More and more people came to the Feast of Ten Thousand Ghosts, but without exception, when everyone saw the arrival of the Ancestor of the Styx, everyone's expression became shocked and suspicious.

"It seems that you are quite prestige in the underworld." Ye Xuan tasted the fine wine in the cup and secretly teased the ancestor of the Styx.

"Oh!"

The ancestor of the Styx sneered and sent a message: "Ancestor, my reputation is not as great as you. If you reveal your true body, I am afraid that there will be huge turmoil in this underworld."

"The Ghost Emperor in Four Directions is here."

Suddenly, the Yin soldiers in Yingmen made a trembling sound. It was also at this moment that the sky was shining in the four directions of the southeast, west and north, and the four black ancient war chariots came across the sky.

"Ha ha."

A rough laugh was heard, and four people walked out of four black ancient chariots. The leader was wearing an imperial crown and a Yinlong Python robe. His cheeks seemed to be cut by a knife, his eyes were pitch black and bright, and his black hair was scattered behind his head, like a young man in his twenties, who was walking in the void and coming to the feast of thousands of ghosts.

This person is the northern ghost emperor Zhang Heng, and he is also a big trouble for the Emperor of Fengdu. The three ghost emperors behind Zhang Heng are all in the quasi-saint realm. Even the Eastern Ghost Emperor Shen Tu, who attended the Nuwa event with Ye Xuan in the past, has already broken through the peak of Daluo and entered the quasi-saint realm.

"See the Ghost Emperor in the Four Directions."

"The four majesties are in peace, and the old minister is polite."

"The Ghost Emperor is here, please accept my prayer."

When Zhang Heng and the other four entered the feast of thousands of ghosts, people from all over the underworld stood up and humbly bowed to Zhang Heng and the other four, showing a flattering look on their faces.

It’s no wonder that the people in the venue are so humble. At this moment, all the ghost realms in the five directions were secretly controlled by Zhang Heng. Even the Emperor of Fengdu had become a puppet. If the Emperor of Fengdu was not a quasi-saint, and had even a strange book on earth and life, his position as the Emperor of Ghost would have been no longer guaranteed.

"Fengdu, why don't you recommend two fellow Taoists to us?"

Zhang Heng walked towards the main position of the center, and the three ghost emperors followed him until the four of them arrived at the head of the Emperor of Fengdu. Zhang Heng first smiled and nodded at Ye Xuan and Styx, and then looked at the Emperor of Fengdu with a cold expression.

"Zhang Heng, are you talking to this emperor?"

As the saying goes, the clay man is still three points of anger, not to mention that the Emperor of Fengdu is nominally the lord of the underworld. At this moment, all the people from all over the underworld are coming. Zhang Heng is so contemptuous of himself. How can he not embarrass the Emperor of Fengdu?

"Nonsense, I am of course talking to you. Could it be that this feast was not hosted by you, Fengdu?" Zhang Heng was confident and sneered.

Bang!

The Emperor of Fengdu slammed the table, and the terrifying darkness rumbled and the world was shaking. His eyes revealed the supreme murderous intent and stared at Zhang Heng coldly, saying, "Zhang Heng, since you still know that this emperor is the Lord of Fengdu and the convener of this feast, you need to abide by the rules of this emperor. This is not a place for you to be presumptuous."

"presumptuous?"

Zhang Heng sneered and said, "Fengdu, you are old, and you are even a defeated general under my emperor. If it weren't for the life and death of a battle back then, how could you have your life and talk to me here?"

"you……?"

The Emperor of Fengdu was furious and his face turned extremely red. As the saying goes, "I don't slap people in the face, and I don't reveal my shortcomings." He was humiliated by Zhang Heng in front of all figures from the underworld, which made Emperor of Fengdu extremely embarrassed and angry.

at this time.

Ye Xuan was savoring the wine in the glass, and he felt a sense of leisure. But he looked at Zhang Heng in confusion because he found that Zhang Heng's cultivation was only as good as the Emperor of Fengdu. Why was Fengdu so afraid of him?

"Styx, Zhang Heng's cultivation is just like this. Could it be that he has any extraordinary magical powers?" Ye Xuan asked whispered.

Hearing Ye Xuan's words, the ancestor of the Styx said softly: "This Zhang Heng's cultivation is originally below Fengdu, and even among the five ghost emperors, he is at the end. But tens of thousands of years ago, he didn't know what treasure this person got. Not only did he enter the ranks of quasi-saints, but his cultivation level also surpassed Fengdu."

"Now that this person's situation has been achieved, and all the ghost realms in the five directions are under his control, so he naturally does not need to be polite to Fengdu. If it weren't for you and I, today, Zhang Heng would not be able to see what the situation is. I'm afraid he has already taken action against Fengdu." The ancestor of the Styx said in a leisurely manner.

Hearing the answer from the Styx Ancestor, Ye Xuan nodded slightly. After all, cultivation is not just hard practice. Everyone has their own chances. Once the opportunity comes, it is not surprising that it will naturally make rapid progress.

"Two fellow Taoists are polite."

Suddenly, Zhang Heng ignored the Emperor of Fengdu, and then walked towards Ye Xuan and the others until he came to them, and first bowed to Styx.

"The ancestor is also Zhang Heng's senior. I wonder what the ancestor is here today?"

"Ha ha."

The ancestor of the Styx laughed, his expression was a little unpredictable, and he said, "I heard that the flower of the other side is about to bloom. Fengdu invited the ancestor to come, so he was naturally ready to see the flower of the other side that grew with flowers and leaves."

"Um?"

As the words of the ancestor of the Styx fell, Zhang Heng's expression changed slightly, and he suddenly looked back at Fengdu, with an extremely terrifying murderous intent streaking in his eyes.

Although Zhang Heng guessed that Feng Hu told the Ancestor of the Styx the secret, he actually heard this from the Ancestor of the Styx the Styx the Styx the Styx the Styx the Styx the Styx the Styx the Sentence, which also made him feel a heavy pressure.

The blooming of the other side of the flower is a great secret. Only some underworld figures know it. If one person knows it, there will be more variables. The ancestor of the Styx relies on the Netherworld Blood Sea and can be said to be immortal. If he also wants to seize this thing, the ownership of the other side of the flower becomes even more unpredictable.

"hehe."

Suddenly, Zhang Heng smiled and didn't laugh. He finally looked up at Ye Xuan and said, "This must be fellow Taoist Qingming, right? Could it be that fellow Taoist appeared here for the sake of the other side of the river?"

Unfortunately, Ye Xuan seemed to have not heard Zhang Heng's words, but instead tasted the fine wine in the cup by himself, which also suffocated Zhang Heng's breath and his face became gloomy in an instant.

"Fellow Taoist, I am asking you something. Does it mean that fellow Taoist look down on me?" Zhang Heng's eyes were cold, and his voice was filled with coldness.

"So what if you look down on you?"

Suddenly, Ye Xuan put down the wine glass and looked up at Zhang Heng. His voice was indifferent. However, as Ye Xuan finished speaking, the entire feast of thousands of ghosts suddenly became extremely silent.

Everything is silent, and the world is silent.

Zhang Heng's body was stiff, as if it turned into a stone sculpture. He had not recovered for a long time. Until the three breaths passed, a gloomy sneer came from his mouth, and the eyes looking at Ye Xuan showed a cruel look.
Chapter completed!