"Ha. Whether I meet a wretched end is none of your business, you old fossil." A chilling smile curled Xu Qingjia's lips. "But you are destined to meet one today."
Underworld, open!
An aura that did not belong to the world of the living descended upon this space. The world of departed souls forcibly intruded, and an overlapping domain spanning life and death abruptly unfolded. Heaven and earth lost their color, and all things fell silent. Only yin energy as thick as ink continued to surge forth, burrowing into Cai Yue'er's corpse, stripping strands of scarlet blood energy from her remains and pouring them all into her soul, which had yet to dissipate. A piercing wail tore through the deathly silence, resounding throughout the heavens with boundless bitterness and resentment.
So much resentment?
A trace of amusement flashed in Xu Qingjia's eyes. "Then I shall reward you with an eternity of damnation. Become a vengeful ghost, tormented by resentment forevermore. The living world will have no place for you, and even the Underworld will regard you as an aberration."
As for why he had not made her undead, Elder Yi was in poor condition, so he would spare the old man the trouble. A vengeful ghost would also be easier to command later. After all, he was Yama.
Vengeful ghosts, immune to most physical attacks, were also far more uncanny than the undead.
As for netherworld soldiers?
That was a joke. They were the legitimate army of the Netherworld Court, registered on its personnel rolls, with salaries and even performance evaluations. Most who qualified had died defending their homeland or fallen to weapons while doing good and standing up for others. They could either follow the path of cultivation toward becoming ghost gods or accumulate merit to be reborn into