The appearance of the six spiritual emperors caused a shock in the underworld, but this did not last long, and then gradually became quiet.
However, what Yan Luo was worried about still happened. The disciples of the Zheyu Sect did not appear at the Sentient Sect or the gathering place of major souls, but appeared in some small cities. They all appeared suddenly and used the soul collecting cards to capture them.
Quickly capture the soul and then move the position.
With the emergence of Zheyumen this time, more than three million souls were lost in the underworld.
Although more than three million is just a drop in the bucket for the entire underworld, its nature is extremely bad.
Because of the special geographical location of Xiao Yu, he currently does not know that Ji Tianming has been named Ling Emperor.
Beside him, there were only souls moving forward one by one. Their faces were quiet, without any joy, anger, sorrow, or joy, as if they were babies waiting to be born.
It is such a place of reincarnation, but it is a place that countless souls in the underworld dream of. Most people have been wandering for decades and cannot successfully come here.
"I don't want to go to the animal realm, I don't want to go."
A fat man shouted loudly from the opposite side, but his voice was quickly drowned out by the shouts.
Although the animal path sounds a bit unpleasant, for those who have committed all kinds of evil in the world, it is not another practice to reform.
Under the bridge, countless white souls were floating around. Some of them condensed into human shapes, watching their families passing by on the bridge, but no matter how they shouted, no one on the bridge could hear them.
In this way, one reincarnation after another, when those who do not want to be reincarnated get tired and fall into the water, they will be eaten by ferocious water creatures.
Po Meng was far away, repeating her work day after day, year after year, as if she was not tired at all.
Po Meng doesn't seem to care about the Spirit Emperor Stone at all, but with her strength, she probably doesn't care about being called a Spirit Emperor. After all, no one can challenge her position.
After another day, Xiao Yu woke up from meditating, then he turned over and sat up, looking at the horizon in the distance.
Black light flew from the sky, and a man holding a scroll, covered with stars and moonlight, landed in front of the door of all living beings.
"The sage decrees that the new spiritual emperor has appeared and announced to the world."
The scroll flew out of the man's hand and turned into a piece of white text that appeared high in the sky.
"Welcome to the Holy Order..."
The names of the six spiritual emperors appeared high in the sky. Po Meng bowed slightly to the sky, and all the souls who were preparing for reincarnation knelt on the ground at this moment.
The words were all inscriptions, so naturally Xiao Yu didn't recognize them, but after Meng Po took a look at them, she looked at Xiao Yu with some surprise.
After a few minutes, the words above turned into countless light spots and disappeared into the sky.
At the same time, Xiao Yu felt a powerful aura high in the sky above the Sentient Sect, encompassing his location.
Xiao Yu knew that his mission was over and that the Spirit Emperor had taken control of this space.
Now that the mission was over, Xiao Yu didn't want to stay here too long. Instead, he cupped his hands towards the source of the aura, then flew across the Naihe Bridge and landed next to Po Meng.
"Senior Po Meng, my mission has been completed and I'm leaving."
Xiao Yu gave Po Meng his hand and said hesitantly.
In fact, he wanted to ask if Sha Tian could be resurrected. After all, he didn't have a soul like the Blood Zombie King.
There was also the matter of the Chaos Flower, but he didn't seem to be enthusiastic about Po Meng, so he didn't ask much.
"Well, you are strong enough now, and I won't be able to help you anymore.
As for how far you can grow in the future, it depends on your destiny.
The people of Xuanmen have a long lifespan, and you cannot guard a mountain gate for countless years.
Therefore, you should let go of what should be put down, so that you can have a glimpse of the way of heaven and not let yourself limit your fists and feet."
Speaking of this, Po Meng paused for a moment, and then the other party took out a wine jar and poured some of Po Meng's soup into it.
"I have nothing to give you, so I will give you this jar of Meng Po soup.
If you want to cut off the seven emotions and six desires, this thing will come in handy.
If you don’t want to stop, then just follow your own path.”
The wine jar flew to Xiao Yu's side and was caught by his hands.
Po Meng's words may be the key to Xiao Yu becoming a strong man in the future, but he never wants to let himself become a puppet who only knows how to practice.
How could he let go of his parents and his own children?
"Thank you, senior..."
Although he didn't want to give it up, Xiao Yu still took it with both hands. If he couldn't use it himself, maybe someone else would.
Xiao Yu said goodbye and left. Po Meng looked at the other person's retreating back, and her expression became serious.
"That red-haired boy Wu Xuan was not chosen, but Ji Tianming was chosen. It's really strange!
But this is good, Xuantian Pavilion finally has a person who can take over."
After saying that, Po Meng knocked on the big iron pot, and the long queue continued to move.
After Xiao Yu and Po Meng separated, he was about to send a transmission note to tell Qin Wushuang that he planned to go to Xuantian Pavilion first, but before he could do anything, a divine thought came into his mind.
It seemed to be the voice of King Yama, and the other party was the will of the sky. As long as he wanted to go, he could reach it in an instant.
"Someone wants to see me, could it be Wu Xuan?
By the way, I didn't ask Po Meng before who the Ling Emperor was.
If Wu Xuan and Uncle Ji are among them, I am afraid that no one can match the snobbery of Xuantian Pavilion."
Thinking of this, Xiao Yu couldn't help but get excited. If what he thought was right, Xuantian Pavilion would probably become famous.
The Palace of Yama is still tens of thousands of miles away from the Gate of All Living Beings where Po Meng lives. Xiao Yu cannot reach that place in an instant.
However, as long as Wu Xuan and Uncle Ji can succeed, even if they are thousands of miles apart, they must rush over to celebrate.
But what he didn't know was that King Yama and the other spiritual emperors were in the Hall of Saints at this time, not in the Hall of Yama, so the divine message that sent him the previous message was not from King Yama.
"Fairy in red, the news has spread, what should we do next?"
On a solitary peak, Hongyi and two immortals stood together, both looking a little excited.
Ever since arriving in the underworld, Hongyi has been monitoring Xiao Yu's every move, and the message just now was sent by him.
"Don't worry, he will definitely throw himself into a trap. I want to kill him, and he also wants to kill me.
My master has already set up a large formation. As long as he comes here, he will definitely be captured by everyone. At that time, everyone should not be merciful and must join forces to kill him."
Hongyi took out a mirror, and the mirror showed the surrounding area of thousands of miles.
"As long as Beicheng takes the initiative, that Xiao Yu will definitely be killed. Let's see who can help him here.
The two immortals behind the red clothes said respectfully.
The strength of the Celestial Immortals is equal to that of the Ling Emperor, so the number of Celestial Immortals is much larger than that of the Ling Emperor.
Moreover, when the immortals take action here, there will definitely be no human spirit emperor involved, because they are more afraid of death.
When an immortal dies, he can use his soul to gather his body. But if the spiritual emperor dies, his soul will be scattered.
Therefore, the Spiritual Emperor rarely participates in the battles between immortals. Even if he does participate, it is only done at the last moment, and he will not really fight with his life.
