Hell Emperor.

Chapter 272 Shura Jie - On Stage
The dull sound of the bell spread, which also meant that the competition concerning the main account officially began.

In the crowd below the stage, Lin Hanyan was filled with anxiety. She looked around for Ye Jie, but unfortunately she failed to find him. Instead, she saw some unusual figures, which surprised her for a moment.

"Those people, are they the ghost messengers of the Northern Qinglian Palace? Are they also coming to the Nether Spirit Palace to join in the fun..."

"Wait, why are the ghost messengers from the Pingdeng Palace and the auspicious beast Di Ting also here?"

"That aura is from the immortals of the Xuannv Sect... The Nether Spirit Palace is their territory. I wonder how many people were alarmed by this competition..."

Feeling the supreme immortal power coming from afar, Lin Hanyan shuddered, but saw that all the powerful people who were once elusive gathered here, waiting for the result of the competition together. Everyone's face was extremely solemn and the atmosphere was terrifyingly quiet.

Under the suppression of the Equality Array, everyone's realm was limited to the sixth level. However, the sixth level alone was enough to shock Lin Hanyan. She couldn't imagine how powerful the immortals at that level could display.

On the stage, Su Miao, a candidate for the Nether Spirit Palace competition, stepped out first. As soon as she appeared, she attracted cheers from the audience. Everyone was cheering for her with all their might!
"Fairy Miaorou, please teach the Shura of the Demon Palace a lesson on behalf of the Nether Spirit Palace."

"The hope of the Underworld Palace rests on you. You must win!"

"Let them know that we are not to be trifled with!"

Hearing the cheers of the crowd, Su Miao smiled faintly and turned to look at the people walking behind her: "Masters, did you hear that? They are all cheering for us. We can't let everyone down. We must win this competition!"

In addition to the fairy Yaoyin wearing a golden hairpin, there were two other fairies with different appearances who appeared on the stage with Su Miao.

One of them wore a red dress with blooming flowers embroidered with gold threads, and the other wore clouds as her dress, her figure shrouded in soft clouds. The two fairies had in common that they were both extraordinary and otherworldly, and their realm was even higher than that of the fifth-turn Fairy Yaoyin, reaching the sixth-turn realm!

"The main account belongs to Master Ming Ji and must not be lost. Su Miao, we are helping you this time to ensure that everything is foolproof." The fairy in red skirt spoke slowly, with a tone that left no room for doubt in her words.

Fairy Yaoyin smiled calmly: "Master Honghua, leave this competition to me and Su Miao. Perhaps we don't even need your and Master Yunshang's help to decide the winner of the competition."

The fairy called Grandmother Yunshang chuckled and said, "That's the best. But the Shuras of the Demon Palace cannot be underestimated. No one knows what they have prepared. Besides, I heard that even that person will come..."

Fairy Yunshang's words seemed to mention some kind of taboo. The eyes of the fairies froze, and their beautiful faces lost their luster. Instead, there was only an indelible sense of caution.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Su Miao hurriedly spoke: "So what if she came? With the Equality Formation, even if that person has reached the Ninth Transformation Realm, he cannot exert his true strength. Besides, we have so many ancestors here, so how can we be afraid of her alone? Does she dare to seize the main account by force just because she loses the competition?"

“That’s what she said, but…” Fairy Yunshang hesitated to speak, and finally just let out a deep sigh, with worry in her bright eyes.

Yao Yin seemed to remember something and was about to speak, but was interrupted by a burst of overwhelming boos.

The boos came like a tide, completely drowning out the words of the fairies. Not even a single word could be heard. The only thing that could be heard was the thunder-like sound passing through the ears, followed by endless shouting and cursing.

"Go back to your Demon Palace! You are not welcome here!"

"Don't even think about taking the main tent of the Nether Spirit Palace. Fairy Miaorou will severely defeat you!"

"With you guys, you're not even a ghost fairy, and you think you can win the championship of this competition? Get out of here!"

The targets of everyone's scolding and booing were Ye Jie and Ren Changhong who came on stage later.

Unlike Su Miao and the others, Ye Jie and the others were met with overwhelming boos as soon as they came on stage. Everyone was shouting and yelling, and they didn't give them any good looks at all.

Behind Ye Jie, Ren Changhong's face turned pale. Even with her strong willpower, she could not bear the overwhelming booing.

No matter what, she is the most popular ghost messenger of the year. No matter which Yama Palace she goes to, she will be treated with utmost respect. Even ghosts have to be polite when talking to her. How could she have ever been treated like this?
If she hadn't been carrying out an important mission on this trip, she would have wanted to walk away and not endure this humiliation for a moment.

"Are you ok?"

Noticing that something was wrong with Ren Changhong, Ye Jie asked with concern.

Unlike Ren Changhong, Ye Jie looked calm and composed, without the slightest discomfort. He had endured countless cold stares in Guangwang Palace, and this kind of momentum was already a common occurrence for him, and he was not affected at all.

"fine……"

Ren Changhong took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

"This is the home ground of the Nether Spirit Palace. If you become anxious or even perform poorly because of those voices, that would be exactly what those people want." Ye Jie spoke in a slow and unhurried tone.

Ren Changhong nodded subconsciously, and suddenly realized that he couldn't help but push Ye Jie: "What are you doing? When is it your turn to teach me these things? I should be the one teaching you! You can't make any mistakes just because of those people's boos. If you are timid and make mistakes, I will not forgive you!"

The corner of Ye Jie's mouth twitched. He didn't know how Ren Changhong could tell that he was timid. It was obvious that she was the one who was more nervous.

However, Ye Jie was still unsure about the result of the competition and felt a little scared.

He and Ren Changhong cooperated with each other and could only transform into a fifth-grade ghost spirit magic weapon. However, the Xingyue Linglong Moth was of the fourth grade.

A fourth-grade dark spiritual magic weapon is a rare item, not to mention in the mortal world, even in the hands of immortals. However, relying solely on the fourth grade does not necessarily guarantee victory.

After all, the Nether Spirit Palace is the birthplace of the Nether Spirit Divine Art. Ye Jie also doesn't know to what extent Su Miao has cultivated the Nether Spirit Divine Art. If she manages to develop a divine weapon, he will be doomed to fail.

Ren Changhong did not have these concerns. Anyway, her only helper was Ye Jie. Victory or defeat depended entirely on the on-the-spot performance of the two of them, and there was no more room for maneuver.

Since the two came on stage, the boos from the crowd have never stopped, and even intensified. From time to time, some stones and leaves were thrown at the two. Thanks to the protective shield on the stage, the things thrown by the crowd were blocked. In this situation, Ye Jie couldn't help but sigh. Even if Xuehe Shura didn't take action, judging from the hatred of the people in the Nether Spirit Hall towards the Shuras, the attack would happen sooner or later.

Below the stage, Lin Hanyan and other Shuras also heard the boos from the crowd.

Hearing them slandering the Mara Palace in this way, the Shuras felt dissatisfied and wanted to clear the name of the Mara Palace. Unfortunately, the weak voices they made were soon completely drowned out by the waves of the crowd. Even if they shouted at the top of their lungs, they could not make any waves, so they had to give up helplessly.

At this moment, everyone in the field, whether it was the candidates participating in the competition on the stage or the audience in the audience, suddenly felt an inexplicable palpitation, as if their entire heart was being squeezed by an invisible giant hand, and even breathing required all their strength.

This strange phenomenon did not only happen to those with low cultivation. The higher the cultivation, the stronger the feeling at this time. Even those high and mighty six-turn immortals were also extremely surprised and their expressions were horrified to the extreme.

Suddenly, a magnificent dragon roar was heard in the distant sky. The dragon roar contained overwhelming power. Anyone who heard the sound felt their soul tremble and could not help but bow down in worship.

"What kind of dragon is that?"

Ye Jie's pupils contracted. After cultivating the Divine Dragon Transformation to the initial stage of the Dao, he had an understanding of divine dragons far beyond that of ordinary people. It can be said that there is no divine dragon in the world that he cannot distinguish.

However, he could not tell what kind of dragon made that loud and majestic dragon roar. He just felt his body soften and all the dragon energy in his body became dormant and hid instinctively. He did not dare to act rashly in front of the owner of the dragon roar.

This feeling was even stronger than the first time Ye Jie saw the Lord of Guangwang Palace perform the Qianlong Tengyuan. That strong sense of oppression penetrated deep into Ye Jie's mind, making him unable to forget it no matter what!

Looking up, he saw a huge shadow outline emerging above the distant zenith. When the outline got closer, Ye Jie finally saw the whole thing. It was a demon dragon, a thousand feet long, with nine heads. Each head was covered with scales shining with golden light, looking majestic and extraordinary.

The most amazing thing was that behind the dragon was a magnificent carriage. The carriage was made of gold, dotted with sparkling pearls, and even the wheels were shining.

"That is..." Ye Jie took a deep breath, and many thoughts flashed through his mind.

The mighty and powerful dragon that surpasses everyone else is actually just a mythical beast used to pull a cart. In the underworld, there is only one person who can have such power!

"The Lord of the Demon Palace has arrived!"

The grand announcement resounded throughout the land. No matter where you were in the Nether Spirit Palace, you could hear the name of the Demon Palace Master! Everyone in the field was plunged into an endless winter, their bodies were cold, and they did not dare to face the master of millions of Shuras, the Demon Palace Master who had ascended to the ninth level!

There was a crisp sound of footsteps, and the car door opened, and a heroic woman stepped out. She was wearing a black cloak and heavy boots. Her star-like eyes revealed a bold and unruly look, and she did not care about the world.

Even the suppression of the Equality Formation could not suppress the vast momentum of Jiu Zhuan. In front of her, many ghost immortals who were used to being majestic had to tuck their tails between their legs and be cautious.

"Great! It's Lord Moro who's here!"

When he saw this person, Ren Changhong felt happy at once, and all his previous stage fright was gone.

With His Majesty Moruo's support, who in the underworld has a bigger backer than her? In front of His Majesty Moruo, all ghosts have nowhere to hide!

Sure enough, just as Ren Changhong said, when Her Highness Moro arrived, the endless booing suddenly stopped. No one dared to act rashly in front of Her Highness Moro. Seeing her was like seeing the Emperor of the Underworld who once commanded the Ten Palaces. Any disrespect would bring about fatal disaster.

Looking at Moro, Ye Jie felt a little nervous. He didn't expect that even Moro, who had reached the ninth level, would come to this competition in person.

With the eyesight of the Lord of the Demon Luo Palace, he would probably be able to see that something was wrong with him at a glance. Ye Jie didn't think that Lin Hanyan's talisman that could conceal the truth could deceive the Lord of the Demon Luo Palace who had reached the ninth level. If she asked about it, Ye Jie really didn't know how to explain it.

Not knowing if it was his illusion, Ye Jie found that Moro's eyes lingered on him for a moment, and there seemed to be some deep meaning in them.

Fortunately, this situation did not last too long. When Moruo arrived, a purple-dressed woman with extraordinary strength flew up from the Nether Spirit Hall and faced him from a distance, rolling up thousands of dim lights in the sky.

Seeing this person, everyone exclaimed:
"It's the Lord of the Netherworld Palace, Fairy Mingji!"

"The two hall masters' auras are confronting each other. It seems that this competition is going to be serious..."

"I just hope nothing unexpected happens... With the strength of the Nether Spirit Palace, we can't afford to offend the Demon Palace. How many people in the world can defeat the ninth-level Demon Palace Master?"

The only one who is qualified to stand against the Lord of the Demon Palace is the Lord of the Demon Palace, who has the most honorable position in the Demon Palace! The power of the coming of the Demon Palace is so great, how can the Demon Princess sit idly by? If this continues, I am afraid that the people who support her will also turn to the side of the Demon Palace.

Looking at the Ming Ji who was unwilling to be outdone, Moro smiled slowly, as if he had already seen the result of victory: "Master of the Ming Ling Palace, I will take over your main account!"

"The ownership of the main account should be determined by the results of the competition. I hope that Palace Master Mo Luo will not cheat when the time comes." Ming Ji answered slowly, with full confidence in her words.

The confrontation between the two hall masters made everyone around them dare not even breathe. Seeing that the situation would be ignited at any time if it continued like this, it was only when someone from the Equality Hall stepped forward that the situation was slightly eased.

The auspicious beast Di Ting flew up and came between the two of them. It took the initiative to speak: "I will be the referee of this competition. With the people from the Equal Hall as witnesses, you don't have to worry about the result of the competition, you just need to show your strength!"

Di Ting's words also made everyone in the audience nod their heads repeatedly.

The fairness of the Equality Hall was well-known throughout the underworld. With the people of the Equality Hall as referees, there was no need to worry about the results of the competition being manipulated or shady. The referees of the Equality Hall were always fair and selfless, and never mixed with personal feelings. Even many competitions held by the immortals in the sky would invite people from the Equality Hall to testify to show fairness.

The most fair place in the Equality Hall is the Equality Array. Under the suppression of the Equality Array, even immortals with higher realms will be forcibly suppressed and can only display the realm within the restrictions of the Array. There is nothing fairer in the world than this.

"Everyone is here, the competition begins now!" Ming Ji nodded to Di Ting, and Di Ting spoke loudly, announcing the start of the competition.

(End of this chapter)