Chapter 4409 Lord of the Netherworld

Just as Lin Tianyou and his party continued to the Holy Snow Mountain.

In the Netherworld Palace of the Underworld, the news about Yan Que was also sent to the palace gate at the same time.

Guarding in front of the palace gate was a fat man with no beard on his face, dressed as a eunuch.

He looked at the person who had sent the message, swept away the dust in his hand, and blocked the way.

"Why is the news coming again? You are going day by day, and you still don't let people have their leisure time?"

Fatty is the general manager responsible for all affairs of Netherworld Palace.

In the past few days, there have been too many messages from the Holy Land, and he has not rested for several days.

There was a feeling of anger in my heart.

"It came from the Holy Land. I dare not not send it."

The person who sent the message did not dare to neglect and said with a smile.

He knew that news from the Holy Land, no matter how big or small, must be sent to the Netherworld Palace every day. This was a death order from above.

Although everyone has slacked off in recent days, and there is always no important news in the Holy Land, he does not dare to slack off. He is a small person and the one who takes the blame. If something goes wrong, he cannot bear the blame.

"Let me see what levels of news there are."

The fat manager lowered his head and glanced at the message ledger in the man's hand.

I found that they were all Grade C, and the highest one was only Grade B.

"Are you kidding? You are reporting such low-level news? In the future, don't send any news that is not Grade A to Netherworld Palace. It is a waste of everyone's time!"

Grade A is the most important news, and the Fat Controller believes that only news of this level is necessary to show to the Lord of the Netherworld.

"But the rules from above cannot be broken?"

Men are in trouble.

"Rules are dead, but people are alive. Just go away. Just leave this small matter to the people below to handle it."

The fat manager waved his hand and told the man to leave.

There was no way, the manager had great power, so the man could only take back the message ledger.

The person who had received the news before was interested and came over to ask.

When he heard that the news had been called back, he immediately felt that something might go wrong.

After all, he had received Yan Quexu's benefits, so he couldn't mess up the matter.

So, the B-level news was raised to a level, becoming A-level.

"Okay, send this message over again."

The man who got the benefit signaled.

"Sir, can I still bring up the news about Class B?"

The man said somewhat differently.

I didn't want to mention it at first, after all, the benefits he gave were just empty words and have not yet been realized. However, it is also very annoying that if I don't mention Class A, I won't be sent to the Netherworld Palace.

The man who got the benefit said to himself unhappily.

"Okay, it was Grade A before. I made a mistake. If you send it over again, it will be fine this time."

After saying that, the man who had benefited asked his subordinates to report the news.

This time the Fat Controller didn't make things difficult for him anymore, he was just a little curious. It had been almost a month since such important news came.

So, he directly opened the message ledger and read it.

As a general manager, you are qualified to take a look at Class A news in advance. After all, the people below are making random ratings.

"Huh? Emperor Yin wants to talk to the Lord of the Netherworld?"

Seeing the message inside, the Fat Controller was stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a long time, he remembered who Yin Tianzi was.

"It's strange. Isn't Yin Tianzi staying in the lower underworld? How can he still contact us in the upper underworld?"

He said to himself, feeling incredible.

He decided to find someone to verify the situation. If the news was wrong, he might be blamed if he sent it to the Lord of the Netherworld.

So, he spent a few more minutes to verify.

After getting the assurance from the other party that he was the Emperor Yin, the Fat Controller finally brought the news personally to the Netherworld Palace and met with the Lord of the Netherworld.

The main hall of Netherworld Palace is different from other places. It is more like a pool than a main hall.

It's just that the pool is not water, but blood.

And there was still steaming, boiling blood.

Above the blood pool, there were a large number of ghosts floating with their mouths open.

Their tearing cries seemed to be in agony.

The fat manager was very arrogant outside, but when he entered here, he became cautious, with a look of awe on his face.

He came to the blood pool and knelt down to the center of the pool.

"Greetings to my lord, there is important news coming from the Holy Land."

In the center of the blood pool, there is a shirtless young man with skin as white as snow. His hair is very long, his eyes are as black as ink, bathed in blood, and his face has no expression at all.

Whenever a ghost that screamed in agony passed by, the young man would raise his hand to catch the ghost, stuff it into his mouth, and devour it.

"Is it news about the Flower Language Ghost Emperor or the Lord of Heaven?"

After eating a ghost, the man asked in an extremely cold voice.

"neither."

The Fat Controller was about to explain the details.

The man in the blood pool snorted coldly:

"Since it's not their news, why did you come here to bother me? Do you also want to be made into a blood soul by me and eaten?"

In his eyes, only the news from the Huayu Ghost Emperor and the Lord of Heaven were of value.

Other news is not worth mentioning at all.

The fat manager was so frightened that cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he quickly explained:

"Yes, it's a message from the number one ghost king, Yan Que. The message reception office has classified this as Class A. I was worried that it was very important, so I boldly sent it in and asked my lord to calm down."

"The number one ghost king? What kind of news can such a small character have? Can't you do it yourself?"

The man in the blood pool is the Lord of the Netherworld. His temper has become violent in recent years, which seems to be related to the blood pool.

"Yan Que said in the letter that he met the lower lord of the underworld, Emperor Yin, in the Holy Land. That emperor wants to talk to you."

Not daring to hesitate any longer, the Fat Controller immediately briefly explained the message in the letter.

"Yin Tianzi? He is in the Holy Land?"

With a wave of his hand, the letter in the Fat Controller's hand immediately flew towards the Lord of the Netherworld in the blood pool.

Opening the letter and reading the contents, the Lord of the Netherworld couldn't help laughing.

"This No. 1 Ghost King is indeed a waste. He was deceived by others with such a simple trick, and he returned to the Yin Emperor? Doesn't he know that there is no road from the lower underworld to the upper world?"

When the fat manager heard this, he immediately said:

"I'm going to execute those few people who took advantage of their positions. I can't even tell the truth from the lies. Damn it!"

"No need!"

The Lord of the Netherworld said:

"I heard that the First Ghost King once violently beat up the Longhuang Ghost Emperor. Is this true?"

"Yes. At that time, Longhuang Ghost Emperor was afraid of losing face and did not allow him to report it to you."

The Fat Controller replied.

"This shows that the first ghost king is stronger than Long Huang and has reached the level of ghost emperor. But such a strong man has been deceived, which shows that this deceitful guy is a powerful character."

The Lord of the Netherworld grinned, "My blood pool is missing the soul of a powerful guy. If I train him into a blood soul, it will definitely be a great tonic."

The Fat Controller was shocked. The most painful torture in the underworld was to become the soul of a blood pool. It was more painful than going up a mountain of swords and going down a frying pan.