My disciple's cultivation returns ten thousand times, so I have to be invincible.

On the other side, the newly resurrected Netherworld Emperor saw this, his pupils shrank, and a look of panic appeared on his face.

After all, he had been killed by Zhong Qing before.

Now, if he were to be punched again by the other party, how could he survive?

"stop!"

He said in a stern voice.

"If you kill me, your disciples won't be able to survive!"

Zhong Qing paused when he heard this, and his brows narrowed slightly.

Seeing this, the Nether Emperor's tense nerves finally relaxed.

My whole body was already drenched in sweat.

There was no other reason, it was just that the feeling of oppression that Zhong Qing brought to him was too terrifying.

Zhong Qing's pause made him realize that he must care about his disciples.

Thinking of this, the Netherworld Emperor calmed down slightly, took a deep breath and said, "Zhong Qing, you don't want your disciples to get hurt, do you?"

"They are a group of innate Dao bodies with ten innate imprints. Their future achievements are limitless, and some of them even have the possibility of becoming immortals."

"Release me and hand over the treasures you obtained from the secret realm. I can promise to release your disciples and from now on, we will have nothing to do with each other!"

"what do you think?"

……

at the same time.

A figure stepped into the mysterious realm.

This figure was none other than Jiuyou, who had fled for his life from the Heavenly Realm Emperor's Dojo.

His face was filled with anxiety as he carefully sensed the location of his master.

He and the Emperor of the Underworld had signed a master-servant contract, which allowed them to sense each other's positions within a certain distance.

Soon, his eyes moved!

"found it!"

At the same time, the Nether Emperor, who was confronting Zhong Qing, also sensed Jiuyou's arrival.

This made him feel at ease.

He raised the corners of his mouth and laughed, his eyes revealing madness: "You came at the right time."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, penetrated the endless void, and grabbed Jiuyou.

Then he said to Zhong Qing: "Now your disciples' life and death are all under my control."

"If you don't believe it, you can ask Jiuyou."

Then he suddenly turned around, looked at Jiuyou with bloodshot eyes and said, "Tell him where his disciples are now."

He originally wanted to use Jiuyou's mouth to prove to Zhong Qing that the life and death of all the other party's disciples were under his control.

Who would have thought that Jiuyou had no idea what was happening. After being caught, he immediately shouted anxiously, "Sir, this is bad!"

"Those Xiantian Dao Body disciples were all rescued by Zhong Qing's men."

This news made the Nether Emperor, who had just thought that Jiuyou had come at the right time, stunned.

It was like a bolt from the blue exploding in the mind of the Nether Emperor.

It made his head buzz and his whole body tremble. He felt completely unwell!

"Are you teasing me, old man?"

"Weren't they imprisoned in the dojo? How could they be rescued?"

The Nether Emperor stared at Jiuyou, his forehead veins bulging as he shouted angrily.

"My Lord Emperor, I dare not lie to you."

Jiuyou wailed, "Not only were those disciples rescued, but the dojo is gone too. In came a scarecrow, a flock of poultry, and a Qilin. They got some terrifying, lethal weapons from who knows where. They're like a swarm of locusts. The masters of the dojo can't stop them at all. They've been slaughtered!"

"Your herb garden and various treasure facilities were also looted."

"Even, even..."

"Even what?" shouted the Emperor of the Underworld.

"Even your disciple, Empress Yuexi, was killed." Jiuyou wailed, "So I didn't dare to stay and hurried to tell you the news."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Nether Emperor staggered in the air, and in anger, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

He looked at Zhong Qing opposite him in disbelief.

Lost.

All is lost.

Facing the gaze of the Emperor of the Underworld, Zhong Qing raised the corner of his mouth.

It would be naive to think of threatening him through his disciples.

"Okay, the farce has come to an end, it's time for you to get on your way!"

Zhong Qing's eyes turned cold, and he didn't want to waste any more time talking to the other party.