This immortal was clearly ordinary, yet he was unusually confident.

"Immortal... Immortal Master, didn't you say you were looking for... something?"

Looking at the empty treasure vault, Liu Changqing couldn't help but twitch his lips slightly.

Although these things are of little use to them now, they represent years of accumulation during their lives, and it's still hard to bear having them all taken away at once.

“Yes, I don’t know what that is, so I plan to look for it slowly when I get back. Do you think that’s inappropriate?” Zheng Zhuang said matter-of-factly.

Liu Changqing's face immediately fell as he said, "No... there's nothing wrong with it. As long as you're happy, Immortal Master. These things can't be taken with you when you're born or when you die, so it's most appropriate for you to keep them."

“That makes sense!” Zheng Zhuang nodded approvingly. “In that case, I will reluctantly keep it safe for you.”

Liu Changqing couldn't help but turn his head away. How could this person be even more shameless than himself?

If I weren't so badly outmatched, I'd really like to teach him a lesson!

Zheng Zhuang's move just now did indeed intimidate Liu Changqing and Chen Dabiao. The gold and silver treasures in the vault were piled up like mountains, but in just a few breaths, they were all put into his sleeve.

Along the way to Baoku, Zheng Zhuang gradually noticed some clues.

The so-called ghost soldiers are actually mostly vengeful spirits, and there are quite a few around this treasure vault.

According to Liu Changqing, this underground palace was mostly built according to the original Xinglun Kingdom's royal palace, and there was also a training ground.

Zheng Zhuang couldn't help but marvel. Building a palace on the ground would require countless manpower and resources, let alone underground. This showed just how glorious the Star Wheel Kingdom had once been.

But when he saw the training ground, his understanding was refreshed once again.

It wasn't that this training ground was anything special, but rather that it was the first time he had ever seen so many people... no, so many ghosts.

These ghostly soldiers, composed of vengeful spirits, are lined up in square formations and are training. Roughly estimated, there are hundreds of thousands of them!

Although these ghostly soldiers posed no threat to him, the consequences of them going to the ground would be unimaginable.

Liu Changqing silently observed Zheng Zhuang's expression and quickly said, "These ghost soldiers have been training here and have not done anything evil. I hope the immortal master will show mercy."

"How can there be so many ghost soldiers? Where did they all come from?" Zheng Zhuang couldn't help but ask.

Liu Changqing sighed, "Among them, tens of thousands were craftsmen who built the underground palace, and most of the rest were soldiers who died during the chaos of the fall of the country. His Majesty gathered them here; they are all pitiful people!"

Zheng Zhuang understood the implication: to prevent the location of the underground palace from being revealed, the tens of thousands of craftsmen never left after the construction was completed.

This is indeed the safest method, but it's not for a few people or a few hundred people, but for tens of thousands!

"What does he want to do?"

Zheng Zhuang was puzzled. The Lion Tiger King was clearly still alive, so why did he seem to want to be the emperor in the underworld?

Liu Changqing said, "I have heard His Majesty mention that he would launch a counterattack on the mortal realm at the right time and reunify Cangzhou."

Zheng Zhuang suddenly noticed a large stone tablet standing in the center of the training ground. Upon closer inspection, he saw several large characters engraved on it:

"Yan Guang, the God of the Underworld!"

“Yan Guang, surnamed Yan…” Zheng Zhuang murmured.

This Lion King is something else; he even fleeces ghosts to collect their faith power.

Thinking of this, Zheng Zhuang had a headache. The best way to stop Yan Guang was to destroy these vengeful spirits, but as Liu Changqing said, they had not done anything wrong, and most of them were innocent and pitiful people.

But if we sit idly by and let them escape, and if the City God Temple can't suppress them, the mortal world will be in chaos.

Suddenly, Zheng Zhuang had a thought that struck him.

The "Demon God Cult" collects faith power in order to integrate demonic power. Since I can absorb their faith power, does my own faith power also have the same effect?

give it a try?

Zheng Zhuang thought about it and realized that even if he failed, he would only lose a little bit of faith power.

Without hesitation, he took out a fine jade pendant. The pendant was crystal clear and had a tiger's head carved on it. It was taken from Chen Dabiao's coffin.

Previously, although Zheng Zhuang was able to absorb the power of faith, he could not control it at will.

After that conferment of godhood, he sensed another mysterious and profound energy within his body, which could control the power of faith.

Zheng Zhuang concentrated his mind and separated a wisp of Xuanhuang Qi, along with a small piece of the power of faith, and then poured them into the jade pendant.

Zheng Zhuang released his grip lightly, and the jade pendant slowly flew into the air. Then, it suddenly burst into a bright light, like a small sun, illuminating the entire training ground.

Normally, ghosts and spirits in the underworld are more or less afraid of light, but the light emitted by the jade pendant has an indescribable warmth.

All the ghostly soldiers involuntarily stopped what they were doing, silently sensing...

Zheng Zhuang suddenly had a strange feeling that there seemed to be a mysterious connection between these ghost soldiers and the jade pendant, and that he could control all the ghost soldiers at will through the jade pendant.

After a while, the light from the jade pendant gradually disappeared, and then it slowly flew back into Zheng Zhuang's hand.

Liu Changqing and Chen Dabiao stared intently at the jade pendant, their eyes revealing undisguised longing.

Zheng Zhuang touched the still slightly warm jade pendant and nodded in satisfaction. The color of the entire jade pendant had deepened slightly, and the tiger head in the center of the pendant had turned gold.

Suddenly, he extended a finger and gently stroked the jade pendant, which immediately split in two and flew towards Liu Changqing and Chen Dabiao respectively.

"This is the 'Yin Tiger Seal' that I have crafted. When the two are combined, they can command all Yin soldiers. I now bestow it upon you two. I hope you will restrain the Yin soldiers here and prevent them from causing trouble in the mortal realm."

Liu Changqing and Chen Dabiao, with their keen insight, knew this was a tremendous opportunity and quickly accepted the half of the jade pendant in front of them.

As soon as the "Yin Tiger Seal" was obtained, a golden light entered the space between the two men's eyebrows. Liu Changqing's whole body trembled, and his soul gradually solidified, making him seem no different from an ordinary person.

"Thank you, Immortal Master!" Liu Changqing bowed gratefully.

"Thank you so much, Immortal Master!"

Chen Dabiao was filled with excitement; he was finally able to speak.

Unlike Liu Changqing, who completely abandoned his physical body, Chen Dabiao, though his physical body was preserved after becoming a zombie, was actually already dead.

He is now merely a regenerated spirit, inheriting some of Chen Dabiao's memories, but his mind is still like that of a child, which is why he is somewhat confused.

That golden light not only strengthened his physical body, but also allowed him to fully integrate his original memories, which is why he was able to speak.

Sensing the change in the two men, Zheng Zhuang nodded slightly and said, "I am Zheng Zhuang, you may call me Mr. Zheng. Besides restraining these Yin soldiers, I have another task for you."

The two quickly replied, "Please give your orders, sir!"

“Cangzhou has been plagued by war for years, and there are homeless ghosts everywhere. The City God is powerless to control them. You can send Yin soldiers to guide them here and use the power of the Tiger Tally to control them. Perhaps one day they can be reincarnated,” Zheng Zhuang sighed.

When Zheng Zhuang last encountered the two underworld messengers, Zhang San and Li Si, at the mass grave outside Jiankang City, he saw the mountain full of lonely ghosts and felt something was amiss. Now, the underworld soldiers here have come in handy.

Although Liu Changqing was a smooth talker in his dealings, he was truly a good official, so there was no reason for him to refuse such a request. He quickly pulled Chen Dabiao along and bowed, saying:

"I will obey your decree, sir!"

Zheng Zhuang nodded, then suddenly had an idea and added, "By the way, it would be best to change the name of this underground palace!"

"Change to what?"

"The Hall of Yama!"