Outside Ghost Gate Pass.
After receiving a reply, Haotian and Yaochi were "respectfully" escorted to the Bridge of Helplessness.
Haotian watched the souls lining up on the bridge, their eyes vacant, and smelled the River of Forgetfulness on the air. His expression darkened.
He was the Heavenly Emperor, yet they had left him standing here!
It was an outrageous humiliation!
Just as he was about to lose his temper, Yaochi gently tugged his sleeve and shook her head.
"Your Majesty, please be patient. This is the price we must pay."
Haotian drew a deep breath and forced down his anger.
That's right. I came to ask a favor, not throw my weight around.
He watched the souls drink Meng Po Soup one by one, forget their former lives, and enter Reincarnation. A glimmer of understanding stirred within him.
Before the great tides of heaven and earth, his title of Heavenly Emperor might matter no more than those mortal souls.
They waited for a full three double-hours.
Just as Haotian's patience was about to run out, a ghost marshal finally arrived.
"Your Majesty, the Emperor will see you."
Haotian nodded without expression. Together with Yaochi, he followed the ghost marshal into the legendary Fengdu City.
The great hall was grim and imposing.
Countless powerful ghosts and gods stood on either side. Their gazes fell on Haotian as one, cold and appraising.
Yin Tianzi sat high above the hall, shrouded in the dense Law of Reincarnation. His face was hidden; only his presence could be felt, vast and boundless as the Abyss.
"Haotian greets Emperor Fengdu."
Haotian cupped his hands slightly toward the figure above. It counted as a salute.
Yaochi presented the three Innate Spiritual Treasures they had brought.
With a casual wave, Yin Tianzi took the three treasures—each valuable enough