Fantasy: Unparalleled Prince, Conquering the Heavens!-Chapter 689 - 693: Yellow Not Talented_1

"Who are you?" The City Lord of Nether Capital ignored the kneeling ghost-spirits, his eyes fixed on Jiang Ziwen, radiating an inexplicable energy, as if he could see through everything and comprehend all existence.

If it were an ordinary spirit of the Underworld, they would undoubtedly be seen right through to their core.

But he had encountered Jiang Ziwen.

The former sovereign of the Underworld, one of the Ten Yama Kings: King Qin Guang.

"You are not yet qualified to know this King's name!" Jiang Ziwen lifted his head, a cold smirk playing on his lips. The power of the Yin God erupted from him, like a radiant deity descending upon the Underworld to rule over all.

The City Lord of Nether Capital's expression changed drastically. He staggered back two steps, a flicker of panic in his eyes, as if witnessing something utterly terrifying. Even the mysterious power veiling his face was dispersed, revealing his true form.

A weasel.

Its skull was long and narrow, armed with sharp fangs.

It looked exceedingly ugly, utterly devoid of the dignity befitting a City Lord.

"This... this is the City Lord?"

"He's so ugly, even I look better than him!"

"Impossible! How could our wise and martial City Lord be a mere weasel?"

The countless kneeling ghost-spirits, who had hoped to witness the City Lord display his divine might, instead unexpectedly saw his true appearance. All were dumbfounded and found it hard to accept.

A weasel, whether in the Yang Realm or the Underworld, was just an ordinary species.

In this small Yin City, the status of many ghost-spirits was far nobler than that of a weasel.

They could not accept being ruled by a mere weasel.

Their fervent faith largely crumbled at this moment.

How odd!

How could a weasel of mediocre talent become a City Lord and even possess the cultivation of a Taiyi Earth Immortal?

Jiang Ziwen was also somewhat surprised. Empowering his eyes with the Yin God's power, he saw the origins of the City Lord of Nether Capital with utmost clarity: he was indeed an ordinary weasel.

There was no sign of atavistic bloodline regression or any other extraordinary phenomena.

"You're seeking death!"

His true form exposed, the City Lord of Nether Capital became enraged. Boundless fury transformed into a raging storm of Extreme Yin Wind-Fire that swept across the sky, as if to burn a hole through the firmament.

He was incandescent with rage.

An immeasurable killing intent erupted completely.

Jiang Ziwen's actions had thoroughly crossed his bottom line.

He had entered the Dao through faith and required a vast number of believers to rapidly advance his cultivation. This was the fundamental reason he veiled his face with mysterious energy.

But now, with his appearance revealed, the authority he had maintained for countless eons would also crumble.

In the hearts of the Nether Capital's ghost-spirits, he was no longer a sacred and supreme existence, merely a weasel.

Who would still believe in him?

Without believers, when could he ever break through to the Golden Immortal Realm?

"Sword of Extreme Yin, slash!" The City Lord of Nether Capital roared. Within the majestic city, boundless Yin Qi manifested, condensing into a black Sword Qi. Its revealed edge pulsed with a dreadful aura, causing the ghost-spirits within the ten-thousand-li region to feel their hair stand on end in terror.

The Void trembled.

The earth cracked open.

It was like a sword of judgment, striking down treacherous and deeply sinful spirits.

"Master, this is the Sword of Punishment, unleashed by the City Lord of Nether Capital using his official position to mobilize the laws of Heaven and Earth! If struck by it, one's soul would be utterly annihilated!" Ao Bai, having spent a long time in the Underworld, immediately recognized the Sword Qi's origin and warned with a hint of dread.

The laws of Heaven and Earth—how terrifying they are!

That was a mighty force of Heaven and Earth that ghost-spirits could neither contend with nor resist.

Follow the current, and the Yin Sword strikes. Go against it, and the mighty force of Heaven and Earth will execute you.

It was no exaggeration to say that even if a Golden Immortal Martial Artist were to descend upon Nether Capital, they could not directly withstand this sword strike.

Using the laws of Heaven and Earth?

How laughable! The rules of this Underworld were established by me!

From beginning to end, Jiang Ziwen remained calm, even a little amused, because within the City Lord of Nether Capital's Sword Qi, he sensed familiar rules.

Only when the Sword Qi drew near did he slowly extend his right hand and lightly tap the Void.

Instantly, a supreme power spread out. Within the ten-thousand-li expanse, all Sword Qi, all rules, all the mighty force of Heaven and Earth—everything dissipated.

What a terrifying scene!

The Sword Qi shattered, the rules trembled, and the mighty force of Heaven and Earth was compelled to submit.

At this moment, the City Lord of Nether Capital stood frozen, his body trembling uncontrollably.

He found himself excluded by the laws of Heaven and Earth.

How could this be possible?

Even the supreme Lord of the Nine Capitals couldn't do this, could he?

The City Lord of Nether Capital panicked, his scalp tingling.

He looked up at Jiang Ziwen, clad in royal robes, still unable to fathom him. He was an utter enigma, like a supreme Yin God deity, yet also like an ordinary ghost.

Flee!

Without hesitation, the City Lord of Nether Capital's eyes flickered. Yin Qi roiled, and he transformed into a weasel several zhang tall, hastily fleeing.

"Stay!" Jiang Ziwen remained motionless.

However, as he spoke, the laws of Heaven and Earth in the ten-thousand-li region surged forth, sealing off all the City Lord of Nether Capital's escape routes.

BOOM! BOOM!

Boundless pressure emanated from all directions, as if Heaven and Earth themselves were pressing down, rendering the City Lord of Nether Capital immobile. His very soul felt like it was being crushed and dispersed, an unbearable agony.

"Spare me!"

"My lord, spare my life!" The City Lord of Nether Capital, being one who knew when to yield, begged miserably.

"This King has come here primarily to inquire about some matters. May we speak inside the city?" Jiang Ziwen said calmly, not making a lethal move.

"Of course! This lowly one is eager to be of service!" With his life in another's hands, how could the City Lord of Nether Capital dare to refuse? He quickly nodded in agreement.

Jiang Ziwen nodded and, with a wave of his right hand, withdrew all the power of Heaven and Earth.

"My lord, please, this way!" Upon regaining his freedom, the City Lord of Nether Capital initially intended to flee, but upon seeing Jiang Ziwen's faint, knowing smile, his heart pounded. He quickly switched to an obsequious smile and bowed respectfully, gesturing the way.

Under the gazes of countless ghost-spirits, Ao Bai carried Jiang Ziwen and flew into the city.

The City Lord of Nether Capital followed like a servant.

「The Lord's Mansion.」

Jiang Ziwen took the seat of honor. Ao Bai, having shrunk his draconic form, coiled around a pillar.

The City Lord of Nether Capital cut a rather pitiful figure, standing cautiously in the center of the main hall, his face etched with grievance. This was clearly his domain.

"This King asks you, how can Reincarnation be established?" Jiang Ziwen got straight to the point.

Establishing Reincarnation?

The City Lord of Nether Capital was stunned and asked in confusion, "My lord, could it be that you don't know? As long as one obtains the city lord's consent, one can use the laws of Heaven and Earth to construct a Reincarnation channel!"

Jiang Ziwen nodded, lost in thought.

It seems the laws of Heaven and Earth in the Underworld have also changed considerably. Such a concept didn't exist in his era.

"If that's the case, then this King shall gladly accept your position as City Lord!" Soon, a glint appeared in Jiang Ziwen's eyes as he said with a smile.

His decision to become the City Lord of Nether Capital was made on a whim.

Constructing a Reincarnation channel required the consent of the Yin City's Lord, and he could not be certain if that City Lord could use the Reincarnation channel to pose a threat to the powers of the Yang Realm.

Therefore, the best solution was to control the Reincarnation channel of the Qin Dynasty Saint's Court himself.

As soon as Jiang Ziwen spoke, the City Lord of Nether Capital's expression stiffened. After a moment's hesitation, he still felt his life was most important. With a face full of reluctance, he took a black official seal from his robes and slowly knelt.

"Your subordinate, Yellow Not Talented, pays homage to the City Lord!"