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The banquet of the Underworld was held in the void, with all the seats neatly suspended in the dark night. Surrounding the venue were evenly spaced lanterns of ghostly fire, their rhythmic movement surprisingly diminishing the eerie atmosphere, creating a solemn and dignified ambiance.
At least, as Yun Zhi Yue walked through, she did not feel the chill of the underworld. One could only say that Xian Kong was indeed a talent. He had not been in the Underworld for long, and even other Yan Luo looked down on him, yet he always found ways to assert his presence with various powers. Like a versatile warrior, he could handle anything with ease.
Previously, when he gathered the faith of countless beings, she hadn’t understood it at the time. But as her memories resurfaced, she became convinced that Xian Kong had once been at least at the Imperial Realm. Perhaps after blocking the Great Dao, a major figure reached an end and began infinitely refreshing his Reincarnation accounts; this was certainly not his first Reincarnation.
It was said that the Reincarnation Stone revealed that Xian Kong possessed an exceptionally strong Reincarnation Power. Regardless of how many times he had been reborn, once he fell into her hands, it would be like catching a child. The more outstanding his subordinates were, the happier she would be as their boss; in this endless exploitation, wasn’t this one of the sweet rewards she sought as the future Queen of the Underworld?
The name Yun Zhi Yue had long been surrounded by various legends, and today various clans had finally witnessed her true self. She wore a flowing black gown that subtly depicted the rivers and mountains of the Underworld. Her raven hair was held up by a single white skull hairpin, and there were no other adornments on her body. Yet with every step she took, it felt as if she were treading upon the center of the universe.
The mark of Emerald Bud on her forehead stood out starkly against the eternal darkness of the Underworld, accentuating her chillingly beautiful visage. Today’s inheritance of the throne of the Underworld stirred neither waves nor ripples within her.
If it were the old Yun Zhi Yue, she would have laughed heartily with excitement by now. But reflecting on too many past experiences from Tai Chu, what spilled forth was a calmness and aloofness born from great ups and downs. Having witnessed peaks, how could one be shaken by mere hills?
The seat of the Heavenly Emperor naturally accompanied her. Su Ye, observing today’s Yun Zhi Yue, sighed: “What a transformation! It’s made Ben Jun no longer refer to himself as an elder. How long do you think this girl has lived in Tai Chu?”
The Tide Emperor, glancing at his disciples seated at another table, particularly at Wang Er Zhu, remarked thoughtfully: “Once a new Reincarnation begins, the past fades away like smoke; those are merely dreams.”
Su Ye disagreed: “Wang Er Zhu, Nine Halls Yama, and Xian Kong, they have opened new paths of Reincarnation. This girl has not.”
To her, the past was not a dream but another version of herself awakening. Although she claimed to bow her head, would the power of revival agree with that?
Tide frowned: “Are you saying—”
Su Ye shook his head: “Ben Jun doesn’t know why either; it’s just a feeling that eludes grasp—does Li Shang Di Jun sense it too? That tranquility before a storm.”
Li Shang showed no signs of unusualness: “It’s nothing.”
Su Ye raised an eyebrow: “You really are confident.”
Yun Zhi Yue stepped onto the high platform, facing numerous guests from the Imperial Realm without a hint of nervousness or panic. In fact, one could say there was not even a trace of excitement.
The purpose of inviting everyone here was to announce widely that the Lord of the Underworld is named Yun Zhi Yue. The Underworld will now walk among the realms, and as a force that controls the heavens, there is no need for its people to remain hidden in obscurity.
That is all I have to say. Now, I invite you all to witness the Heaven and Earth Bestow Mandate, so that at least Ben Di can be truly deserving of his title.
With one hand raised, the primordial power of the previous Underworld King gathered, causing the Underworld to tremble as it converged into Yun Zhi Yue's palm, forming the Ming Yin imprint.
The so-called Heaven and Earth Bestow Mandate is merely a title, a seal, a recognition from heaven and earth that you dominate a part of existence. This imprint is one that brands the soul, which is why Li Shang insisted on shattering souls.
What astonished everyone at this moment was that the Ming Yin gradually materialized in Yun Zhi Yue's palm. This essentially meant that one hand could govern the Underworld.
To put it positively, the King of Hell is enigmatic and unfathomable. To put it negatively, he doesn't even regard this Heaven and Earth Bestow Mandate as significant; he simply offers you one hand and casually seals it.
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