I subdue demons and monsters, and cultivate immortality in hell to become a saint.

In the blink of an eye, several months had passed in the underworld. Qiongqi's soul had been healed, and its strength was steadily recovering, showing signs of returning to its peak.

On this day, a messenger suddenly brought an urgent report from the foot of Yinshan Mountain, saying that someone had delivered an invitation, specifically addressed to the Lord of the Underworld.

"invitation?"

Zhong Jiu raised an eyebrow and took the invitation. It was square and completely black, with a faint sealing power surrounding it. Clearly, those who were not strong enough could not open it.

But this seal was nothing but paper in front of Zhong Jiu.

With a light touch of his finger, the seal shattered instantly, turning into a wisp of black smoke and dissipating.

The moment the invitation was opened, a cold and sharp voice rang out from nowhere, carrying a strong murderous aura: "Seven days from now is the birthday of the King of my Rakshasa Ghost Kingdom. I cordially invite the Lord of the Underworld to attend the banquet!"

Although it was called an invitation, the provocation and disdain in his tone were undisguised. As soon as he finished speaking, an astonishing aura of killing intent condensed into a black beam that shot straight toward Zhong Jiu's brow!

This malevolent aura was extremely vicious and contained a strong curse. If it were an ordinary expert who was caught off guard by the sudden attack, he would surely be hit and his soul would be damaged.

But who is Zhong Jiu? The Lord of the Underworld, whose strength is unfathomable. How could he fall for such a despicable trick?

Just as the cursed aura was about to touch his brow, an invisible barrier suddenly appeared. The aura slammed into the barrier and was instantly thrown back, emitting a piercing shriek.

Zhong Jiu's eyes turned cold, and he flicked his finger again, sending out a golden light that instantly annihilated the murderous aura.

The moment the malevolent aura dissipated, a few wisps of black smoke drifted out, and a panicked, sinister voice rang out: "I was just joking with you, please don't take offense. In seven days, my Rakshasa Ghost Kingdom will be waiting for your esteemed presence!"

Zhong Jiu's expression was indifferent. With a gentle rub of his fingers, the invitation instantly turned to ashes and scattered in the wind.

"What a joke."

His tone was icy, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes. This was no joke; it was a blatant provocation!

It seems that the Rakshasa Ghost Kingdom must have heard about the destruction of the Dream City and the killing of King Mourning and King Annihilation, and intends to avenge them, so they deliberately came to provoke him, the Lord of the Underworld.

"How dare you!"

"Has the Rakshasa Kingdom gone mad? How dare they scheme against you, sir!"

"They are utterly courting death! We beg your orders, sir, that we immediately send troops to raze the Rakshasa Kingdom to the ground and reduce them to ashes!"

Upon seeing this, the underworld officials in the main hall were immediately enraged, each filled with righteous indignation.

A subject dies for his lord's dishonor. Chung Kau was even more furious at being provoked like this than if they themselves had been humiliated.

At this moment, Qiongqi was dozing off at the entrance of the main hall. For a ferocious beast, sleeping is the best form of cultivation.

But once it understood what had happened, it instantly opened its beastly eyes, which glowed with blood-red light. A terrifying aura erupted from its body, causing the entire hall to tremble.

"The Kingdom of Rakshasa Demons?"

It hissed softly, uttering the name slowly and deliberately, its beastly eyes filled with ferocity. In its heart, it had already placed the Rakshasa Ghost Kingdom alongside the Ancient Nether Kingdom as a hateful force that must be destroyed.

The officials were already in an uproar, all volunteering for battle and vowing to immediately send troops to raze the Rakshasa Kingdom to the ground and make them pay the price for provoking the Lord of the Underworld.

After all, the actions of the Rakshasa Ghost Kingdom have crossed the bottom line of the Underworld. If they are not severely punished, wouldn't just any Tom, Dick, or Harry dare to challenge the authority of the Underworld in the future?

However, Zhong Jiu waved his hand, his expression calm, his tone carrying an undeniable authority: "There's no need to make a fuss."

In his eyes, the mere Rakshasa Kingdom, though seemingly fierce and menacing, was nothing more than a bunch of worthless creatures, utterly unworthy of his command of the underworld army.

"I was going to ignore you if you hadn't bothered me, but since you've asked for it, don't blame me for being impolite."

Zhong Jiu gave a cold laugh, his eyes filled with murderous intent. "Although I know this is a trap, I still have no choice but to attend!"

Just as Zhong Jiu was determined to attend the banquet and prepare to deal with the Rakshasa Kingdom, a completely different scene unfolded inside the Rakshasa Kingdom's main hall.

"not good!"

A disheveled man with a full beard suddenly stood up, his expression panicked and filled with disbelief, shouting, "He broke my curse!"

Behind him, a charming yet icy voice came: "As expected."

The speaker was a stunningly beautiful female Rakshasa, with a peach-blossom face, luscious lips, and a red robe that accentuated her exquisite figure. However, the intense ferocity between her brows slightly marred her beauty.

She is the ruler of the Rakshasa Kingdom, the Rakshasa Queen.

She merely raised her eyelids, her gaze sweeping over the Dark Abyss Demon King beside her, and said indifferently, "If the Lord of the Underworld were truly so easy to deal with, the City of Horrors would not have been so easily destroyed, and you would not have been reduced to seeking refuge with my Rakshasa Ghost Kingdom."

Upon hearing this, the Dark Abyss Demon King's face immediately showed embarrassment. He awkwardly cupped his hands and tried to appear calm, saying, "Your Majesty is too kind. I have always held the Rakshasa Ghost Kingdom in high esteem, and I have come here this time to sincerely pledge my allegiance to Your Majesty."

He cursed the Rakshasa Queen inwardly for being disrespectful, but dared not retaliate.

Previously, the Rakshasa Ghost Kingdom had also tried to recruit him, but he was ambitious and wanted to establish his own kingdom, so he refused the offer and went to Yinshan to seek refuge with King Mourning and King Annihilation.

But now, with the destruction of the City of Horrors and the killing of the King of Death and the King of Annihilation, he has become a stray dog. With nowhere else to turn, he has no choice but to shamelessly come to seek refuge with the Kingdom of Rakshasa. His position is naturally awkward, and he is inevitably looked down upon.

"You need not panic, I have no intention of making things difficult for you."

The Rakshasa Queen stared intently at him, her gaze filled with deep skepticism. "I'm simply curious, were the things you said earlier really true?"

All around, the powerful figures from the Rakshasa Ghost Kingdom raised their heads, their gazes turning icy as they looked at the Dark Abyss Demon King. Their eyes were filled with hostility, and their oppressive aura swept outwards, causing the Dark Abyss Demon King to stiffen and find it difficult to breathe.

"Could this brat possibly dare to deceive the Queen?"

"He's utterly courting death, daring to lie to the Queen. I'd rather eat him than offend her eyes!"

"How dare he! If he dares to deceive the Queen, he will be reduced to ashes!"

Hearing the angry curses around him and feeling the oppressive aura emanating from him, the Dark Abyss Demon King panicked even more. He knew that if he backed down now, he would surely suffer a terrible fate.

He suppressed his fear, feigning a terrified yet sincere expression, and hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, how could I dare to deceive you? Every word I have spoken is the truth, without the slightest falsehood!"

Queen Rakshasa glanced at him noncommittally, then slowly leaned back in her seat. Beneath her red robe, her two snow-white legs were faintly visible. Her tone was languid yet authoritative: "Oh? In that case, you shall repeat it to me again, without omitting a single detail."

The Dark Abyss Demon King gritted his teeth, quickly thought it over, and then spoke, recounting the destruction of the Dream City once again.

However, everything he said had been carefully crafted.

He deliberately concealed Zhong Jiu's strength, falsely claiming that Yin Si took over Songmeng City not by fighting openly, but by taking advantage of their unpreparedness and using underhanded tactics.

He never mentioned that he fled out of fear, but instead lied and said that he had come from afar to seek refuge in the Rakshasa Kingdom in order to avenge King Sangmen and King Annihilation, and begged Queen Rakshasa to send troops to avenge the two kings.

As for the matter of Qiongqi being brutally beaten by Zhong Jiu, he didn't even mention it.

He knew that if the Rakshasa Queen knew that even a top-tier ferocious beast like Qiongqi was no match for the Lord of the Underworld, she would certainly not send troops easily, and he would be unable to use the Rakshasa Ghost Kingdom to avenge himself.

In short, in his words, the Underworld was nothing more than a group of scheming villains with mediocre strength. He believed that as long as the Rakshasa Ghost Kingdom sent troops, they could easily crush the Underworld and avenge the City of Horrors.

"I'll ask you one more time, are you telling the truth?"

After hearing this, Queen Rakshasa suddenly laughed. Her smile was bright, but it carried a hint of chilling incomprehension. Her eyes were fixed on the Dark Abyss Demon King, as if she wanted to see right through him.

The Dark Abyss Demon King panicked, cold sweat beading on his forehead, but he could only grit his teeth and say, "Your Majesty, everything I have said is true, without a single falsehood!"