"As long as old ancestor is willing to lend a helping hand, this seat will reward you handsomely! Your Netherworld Blood Sea has gone without fresh blood food for ages, languishing in desolation all these years, has it not? Once this is done, this seat will allow you to restore the Blood Sea's former might and grant the Asura Sect leave to spread throughout the primordial world, establish branches, and pass down its teachings to disciples!"
Minghe pondered briefly—though the succession of Human Emperors was forbidden ground to the Human Sect, beyond the reach of outsiders, since it was personally led by the Jade Emperor, it was being carried out beneath the banner of Heaven's orthodox rule, leaving no fault to find in its legitimacy. Why not ride this favorable wind to expand his sect and strengthen its foundations? He immediately nodded in agreement.
Suddenly, the space of the Netherworld Underworld shook violently like boiling water, ripples spreading outward in layer upon layer. Even the surface of the Yellow Springs River was roused into fine waves.
A Nine Dragons imperial carriage tore through the air. Seated within was a black-robed king, nine golden-scaled coiling dragons embroidered upon his robes, swallowing clouds and spitting fog. The instant his pressure spread, the entire Netherworld Underworld seemed to hold its breath—the Yellow Springs surged like a drum, the yin winds abruptly stilled as though gagged, and even the drifting ghosts slowed by half a beat.
"Hah, how rare! This Netherworld Earthly Realm, where not even crows and sparrows care to linger, has somehow welcomed both Jade Emperor Haotian, lord of the Heavenly Court, and old ancestor of the Blood Sea in person? I am but Great Emperor Fengdu, and as the host, how could I possibly neglect proper courtesy?"
The newcomer's identity was