After entering the Netherworld.
Along the way, Yan Beihan actually led everyone on a sightseeing tour.
They visited the Blood River, the Eighteen Levels of Hell, Wangxiang Terrace, and the Three Lives Stone in turn.
She lingered especially before the Three Lives Stone, reaching out to touch it.
"This stone is extraordinary."
Bing Tianxue said.
Yan Beihan nodded. "What I like is the name, not whether it's extraordinary or not. Ice Aunt, I'll have to trouble you when we leave."
"Don't worry."
Bing Tianxue smiled faintly. "When we leave, I'll pull this stone out and carry it away!"
The whole group looked brimming with interest, moving neither hurriedly nor slowly.
The Netherworld Palace.
All the Netherworld's upper echelons were present, each wearing a somewhat gloomy expression.
"Grand Elder, Elders, Yan Beihan has arrived. She has already been welcomed inside."
The Netherworld's Supreme Grand Elder, Yin Youdao, had a head of white hair. He sat in a black-and-gold chair, his complexion rosy and his gaze gentle.
He had damaged his origin during the previous backlash of luck, but judging by his current condition, he had already recovered completely.
"How many people came?"
"The same people listed in the intelligence report. Yan Beihan and Bing Tianxue are leading them, and there are quite a few experts. But it's still Yan Beihan's splinter faction. The old-guard Vice Head Sect Leader of the Sole True Sect didn't come."
"They have quite a nerve."
Yin Youdao gave a faint snort.
The others in the Netherworld also snorted coldly.
By all rights, compared with the Netherworld's overall strength, the people Yan Beihan had brought were far too weak.
If the Netherworld truly harbored ill intentions, keeping all of them here would be no difficult matter.
But things could not be viewed that way. For one thing,