About an hour later, Tang Huan, Jiuling and his party finally stopped.
At this time, what appeared in front of them was a vast courtyard, known as the "Eastern Underworld Emperor's Courtyard". This place is the residence of the princes and their entourage.
The next "Emperor's Spirit Ceremony" will also be held here.
At the entrance of the imperial courtyard, there were four guards, all of whom were sixteenth-level undead. At the gate, figures come and go from time to time. Everyone entering the imperial courtyard must show their token.
"call!"
Jiuling's thoughts moved slightly, and a small black jade medal flashed out in his palm. On the jade medal, there seemed to be blood-red lines looming.
Immediately, Jiuling threw the jade token to one of the undead guards.
After the undead guard took it, a ball of blood-red light immediately rose up and condensed into the three characters "ninety-six" at an altitude of more than ten meters.
"I've met the ninety-sixth prince!"
Several guards immediately bowed and saluted, and the jade token was respectfully handed back to Jiuling. In the sky above, the bloody characters disappeared into thin air.
Jiuling nodded slightly and said crisply: "They are all my servants."
"yes."
An undead guard nodded, reached out and grabbed it, and found ten more black jade tokens, about one finger long and three fingers wide. Different from Jiuling's jade token, these jade tokens contained , all contain a bloody ring, "With it, His Highness's servants can freely enter and exit the Imperial Courtyard."
Jiuling nodded lightly and took the ten jade tokens.
"Keep it!"
Jiuling threw it back casually and continued to move forward. As soon as she finished speaking, the jade tablets appeared in front of Tang Huan and nine other fifteenth-level undead spirits.
Passing through the gate, an avenue hundreds of meters wide stretches straight forward.
On both sides of this avenue, palaces of different shapes but all extremely large are spread out. There is a number carved on the side of the door at the entrance of each building.
The palaces corresponding to their respective rankings are the residences of the princes.
At this moment, princes have moved into many palaces, and the figures of the dead are looming in the palaces.
Tang Huan only sensed it briefly, but he couldn't help being secretly surprised. If his judgment was correct, the strength of a small number of undead in the surrounding palaces was already extremely astonishing. Some should have reached the twenty-first level, and may even have exceeded the twenty-first level.
The twenty-first-level undead, among human monks, is already equivalent to the tenth-level celestial being like Du Yue.
The undead souls who have surpassed the twenty-first level are like the powerful ones above the heavenly realm. A dead soul with such strength obviously cannot be a servant, but can only be a prince.
By the time of the "Emperor's Spirit Ceremony", there will be as many as a hundred princes staying in the "Eastern Underworld Imperial Courtyard". Although Jiu Ling is very strong and has survived for countless years, she will not survive the tribulation until she ascends to heaven. After all, it's not too long, and there is still a big gap compared with these princes.
Tang Huan paid attention to the number of the palace where the undead masters were located, and it was indeed very close to the front.
The undead soul whose cultivation level may have surpassed the twenty-first level actually lives in Palace No. 5, which means that he ranks fifth among the hundred princes.
Fortunately, Jiu Ling does not need to set a high goal this time to participate in the "Emperor Spirit Ceremony". He only needs to enter the top ninety and ensure that he will not be eliminated.
With emotion, Tang Huan, Jiuling and his party had found Palace No. 96.
"Tsk tsk, isn't this His Highness Jiuling, coming to Dongming City so late? I have been waiting for you at the Dongming Emperor's Courtyard for a long time."
At this moment, a gloomy voice sounded, and in front of the palace on the side, a figure suddenly appeared. It was Yin Zhu who had been humiliated by Jiu Ling half a year ago. He looked at Jiuling with a smile, his narrow eyes flashing with a cold light.
"Oh? That's really hard for you!"
When Jiuling heard this, he curled up his small mouth, then patted his head and said with some confusion, "By the way, I remember that you seemed to be called a slut? A slut?"
"I'm going to give you a black candle!"
Yin Zhu's face couldn't help but twitch twice, and a flash of black energy flashed between his eyebrows.
Of course he could tell that Jiuling deliberately used the word "snake" to call him, but he couldn't help but correct him, but his tone became more and more gloomy.
"Yes, Yin Candle!"
Jiuling nodded with a look of confusion on his face.
Immediately, she said seriously, "Last time you went to my 'Lingxi Palace' without my permission, which caused me to rebuild the 'Lingxi Palace' once and spent countless time and energy. Now since If it happens, let’s talk about it carefully, how do you plan to compensate?”
"compensation?"
When Yin Zhu heard this, he was immediately stunned. Before that, he had imagined many possibilities, but he never expected that Jiuling would say such a thing.
"Yes, the reconstruction of my 'Lingxi Palace' was entirely your fault. Shouldn't you compensate?"
Jiu Ling stared at Yin Zhu confidently, with an extremely unkind look on his face, "Why, are you planning to default on your debt? You bitch, I'm not that easy to default on my debt!"
"you… "
Yin Zhu's face was so angry that he gritted his teeth and stared at Jiu Ling with two cold eyes like poisonous snakes. His eyes were chilling, "Jiu Ling, you want compensation? It's just... "
"Absolutely what?"
However, before Yin Zhu could finish his words, an unusually rough voice sounded, "Jiu Ling, did I hear you correctly? This little snake wants to default on its debt?"
When the voice first sounded, it seemed to be thousands of meters away, but when it came to the last character, it was already thundering back and forth in the ears like thunder, as if it could even penetrate the eardrums. Immediately afterwards, an extremely majestic and burly figure flashed out.
It was a strong man nearly ten meters tall, naked except for a black animal skin around his waist.
The strong man's eyes were like lanterns, glowing with a faint blood. There were two horn-like things on his smooth head. His skin was a bronze-like color, and his muscles were bulging and bulging, seeming to contain explosive energy. Power, that power may erupt like a volcano at any time.
On the shoulders of this strong man was a thick long stick.
The long stick was made of unknown materials. It was as thick as a sea bowl and twenty to thirty meters long. The stick was as black as ink, and strands of black breath lingered on the long stick. Although he did not move it, However, there is a terrifying aura faintly leaking out from the stick, which makes people feel palpitated.
"Kui Niu!"
As soon as he saw the strong man's face, Yin Zhu couldn't help but change his expression, but Jiu Ling laughed excitedly, "Did you just come to the Dongming Emperor's Courtyard? I thought you were going to the end. It only took a day to arrive. I haven’t seen you for a while, and your strength seems to have improved a lot.” (To be continued)