood of the Netherworld Azure Bird after its death; how could it allow something belonging to the Glacier King to be placed inside!" the Ghost King derided himself, his fearful eyes almost bulging out.

"Netherworld Azure Bird, Netherworld Azure Bird! After all, I have the blood of the Dog Tribe running through my veins; why didn't you think to pass your bloodline to me when I controlled Hell thousands of years ago!"

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Sunset Pass.

After returning from the mortal world, Ye Yuqiao's Nether Soul Body immediately convened the Clan Leaders of the five great families to discuss the next strategy: Netherworld City was now an empty city, and whether to seize back Netherworld City at this moment posed a difficult question for her.

Taking the city was not difficult, but defending it was not easy. The key was to watch Qian Feng's attitude. Neither side could contend with the Ghost King's army on their own. Even if Qian Feng did not seize Netherworld City, if he simply led his army away, the five great families would have no choice but to retreat from Netherworld City.

While the several Clan Leaders were having an intense discussion in the tent, a voice suddenly rang out from outside: "Your Majesty the Nether King, Miss Lin Huashan seeks an audience."

"Lin Huashan!" A cold gleam shot through Ye Yuqiao's eyes. She knew that it was not Lin Huashan who truly wished to see her, but Qian Feng.

Therefore, she stood up and walked outside the tent, leaving behind only the words, "Zhao Chong, come with me."

"Yes!" Zhao Chong rose, having also thought that they were going to meet Qian Feng.

Not long after, Ye Yuqiao and Zhao Chong met Lin Huashan in the forest south of the military camp.

"Brother Zhao Chong, Yuqiao!" Lin Huashan greeted the two with great enthusiasm, his face brimming with a smile.

After approaching Lin Huashan, Ye Yuqiao said expressionlessly, "We're not that close, so you don't have to greet me in the future."

"Brother Zhao Chong, do you feel the same way?" Lin Huashan asked, laughing as he looked at Zhao Chong, seemingly unaffected by Ye Yuqiao's words.

Zhao Chong replied with a helpless wry smile, "You served in my residence for six months; it is only right to exchange greetings upon meeting."

"Brother Zhao Chong is indeed magnanimous," Lin Huashan said with a hint of provocation.

Ye Yuqiao huffed angrily, squinting her eyes and asked coldly, "Where is Qian Feng?"

"So, you've guessed that it's Clan Leader Qian who wants to see you," Lin Huashan said with a light chuckle. "It seems you're much smarter than I thought!"

Ye Yuqiao glared at Lin Huashan furiously and then quickly moved into the depths of the forest, following the faint presence of Yin Qi Spiritual Power in the air. She immediately stopped upon seeing Qian Feng's back.

Qian Feng turned around and looked at Ye Yuqiao with a hazy gaze, coldly laughing, "Nether King, it's been a while!"

"Qian Feng!" Ye Yuqiao's eyes were filled with hostility.

As Qian Feng approached Ye Yuqiao, he said, "I heard there are two Nether Kings in this world."

"You must have heard it from Lin Huashan."

"Actually, before Lin Huashan told me, I had already guessed that the person who destroyed the Nether King Palace was you!"

Ye Yuqiao felt a bit surprised inside. It seemed as though Qian Feng had a thorough understanding of everything that had occurred between her, Chen Hao, and her Yang Soul, which was quite disconcerting to her.

"Since you know so much already, let's skip the nonsense. Tell me, what conditions do you want me to agree to?"

Qian Feng smirked and sighed, "It seems you're quite different from the Fourth Generation Underworld King I had in my mind."

"Cut the crap!" Ye Yuqiao insisted.

"I have only one condition, the Eight Great Clans must be reduced by half, and my Qian Family should become the head of the new four," Qian Feng stated. "Currently, among our combined armies of 170,000, the majority are from my Qian Family and the Zhao Family. The remaining small part is from the Li Family and the Zhou Family, so the new four great clans will be these four families."

"Any other conditions?" Ye Yuqiao asked. The conditions proposed by Qian Feng were all within her expectations since they were the highest he could possibly offer.

"That's it!"

"I can agree to that!"

"Very good! Nether King, you're very straightforward!"

Ye Yuqiao laughed scornfully, "Now it should be my turn to set conditions, right?"

Qian Feng was taken aback, slightly surprised, and asked, "Nether King, you want to negotiate terms?"

"Why can't I negotiate terms?"

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