Peerless Taoist

"Zhen will handle this matter personally. It will be too late by the time Lu Dai finds someone to save him."    

Lu Yu raised his finger and pressed it against his glabella. A faint golden light flickered from between his eyebrows.    

Since these people were hiding in the Underworld God Temple, he would have ways to find out where they were hiding.    

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Iron Cloak Hell was one of the many hells in the fourth realm.    

The entrance to Hell was heavily guarded. The spirit stone that flowed through the Nether Realm were mostly produced from the various hells.    

At this moment, the entrance to Iron Cloak Hell was in a mess, as if it had experienced a fierce and fierce battle.    

The flags of the fourth realm had been burned down, and the Yan Family's flag fluttered in the air above Hell.    

An ancient temple was situated not far from the entrance. The outer walls of the temple had collapsed, and ruins and debris could be seen everywhere. Only the surface of the main temple emitted a dim light, blocking all the attacks in the surroundings.    

This was the former Underworld God Divine Palace. Those tall and lofty broken walls were describing the glorious past.    

It had once been the number one divine palace in the Nether Realm. The Underworld God Divine Palace had blossomed everywhere, and there were endless fragrant flames everywhere. It was a flourishing period of spring and autumn.    

However, along with the death of Nether Daolord, the incense offerings of the Underworld God Temple decreased year after year. It was also in the Fourth World that the Five Official Kings took care of it. The Nether God Hall could continue to hold on, but in the other realms of the Nether Realm... Many of the Nether God Halls had long since closed and were in a state of not being guarded.    

At this moment, around five hundred people had gathered inside the main god hall. Many of them wore black armor and were the armies of the fourth realm.    

In the battle between the two great realms, the Faceless King's side had never imagined that the enemy would bypass the direction and stab straight into their vitals. This caused the armies stationed in Iron Cloak Hell to almost be completely wiped out not long after the battle.    

There were only a few hundred survivors left, and many of them were even injured.    

However, the surrounding cultivators were all from the Yan Family. Helpless, the Ghost Commander-in-Chief could only retreat to the Underworld Hall with the injured.    

"Lord Ghost Commander, that guard of yours lost too much blood. We can't do anything about it."    

The old priest over a hundred years old leaned on his cane and shook his head at the Ghost Commander.    

When the war began, most of the people in the Dark Shrine had run away, leaving only the old priest and two disciples behind.    

The old priest activated the defensive formation of the temple and stopped the cultivators of the Yan Clan from attacking. He got a chance to catch his breath.    

"Ai! This is his destiny!" The Ghost Marshal shook his head and sighed.    

Death in the Nether Realm would also mean entering Hell's Reincarnation. This was the Great Dao of Reincarnation in the world executing it. The people of the Nether Realm would not be able to change it.    

"Sir, the communication with Tianhe City has been completely cut off."    

"Sound transmission and signal transmission have been intercepted. There are more than ten thousand cultivators of the Yan Family surrounding us. They want to completely surround us."    

Bad news followed one after another.    

The Ghost Commander's face was somewhat pale as he turned his head to look at a woman.    

That woman was thin and long, and there was a long saber hanging from her back. Her hair was combed into a long ponytail, and she looked valiant and valiant.    

She was also injured, but only had a simple bandage on her face. Her face was still somewhat pale.    

But even so, the Ghost Marshal could still vaguely sense the other party's strength.    

"Senior, may I ask if you can really contact our king?" The Ghost Commander asked probingly.    

If not for the sudden appearance of this woman just now, stopping the experts of the Yan Family, it was likely that they would not have been able to escape successfully.