"Nether-Spring Yama."
Black Heaven, Red-Rump, Thousand Heads, Nether-Spring—the Four Great Kings of Hell had gathered.
A profound sense of helplessness and shock rose in Li Xiang's heart.
An assembly like this...
He calculated silently. Even if Senior Guo, Alliance Leader Guan, Marshal Zhang, and all the other top Grandmasters gathered here, these four monsters could probably join forces and blast them into dust in an instant.
We need the Upper Four Realms experts who stay out of worldly affairs to act. Otherwise, the Great Xin Dynasty is in danger.
The two sides were not remotely on the same level.
This was the true depth of power the Netherworld had revealed to swallow the Living World.
Just as the might of the Four Great Yamas left Li Xiang shaken—
"Woooo—!!!"
"Woooo—!!!"
"Woooo—!!!"
Three vast, desolate horn blasts, seemingly capable of piercing the boundless worlds, suddenly thundered above the Million Ghost Army.
At that moment.
Even those four lofty, arrogant Kings of Hell rose from their carriages together, reined in their killing intent, and bowed their heads respectfully.
Rumble—!
Above the heavens, the churning, lead-gray baleful clouds were forcibly torn apart by a pair of invisible hands so enormous they blotted out the sky!
A pillar of dark-golden light spanning heaven and earth poured through the rift, landing directly before the Golden Bridge of Naihe.
At the very center of that pillar.
A White Bone Throne, forged entirely from the purest Netherworld Principles and the bones of ancient Gods and Devils, slowly descended from the heavens.
All ghosts paid homage. Yin Tianzi had arrived!
"We welcome our sovereign—!!!"
In that instant, the Million Ghost Army dropped to one knee in unison, like golden mountains toppling and jade pillars falling, and unleashed a roar that shattered the firmament.
Li Xiang and his five