Hell Emperor.

Chapter 607 Ye Jie - Following the Clues
After some discussion, Ye Jie and the others determined their next course of action.

After asking the people in the city for directions to Fulousha City, the group immediately set off.

As the group left, Yingling City returned to its former state. The believers who were bowing and kneeling before the statues were completely unaware of what had just happened.

But soon, a bolt of divine lightning falling from the heavens shattered the peace of the city.

The divine thunder struck the earth, unleashing a continuous, boundless burst of lightning that spread for thousands of miles. The surrounding buildings could not withstand such terrifying pressure and were instantly reduced to dust. The nearby residents fared even worse; they were wiped out by the divine thunder without even being able to react, leaving not a trace of ash behind.

Emerging from the lightning was a man of imposing stature, with sharp eyes and long, unbound hair that cascaded down his back, adding to his air of arrogance.

"what happened……"

"His aura... How could there be such a powerful immortal in this world?"

With the arrival of this person, the residents of the city felt a tangible pressure, making it hard to breathe. Even taking a breath required all their strength, and if they were any closer, they would probably suffocate to death in no time.

Someone seemed to have thought of something and began to analyze it all at once:
"This powerful immortal must have known that someone was causing trouble in the city, which is why he descended to the mortal realm to punish the wicked!"

“That’s right. Even Venerable Yuanxu died at the hands of that group of people. Only this immortal master can eliminate the enemy!”

Amidst the crowd's discussion, the long-haired man, his face contorted with rage, ignored everyone around him and walked straight to a broken statue. He then knelt down and let out a low, howling roar:

"Who on earth dared to damage the statue I erected for the Goddess of Mystery? This statue embodies my admiration and love. I spent a fortune to place it in the center of town, and now it's being trampled on like this. I'd like to see who has such audacity!"

The man appeared like a madman, his eyes blazing with boundless lightning that seemed to pierce the sky. He glared fiercely at the onlookers, and many of them, unable to withstand his oppressive aura, coughed up blood, their lungs and internal organs being crushed.

Seeing that the situation was dire and knowing that the man's strength was far beyond their ability to contend with, the crowd began to beg for mercy.

"Immortal, spare us... This was not done by us, but by other thieves."

“That’s right… Even Venerable Yuanxu, who protected this city, died at the hands of the thieves. Immortal Venerable must avenge us…”

Upon hearing this, the man calmed down slightly and angrily demanded, "Who did this?"

The onlookers took turns describing the group's appearance:

"The leader of that group was a man dressed in a black robe; he was the one who did it!"

"But I remember it was clearly a woman who smashed the statue."

“That’s right… I saw that man was very handsome, and he was accompanied by auspicious clouds as he walked. He was like a saint reincarnated. It’s just a pity that I don’t know his name…”

The crowd's chatter annoyed the long-haired man, and his gaze darkened, quickly settling on the one with the loudest voice:
"No need to say anything more, let me see for myself!"

Having said that, he grabbed a bystander wearing a headscarf, and his immortal energy transformed into the sharpest blade, piercing deep into the man's sea of ​​consciousness, and began to search his soul directly.

Grabbed by the man, the onlooker wearing a headscarf was struck dumb. His limbs twitched wildly, and white foam kept coming out of his mouth. By the time the man released him, he had completely lost his mind. His entire consciousness was just a mess, and he collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

The man's miserable state deeply terrified the onlookers nearby, who had no idea who the long-haired man was or why he acted so wildly and viciously.

After the man finished searching the soul, his brow furrowed, and he muttered to himself:
"It's him... Isn't he above Taiyin? I never expected things to be so coincidental. Not only did he come to the mortal realm, but he also destroyed the statue I erected for the Mysterious Maiden. This time, let's see who can save you!"

Thinking of this, the man's gaze darkened, and he then said to the people around him:
"You, go and re-erect the statue of the Mysterious Maiden. The workmanship must be flawless. If the statue is not erected within three days, I, the Nine Heavens Yingyuan, will surely raze this city to the ground!"

The man's words were like a terrifying death warrant hanging over the heads of many residents in the city. No one dared to delay for even a moment. From the man's furious roar, they also knew one thing: the man was not joking. If they failed to complete the task by the deadline, the most cruel extermination would await them.

After saying that, the man ignored the people in the city and turned to follow the direction of Ye Jie's group.

…………

A distance of a thousand miles is a long journey for ordinary people, but for Ye Jie and his group, who possessed extraordinary skills, it was only like taking a few steps.

Along the way, the smog and dust obstructed everyone's vision, but Nan Linghe remained undeterred, looking around with great interest.

"Little Crane, what are you looking at?"

Li Feie was curious and couldn't help but peek over.

Nan Linghe pointed into the distance: "The buildings here are very different from where we used to live. Both the style and the materials used are really strange."

As the group looked at the buildings along the roadside, following the direction pointed out by Nan Linghe, the ground suddenly cracked open, and a dark figure emerged from the ground, carrying a heavy bag on its back. Upon closer inspection, it was clearly a weasel spirit. Now, it stared at the group, and they immediately stared at each other in disbelief.

Ye Jie's lips twitched. He had sensed the weasel as it crawled through the ground, but he had no intention of making things difficult for the little demon that had just turned around. He had planned to let it pass by, but Nan Linghe pointed it out with a casual gesture.

"You monster, what's that thing on your back?"

Ye Jie spoke slowly, and the aura of the Saint Realm was only slightly released, yet it rendered the weasel immobile. The weasel felt it had encountered its most terrifying natural enemy and experienced the vast difference in realms. It immediately begged for mercy:

"Immortal, spare my life! This bag contains only food to fill my stomach, and it was all obtained by myself, not stolen..."

"Is that so? But as the saying goes, 'It's easier to change mountains and rivers than to change one's nature,' I don't believe it at all," Ye Jie shook his head. The weasel knelt down and begged for mercy repeatedly. Seeing this, Ye Jie simply said:
"Alright then, we're going to Fulousha City. Do you know what's going on there? Tell me the truth, and I'll let you go. How about it?"

Upon hearing this, the weasel seemed to remember something and quickly recounted everything it knew:
"Does the Immortal want to know information about Fulousha City? I happen to know that the Yama Emperor is gathering all kinds of gods there to appoint holy envoys to protect the faith. If I weren't so weak, I would also like to join in the fun."

"Yeah……"

Ye Jie nodded, then glanced at the weasel: "Not to be rude, but with your appearance, even if you cultivate to become a first-stage demon immortal, if you show your face in a place where humans gather, I'm afraid you'll attract a lot of criticism, and might even face death, right?"

The weasel continued, “Immortal, you may not know this… In the past, it was not easy for demon immortals to survive, but since the Yama Emperor ascended the throne, people have begun to worship and revere us. Let alone the danger of being killed, people are too busy showing us respect.”

Ye Jie frowned, exchanged glances with the others, and noticed the surprise and confusion in their eyes.

In the past, they had never heard of the Underworld Emperor praising demons in the legends of the Underworld. There were many legends about the Underworld Emperor, but very few involved demons. Only after coming to this era did they find that things were different from what they had thought.

"Regarding the Yama Emperor... is there anything else you would like to add?" Ye Jie asked again.

The weasel thought for a moment before answering, “Emperor Yan’s strength is astonishing. I only caught a glimpse of him from afar and know that I am no match for him. Although the Immortal’s strength surpasses mine, it is still slightly inferior to Emperor Yan’s. Of course, I am not underestimating the Immortal’s strength, but it is indeed the truth.”

Ye Jie's expression was solemn. With his current strength, he could fight even a saint. However, according to the weasel, even so, he was still no match for the Yama Emperor. Just how powerful was the Yama Emperor?

Ye Jie then asked, "Since you are so certain, have you ever seen the magical artifact used by the King of Hell?"

"This..." The weasel really didn't know, so it could only say, "Immortal, you really know how to make things difficult for me. With the strength of a little demon, how could I know about the Yama Emperor's magic weapon? I'm afraid very few people know about the Yama Emperor's methods. No one has ever been able to see him make a move alive. All those who have seen him make a move are dead."

Ye Jie understood. It seemed that this trip was more dangerous than he had anticipated. If the Yama Emperor truly possessed the power of the ancient legends, Ye Jie and his group combined might not be a match for him.

When legends become reality, Ye Jie couldn't help but feel some pressure when facing the once-renowned supreme being who shook the three realms. Even though he hadn't seen the true face of the Yama Emperor yet, the news he heard along the way was enough to make him wary.

After learning about the information regarding the King of Hell and confirming that the weasel knew nothing more, Ye Jie did not make things difficult for him and released him.

The weasel thanked Ye Jie profusely and disappeared quickly before Ye Jie could back out.

Once the surroundings quieted down, Hua Xiaomei asked, somewhat puzzled, "Guardian Envoy? What exactly is the Yama Emperor doing? I don't know that the Underworld Emperor ever appointed any Guardian Envoy?"

Ye Jie shook his head: "The Great Emperor of the Underworld once left a great reputation in the world. Even the thick history books could not record all of his deeds. Those unknown past events are naturally not known to outsiders."

Li Feie suddenly remembered something: "I heard from the monster just now that there are many demon immortals gathered in Fulousha City because of this matter. Do you think the Great Sage Equaling Heaven went to that town because of this matter?"

"Maybe……"

Ye Jie pondered for a moment, then looked into the distance: "However, this also means we've found the right direction. Perhaps we'll find him soon."

The group continued on their journey, and soon, a magnificent city with towering towers stretching as far as the eye could see came into view at the horizon.

Looking around, Shen Qingge couldn't help but exclaim, "Is that Fulousha City? We've traveled through many towns, but this is the first time I've seen such a vast city."

As the city drew near, shadows stretched down, obscuring the sky. Hundred-story towers stood everywhere as if they were free, with a few particularly outstanding, their height enough to touch the stars. These strange phenomena were almost otherworldly, and even the most prosperous immortal sects had never possessed such grandeur.

Having traveled across continents and witnessed wonders everywhere, everyone naturally had their own judgment on which city was good and which was inferior. However, even the usually indifferent Shen Qingge expressed her admiration at this moment, which was enough to show the extraordinary nature of this city.

Upon entering the city, a cacophony of voices greeted us; residents lined both sides of the street, their discussions interspersed with occasional cheers.

"The Dragon Clan is indeed incredibly strong. They defeated the Yellow Lizard King, who guarded this arena, with minimal effort. It was truly spectacular!"

“That’s right… In my opinion, with the strength of the Dragon Clan, they are more than capable of defending this arena until the very end. Anyone who dares to challenge them will be mercilessly trampled!”

"With the strength of the Dragon Clan, they will surely become the Holy Envoys chosen by the Yama Emperor!"

Passing through the bustling crowd, Ye Jie couldn't help but feel troubled in this vast Fulousha City. To accurately find his target within this city that stretched for hundreds of miles was undoubtedly like finding a needle in a haystack. Even the perception of a saint would not be effective. He didn't know when he would find it.

But soon, Ye Jie had an idea and turned his hopes to Nan Linghe. As long as she had the luck, she would definitely be able to make a discovery here.

"Haven't you always been curious about the lives of people in this era? Now that you've come all this way, why don't you wander around the city? You can go anywhere you like."

After hearing what Ye Jie said, Nan Linghe couldn't help but show a happy expression. As soon as they entered the city, a faint aroma wafted over from the street. Having finally come to a completely unknown continent, and moreover, a past era that was far removed from the present world, of course they had to taste the local delicacies. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a wasted trip?
Nan Linghe looked left and right and quickly found a stall that he liked. The food there had a special aroma of spices that made people's mouths water.

The stall owner, wearing a white headscarf, said eagerly, "Honorable guests, judging from your attire, you must be from somewhere else. How about trying our Masala? It's only one silver coin."

Nan Linghe was intrigued and looked at Ye Jie with wide eyes. Ye Jie smiled and then took out the local money he had just searched from Yuan Xu and the others. He took out a silver coin with a half-length portrait of a strange man engraved on it.

After buying a steaming hot meal, Ye Jie's gaze drifted to the street behind the stall. There, a man was hanging by his hands, his body covered in wounds, suspended above the bustling market. People were coming and going below, but no one showed him any pity. No one knew what heinous crime he had committed to deserve such treatment.

"Hmm? He is..."

Looking at the man and carefully examining his face, Ye Jie also showed a hint of surprise and doubt.

(End of this chapter)