My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

"Is Mr. Zhang here to meet the King of Hell?"

Zhang Hao replied, "That's right, shouldn't the King of Hell be inside the hall?"

The gatekeeper ghost said, "No, Yama is out investigating cases and rarely returns lately. You can only wait if you go in now, but it's uncertain whether Yama will return today."

Zhang Hao was surprised to find no one there. The King of Hell, who usually stayed in the underworld handling official business, had actually left to investigate a case.

What kind of major case could it be that would make the King of Hell take it so seriously and have to personally intervene?
Full of doubt, Zhang Hao asked curiously, "What case is the King of Hell investigating?"

"It seems to be related to the recent cleansing of sins by souls, coupled with the frequent occurrence of various strange events in the human world. Yama has been very busy lately, so he rarely returns to his palace."

Zhang Hao thought to himself that waiting here would probably not bring back the King of Hell.

"I see. It seems I won't be seeing the King of Hell today."

Zhang Hao felt quite regretful; this trip had been a complete waste of time.

Just as he turned to leave, he saw a thick fog spreading at the end of the black road ahead, and Yama, surrounded by several ghost messengers, returned with a solemn expression.

Wow, looks like I'm in good luck today. Didn't I just happen to run into the King of Hell returning home?

Zhang Hao stepped forward and greeted him: "King Yama, I was just looking for you. What a coincidence that I ran into you on your return."

The King of Hell looked very solemn, and his expression became even more serious upon seeing him.

"It just so happens that I also need to talk to you about something. Come with me, and we can discuss it in detail."

Seeing the other person so serious, Zhang Hao felt uneasy.

Have I done anything out of line lately? Why is the King of Hell so serious?
Did I accidentally cross his line?

That's not right either. Yama never interferes with ordinary matters. After all, his own strength is undeniable, and Yama has no say in his affairs.

Upon entering the Yama King's Palace, all the ghost messengers were dismissed, leaving only the two of them.

The King of Hell stared intently at him: "I shouldn't be telling you these things now, but the situation is so dire that I have no choice but to inform you."

Zhang Hao was baffled: "Just say what's on your mind."

"Let me give you a heads-up, just in case you suddenly get angry. Someone like you, once you lose your temper, will cause a lot of trouble for the underworld, so we have to be careful."

The other party's serious and solemn attitude left Zhang Hao completely bewildered: "Alright, alright, I've already given you the warning. Just say what you need to say. I promise I won't suddenly lose my temper and tear down your hellish place."

King Yama secretly breathed a sigh of relief and solemnly handed him a booklet.

This is the original Book of Life and Death. He took it and looked at it carefully. All the people circled had died unexpectedly.

Sure enough, the name of the race car driver he had investigated earlier was on the list of accidental deaths.

It was indeed an accidental death.

“Many people have died in the mortal realm recently, and without exception, all of them possessed special talents. Although they did not cultivate Yin-Yang magic for various reasons, their souls were indeed purer and stronger than those of ordinary people.”

The energy condensed from souls can sometimes unleash astonishing power, let alone so many special souls.

Some evil sects, demons, and monsters like to devour souls to enhance their power.

However, ordinary evil spirits are often helpless against those with special talents, their desires unfulfilled. But some specially trained individuals, those who have practiced magic, can use special methods to extract these souls and devour them directly.

After reviewing the list, Zhang Hao also found it strange. After a moment's thought, he offered his guess: "It's indeed very unusual that so many people with special talents have been killed so suddenly. I encountered a monster called 'Faceless' in the west earlier. It claimed to have transcended the Six Paths of Reincarnation and enjoyed devouring the souls of people with special talents. Could it be that guy's doing?"

If it really was that guy who did it, then everything makes sense.

“Mr. Zhang, we in the Underworld are also aware of the Faceless One you mentioned. It is indeed an existence beyond the jurisdiction of the Underworld. However, the Faceless One is currently in the West, and these events in the East are none of his concern.”

Zhang Hao was shocked by this answer: "Does this mean we also have something like the Faceless One here?"

If that's true, it's no wonder that the King of Hell takes this matter so seriously and treats himself with such strangeness.

"According to my investigation, the successive accidental deaths of these people with special talents are all related to a certain person."

Yama's gloomy eyes stared intently at Zhang Hao.

Zhang Hao believed he had never crossed any lines in his actions, so he didn't connect it to himself. Besides, the King of Hell's eyes were always so sinister.

"Who is it?" Zhang Hao asked curiously.

The King of Hell's gaze gradually grew serious, and his reply was even wary, as if he was worried that the other party might suddenly attack.

"That person is you."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Hao's expression froze instantly. He forced a smile: "How could it be me? You must have made a mistake."

He had a lot of free time these days, mostly staying at home, occasionally contacting Fritz to keep track of the Faceless Men's movements in the West.

He has been staying at home and has not gone out. How could he have done such a heinous thing?

Besides, why would he need to consume special souls? There's absolutely no need!

If he wanted to, his strength could have already reached a level comparable to that of a god!
It is precisely because he possesses such terrifying power that Yama is wary of him and generally agrees to his proposals.

"There is absolutely no mistake. After receiving the news, I personally investigated thoroughly, and after repeated verification, we have confirmed that the person who made the move was indeed you."

Zhang Hao's expression gradually turned cold as he solemnly explained, "I'm not at the point where I need to absorb souls to increase my strength. At my level, growth in strength depends more on breakthroughs in my mindset and mentality. You should be well aware of this."

Yama, of course, understood, but this only applied to normal circumstances.

In special circumstances, Zhang Hao might indeed be eager to improve his strength and resort to any means necessary.

Yama once spoke with Frizz, from whom he learned that Zhang Hao's meticulously planned scheme had been defeated by the Faceless Man from the West, allowing the man to escape and ultimately being outmaneuvered.

From this, Yama realized that Zhang Hao was not absolutely invincible. Perhaps it was this incident that angered him, prompting him to be eager to improve his strength in order to defeat the Faceless Man.

It's also possible that they've taken a liking to the Faceless Man's cultivation methods and want to try using similar methods to improve their strength—both of which require the souls of individuals with special talents.

Considering the current context, Yama believes that while the possibility of Zhang Hao committing such an evil deed is small, it is not entirely impossible.
The King of Hell was silent for a moment: "But the situation is special now. Perhaps you have indeed gone astray because of some special considerations and your eagerness to improve your strength."

Zhang Hao slammed his hand on the table in anger, shattering the ancient black rock carving into dust.

"I'm not so easily tempted! What kind of person do you take me for? Do you think I'm the kind of person who would do anything to improve my strength?"

The King of Hell wore an indescribable expression. (End of Chapter)