Up and down, solemn.

Hazy, faint.

There seems to be a majestic palace hidden in the floating mist, and King Zhao seems to want to see it clearly, but he can't see it really, like seeing flowers in the fog.

Zhao Dan, the king of Zhao, didn't know how he got here, he seemed to vaguely remember that he fell asleep on the couch in the palace of Zhao after meeting Lian Po.

But in a matter of moments, I was already in this strange situation.

There is no top or bottom, and there is no four directions, and there is no boundary.

Only the shadow of the majestic palace in front of me, hidden in the mist, was not visible.

King Zhao looked around and couldn't see a single road, everything was hazy.

"Where is this?"

King Zhao's voice kept echoing in this strange space, but there was no response.

He could only walk towards the faint palace.

I don't know how long it took to walk, King Zhao felt that it seemed that several years had passed, and it seemed that only a moment later, a majestic and solemn hall appeared in front of King Zhao.

The main hall as a whole presents a dark style, which is different from all the palace languages that King Zhao has ever seen.

Solemn, majestic, deadly silence............

Countless words jumped through King Zhao's heart.

King Zhao raised his head slightly, and on top of the tall palace tower, there was a plaque.

The temple of the capital of the city.

King Zhao's heart jumped, as if he had woken up.

Drunk?

Isn't that the name of the Emperor of Hades?

Am I dead?

The main hall stood quietly in front of Zhao Danda, the king of Zhao, but the king of Zhao lost his mind.

It's all like a trance-like dream, but it's so real.

But if it was really a dream, then why couldn't he wake up anyway.

Is it really dead?

King Zhao pressed the panic in his heart and strode into the hall.

In the palace of the capital, all the colors are still black and white, with a dark background.

But King Zhao found that no matter how far he looked, he could only see the things around him, and what was beyond this was completely dark.

Every time he took a step forward, the vision behind him was less, and the vision in front of him was more.

"Where the hell is this?"

Zhao Wang Zhao Dan galloped through the main hall.

There was a soul-touching aura around the palace, as if an indescribable majesty was looking down on it all.

Cold and magnificent.

Unfortunately, there was still no response.

King Zhao had no choice, he could only continue to walk.

After I don't know how long I walked, a black table carved with dragon patterns suddenly appeared in front of King Zhao's eyes, and there was an atmospheric nameplate on the table, which read: Zhao Wang Dan's seat.

"Mine?"

The confusion in King Zhao's heart became deeper and deeper, and he slowly sat down on his seat, as if this should have been the place where he was sitting.

The moment King Zhao sat down, everything in the entire palace was darkened, and only the table in front of him was still bright.

In the next second, the opposite side of King Zhao also lit up.

It was another table, and there was also a nameplate on it that read: The Seat of King Chu Wan.

Behind the table, there was also a man dressed in the clothes of the princes and kings, and he was also looking at King Zhao at this time.

"Are you the King of Chu?"

King Zhao was stunned, is this a big dream?

"The widow is the king of Chu, and the king of Zhao has also arrived here?"

The King of Chu was also full of doubts.

The two were not given the slightest time to communicate.

The next moment, the tables on the sides of the two lit up.

Same nameplate, different name.

On top of each table sat a man dressed in an ornate costume.

After all the tables were revealed, the whole hall seemed to be lit up.

The majestic palace carries an indescribable majesty and coldness.

But there is also a place where you can't see through the dense darkness, the most seated place.

"You're all here. ”

A sound of vicissitudes and indifference shook the entire palace.

"Who?"

The crowd turned their heads toward the place where the voice had come.

That's the top seat.

In the midst of the endless darkness, a pair of huge eyes suddenly opened, and their eyes showed a grayish-white light, and their gaze examined everything.

Zhao Wangdan looked up at the huge eyes, and for a moment he had an inexplicable illusion.

It seems that he is an ant in front of a boundless giant, and at this moment he is being mercilessly scrutinized by the giant.

"You can call me Xudu, I dominate the road of the underworld, and rule the world of death. ”

Drunk?

The kings of the kingdoms were in a tremor at this time.

Emperor Xudu, according to the legend of Xianrenzhai, is the highest god of the Yin world, ordered by the Emperor Dongyue, also known as the Emperor of Beiyin, Emperor of Beitai, and the son of Heaven of Beiyin, who is the boss of the ghost emperor of the five directions and the ten halls of Yama, and is in charge of the six heavenly ghosts and gods of Luo Yu for six days under the capital.

So are they all in Hades now?

It seems that he has a premonition of everyone's thoughts.

The figure looking down on everyone, the voice like the heavens and the earth shaking sounded again.

"You are not dead, but because of the fact that the gods and the widows speak about the gods of the underworld, the widows meet you with the method of dreams. ”

Zhao Wangdan gently touched his cheek, this touch was so real.

"Is this a dream?"

"So we're all in our own dreams at this point?"

That huge gaze fell on Zhao Wangdan, and Zhao Wangdan felt a sense of supreme existence in an instant.

"You are in my dreams, everything is a dream, only you wait to be true. ”

So this is all a big dream, but everyone did appear in front of the Emperor Xudu.

Everyone looked up at this magnificent and unspeakable figure,

Did they really see the Lord of the Netherworld?

So who is the god that this yin son is talking about?

Who can be called a god by the Yin Heaven Lord of all things in the underworld?

Dongyue the Great?

"Dare to ask Emperor Xudu, is the god in the Taiyin Academy?"

King Zhao asked cautiously.

In the yang world, he can talk about the capital unscrupulously, but at this time, in front of this lord of the underworld, he can only be indescribably respectful.

"Thou shalt not speak, he shall not speak, neither shall the widow speak. ”

"The only thing that can be said is that the underworld is a god. ”

His eyes raised to look at everyone present, as if he were looking at a swarm of ants.

"The god position of the underworld is sealed in two kinds, one is within the order of the underworld, managing the reincarnation of the yin soul and the detention of the soul in the two worlds of yin and yang; ”

"The god of the underworld, only the meritorious people are awarded, this time the catastrophe in the world is about to start, the Qin Lord is tribulated, and the world is unified, among which there are people with monstrous merits, you can be a god, you can have questions?"

"Can the Netherworld God be immortal?"

The King of Chu raised his head and looked at the ineffable supreme being.

"The underworld is immortal, reincarnation is eternal, immortality or not, it depends on your creation. ”