After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

Qin He looked back at the door and asked curiously, "Why is it closed?"

"It's the trial in the underworld. No need to ask too many questions. Just wait for the interrogation." said the white-robed judge.

"Okay~"

Qin He picked his nose, looking nonchalant, and glanced at the Yin officials in the hall.

They are indeed underworld officials, all of them are filled with ghostly aura, especially the so-called "King of Hell" in green robe who is sitting at the head of the group. He has already condensed into a physical entity and must be very tough.

Then came the white-robed judge, holding the Book of Life and Death and the judge's pen, with a look of hatred on his face, as if he wanted to tear out his heart, as if he owed him three hundred taels of silver.

Below them are a group of hideous-looking ghosts and devils.

There are the Black and White Impermanence, and the Ox-Head and Horse-Face.

If this scene were to be described as "majestic", it would be exactly the same as the county government office in the world of the living.

"Sinful soul Qin He, do you admit your guilt?" The white-robed judge slammed the gavel and shouted.

"Sin?" Qin He crossed his arms and squinted his eyes. "I have the red spider lily to guide me. I am a sage in the world. Shouldn't I be reincarnated directly without any trouble and go to paradise?"

"That is the grace of King Yama, but you must clearly distinguish between the evil and good deeds in this life. This is the rule of the underworld." said the white-robed judge.

"Okay, then I'll chat with you guys. I happen to be free." Qin He smiled, looked around, and said, "Scholars in the human world don't return when they see their officials, and candidates entering the hall have to be given a seat. How can I, a sage in the human world, come to this underworld and not even have a seat?"

The white-robed judge's expression froze. He waved to a ghost soldier and said, "Give him a seat."

The ghost hurriedly brought a chair in front of Qin He.

Qin He pulled it open and sat on it, crossed his legs again, and said with a smile: "That's right."

The white-robed judge's face darkened even more as he said, "Qin He, do you know the magnitude of the sin you've committed?"

Qin He narrowed his eyes and said, "If you keep chatting with me like this, today will be the end."

"You've entered the King of Hell's Hall, and you still dare to look down on the underworld?" The white-robed judge slammed the gavel and shouted, "I think you want to experience what it's like to be imprisoned in the Nine Netherworlds forever."

"This is no longer interesting."

Qin He shook his head in disappointment, stood up and said, "I was hoping to have a good chat with you, but judging by your attitude, you seem to be calling it quits. Since we're not on the same page, let's get straight to the point. What's the origin of your privately-built Yama Palace?"

By the end of his words, Qin He's voice had lost its softness.

As soon as these words were spoken, the white-robed judge's expression changed immediately, and even the green-robed "King Yama" was moved.

"What do you mean?" The white-robed judge exchanged glances with the green-robed Yama King.

"Stop talking nonsense. Who are you? How dare you set up the Hall of Yama privately and pretend to be the God of Hell!" A strong aura burst out from Qin He's body and rushed straight towards the white-robed judge.

A soul body of high-quality merit, even without internal energy, still has magical powers as powerful as the sea.

The white-robed judge felt a terrifying pressure directly on his shoulders, his whole body was unstable, and his yin body was about to collapse.

It hurriedly calmed its spirit and shouted, "I am the judge of the underworld!"

"You're lying! Say it again!" Qin He stretched out his hand and flicked it.

The white-robed judge lost control of his mouth and blurted out, "I'm a Class C officer of Guangqian Palace, Ling Tianheng's brother-in-law."

As soon as these words were spoken, all the officials in Yama's Palace changed their expressions.

This is the Hall of Yama, which is a magical weapon that can record words. You can't speak carelessly, otherwise if Yama gets to know, all the underworld officials present will be in trouble.