Lord of the night.

Chapter 1451 The Beginning of the Underworld! [Make-up for the day before yesterday's break!]

Just then, news of Fang Yunzheng arrived.

"Ninth Brother, there's something you'll be very happy to know."

Fang Yun was feeling a bit smug.

"What's going on?"

Dongfang San San didn't really think anything could make her happy so easily, but seeing that Fang Lao Liu was obviously in high spirits, she didn't want to disappoint him.

He knew that his brother really knew he was too tired and depressed, so he was trying to cheer him up.

So Dongfang San San would always cooperate, even if she was unhappy, she would pretend to be amused by the other party.

"What could be so fun? You actually told me I'd be happy? Aren't you afraid of biting off more than you can chew?"

Fang Yun said cheerfully, "My son sent me news about the Divine Weasel Cult. Apparently, Yan Nan is so angry he vomited blood. Are you sure you don't want to read it?"

"Send it over so I can take a look?"

Dongfang San San immediately perked up.

Fang Yunzheng said smugly, "There are so many, I'll categorize them and send them to you."

The first thing sent was the progress of the final stage of the "Sovereign Cult's" Gu cultivation.

Then there's the situation regarding Fang Che presiding over the trial, which also includes considerations for Feng Nuan.

Another matter is investigating the case of the murder of Sun Wutian and others. Fang Che must contact them about this matter.

No one knows the details of the case better than Dongfang San San, and what kind of cooperation they had done on both sides.

And with intelligence provided on one side, the case can be solved on the other... that's how speed is achieved!
Fang Che felt absolutely no psychological pressure about using this back door.

This is my resource; if I can't solve a case here, I'll solve it over there.

What can't be done over there, we'll do here.

It has to be said that this really hit a nerve with Dongfang San San.

He smiled and looked at it carefully, recalling the situation back then.

I nodded, just about to send the message, when I saw the last paragraph, and it all came flooding in at once. Several whole pages!

This is a matter concerning the Divine Weasel Cult.

The origins of the Divine Weasel Cult, its personnel, the identity of its leader, and the identities of all its members…

"!!"

Dongfang San San's eyes widened!
This... how could such a thing happen?

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Dongfang San San truly burst out laughing, mainly because she thought about Yan Nan's current mood, and she couldn't suppress her long-lost feeling of schadenfreude!

The soundproof barrier was thrown out immediately to ensure no one could hear it.

After all, it wouldn't sound good for the esteemed strategist of the East to be gloating over someone else's misfortune; it would damage his image. Is the strategist of the East the kind of person who gloats over others' misfortunes?
Only then did I feel relieved and happy.

"Hahaha... Yan Nan is so pitiful, hahaha..."

Dongfang San San couldn't stop smiling.

This is the happiest time of my life.

Thinking about Yan Nan's next move: "...Well, if I were Yan Nan, I would have to quickly clean up the sect, suppress the news to prevent it from spreading beyond the mainland, and work while spitting blood in anger..."

"Live... live..."

Dongfang San San watched with a happy smile.

I watched it three times, and then sighed.

While gloating is one thing, putting myself in Yan Nan's shoes, I know she's really suffering right now.

Beset by internal and external troubles, all the factors of instability suddenly erupted!
This will affect the Sovereign Church's preparations for war: how can they start a war if they are unsure who their own people are?
"Completely overwhelmed!"

Dongfang San San sighed sympathetically: "This matter... really needs our help. Let's tell Fang Che the intelligence from back then, find out something, and make things even worse for Yan Nan."

"I meant well, helping Yannan to purge the religious sects."

Just do it.

"Sixth Brother, you really made me happy this time."

"I haven't been this happy in years. This is what I'll be happy about until things are over with the Sovereign Church."

"Tell Archer to focus on his work and make good achievements over there, and to send as few messages as possible and contact as little as possible with anyone here!"

"I will carefully compile the details of how Sun Wutian and his group were ambushed in the Forest of Ten Thousand Spirits back then, and try to make it as complete as possible for you, so as to avoid any unnecessary omissions or commotion caused by sending it repeatedly. Send it to him after I have compiled it."

"Also, the Serpent God is about to descend, so you must not abandon your martial arts. I will notify you if needed."

“I will also be prepared so that you can use your original identities to make a move.”

"If it's not necessary, you can continue to stay idle."

Fang Yunzheng was secretly delighted, about to say something like, "Finally, they need me?", when he realized there was no need to stay idle any longer...

He couldn't hold back any longer: "Ninth Brother, I'm so bored I could fart!"

"Well, as long as you don't care about your son's life or death, you can go out and make a name for yourself." Dongfang San San's words completely blocked his path.

"...Okay, then I'll continue to idle."

Fang Yunzheng was speechless.

Now he cherishes this son like the apple of his eye.

He would never do anything that could jeopardize his son's safety. If necessary, he would rather bury himself again...

Dongfang San San was having a relaxed conversation with Fang Yunzheng.

There was a knock on the door outside.

"Ninth Brother!"

It was Yutianqi.

As soon as the door opened, Yu Tianqi's burly figure strode in.

"Ninth Brother, something's happened in the Underworld. Should we get involved?"

After reading the intelligence, Dongfang San San sighed and said with a gloomy expression, "I won't interfere!"

Yu Tianqi nodded and sighed, "That's too ruthless!"

"..."

Dongfang San San also sighed.

Dongfang San San was truly helpless regarding the Earthly Venerable and the Heavenly Emperor: "Let them be. But if that happens, the Underworld will basically be finished... However, incorporating this power into the Guardians might not necessarily be a good thing."

"That's true."

Yu Tianqi nodded repeatedly.

Some time ago.

Yan Beihan's forces finally began their journey to the underworld.

Di Zun Yin En Chou immediately jumped up excitedly.

"I'm free now!"

The Earthly Venerable laughed heartily in front of the Heavenly Emperor, endlessly showing off, while the Heavenly Emperor's face turned ashen.

"Then why don't you hurry back?"

"It's alright, I have a stand-in. I need to stay here and drink with you for a few more days to celebrate and let you feel my good mood."

The Earthly Venerable laughed heartily.

The Heavenly Emperor's face twisted in anger: "Your underworld has begun, but we in the Heavenly Palace are still waiting in line!"

Drinking with you is pure torture for me, okay?
And so... the underworld began to be conquered; before the Earthly Venerable had left, the Heavenly Emperor had already departed.

I can't stand seeing the Earthly Venerable so excited!

Seeing that the Earthly Venerable was about to break free from his destiny, the Heavenly Emperor felt even more miserable than if he himself were unlucky!
Damn it, why didn't that ignorant Yan Beihan come to the Heavenly Palace first?

This girl is really an idiot!
With the Heavenly Emperor gone, the Earthly Venerable had no one left to gloat, so he quietly returned to the Underworld as well.

……

Rewind the timeline.

Before even venturing into the Netherworld Palace, Zhou Meier had already begun collecting materials from both ancient and modern times to learn about the Underworld.

By the time the matter at the Netherworld Palace came to an end, the materials Zhou Meier had collected from the Underworld had filled two large rooms!

They worked day and night with the staff to screen and select candidates.

After the events at the Netherworld Palace concluded, Yan Beihan and Zhou Meier worked almost day and night for half a month straight on the strategy, leaving no stone unturned in their efforts to cover every aspect, big or small.

The entire staff of the Red Beauty Legion had visibly shrunk considerably.

After all, the underworld is not some other place.

Among all the secluded sects, the Heavenly Palace and the Underworld are the most mysterious and powerful. The number of experts in the Heavenly Palace and the Underworld is not much less than that of the Sovereign Sect and the Guardians.

With such a behemoth, Yan Beihan was genuinely worried that the operation would fail without thorough preparation.

Given the power of the underworld, it's not surprising that they buried all the people they brought with them there.

We made more than a dozen plans in total. Then, as the simulations went on, they were all abandoned one by one.

Finally, one was chosen.

Even after finalizing the plan, Yan Beihan was still not at ease. He organized a team to conduct repeated reverse reasoning and put themselves in the other person's shoes to deduce the solution, revising it several times.

Only then did he lead his men to set off.

When they set off, Bi Yunyan and Feng Xue also returned from Dragon God Island.

It just so happened that the main force was setting off the next day.

Yan Beihan was overjoyed and called the two inside, after all, Bi Yunyan was a formidable weapon and a master of formations.

With Bi Yunyan around, the safety level has been significantly improved this time.

As they traveled, Yan Beihan kept Bi Yunyan by his side.

"How was this wave of Dragon God Island?" Yan Beihan asked.

"Don't mention it."

Bi Yunyan looked blissfully happy and held up two fingers: "Two meals! My butt's been cracked open."

"..."

Yan Beihan blushed instantly and grabbed Bi Yunyan, starting to twist her!

Twist it hard!

This girl has to be disciplined. She's become so shrewd that she can't even speak without making lewd jokes in front of me.

"Especially the second time... holy crap, that was so powerful..."

While begging for mercy, Bi Yunyan was still savoring the memory: "The second time... after coming out of the Golden Dragon Secret Realm, that beating... made me feel like I couldn't take it anymore, I felt like I was going to die. If it were you, I reckon you'd be done for in three hits!"

"Shut up!"

Yan Beihan blushed, gritted his teeth, and released his spiritual energy to restrain Bi Yunyan, about to begin twisting her with all his might!
But Bi Yunyan let out a snort, and her cultivation suddenly erupted, with holy light flashing.

They actually managed to knock Yan Beihan's hand away.

While Yan Beihan was still in shock, he directly turned the tables and took control of Yan Beihan.

Its power was so great that Yan Beihan was unable to resist it, and his eyes widened in shock: "You...you broke through? By so much? What rank?!"

Yan Beihan was utterly astonished.

Bi Yunyan's cultivation level has always been far behind his!

How did they suddenly manage to overtake them?

"This Holy Monarch is already at the peak of the third rank!"

Bi Yunyan, smug and arrogant, reached out and grabbed Yan Beihan's buttocks, about to exert force, and transmitted a sinister laugh: "First wife! Hurry up and beg for mercy from this concubine! Otherwise, this concubine will make you wish you were dead today! You'll be torn between life and death!"

Yan Beihan snorted: "You dare to twist it and try?" Bi Yunyan didn't dare, so she let go of her hand, stroked it a couple of times, and said with a fawning look: "Big sister is mighty, little sister dares not."

"Humph."

Yan Beihan said, "Tell me the details."

So Bi Yunyan started by talking about what happened before.

How to fight, how... before he could finish speaking, he let slip the secret.

"...Sister Xue asked me if I had entered the Night Demon's family, and I said no..."

"Um?!"

Yan Beihan's face darkened instantly, his eyes sharp as if he wanted to devour someone: "What do you mean? You two are talking about this now?"

Bi Yunyan panicked immediately, realizing something was wrong, and tried to argue, "The situation was tense at the time, and the Night Demon was on the verge of death..."

"fart!"

Yan Beihan was furious: "Didn't you say that you were discovered because you were holding Night Demon's arm during someone else's fight?"

"...I..."

Bi Yunyan's pretty eyes widened: "Ahem...it seems there's a slight discrepancy in the situation..."

"Explain in detail! Start from the beginning!"

Yan Beihan felt a sense of crisis approaching, and his eyes became even more dangerous. He looked at Bi Yunyan with eyes that seemed to want to devour her alive.

I told you to be vigilant and guard against it, but you ended up colluding with them?

What a bastard!
No wonder he looked so cheerful and refreshed after returning from the snowy trip, with a smile on his face and a radiant smile.

It seems there has been significant progress!
Bi Yunyan actually tried to make excuses for me!

Yan Beihan shouted, "Withdraw the spiritual energy!"

Then he grabbed Bi Yunyan and pinned her to his knees, raised his hand, and slapped her five times with tremendous force!

"Ah ah ah..."

Bi Yunyan almost burst into tears; it was too forceful.

If you take off his pants, you can clearly see five handprints on his buttocks!

"I really didn't partner with her!"

Bi Yunyan became anxious.

Then he recounted the whole story, all the way up to his breakthrough and being captured and questioned by the ancestor.

"...I don't know anything else, and then I came back."

Bi Yunyan was dejected.

What did I do? This beating was completely unjust.

"So, it was Grandpa Feng who did this!"

Yan Beihan immediately understood.

Aside from separatists, it's simply impossible for anyone else!
But this puts even more pressure on us.

Because she knew very well that although her grandfather constantly berated Feng Du, he had never actually overturned any of Feng Du's decisions in his entire life!

My respect for Feng Du, this third brother, comes from the bottom of my heart!
In other words, as long as Feng Du has this idea, it will definitely succeed without any doubt!

"What a womanizer!"

The north wind and cold bring extreme distress.

But seeing Bi Yunyan's smug expression only fueled her anger. She knew exactly why Bi Yunyan was so proud.

Bi Changhong found out, and surprisingly, he didn't object!
He just told me to keep it a secret!
How could Bi Yunyan not be overjoyed? This girl was truly ecstatic. The road ahead was completely clear!

For Bi Yunyan, this basically means her life is over!

Everything went through Yan Beihan's mind, leaving him somewhat melancholy.

Bi Yunyan sighed and leaned closer to transmit her voice, "Xiao Han, do you really want to die several times a day...? Just the two of us can't stop you."

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!"

Enraged, Yan Beihan beat Bi Yunyan up.

Feng Xue, unaware of what was going on, rushed over to mediate the fight.

These two are truly a pair of bickering lovers. They hadn't seen each other for a long time, and the moment they met, they started fighting! Bi Yunyan was the same; she clearly couldn't win, but she never forgot how badly she was beaten and kept going up to get hit!

Feng Xue was helpless against these two women.

"This is none of your business!"

Yan Bei's face was cold.

"How can I not be involved?" Feng Xue gently persuaded, "Let's talk this out. Look, Yunyan is even crying..."

"She deserves it!"

Yan Beihan beat up Bi Yunyan, venting his anger, and then began to think of a solution.

As I pondered, I felt lost and helpless.

But they had already arrived at the Valley of Shadows.

This is the gateway to the underworld.

The gateways to the underworld are shrouded in mystery, with legends suggesting there are more than a dozen, scattered across the north and south.

Only three sources from the inner circle of the Sovereign Sect came out: Yinfeng Valley, Guiqi Ridge, and Wangxiang Cliff.

After extensive investigation, the location of Yinfeng Valley was confirmed.

Sure enough, after arriving there, they relayed the message inside that there was news and they were to wait outside.

Then, wisps of dark mist rose up, turning the surrounding area for miles into a ghostly realm where one could not see their own hand in front of their face.

Under the illumination of various strange lights, there were actually shadowy pavilions and towers in this mysteriously appearing mist, and there seemed to be blue lights flickering.

Then, clusters of will-o'-the-wisps drifted in from all directions, eventually coalescing into a sea of ​​fire.

In the sea of ​​fire.

A road flashes and gradually takes clear shape.

It is a road made entirely of white jade.

It leads straight to a bridge that spans east to west.

A voice said calmly, "This is the Road to the Underworld, the Bridge of Helplessness!"

"Lord Yan, do you dare to step forward?!"

"What's there to be afraid of indulging in superstitions?!"

Yan Beihan remained calm and composed, flicking his black cloak as he stepped onto the white jade path.

The members of the Righteous Sect immediately followed.

The moment I stepped onto this path, suddenly all around me, ten thousand ghosts cried out, and countless vengeful spirits flickered and howled.

Shadowy figures flew about, human heads and severed limbs flew up continuously, and rivers of blood surged and poured down on both sides of the road to the underworld.

A leisurely voice drifted in from all directions.

Ethereal and uncertain, seemingly real yet illusory, like a dream.

"Life and death are exhausting, a fear shared throughout history; wealth and glory are fleeting and impermanent..."

The words echoed repeatedly, growing softer yet never fading away. In the eerie wind and mist, it seemed as if countless ghosts were silently reciting them in your heart…

A mournful female voice, plaintive and sorrowful.

"The living must not enter the road to the underworld; the road to the underworld is but one step, separating the world of the living from the world of the dead..."

"No matter how powerful or skilled you were in life... you'll only be a ghost on the road to the underworld..."

The eerie sounds came from all directions, constantly disturbing the soul.

Many felt as if all the people they had killed in their lives were gathered here, their features still vivid, their faces covered in blood, charging towards them, screaming shrilly, "...Give me back my life..."

Among the group, some women whose cultivation levels were insufficient showed signs of fear in their eyes.

Yan Beihan walked with his hands behind his back on the white jade road, his beautiful face calm. Sensing the situation in the group, he slowly raised his right hand, clenched his fist in the air, and shouted, "Soul-shattering! Break through illusions!"

Boom!
Suddenly, a dazzling array of multicolored light burst forth.

In an instant, holy light descended like the sun.

Brilliant and arrogant!
Illuminating hundreds and thousands of miles, bright and upright!
Everyone could see that there was no white jade bridge; it was just an ordinary mountain path.

On both sides of the road, underground lines faintly shimmered with light, and wisps of black smoke rose from all directions. Cleverly placed vents nearby blew out cold air from different directions, transforming the black smoke into human heads, spirits, and so on...

Moreover, the mist continued to press down from above... within which faint light flickered, creating an illusion.

It turns out they were all made by humans!

Once this thought arose, it suddenly didn't seem so scary anymore, and everyone felt reassured.

In the distance, on the white jade bridge, an old woman, her back hunched, looked over with a flickering gaze and said calmly, "The Soul-Shocking Palm of Yan Nan, the Vice Grand Master of our righteous sect, is indeed unparalleled in the world!"

Yan Beihan, dressed in a black cloak, walked forward calmly with his hands behind his back.

Her phoenix eyes flashed with disdainful arrogance as she said indifferently, "So you are Meng Po from the Underworld?!"

Meng Po cackled and said, "Miss Yan, do you dare to drink a bowl of this old woman's soup?"

Yan Beihan stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at her with indifferent eyes, and said calmly, "A mere bowl of Forget-Me-Not Soup, what is there that I wouldn't dare to drink? But even if I dare to drink it, do you dare to let me drink it?"

Meng Po's pupils contracted.

These words struck a chord with her.

The Underworld, no matter what, is just a martial arts sect, not the real netherworld.

No matter how it's arranged, even if it's exactly the same as the legendary underworld, no one dares to let the eldest princess of the Weiwo Zhengjiao drink a bowl of the Forget-Me-Not Soup that will make her delirious!
If Yan Beihan really drank it.

From now on, it's a fight to the death!

Meng Po didn't know what the future held, but she knew she would be the first to die! And none of her own family members would survive either!
Seeing Yan Beihan's stunningly beautiful face right in front of her, Meng Po couldn't help but take a step back.

Yan Beihan stepped forward and reached out to take the bowl of soup.

Her skin was like jade, and her fingers were slender and long.

Meng Po shrank back again.

Yan Beihan's expression remained unchanged as he calmly said, "You dare not let me drink?"

Meng Po took a deep breath: "Miss Yan is a distinguished guest. There's no need for soup."

Yan Beihan said calmly, "Then what are you doing serving soup at the bridgehead? Does your underworld employ a bunch of actors?!"

The 'Meng Po' in front of him changed his expression, but dared not refute him.

She was putting on a show of mental pressure by acting strangely here. Now that the other party wants a drink, but she doesn't dare to give it to him, it's no use saying anything more.

Yan Beihan walked past her with his hands behind his back, seemingly oblivious to her presence.

The cloak flipped up and slapped the 'Meng Po' across the face with a loud crack. Yan Beihan's indifferent voice rang out: "Come with me! Be my tour guide!"

"Gentlemen, the scenery of the underworld is rarely seen. Since you are here today, you might as well take your time to explore it. After this, it may be really difficult to see it again."

A smile flickered in Bing Tianxue's eyes.

Yan Beihan's imposing aura has truly been fully cultivated!

Following closely behind Yan Beihan, he strode forward, grabbed the 'Meng Po' by the collar, and said, "Didn't you hear me say I was supposed to be your tour guide?"

He picked it up and left, his icy aura instantly enveloping the area. He laughed, "You're actually a Saintly Lord of the First Rank. No wonder you're guarding this place. Don't even think about sparring with me. Let Yin Enchou come in person."

He sneered, "You're only alive today because your ancestors burned incense so kindly. Don't forget to offer incense when you get back!"

He grabbed the person and strode away.

Then, the large group of the Sovereign Sect followed with great laughter, their fear gone, and rushed across the Bridge of Helplessness!

(End of this chapter)