After being exiled for eighteen years, the prince returned to the capital as a veritable immortal.

"Heavenly Hearing? Meng Po?"

The Empress looked bewildered.

It seems he was completely unaware of either of them.

"Then, what about the underworld?" Zhou Yi continued to ask.

"Oh, the underworld." The Martial Emperor's expression relaxed.

Finally, he was asked a question he could answer.

Chatting with this grandson of the emperor is incredibly stressful.

The questions asked by the other party were all outside his area of ​​knowledge.

and,

What Heavenly Hearing, Meng Po...

The information the other party possessed clearly far exceeded his cognitive abilities.

"Emperor Ji once left a message saying that a strange space, called the Underworld, is sealed beneath the Dragon Vein."

"Within the underworld, great terror is sealed."

"A strict order is issued to future emperors: they must not break the seal, nor explore the underworld."

"Uh, this great terror is the Underworld Emperor."

As she continued, the Empress lowered her voice.

I felt a little embarrassed.

Throughout history, emperors have always heeded the dying words of Emperor Ji Tian and never dared to attempt to open the underworld.

It was simply out of fear of the great terror within—the Underworld Emperor.

However, in Zhou Yi's hands, the opponent could only be abused.

In an instant, Emperor Wu's heart was filled with heroic spirit again.

The "great terror" that the ancestor Ji Tiandi was so cautious about could be easily resolved by the Crown Prince.

He had a fine grandson.

The Empress was feeling quite pleased with herself.

Zhou Yi asked, slightly surprised, "That's all?"

Knowing almost nothing about the underworld, he couldn't understand what the Martial Emperor had to be proud of.

"Uh... um." The Martial Emperor said awkwardly.

if not?

Our ancestors said that the underworld is a terrifying place and must never be opened.

Does he really intend to break the seal and unleash terror?

None of the previous emperors had done this.

Why should he be expected to defy public opinion?

After all, not everyone is as prodigious as Si Huangsun.

"Then, ghost, do you know about the Ten Kings of Hell, the Eighteen Levels of Hell, and the Six Paths of Reincarnation?"

Zhou Yi had no choice but to ask more specifically, "Did Emperor Ji leave a message?"

Ordinary people in the world know nothing about the underworld.

The related myths and legends have also disappeared into the long river of history.

It is estimated that a powerful being, either Ji Tiandi or Ying Huang, erased the relevant information.

The people of the world are trapped in a cleaned-up information cocoon.

I wonder how much the emperor, as the ruler of the world, knows.

How much information did Emperor Ji leave behind?

"Yama, reincarnation..." The Martial Emperor shook his head awkwardly again.

Judging from Zhou Yi's words, he must have learned about a complete system.

But he, as the son of heaven, knew nothing of this.

Embarrassed.

"What...is that?" the Martial Emperor murmured.

What are these Ten Palaces and Six Paths...? They sound really exciting.

The more unknown something is, the more it piques his interest.

"Is it possible that one of the benefits of an emperor's death is that he can live for tens of thousands of years or even longer?"

Zhou Yi guessed.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain the unique existence of Meng Po.

"This..." The Martial Emperor smacked his lips.

If that's really the case, then the relationship is wonderful.

However, reason did not cloud his judgment, and he said regretfully:

"If that's the case, wouldn't all the late emperors still be alive?"

It wasn't just the emperors of the Great Qian Dynasty.

Even the emperors of the previous dynasty, and even the dynasties before that, were all no more than tens of thousands of years old.

Shouldn't they all still be alive?

"It exists in some form, but it cannot easily return to our world."

Zhou Yi added.

Perhaps, Meng Po simply happened to meet a certain special condition.

That's why I returned to this world.

Thinking about it this way, could Meng Po have been an empress in her previous life?

The Empress was completely bewildered.

However, I think Zhou Yi is very capable.

What is meant by "this world"? Is there another world?

"Has Emperor Ji mentioned it?"

Zhou Yi asked one last question, "Did you hear some kind of instruction from heaven?"

Ji Tiandi overthrew the tyrannical Ying Huang's rule; it is unknown whether this was done at the behest of "Heaven."

The Martial Emperor shook his head.

Although emperors throughout history have all claimed to be "sons of heaven" and to have received their mandate from heaven.

However, no emperor has ever truly received a command from Heaven.

Not to mention communicating with the heavens.

The so-called sacrifices to Heaven and Earth were to proclaim one's achievements to Heaven or to make requests to Heaven in various ways.

Heaven has never truly responded.

Zhou Yi nodded, finally understanding a bit more.

Three thousand years ago, cultivators could cultivate themselves to become terrestrial immortals.

However, by then the underworld had been destroyed, and all information had been erased.

The fact that Emperor Ying was able to simulate the underworld was entirely due to instructions from the mysterious "Heavenly Hearing".

Rebuilding the underworld is a long and arduous journey.

Based solely on the pseudo-science that Zhou Yi had acquired from film and television works.

It is simply impossible to restore some of these details.

……

Fifty li south of the imperial city.

In Lijia Village at the foot of the mountain, lanterns and colorful decorations were hung, and firecrackers were set off, creating a festive atmosphere.

The village chief's son was getting married, a joyous occasion.

The bride arrives in the village, accompanied by the sounds of drums and music, and joyful laughter...

Dust billowed along the official road outside the village, and the sound of horses' hooves was like a sudden storm.

The deafening sound of drums and music filled the air.

Wang Ben's eyes turned cold, and he pulled on the reins to stop the horse from moving forward.

The order was obeyed without question, and the army immediately stood by in place.

"General, is there something wrong?"

The lieutenant rode up and asked cautiously.

To vent his personal anger, Wang Ben killed the scout who had brought Wang Jian's belongings with a single sword stroke.

This made everyone wary.

The commander was capricious and prone to taking his anger out on others.

Everyone was afraid that if he got upset, they would lose their heads.

“My father has just passed away, yet some people are celebrating with gongs and drums.”

Wang Ben said coldly, "Is this an insult to my father?"

The soldiers were speechless.

What does it have to do with General Wang Jian being killed and getting married?

This is simply taking out one's anger on someone innocent.

"Crush the lowly people of the enemy nation!"

Wang Ben raised his spear high, signaling the army to change course and pass through the village.

Many soldiers frowned slightly.

Who doesn't have a wife, children, and elderly parents?

Treat others as you would like to be treated.

If one day, the procession passes through your own village...

"General...isn't this inappropriate?"

The newly recruited commander of Wang Jian's remaining troops whispered his advice.

"Why not follow the original route and head straight for the Great Qian Imperial City?"

"Are you teaching me how to use troops?"

Wang Ben drew his short sword and slashed out.

"puff!"

The general's head flew off, and his body fell from his horse.

"Anyone who disobeys will be executed!" Wang Ben pointed his sword at Li Family Village.

……

"kill--"

The cavalry took the lead and charged towards the brightly lit village.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

Sudden.

A flurry of arrows flew in, as dense as raindrops.

"Pfft, puff..."

The cavalrymen at the front were all hit by arrows and fell from their horses.

"kill--"

A troop of elite cavalry charged out from the side of the village, heading straight for Wang Ben's army.

The leading general was none other than the second prince of the Great Qian Dynasty.

Behind him stood General Huo Wubing.

The Huo family's Flying Army, under the guise of annihilating Flying Eagle Fortress, turned around halfway to intercept Wang Ben's rebel army.

"General, this is bad! We've been ambushed!"

The deputy general asked Wang Ben for instructions.

Wang Ben, seemingly unconcerned, raised his gun and shouted:

"Kill them! The soldiers of the Great Qian Dynasty are nothing but clay chickens and earthen dogs!"

He repeatedly defeated enemy states and killed countless enemy generals.

Their contempt for Huo Wubing was made in no way concealed.

Wang Ben spurred his horse and charged toward Huo Wubing.

Three hundred thousand troops charged toward the five thousand flying soldiers with overwhelming force.

Sixty to one!

The morale of the rebel soldiers was greatly boosted.

With such a large disparity in strength, a single charge would be enough to annihilate this cavalry force.

however.

The Flying Army moved swiftly like the wind, never engaging the rebels in direct confrontation.

brush--

The flying cavalry, like graceful swallows in flight.

They swept past the flank of the main army and claimed the lives of more than a thousand rebel soldiers.

Under the leadership of the Second Prince, the Flying Army avoided the enemy's main force and continuously attacked the weak points in the rebel army's defenses.

The attacks came one after another.

The rebel army suffered rapid losses.

Wang Ben, wielding a long spear, exuded a fierce killing aura and steadily suppressed Huo Wubing.

however.

Huo Wubing was as slippery as a snake in water.

After exchanging a single blow, he charged into the enemy ranks, hacking and slashing indiscriminately.

He mastered guerrilla tactics with remarkable skill.

Although Wang Ben was slightly stronger, he was exhausted from the pursuit and yelled angrily.

"retreat!"

The army suffered losses at an unimaginable rate, and Wang Ben issued a retreat order.

however.

"kill--"

From the rebels' rear, a formidable army charged out.

Wei Qing, the sixth prince, led the charge against Wang Ben's army.