These two were both Netherworld officials who held the Book of Life and Death.
Hu Sanniang said softly, "This servant does not know. But this servant guesses... the position of Lord Yama should still be beyond what Zhao Wuya could aspire to?"
What she meant was Judge Cui.
Indeed, King Yama stood half a rank above a City God.
Compared to him, Judge Cui was far more plausible.
"Hiss—what audacity!"
It had to be said, Zhao Wuya was truly ruthless!
A mere mortal, yet he had dared to murder a god!
Such courage, methods, and ambition, coupled with a heart as vicious as a wolf's.
He could indeed be called a figure in his own right, a tyrant of one domain.
Lu Chen pondered for a moment, but one question still troubled him. "Since Zhao Wuya once traveled all the way to Xiangnan and learned a bodyful of secret arts, how could Li City God have failed to notice? And how could he have been completely unguarded against him?"
Hu Sanniang shook her head. "He likely did not know. Zhao Wuya roamed the martial world in his early years, and his tracks may not have been limited to Xiangnan. After returning, he never used his abilities to harm anyone. On the contrary, he did quite a few good deeds. Even if Li City God knew, he was likely deceived by him long ago.
"Besides, not all Xiangnan secret arts are wicked methods. There are also many benevolent arts that save lives and help the world. It depends only on how one uses them."
"Xiangnan..."
Lu Chen quietly rolled the two words over in his mind, his curiosity growing ever stronger. "Sanniang, I know very little about Xiangnan. What mysteries does this place hold? Why have so many astonishing secret arts