Chapter 1 The Choice

"Young man, I'll give you the time it takes for an incense stick to burn to make your choice!"

Yan Luowang's thunderous voice echoed again, deafening.

"There's no need to give me so much time; I've already made my choice."

Chen Xiao said calmly.

"You want to join our ghost cultivator lineage?"

Yan Luowang said confidently.

In his view, Chen Xiao would make this choice as long as he had a brain.

However, Chen Xiao smiled slightly and said playfully, "Or, you can guess again?"

Yan Luowang was slightly stunned at first, then flew into a rage, "You little brat, since you want to die, then this king will grant your wish!"

Accompanied by his words, the power of his divine sense swept towards Chen Xiao like a storm.

Chen Xiao snorted dismissively, "You bunch of trash can't even resist the Nine Yang Candle Fire, so how can you face my Phoenix Fire?"

Yan Luowang was stunned upon hearing this, and then he saw Chen Xiao spread his wings, and fire suddenly rose everywhere.

The Phoenix Fire swept towards Yan Luowang, and Yan Luowang's face changed drastically.

In an instant, the Phoenix Fire had enveloped his huge figure.

A look of pain appeared on Yan Luowang's face, his spirit scattered, withered like an old tree about to die.

On the ground, Meng Po, the Judge, and those ghost generals were even more listless, letting out bursts of painful howls.

"Mama Meng, quickly, quickly give me a bowl of herbal tea to drink..."

The aftermath of the Phoenix Fire almost exhausted the Judge.

Meng Po's herbal tea bucket was only a few steps away from him, but he couldn't reach it, unable to move a single step.

Meng Po trembled all over, like a sieve, using all her strength to scoop up a bowl of herbal tea and gulp it down.

However, the feeling of coolness and relief from the heat did not appear, and the heat was not relieved at all.

And this also made her realize that this Phoenix Fire was a more fierce existence than the Nine Yang Candle Fire.

"Y-young man...quickly, quickly take back your supernatural power..."

Meng Po said weakly, her eyes full of despair.

Originally, she had seen great hope. With Zhu Jiuyin dead, she could finally leave this place and return to the outside world.

And along with Lord Yan Luowang, sweep across the six directions and dominate the Nine Provinces.

But who would have thought that after destroying a Zhu Jiuyin, a more fierce one than Zhu Jiuyin would come.

"Roar—"

Yan Luowang, enveloped in flames, let out a painful howl like a beast.

The Judge and Meng Po on the ground were only affected by the aftermath of the Phoenix Fire, and they were already half-dead.

Then the pain of Yan Luowang in the center of the Phoenix Fire's encirclement can be imagined.

"I, this king...admits defeat...I beg, beg you, take, take back your supernatural power..."

Yan Luowang's intermittent voice came from the fire.

Chen Xiao thought for a moment, and finally flicked his finger and dissipated the ball of fire.

At this time, Yan Luowang's eyes were scattered, his whole person was covered in dust, and he no longer had the previous majesty and kingly aura.

"Damn it, why do you want to play tricks on this king like this..."

Yan Luowang roared unwillingly to the sky, not knowing whether it was because he was too angry or too desperate.

In short, his whole person didn't look too good.

Having been suffocated in this space for three thousand years, perhaps there was a problem with his psychology.

Chen Xiao guessed.

"Find a place where we can talk, I have something to ask you!"

Chen Xiao said lightly, issuing an order to Yan Luowang.

The winner is king and the loser is villain. Yan Luowang has already admitted defeat to Chen Xiao, so Chen Xiao can naturally order him.

"Follow me to the Yan Luo Palace."

Yan Luowang said resignedly.

After speaking, he drove the black cloud and flew towards Fengdu Ghost City.

But Chen Xiao didn't follow immediately, but flapped his wings and landed back on the ground.

He walked straight to the Judge.

The Judge had a wry smile on his face, wanting to cry but having no tears.

Before Chen Xiao could speak, he主动献上 offered the Judge's Pen.

In the end, this Judge's Pen still couldn't be kept.

However, can the Judge without the Judge's Pen still be called the Judge?

He thought so.

Chen Xiao didn't care about those things. He took the Judge's Pen in his hand and played with it for a while.

A burst of true essence was injected into it, and this Judge's Pen was his.

"Let me teach you how to use it..."

The Judge was reluctant, his eyes full of sourness.

Watching Chen Xiao play with the Judge's Pen was like watching Chen Xiao press his wife under him.

Chen Xiao ignored him completely. After twirling the Judge's Pen between his fingers twice, the tip of the pen landed on the ground and scribbled.

"I am in the Yan Luo Palace!"

Then, with a flash of light, he came to the ghastly Yan Luo Palace.

Several ghost messengers were working nearby, and they were immediately dazed when they saw Chen Xiao.

Hei Bai Wuchang (Black and White Impermanence) in the palace saw the Judge's Pen and their eyes narrowed slightly.

Huh? Isn't this the Judge's magic weapon? How could it be in the hands of this mortal?

Just as they were about to step forward and question him, a majestic voice came from outside.

"Everyone here, retreat quickly!"

Yan Luowang stepped into the Yan Luo Palace, and the ground rumbled.

The ghost messengers immediately retreated when they saw this.

Looking at Yan Luowang, who was as huge as a mountain and like a giant spirit god, Chen Xiao said lightly, "I don't like looking up at people."

Yan Luowang didn't understand at first, but after he reacted, he immediately shrunk his body.

Although he shrunk, he was still more than two meters tall, still a head taller than Chen Xiao.

Chen Xiao frowned, and Yan Luowang explained, "I've withdrawn my Dharma idol, this is my true body."

Chen Xiao said coldly, "Then kneel."

Yan Luowang widened his bull-like eyes and was about to flare up when Chen Xiao's sharp gaze was cast over. Yan Luowang immediately recalled the fear of being dominated by the Phoenix Fire.

With a plop, he fell to his knees.

This time, he only reached Chen Xiao's shoulder, and Chen Xiao nodded in satisfaction.

After Yan Luowang knelt down, Chen Xiao ignored him and looked around.

He strolled around the huge Yan Luo Palace like he was shopping.

"My lord, how can you let us go?"

Yan Luowang couldn't help but ask.

This mortal was even more terrifying than Zhu Long, and a greater threat to the ghost cultivator lineage.

After all, Zhu Long usually just hides in the Wangchuan River. If they can't afford to provoke him, they can still hide!

But this mortal can walk around everywhere. The most important thing is that his Phoenix Fire is also more powerful than the Nine Yang Candle Fire.

Chen Xiao looked at Yan Luowang and frowned in thought, "When did I say I wouldn't let you go?"

"Then what are you doing, my lord..."

Yan Luowang asked in confusion.

"I am a person with a strong desire for knowledge!"

Chen Xiao stretched out his hand and summoned Yan Luowang's throne over.

The throne was too big, so Chen Xiao simply jumped up and sat on the backrest.

Looking at Yan Luowang like this, he was even more condescending!

"I want to hear you talk about what exactly is going on with your Underworld? From cultivating with souls to the ghost messengers hooking souls, tell me everything in detail!"

Chen Xiao interrogated Yan Luowang like he was interrogating a prisoner.

And Yan Luowang had already cursed the Judge's ancestors for nineteen generations in his heart.

He's not afraid of god-like opponents, but of pig-like teammates, it's all this idiot's fault...