Netherworld.
Seeing Saint Jieyin like this, Zhang Yifan was somewhat speechless too.
So these were the two most shameless people in the Primordial Continent.
Sure enough, hearing about them a hundred times was nothing compared to seeing them once.
"Boss Liang."
Zhang Yifan turned to Houtu again and said with a smile, "Since all the active Saints in the Three Realms of the Primordial Continent have gathered, why don't we find a place to sit down and chat together?
Let's go sit in my little thatched cottage."
What?
Sit down and chat?
Saint Houtu froze.
Netherworld Patriarch Minghe, Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi, and Saint Jieyin were also stunned, unable to figure out what Zhang Yifan was plotting.
"Alright, Master Zhang, please."
After recovering, Houtu smiled and made a welcoming gesture. Then she said to the Jade Emperor, "Jade Emperor, please."
She alone did not invite Netherworld Patriarch Minghe or Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi, much less Saint Jieyin.
Not only that, Saint Houtu glared at Netherworld Patriarch Minghe. She was angry with him.
Everyone was in the Netherworld. They were all neighbors.
The River of Blood was right next to the Netherworld Underworld.
Ksitigarbha had nearly abolished the Eighteen Levels of Hell, yet Netherworld Patriarch Minghe had actually stood by and watched without offering any help.
Didn't he know that his Asura Clan was one of the Six Paths of Reincarnation?
And the Asura Path was supposedly one of the three good paths!
Naturally, Saint Houtu did not give him a pleasant look.
Netherworld Patriarch Minghe could only smile awkwardly and follow behind Zhang Yifan and the others.
With one step, Zhang Yifan returned to Fengxian County.
The Jade Emperor and Saint Houtu followed close behind.
Meng Xiaojiu and King Qin Guang came as well.
Netherworld Patriarch Minghe, Great Immortal Zhen