Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Walking out of the Imperial Palace, the burly creature looked up.

"Bai Luo, meet the young master!"

This creature was a being in the Heaven Realm, but at this moment, he was very respectful to Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan looked at Bai Luo, and then said lightly: "Come with me, the old man should have arranged it, right?"

Bai Luo was stunned and said hesitantly: "What the young master said, Bai Luo does not understand!"

Qin Xuan lightly stepped on Bai Luo's shoulder.

Three feet of white clothes, like a white bird on a cow.

Qin Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, looking to the east, and said lightly: "Do you really think that your tricks can fool me!?"

"I just came back, and the netherworld is in chaos..."

Before he finished speaking, a light cough suddenly came from the Imperial Palace.

"Bai Luo, I am still injured. Now I will hand over all the power of the Netherworld to my disciple."

"You all must obey the orders of the young master. If you disobey the orders, it will be like disobeying the emperor!" Bei Yin Emperor sighed, "Inform the eight directions of the Netherworld that I will be in seclusion to recuperate from now on!"

As soon as the voice fell, the gate of the Imperial Palace closed.

Qin Xuan showed a sarcastic smile on his face.

Bai Luo looked at Qin Xuan on his shoulder, and then said to the Imperial Palace: "Follow the orders of the emperor!"

Then he looked at the young master, "From now on, Bai Luo and the Netherworld will obey the words of the young master."

"Okay!"

"Young master, there are currently 16 tribes and 32 clans in the Imperial City. If you want to quell the rebellion, you must..." Bai Luo thought about it and put forward his own suggestions.

"No need!" Qin Xuan uttered two words, "Go east, to the land of King Ye!"

Bai Luo was stunned again, "Young Master, there are only two of us!?"

"Why, you dare not!" Qin Xuan glanced at Bai Luo.

"Of course not, King Ye is a title conferred by the Emperor himself, his strength is unfathomable, and under his command, there are two people who are second only to the King." Bai Luo said in a muffled voice.

"Is the King of Ye the peak of the Upper Heaven Realm?" Qin Xuan asked.

Bai Luo scratched his head, his body was burly, like a mountain.

"Equivalent to the Great Emperor in the Upper Heaven!"

Qin Xuan looked calm, "What about the eight Upper Heaven Realm you mentioned before?"

"The ancient emperors of the Upper Heaven Realm are called Heavenly Sovereigns in the Netherworld. Below Heavenly Sovereigns are the Lords of the Mansions, and below the Lords of the Mansions are the Yin Heavenly Officials!"

"These three forces are all at the level of kings, which is what the young master said about the Great Emperors leading them."

"Under their command, there are a total of eight Heavenly Sovereigns, dozens of Lords of the Mansions, and nearly a hundred Yin Heavenly Officials!"

Bai Luo whispered, explaining the information to Qin Xuan.

He thought that after Qin Xuan heard this, he would naturally retreat and make long-term plans.

But he never thought that after Qin Xuan heard it, he just nodded.

"Got it, let's go!"

Bai Luo's expression suddenly froze, and he looked at Qin Xuan, saying in disbelief: "Young Master, aren't you going to gather the troops? Only the two of us will go!"

"Well!" Qin Xuan said lightly: "If you are afraid, I will go alone!"

As he said that, Qin Xuan stepped away and headed east.

Bai Luo's expression changed, he looked at Qin Xuan's leaving back, and finally looked back at the Imperial Palace, smiled bitterly, and continued to follow.

"Young Master, how could Bai Luo be afraid and abandon you alone!?"

Inside the Imperial Palace, Bei Yin Emperor was drinking a little wine, and a bronze underworld plate appeared in front of him, reflecting Qin Xuan's figure.

"This kid is smart. If he meets a stupid one, I'm afraid this play will be ruined!" Beiyin Emperor said happily: "Boy, I have paved the way for you. Whether you can convince the crowd depends on yourself."

There was a faint gleam in his eyes.

...

East of the Netherworld, here, in a vast palace.

This palace is somewhat similar to the appearance of the Imperial Palace, but there are obvious differences.

In this palace, a creature with a towering body and heavy armor sat high.

Each piece of this heavy armor is as big as a person, and there are 9,000 pieces stacked up. Not only that, there is a cloak with chaos behind it, and about hundreds of creatures are struggling to hold up this cloak.

"King Ye!"

Below, more than a hundred creatures are feasting. Their food is also special, some bones of the dead, some black flesh and blood, which looks full of hell wind.

"Now that we are independent, will the Northern Yin Emperor really not take action?" Someone's mouth was red, like the blood of some creature, and he frowned, "The Shangyou King has disappeared for who knows how many years. Now he suddenly appears. Is he really trustworthy?"

The King of Ye, wearing a heavy armor cloak, held a large bowl in his hand. It was called a large bowl, but it looked like it was almost as big as a pond.

In it, there was the blood of unknown creatures, emitting an extremely strong blood aura. Such blood aura was so strong that even if you smelled it, you would be shocked.A mouthful of wine is enough to intoxicate people.

He drank it all in big gulps, like a whale swallowing the sea.

When the wide bowl fell, King Ye let out a long breath and said lightly: "This new master was seriously injured in a fight with the contenders."

"If you don't stand up for yourself now, when will you stand up for yourself!"

"We have been living in the netherworld because of the emperor, but you should understand that with our strength, why should we live in this barren and boring netherworld."

"In the ancient plain, there are countless creatures and flesh and blood, and countless dead souls and treasures. As long as we break away from the rules of the netherworld and enter the ancient plain, we can get great freedom."

The voice of King Ye made many subordinates nod.

The ancient plain is indeed desirable.

When Emperor Beichen was in power, the creatures of the ancient plain were almost unable to enter the netherworld. Similarly, the creatures of the netherworld could not enter the ancient plain.

Emperor Beichen alone isolated the existence of the Ancient Plain and the Netherworld, and only a very few could travel between the Netherworld and the Ancient Plain.

For these undead souls, no matter how vast the Netherworld is, they have already stayed there for a long time. Now that the world is in chaos, if they can enter the Ancient Plain, they will definitely be able to make further progress, instead of waiting endlessly in this dark Netherworld.

Suddenly, the eyes of King Ye paused, and then he suddenly laughed.

His laughter, at this moment, shook the palace.

Many creatures below were surprised and did not understand King Ye's move.

"That Emperor Beiyin is so ridiculous. He actually said that he would retreat and handed all the power to his disciple, a creature from heaven."

Hearing the words of King Ye, all the creatures below laughed in a brief surprise.

"It seems that what the Lord of Shangyou said is true."

"I thought this emperor had some ability, but he is far inferior to the emperor!"

"It's just right, we can escape from the underworld and enter the ancient plain."

Many creatures laughed out loud, and King Ye couldn't stop laughing.

"That Shangcang creature is just a Yintian official, and he didn't gather all the tribes in the imperial city, nor did he mobilize those old friends. Instead, he only brought Bai Luo, the guy from the Great Shura tribe."

"What a joke, are they here to surrender?"

King Ye had a sneer on his face, and his words made many of his subordinates laugh.

"King Ye, perhaps that Shangcang creature of the human race surrendered to you, King Ye, with the intention of the Northern Yin Emperor."

Below, a Yintian official spoke, and his words made the laughter even more intense.

...

About a day and a night later, Qin Xuan stood on Bai Luo's shoulder and saw a big city in the distance. There were eight Styx rivers around the city, dividing it into 16 different places with different climates.

There were also different Netherworld races living in it. Qin Xuan looked at this big city and realized that this was Yecheng.

At this moment, suddenly, a huge space crack appeared above Yecheng, like the eye of hell.

Thousands of breaths came out from it.

There was even more terrifying pressure coming from this crack.

Then, one after another, figures emerged, and 20 figures walked out of it.

They had different looks and breaths. At the very least, they exuded the breath of an ancient emperor in the realm of calamity.

Until, in the darkness, a majestic hand suddenly stretched out, wearing heavy armor, and thousands of servants held the throne, carrying the extremely terrifying body of King Ye.

When all the Kings of Ye walked out of the crack, everything in the world was silent.

Even Bai Luo held his breath.