The Sacred Master's Whereabouts!

Within the Underworld, inside the territory of the Ninth Hall.

All the various high commands of the Underworld had dispatched great armies toward the Ninth Hall, but because of the contract signed earlier, they did not dare set foot inside.

Now, the only ones capable of resolving the chaos in the Ninth Hall were the Yin Soldiers belonging to the Ninth Hall.

Yet last night, hundreds of thousands of Yin Soldiers under the Ninth Hall, along with the great armies of Yin Soldiers from the other routes, had all been buried at Nanshan Sacred Land.

The few remaining elites had been personally led away by the Ninth Prince to attack Nanshan Sacred Land.

Within the Ninth Hall, all that remained was barely enough power to maintain this stretch of nether soil.

But among that power barely maintaining the nether soil was a group of former Human Race experts.

Beacon fires rose everywhere, and wars raged on all fronts.

The Yin Soldiers led by Shangguan Xuanniao, fighting in the style of the Black Armored Army, broke through three cities in succession.

Although the Yin Soldiers led by Shi Wen were unable to attack outward, they guarded this small hell, erected a statue of the Sacred Master, and stripped the Ninth Palace Yama King of his authority.

Similar incidents rose and fell throughout the Ninth Hall's sphere of influence, with warfire flying everywhere.

Those Human Race heroes who had devoted themselves to their race while alive stirred up storms in the nether soil after death, easing the racial crisis in the Yang World.

They had even stirred up the other Yin Soldier forces until they raised their banners in revolt.

The Ninth Prince felt his authority constantly slipping away.

If this continued, he would not even be able to sit securely on