I defeated the saint with a parry.

"grown ups!"

Something seems off.

The servant waiting outside knocked on the door and said to the two men with a grim expression, "It's become quiet outside, and there's still no news. This is very strange."

As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful force bypassed the servant through the crack in the door and pointed directly at Xu Ling.

This power was strange, carrying a chilling aura, causing the surrounding moisture to frost over.

The three people in the room exhaled white breath with each breath, but none of them could see what was approaching.

The chill was very strange, as if it wanted to freeze Xu Ling's blood and qi, and even affect his soul, making his thoughts become turbid.

In this state, he might not even be able to respond to the system's auxiliary prompts.

hateful.

This was the first time Xu Ling had encountered such a situation since his transmigration.

The soft gold armor he wore on his upper body automatically protected him, emitting warmth and sweeping away the stagnation brought by the cold.

Although it lacks spiritual power, a treasure of the spirit treasure level can absorb spiritual energy and nurture itself on its own every day, without needing Xu Ling to manage it.

At this moment, the golden silk armor had already activated its protective aura, forcing the cold air in the room away from Xu Ling.

Xu Ling heard a warning, and Zhao Yi exclaimed, "Ghost soldiers borrowing a path, the Yin-Yang Road, the Golden Jade Pavilion!"

Ok?

Xu Ling realized why the chilling aura could freeze even his soul; it turned out to be from the underworld.

This Yin-Yang Road is far more terrifying than the rumors suggest.

Not only can he hide his tracks, but he can also use the power of the underworld to deal with the living. People of his low level have no way to defend against him, no wonder he is famous.

Several figures suddenly burst through the "Small Shop" storefront, shattering windows and doors, and the cold glint of blades aimed straight at Xu Ling's heart.

They were decisive and resolute, and no one was distracted by Zhao Yi and the servant standing to the side.

There were five people in total, all of whom were at the Concentration Realm!

It feels like after arriving in Fancheng, Concentration Realm experts are as common as free; you could throw a stone on the roadside and hit a master.

"Xu Ling! Ninth level of Body Tempering Realm! It's time for the King of Hell to call your name; today is your death day."

"They're just assassins from the Golden Jade Pavilion, yet they call themselves the King of Hell. How laughable." Xu Ling deflected the nearest longsword with his dagger, grabbed the attacker, swept it around to block the attacks of the other four, and then threw the assassin he was holding away.

Xu Ling left with the words, "Master Zhao, let's have a drink together another day."

Zhao Yi waved his hand: "Okay! See you next time!"

Xu Ling rushed out of the shop first, but once he reached the market street, he didn't leave immediately.

The rule of Jin Yu Lou is that once an assassin accepts a job, he will fight to the death to eliminate the target, unless the client cancels the job or the assassin who accepted the job dies.

There are currently five assassins in the open, but at least one is hiding in the shadows.

He wasn't a lone assassin; if he just left, he'd have to be wary of a sudden attack from at least six people—the psychological pressure would be immense. Even with backup and warnings, it would still be agonizing.

So Xu Ling didn't leave, and planned to take them all down while they were still there.

The five men followed closely behind him, surrounding both ends of the street and the escape route on the rooftops.

"Let's have some other people come along too," Xu Ling said, "otherwise I'm afraid you won't have much of a chance."

"A mere bronze-level demon slayer dares to spout such arrogant words."

It's clear that the people from Jin Yulou haven't updated their intelligence. It's not surprising that no one except the Demon Suppression Division knew about Xu Ling's first kill of a Spirit Platform Realm cultivator in the valley. But yesterday's fight with the White Snake happened openly and honestly near Fancheng, and these people didn't even know about it.

Of course, it's also possible that these people took the news as a misinterpretation, after all, the story of a Body Tempering Realm cultivator toying with a Spirit Platform Realm snake demon is still quite shocking.

Unless one sees it with their own eyes, or has absolute confidence in the intelligence, it would be difficult to believe.

But... it's better to believe it exists than to gamble with your life.

Even Xu Ling himself felt sorry for these five people.

The shadowy figure hidden in the shadows had no interest in their battle with Xu Ling; his divine sense was searching everywhere, trying to find the master who could use the Yin-Yang Path.

These assassins from Jin Yu Lou dared to directly attack the people of the Demon Suppression Division in Fancheng; they were truly incredibly bold.

If they succeed, how can the Demon Suppression Division maintain its defenses? Where will the official authority of the Demon Suppression Division be in the territory of Fancheng?

Shadow: "Found it!"

He stepped out from the shadows and reappeared in a special place.

Here, the sky turned gray, the sun became the moon, the ground became water, and puddles became mud. The once bustling city had vanished, leaving only endless desolation, and at the very edge, a thick black fog seemed to rise...

"The underworld is filled with water; the moon travels in the middle of its path, silent and peaceful; the dead go there, the living avoid it..."

The negatives in film from a past life are the perfect metaphor for the underworld as seen with the naked eye.

However, in the eyes of cultivators, the underworld is just another independent space, omnipresent.

Therefore, ghosts are often invisible and can even pass through walls and burrow underground.

At this moment, the shadow entered the underworld and bumped into a cultivator wearing a specially made robe. He was neither human nor ghost, hunched over, and looked like a rat spirit that had come from somewhere.

Upon closer inspection, one will find that the person's exposed eyes have no whites, and their eyebrows have also disappeared.

This person exuded a murky aura, which was very similar to the aura around him, except that it contained some of the scent of a living person and some spiritual energy.

"Hmph!" Unlike the shadow, his body naturally radiated a precious light as he stepped into this place. His Sea-Gazing Realm cultivation and the precious body he had nurtured even had special effects in this place.

Even so, Shadow felt uncomfortable all over. His physical radiance was being eroded by the aura of the underworld, and this imbalance was causing it to reject him.

"I've long heard that the Yin-Yang Path Technique of Jin Yu Lou isn't something everyone can cultivate. Now it seems it might not even be something a human can cultivate," the shadow mocked. "You've been staying in the underworld to cultivate this technique, and you've long since lost your human form. It's laughable."

The cultivator from Jin Yulou said in a low voice, "The affairs of the living are cultivated by the living. I am already dead, which is exactly what I should do. How could you mortals understand me?"

His tone was firm yet calm, as if the person trapped in the grotesque form was not him, but someone else.

The shadow spoke up, asking, "The Golden Jade Pavilion has nine Yama Kings, each with a Judge and two Impermanent Ones under their command, all of whom are cultivators at the Sea Gazing Realm. Your cultivation is exceptional; which Judge are you facing?"

Legend has it that there is a Department of the Underworld with ten Yama Kings in charge of the order of the Underworld. The name Jin Yu Lou is derived from this legend. They travel on the path between Yin and Yang, borrowing the name, but they dare not use it completely, so one is missing. They only borrow the name but not the name.

The nine elders are all called Yama, and under their seats are judges, impermanent messengers, soul-reaping messengers, and ghost messengers.

The most powerful ghost messengers, all cultivators at the Nascent Soul Realm, were entangled with Xu Ling outside. Their status was similar to that of the demon slayers in the Demon Suppression Division...

Soul-reaping messengers are all cultivators at the Spirit Platform Realm, so this Sea-Gazing Realm expert in front of us is naturally not a messenger with a title.

Furthermore, Wuchang's cultivation method is unique; it always requires two people to cultivate together and attack. If only one person is present, their strength will be greatly reduced. They would never come to Fancheng alone unless they were courting death.

It was through this that Shadow deduced that the other party was one of the Nine Judges.

"This judgment is made against Wei Wuyan."

"So it was the Ninth Court... What a pity, from today onwards, the judge of the Ninth Court will have to be re-selected."