Chapter 981: Chapter 855: The Heaviest Destiny, Zhen Sui Hu Zhu_3

"What... what if the things in the Netherworld Palace come out, what... what will happen?"

Beside him, Calculation, who lacked sufficient cultivation, could only see Hu Ma always in a dream state, watching the State Preceptor light up the Ten Incense Sticks, extinguishing one at a time, or sometimes two or three together, feeling anxious as if a cat was scratching at his heart.

But he knew how to read expressions, and clearly, the State Preceptor’s face, which had recently shown shock with a hint of relief, had now turned into one filled with worry, making it somewhat understandable.

"It can’t be stopped."

The State Preceptor slowly uttered three words and continued: "In the worldly arts, I am supreme, for I am on the Bridge, a person who is not a god. But when it comes to the distance with Tai Sui, any former emperor in this Netherworld Palace far surpasses me."

"If they descend into the human world, it would be like Tai Sui’s consciousness descending into the human world."

"This calamity..." 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

"Unseen before, unheard of, even surpassing my understanding at times, yet in the end, can only be a joke..."

"..."

"Then we..."

Calculation almost choked upon hearing this, his face changed, speaking urgently: "Then why are we sitting here chatting, can’t you..."

Halfway through his words, he suddenly remembered that the State Preceptor was not on the same path as him, becoming somewhat despairing, muttering: "At least, bring him back from the dream, after all, he is your successor..."

"Bring him back?"

Listening to this, the State Preceptor could only smile bitterly: "Ever since he slew the first Emperor Ghost, he couldn’t come back, his connection with the Netherworld Palace has become too deep..."

"He... was too reckless..."

"The Emperor Ghosts of the Netherworld Palace, if such a thing could be dealt with by the human world, how could Lao Junmei and Longjing have possibly used such a great price to seal them away?"

"..."

"..."

"Time to return to the human world..."

Just then, the knocking on the door outside the hall grew louder and heavier, although clearly lacking the strength to break the doors of the Netherworld Palace, the urgent and pressing intention was already obvious.

Within the Netherworld Palace, the two Emperor Ghosts had already begun to smile chillingly.

The Emperor Ghost of the First Hall didn’t move, he just sat coldly on his throne, looking indifferently at Hu Ma, who seemed as insignificant as an ant, as if a child of a petty official two hundred years later did not even evoke his desire to speak.

But the Emperor Ghost of the Second Hall had already stood up, laughing loudly, causing countless civil and military officials beside him to laugh as well, their mouths grinning ear to ear, a crazed and terrifying look on their faces.

Shadows wrapped in layers of gloomy evil qi floated forward, intending to bypass Hu Ma and directly see the person knocking at the Netherworld Palace.

Initially, they just wanted to capture Hu Ma, using his Bridge to return to the human world, but now with someone worshiping, even Hu Ma was not important, as long as they bypassed him, found the human bloodline, they could naturally return to the human world.

Besides, capturing Hu Ma, what difficulty is there in that?

"Roar!"

Seeing them surge forward, it turned out to be the Meng family’s ancestor who moved first, its body already dilapidated beyond repair, yet stimulated into a fierce nature, roaring with rage as it charged forward.

Unfortunately, a spear pinned it to the Golden Throne Hall, and those spirits paid it no heed, floating straight past it.

A chilling wind swept through, as if heaven and earth connected, vast and endless.

Little Hongtang, who had always been accompanied by the radiance of Purple Qi, suddenly appeared a bit frightened, desperately spreading her small arms, trying to block the ghosts for Hu Ma.

But unfortunately, she was also timid, and when those ferocious spirits came close, she closed her eyes in fear.

Then, she suddenly heard Hu Ma’s laughter in her ear: "Hehe..."

She peeked one eye open at Hu Ma, seeing him already standing, still holding the Emperor’s Great Saber, though there was no murderous aura on his face, only a look of cold mockery.

"Truly can’t hold any illusions with you..."

Facing the ghosts of the Netherworld Palace, he spoke quietly, his voice filled with endless fatigue: "Even thinking positively would plunge oneself into a place of no return."

"But fortunately, from the start, I was prepared to face this worst outcome..."

"..."

Having slain those of the Eight Palace, the Emperor Ghost of the Second Hall didn’t truly dare to underestimate him, his face slightly changing, smiling coldly: "At this point, you still want to stand in the way?"

"Perhaps the one trying to stop is not me..."

Hu Ma raised his head, surprisingly without a look of despair, instead facing the Emperor Ghosts of the Netherworld Palace, he smiled: "I don’t care how many filial descendants you have in the human world."

"But since I’m here, it’s to change all this."

As he spoke, his face even full of ridicule, staring at the Second Emperor Ghost’s cautious expression, he laughed: "You think I lured you into a dream, and slew the Emperor Ghost of the Tenth Hall, to give you a chance against me?"

"No?"

Hu Ma shook his head with a smile, saying: "I am merely ensuring, even in the worst case, you remain trapped in my dream!"

"You..."

Upon hearing these words, the face of the Second Hall Emperor Ghost suddenly changed, and even from that far high place, the Emperor Ghost of the First Hall seemed to have sensed something, his gaze suddenly intense and penetrating, looking down from the ninth heaven of the dream.

"I was even disappointed by the absence of those people’s actions, for I never expected those flesh-eaters to still hold a shred of conscience..."