At that moment, the turmoil subsided and the waves briefly stilled. The Underworld's staff-or rather, the Yin Spirits holding divine offices-were all fucking dumbstruck. Apart from the ordinary jailers, everyone from Black-and-White Impermanence, Ox-Head, and Horse-Face up to the judges, Yama Kings, and Ghost Emperors was stunned.
They were all too shocked to speak, waiting to see what would happen after this strike.
There was not a trace of celebration in the Underworld, a stark contrast to the Heavenly Court that day. They had no idea how the Heavenly Dao would respond, because this had already exceeded all expectations.
Lightning descended, and every gaze converged on Lu Pan. He was a judge. Logically, after an upgrade, he would become far more than a Yama King.
Among the Underworld's formally appointed gods, Black-and-White Impermanence and those above them were True Immortals, personally appointed by the Heavenly Dao. Such was the power of the Investiture of the Gods, even though they occupied the lowest ranks.
Above them, the Four Great Judges were Heavenly Immortals, while the Yama Kings were top-tier Heavenly Immortals. But now? Lu Pan was clearly undergoing a golden immortal tribulation, which meant his promotion would put him at least on the level of a Ghost Emperor. But damn it, the positions of the Five Ghost Emperors were already occupied, with more than one in each region. Two per region, one chief and one deputy-that was essentially fixed. All the slots had long since been filled!
Above those ranks, there were only four Yin Spirits in the Underworld, the rulers of the entire netherworld. The Great Emperor of Northern Yin, also known as Great Emperor Fengdu, governed the Fengdu Ghost Domain. In modern terms, his position would be something like executive deputy mayor, handling the Underworld's day-to-day affairs.
The Great