The beginning is the invincible boss

Chapter 437 Entering the Imperial Capital, Establishing the Dynasty

Nether Realm, on the vast land named Tiandang Plain by Tang Ling, was a huge dark golden city with [-] gates, crawling on the plain like a prehistoric monster.

As the imperial capital of the Nether Dynasty, it is the first city in the entire Nether Realm.

The sixteen gates of Tianming City are named after the twelve races of the underworld, namely the bones, corpses, ghosts, blood warriors, Shura, and dragons.

As the main city gate is the Minglong Gate, which is more than 200 meters wide and 800 meters high. On both sides, there are 36 giant Minglong stone sculptures carved with black Mingshi.

The ground is flat and paved with stones of the same material as the foundation.

Cao Derong, Chen Liangcheng, and Liang Kaichen had already heard the news that Tang Ling would officially enter the imperial capital in the near future.

At this moment, due to the creation of the Netherworld and the incompleteness of the race, the people in charge of the security and defense of the Tianming City are currently the largest army of 50 skeletons, among which there are [-] skeletons riding the ghostly fire cavalry, lined up by a white Commander Cao Derong, the skeleton master of the battle armor.

On the left of Cao Derong is a group of zombies whose number has also reached 20, led by Chen Liangcheng.

On the right of Cao Derong is the ghost clan with the most terrifying number in the entire Netherworld, which is almost a million. However, there are so many ghost clans that not all of them gathered this time, but 30 people showed up.

An army of 30 ghosts, all wearing black robes, stood on the plain under the leadership of the clan leader Liang Kaichen.

At least [-] blood clans are currently led by [-] blood clans who have reached the commanding level, each of them is disposed of on a piece of land like javelins turned into clouds of blood.

These were all the power in Tang Ling's hands. Although it looked like a lot, it was far inferior to the seven imperial courts.

"boom!"

A sound like muffled thunder came from right in front of everyone.

Immediately afterwards, within a radius of thousands of miles, countless ghostly energies were pulled by an inexplicable force, and then in a gust of wind, a bright fire appeared in the sky.

In the next second, the firelight outlined a gate with a width of more than ten meters in the dark Netherworld.

As time went on, a gigantic gate to the underworld was quickly outlined, and then two gates covered with special patterns were slowly pushed open by a pair of tender white jade palms.

"call……"

As Tang Ling opened the door to the underworld, the unique loneliness, desolation, and ancient atmosphere of the underworld rushed towards him.

Behind Tang Ling, his parents, younger sister, Li Fuchen, Qi Han, and Ba Yuanhou, who had only heard about You Ming but had never seen it before, couldn't help but stare into the door with their eyes wide open.

Tang Ling turned around slightly, and saw hope in the eyes of these people, and saw your endless longing.

Everything in the world passes by in a hurry, and only death is eternal.

"Everyone, follow me in."

Tang Ling smiled and walked towards the gate of the underworld that was completely opened in front of him.

Behind him, a mighty army followed. In addition to Li Fuchen, who will be responsible for the operation of the dynasty in the future, three thousand Nether Forbidden Army, eight hundred Battalion soldiers, and [-] wraiths were all here. Entered the team of Nether for the first time.

It can be said that after today, the world belongs to Tang Ling's power.

Only Marquis Tianwu and the thousand resentful spirits that Tang Ling sent to obey Marquis Tianwu were left.

Passing through the space passage secured by the Gate of the Netherworld, Tang Ling's figure immediately appeared on the Tiandang Plain. At the same time, the moment Tang Ling stepped into the Netherworld, the aura on his body suddenly became extremely condensed and powerful. .

"The last general, Cao Derong, the master of skeletons, leads the skeleton clan to welcome our king."

"The last general, Chen Liangcheng, the lord of the zombies, leads the zombie clan to welcome our king."

"The last general, Liang Kaichen, the leader of the ghost clan, leads the ghost clan to welcome our king."

"Eighteen primordial blood clans, lead the blood clans to welcome our king."

The moment Tang Ling's figure fully appeared, the people headed by Cao Derong, Chen Liangcheng, Liang Kaichen and the eighteen Shiyuan blood clans all knelt down on the ground in front of them.

"Welcome to my king, welcome to my king, welcome to my king..."

Behind them, skeletons, zombies, ghosts, and blood races were close to a million creatures of all races, each of them uttering hysterical roars and roars, terrifying voices and breaths soared into the sky, resounding throughout the vast nether world.

As the lord of the Netherworld, he accepted the kneeling and saluting of the Netherworld. This was something Tang Ling knew a long time ago.

However, knowing and feeling personally are two concepts.

At this moment, Tang Ling stood up straight, his cold and deep eyes swept over the people in front of him one by one, and finally looked at the endless soldiers. Tang Ling instantly felt the presence of power.

For a long time, the seven imperial courts of Wraith Spirit were like seven mountains pressing down on Tang Ling.

Every step he took was like walking on thin ice and he was out of breath, as if he would fall into the abyss if he was not careful, but now he saw the millions of soldiers under his command, and the endless world of the underworld waiting for him to develop.

The resentful spirits are nothing, and the seven imperial courts are nothing. He is the only emperor in this world.

While Tang Ling was filled with emotions, his wife Li Xin, his parents, younger sister, and Li Fuchen, who followed him into Nether, also appeared on Nether land one after another.

"This...is this Tang Ling's power in the Netherworld?"

"How many people? One hundred thousand, or one million?"

"There are millions of soldiers from the very beginning, such a country is worthy of us coming across life and death..."

At this moment, even Li Xin, the princess, was shocked by the scene in front of her. All those who followed Tang Ling to Nether stood quietly in place, waiting for Tang Ling's next order.

Slowly, as Tang Ling's heart changed from panic to excitement, it gradually turned into calm and excitement.

"Generals, be flat!"

Tang Ling raised his hands, and his calm voice was extremely clear to the ears of every member present.

"Thank you my king."

The same deafening sound sounded, and all the kneeling and saluting troops stood up like waves. Cao Derong, Chen Liangcheng, Liang Kaichen, and the returned Blood Clan Lord Xue Yinghou immediately came to Tang Ling's side.

"Go into the city."

Tang Ling spoke softly, and then took the lead in walking towards Tianming City ahead.

Due to the establishment of the new dynasty, Tang Ling was now poor and destitute, and he didn't have any emperor's ceremonial guards, so he led everyone from the city road guarded by a million troops to the Minglong Gate ahead.

Along the way, Tang Ling's face was calm and indifferent.

Even though everyone is strong, the journey still took nearly two hours. Finally, after everyone in Tang Ling entered the city, the army gathered outside the city went to their own posts under the leadership of their respective commanders. .

The palace belonging to Tang Ling was temporarily taken over by the three thousand resentful spirits who followed Tang Ling.

By the time Tang Ling entered the Nether Palace, which was specially used for going to court, only the civil servants headed by Li Fuchen and the military general system headed by the four patriarchs were left behind Tang Ling. Everyone stopped outside the hall and waited for the call.

Tang Ling, on the other hand, walked towards the throne that symbolized infinite power at the top of the hall.

(End of this chapter)