As Ye Han's voice spread through the main hall, the boundless sea of gray mist suddenly churned, gathering towards the void behind the throne on the right side of the long table.

As the gray mist gathered, the faint cold current trembled slightly, and soon burst into a dark and obscure luster, and even the gray mist that had gathered in the past was shaken back.

The mist cleared, but what remained was a man in a black robe, black hair, and an aura like an abyss. On the corners of his sleeves, nine black inky dragon patterns were embedded in his robe like ornaments, but they were like life, wandering uncertainly.

This black-haired man appeared in this hall out of thin air, making the corners of Ye Han's eyes tremble slightly, if it weren't for his divine thoughts fitting the entire temple, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to detect the ethereal and traceless coldness.

This person's aura is as unsearchable as an abyss, but the feeling he gives Ye Han is like purgatory between the netherworld, and the rich yin and cold aura gathers between his eyebrows.

If it weren't for the fact that he really had a flesh and blood body, I'm afraid Ye Han would have wondered if this was an undead spirit who had fallen through the ages.

But for Ye Han, the existence in front of him is not too much to call it an undead. Facing this unfathomable predecessor who is also a god and a ghost, he is also a little apprehensive in his heart.

"Say goodbye again, Ye Han has to thank his seniors, and his subordinates will be merciful......"

Ye Han sat on the throne and didn't mean to get up, but the gray mist between heaven and earth gathered around him in the dark, making his expression difficult to peep into.

When he had just sensed the chill through the boundless gray qi in this temple, he only felt slightly familiar, and did not recognize the source of this aura.

But Ye Han is a master of physiognomy, and the best thing that the physiognomy master of "peeking into the heavens and measuring the world" is to trace the source with a little spiritual light. But when Ye Han found an existence similar to that faint aura from his memory, it made his scalp tingle and his cold hair stood on end.

In the depths of his memory, there was a pitch-black throne, surrounded by ten dragon robes and jade crowns, and the statues of gods exuding boundless ghost energy, and there seemed to be countless unjust souls roaring in the underworld, and thousands of ghosts were entangled.

And the cold aura that made Ye Han feel familiar came from the top of the black throne, a figure that seemed to be sleeping.

Emperor Xudu, the King of Netherworlds!

Ye Han gasped deeply, trying his best to control his expression so that he didn't show any abnormality, now he is no longer a young martial artist who has just entered this place.

Ye Han, who transformed this dojo, is the real owner of this place. As the so-called guest is the master, in the Xuantian Dao Sect's Mountain Gate Divine Kingdom, Ye Han is not much inferior to this ghost god who has survived for eternity.

After stepping through the mountain gate dojo of the Jade God Sect and walking through that altar, Ye Han also had a little understanding of this sect.

Although he knew that this Xuanmen wanted to seal the gods with manpower, he still felt a little unreal when he really saw the gods made by this sect manifest in front of him.

At this time, the one in front of Ye Han is a real antique, an existence that has survived from ancient times, perhaps he has been in the heyday of the Ancient Jade God Sect, and since then as one of those gods who have been worshipped, he has enjoyed faith and incense.

Although Ye Han had already taken charge of the power of the Kingdom of God through the system and the personality of the sect, and at this time he was sitting in the temple and connected to the divine throne under the seat, but in the face of an ancient god, he still did not have much confidence in his heart.

In the final analysis, he is still a teenager after all, and he is still much more immature in the face of this existence that can be called a ghost god.

【You...... Who is it ...... exactly]

Ye Han's expression moved slightly, and the reaction of this Netherworld Ghost Emperor seemed to be different from what he imagined. Ye Han has now obtained the Dao system of this mountain gate, and as the only surviving ancient god of the Jade God Sect, he didn't even have any guilt, which made Ye Han couldn't help but be slightly surprised.

Thinking of the time when he broke through the Nine Thousand Ladders, this ghost god had no intention of making a move from beginning to end, even in the end, only the Ten Halls Yama manifested his true body, and he also had a slight understanding in his heart.

Maybe he can come here, and the acquiescence of this ancient god is indispensable, otherwise, as long as he was on that god platform, this ancient god showed his divine power slightly, it was enough to erase Ye Han at that time.

After all, Ye Han had not refined the body of the Sword King at the beginning, and he only had a martial artist realm, which was really difficult to compete.

"The younger generation is just an ordinary martial artist walking on the road of martial arts, I don't know who the predecessor is, why is he sitting in the Xuanmen ruins?"

Ye Han remained silent, but faintly accelerated the connection between himself and the Theocratic Throne, only through the Throne completely mastered the divine power in this hall, he was able to communicate with the person in front of him on an equal footing.

With the barrier of gray mist, he was not worried that this senior could see the clue from the look on his face. The words are neither humble nor arrogant, although there is not much courtesy, but at least there is no rudeness.

【Ordinary Warrior ......】

The black-robed ghost god did not answer Ye Han's question, but repeated Ye Han's words just now in a low voice, although the expression on his face did not change color, it was obviously noncommittal.

[You can break through the formation obstacle and break into the Xuanmen, although the martial arts realm surprised me, but it is not unbelievable]

[The three worlds you can obtain are too uplifted, and then you are in charge of the Xuanmen, which can only be said to be the destiny of heaven]

[However, after you grasped the authority of the sect, everything that happened made this seat unable to see through......]

The black-robed ghost god's eyes showed a slight inexplicable color.

Although his true body was still stopped in that Shentai Heaven and Earth, with his unfathomable Dao deeds, he might have been aware of it when Ye Han had just stepped into this Xuanmen Heaven and Earth.

He didn't make a move to hinder it, but let Ye Han break through the blockade of the Ten Halls of Yama, and maybe he also had a mind like that Xuanwu Holy Spirit. And Ye Han obtained the inheritance of the ancients and mastered this Xuanmen Dojo, there was nothing unacceptable to him.

But the key is that after Ye Han took charge of this sect, the next changes made him a little unexpected.

The resurgence of the cursed power that had been suppressed by the Void Jade God Realm was actually within his expectations. Although he also had a headache about that strange power, as an ancient god left over from the ancients, he had some ways to deal with it.

It's just that he didn't expect that this young man who had just refined the core of the cave heaven did not stand back when he suddenly faced the curse power that was eroding the eight directions, but communicated with the power of heaven and earth in the Jade God Realm to delay the erosion of the black qi.

This made him slightly interested, wanting to see how far this Xuanmen Holy Lord could go.

However, after Ye Han fought for that little respite, the Ghost Emperor became more and more unable to see through this young man.