"Is that the altar that the Great Immortal Hu Might is going to build?" The Tenth Prince frowned, "It looks a bit familiar."

"It's a bit like the summoning altar in the Netherworld." Wang Lingguan said.

"Netherworld?" Song Renjia was confused.

"That is the underworld world." The Tenth Prince said, "The underworld world is the world of the underworld, where there are all kinds of demons and ghosts. In addition to being responsible for reincarnation and the eighteen levels of hell, the underworld is also responsible for managing the underworld world."

"Oh, what will be the consequences if the Yin spirits from the Netherworld are summoned to the Earthly Immortal World?" Song Renjia asked.

"The Netherworld is a very cold world, and most of the creatures there are brutal and murderous. Moreover, because they are Yin spirits, they especially like to suck the souls of ordinary people." The tenth prince said, "Let them come to the immortal world,

That is the calamity of mortals and ordinary beasts and birds.”

"Then should we destroy the altar?" Song Renjia asked.

"It's best to destroy it," the tenth prince said.

"Then let's go over and take a look." Bai Qianqian said.

Everyone went to the altar. There were soldiers guarding the outside of the altar, and they blocked everyone. Qingque only used a body-fixing technique to send these soldiers away and arrived in front of the altar.

"Sure enough, it is the summoning altar of the Netherworld." Wang Lingguan said, "And it is a very advanced summoning altar."

"What kind of Yin spirit can be summoned?" Song Renjia asked.

"The Yin spirits in the Nether World are divided into ordinary Yin spirits, Night spirits, King-level Yin spirits, and Imperial-level Yin spirits." Wang Lingguan said, "This altar can summon the highest Imperial-level Yin spirits."

"No way?" The tenth prince scratched his head: "I have also seen an altar that can summon emperor-level ghosts, and it is much grander than this one."

"Indeed." Wang Lingguan said, "This altar is a bit crude, but the layout and runes on it are indeed prepared for summoning emperor-level Yin spirits."

"If the emperor-level Yin spirits cannot be summoned completely, their clones will be summoned."

"Yin spirits, even ordinary Yin spirits, can create one or two clones." The Tenth Prince said.

"Oh, what does this Great Immortal Hu Might want to do when he wants to summon the clone of an emperor-level Yin spirit?" asked the Tenth Prince.

"Even if it is just an ordinary clone, the emperor-level Yin spirit may still have the strength of the Mahayana stage." Wang Lingguan said.

"How strong is the emperor-level Yin spirit's body?" Song Renjia asked.

"Only those with at least the strength of the Golden Immortal can be called emperor-level Yin spirits." The tenth prince said, "I estimate that there are not more than a hundred emperor-level Yin spirits in the entire Netherworld, right?"

"Golden Immortals..." Song Renjia raised his head: "How many Golden Immortals are there in the Earth Immortal Realm?" Song Renjia asked.

"At least more than a thousand." The tenth prince said, "And this is only on the surface."

"Among the three realms, the Earthly Immortal Realm is the strongest, followed by the Netherworld and the Underworld, and the Human Realm is the weakest."

‘But the human world is also the most important.”

"The human world is the most important?" Song Renjia wondered.

"I don't know the specifics." The tenth prince shook his head.

"The Great Immortal Hu Might is here." Qingque turned around and said towards the distance.

"Oh? Look what kind of stuff it is." Song Renjia turned around.

In the distance, a yellow escaping light flew over. The light dissipated, revealing a figure with a strong back and a strong waist.

"Who are you, dare to cause trouble again?" Huwei Daxian floated in the air, with a majestic tone.

"What is the purpose of building this altar?" Song Renjia stood up and asked.

"Of course it is to pray for the people, to ask for rain in times of drought, and to drive away clouds in times of floods," Huwei Daxian said.

"It's quite good at making it up." The tenth prince curled his lips and said.

"I am an immortal, how can I deceive you and other mortals?" Great Immortal Huwei raised his head slightly and said arrogantly.

"Shangxian?" Song Renjia smiled.

"You are an altar to summon the spirits of the underworld, do you still want to deceive everyone?" Bai Qianqian said loudly.

Immortal Huwei's expression immediately changed: "You...you are talking nonsense, come here, arrest them!"

A group of soldiers wearing armor rushed forward.

Unfortunately, they were just ordinary soldiers. Wang Lingguan just waved a gust of wind and knocked them to the ground.

"Void Realm!" Immortal Huwei was shocked and flew directly towards the altar without thinking.

"What is he going to do?" Song Renjia asked: "He didn't run away? He flew to the altar instead?"

"Maybe he wants to summon the Yin spirit clone." Wang Lingguan stood in front of everyone.

Sure enough, the altar lit up and a black wind blew.

"Don't you need to stop him?" Song Renjia asked worriedly.

"It doesn't matter." Wang Lingguan said: "Such an altar can only summon the worst emperor level clone, which is the strength of the Mahayana realm."

"Ang~"

A dragon roar made Song Renjia and others look towards the altar.

"He summoned the hell dragon clan." Wang Lingguan said.

"The hell dragon clan?" Song Renjia was confused.

"The imperial-level Yin Spirit of the Hell Dragon Clan, that's not..." the tenth prince said with a strange expression.

On the altar, the Yin spirit's clone has taken shape, with black dragon scales, rugged dragon horns, and a pair of gray dragon eyes without any emotion. Shota knows how to look at it, and there is a feeling of death.

"That's...a monster, a black monster!"

"Monster!"

A lot of people had gathered around the altar, but when they saw the black ghost dragon appear, they were so frightened that they all turned around and ran away.

In the blink of an eye, the place became extremely empty.

"It seems true." The tenth prince said with a strange expression.

"What is it?" Song Renjia asked.

"That... the emperor of the hell dragon clan, the only emperor-level dragon, is my aunt." The tenth prince said.

"Huh? Your aunt?" Song Renjia was confused.

"Well, it's not a kiss, it's acknowledgment." The tenth prince said.

"Even if you recognize your godmother, it's better than recognizing your godaunt." Song Renjia said speechlessly.

"Huh? Wait a minute, isn't your god-aunt... Zhang Lingyu's god-sister?" Song Renjia suddenly thought brightly and asked.

"Yes, my father recognized my god-sister. That's why she is my god-aunt." The tenth prince shrugged.

"Hell Dragon, fuck sister...so that's it." Song Renjia took out a black dragon ball.

"It's a very familiar scent." Wang Lingguan came over and said, "Why do you have Di Lingyue's Dragon Ball?"

"Is Zhang Lingyu's god-sister named Di Lingyue?" Song Renjia asked.

Wang Lingguan nodded.

"Oh, then this is her dragon ball." Song Renjia said, "I got it accidentally by killing a monk who was following me."

"This is interesting." The tenth prince took the dragon ball, walked in front of Wang Lingguan, and faced the clone of the Underworld Dragon Emperor.

"I don't care where you monks come from, you will all die here today." Huwei Daxian said through gritted teeth.

The tenth prince showed a child-like smile and waved the dragon ball in his hand in the direction of Ming Long.

"aunt!"
Chapter completed!