"Once you forcefully intrude, the rules of the Underworld will suppress!"
With this thunderous shout, the terrifying power of the rules instantly enveloped the entire Underworld like an invisible net.
Every dark corner, every deep path of the Netherworld River was filled with this force.
At this moment, in the depths of the Underworld, the Immortals and Gods permanently stationed by the Heavenly Court gathered in one place. In front of them were various strange Magical Artifacts, emitting a faint light that illuminated numerous translucent yin souls around them.
Their sharp eyes were focused, and their hands moved incessantly as they carefully selected high-quality yin souls, intending to bring them back to the Heavenly Court for refining into Heavenly Soldiers.
Not far away, Bhikkhu Arhats dispatched by the Buddhist Sect were in another area, clad in kasaya and chanting, attempting to guide souls to the West Land.
But with Zhao Feng setting the rules...
