"Get up!"
Yu Ci jumped onto the chariot first and motioned for Lu Ya.
Only then did Lu Ya truly reveal her insight as someone from Donghua Palace:
"The Netherworld Patrol Chariot?"
According to legend, back when the Shangqing Sect was at the height of its power, it summoned thirty-six thousand deities. Among them were eighteen "Netherworld Kings" who managed the sealing of malevolent ghosts within the Nine Nether Underworld, backed by over a hundred underworld officials and countless nether spirits. Above them still stood the rank of "Night Roaming Celestial Official", held exclusively by core disciples of the Shangqing Sect. When night fell, they would ride the Netherworld Patrol Chariot, holding the Record of Passing Through the Nether, to travel freely between the worlds of the living and the dead, roaming the netherworld to inspect lawless deeds. Once discovered, execution was immediate; even the Netherworld Kings could not escape it. Such power was truly heaven-shattering.
Today, the Shangqing Sect had long since ceased to exist, and the Netherworld Patrol Chariot—as one of the few methods capable of traversing the netherworld—had vanished along with it, leaving countless cultivators of the ghost dao to beat their chests in despair. Yet she never expected to lay eyes upon it again today.
In the blink of an eye, all the information regarding the chariot flowed through Lu Ya's mind. Connecting it to the various talismanic divine abilities she had witnessed earlier, she could not help but feel astonished:
Just how deep was Jiu Yan's connection to the Shangqing Sect? Could it be that after hundreds of years of decline, the Shangqing Sect was about to make a comeback?
Such thoughts could only linger for the fraction of a second. She lowered her gaze and obeyed, climbing onto the chariot. Yet she dared not