Chapter 221: So King Yama also learned face-changing?

Just as the oil pan was brought up, Tang An and her group, who were following Hei Bai Wuchang, had already arrived.

"Oh my!"

"Great Sage, Great Sage, you are here?"

"Judicial God!"

"Ah? Third Prince?"

"Oh my goodness."

King Yama hurriedly bowed to each one, afraid that if he neglected any one, he would suffer the consequences.

Tang An poked her head out from behind the three of them, sizing up King Yama.

"So you are that King Yama who says 'If Yama calls you to die at the third watch, who dares to keep you until the fifth watch'?"

King Yama was stunned for a moment, then suddenly shouted, "Bold!"

He shouted this, but the key was that he thought Tang An was someone who had offended these three great gods, so he specifically used the pressure unique to King Yama to suppress little ghosts.

Tang An was startled, feeling her soul almost scatter.

No, the difference in his attitude before and after was too big, right?

Yang Jian didn't speak, his face instantly gloomy. The Three-Pointed Double-Edged Spear in his hand turned into a fan and tapped lightly, breaking King Yama's pressure.

Nezha looked up, killing intent fully revealed.

Only Sun Wukong jumped out at this time, pulling King Yama's beard and lifting him up.

"Old Yama, why are you roaring for no reason? Huh!"

Hei Bai Wuchang were desperately giving King Yama eye signals in the back, their eyes almost blinking blind, but King Yama hadn't had time to look at them.

Sun Wukong wasn't satisfied, kicked King Yama down, sat on him, and hit his butt with his hand.

"Daring to roar at Old Sun's master, I'll let you roar, I'll let you roar, roar, roar!"

"Roar roar roar..." King Yama was beaten and groaned, but didn't dare to resist.

Of course, it was useless for him to resist.

Even if he could barely escape from Sun Wukong's hands, there were two gods of slaughter standing next to him.

"Tsk, it's also quite a sight, really seeing the Great Sage Equal to Heaven beating King Yama." Tang An watched with great interest.

King Yama held his hat on his head, looked at Tang An, then at Hei Bai Wuchang.

Was it a bit late for him to see Hei Bai Wuchang's eye signals now?

No!

The Destined One's name wasn't crossed out of the Life and Death Book by Sun Wukong? How could she come here?

The Destined One is dead!!!!

"You, you..." King

What's the matter? Tired of the Underworld's decor? Want the place renovated?

"Great Sage, Great Sage—" The Yama King begged for mercy incessantly, and only then did Sun Wukong temporarily let him go.

The Yama King scrambled up from the ground, straightened his robes and cap, and hurriedly offered his apologies to Tang An.

If he didn't apologize, he would have to pay with his life today.

"This humble king did not know of your esteemed arrival and has been most offensive. I beg the Destined One for forgiveness."

Tang An laughed: "It seems the Yama King has also studied the art of face-changing, eh?"

The Yama King wiped his sweat in secret, "This humble king truly had eyes but failed to recognize Mount Tai. I shall find a way to resurrect them for you right away."

No matter what, the Underworld could not keep this great Buddha here today.

"No need, I'll come back to life on my own in a moment."

When Tang An first met the Yama King, she had felt some pressure.

After all, he was in charge of the afterlife; once people died, it was all up to him.

If the Jade Emperor and the Buddha gave Tang An a sense of unreality, this Underworld gave her a feeling that was both real and oppressive.

No help for it; she was the one who cherished her own life the most.

But it was fine now; after this little episode, she had already equated the Yama King with all the gods and Buddhas in the sky.

This was the benefit and confidence of having disciples to back her up.

"Oh, what a large oil cauldron."

"To fry me?"

"No, no, no, no, no..." The Yama King was so flustered his tongue tripped; he stumbled over and nearly threw himself into the pot to be fried.

"Quick, quick, quick, carry it away, hurry!"

The minor ghosts were terrified; they swarmed forward and hurriedly carried the oil cauldron away.

"Hey, don't take it away yet, I haven't thanked the top donor for sending me a 'justifiable cause' yet, hey..."

???

She was actually feeling regretful?

Never mind what a 'top donor' was, what did she mean by 'justifiable cause'? Was she going to stir up the Underworld again?

"Esteemed gods, please take your seats, take your seats."

The Yama King was drenched in sweat, his legs trembling. He knew nothing good would come of today.

"No need for such trouble." Sun Wukong naughtily snatched the Yama King's hat to play with. "It is my master who has come to find you. You handle her business, and I won't make things difficult for you."

"However..." Sun Wukong tugged at the Yama King's beard, "If you dare to act in compliance but in secret oppose, heh heh!"

"Today, I shall have to wreak havoc in your Underworld once more!"

The Yama King forced a smile, hurriedly bowed to Tang An, and asked why she had come.

Tang An didn't waste words and stated her purpose directly. "At Qijue Mountain, a young Daoist and a red-scaled great python just died. One is named Xu Xuan, the other Bai Susu."

"Where are the two of them?"

Hearing this, the Yama King hurriedly went to flip through the Life and Death Book to check.

According to the records in the Life and Death Book, the two souls had indeed returned to the Underworld.

"Which two ghost messengers seized their souls today? Why don't you quickly bring those two up!"

Hearing this, the Judge hurriedly ordered his subordinates to investigate.

Before long, Ox-Head and Horse-Face arrived and whispered a few words into the Judge's ear, causing the Judge's expression to turn ugly in an instant.

The Judge was just about to whisper the news to the Yama King, but before he could move, his path was blocked by a Fire-Tipped Spear.

"Speak!"

Nezha had no patience; he didn't want to see these people playing any secret tricks.

With the spear pressed against his throat, the Judge dared not refuse.

"It... Ox-Head and Horse-Face report that no one detained their souls; after they died, their souls were taken into... taken..."

"Speak!" The Fire-Tipped Spear was already emitting Samadhi True Fire.

For ghosts, the fire of ultimate yang was what they feared most.

"Just tell them." The Yama King also knew they had come for this matter. If they didn't get to the bottom of it, they wouldn't leave.

Sweat poured down the Judge's face like rain; he hesitated for a moment, then uttered three words.

"Six Paths Disk."

"Six Paths Disk!" Tang An and her three disciples exclaimed in unison, surprised.

By rights, ordinary souls only traverse the path of reincarnation once their allotted lifespan in the Underworld is exhausted.

Yet their souls had bypassed the procedure and entered the Six Paths Disk directly.

Was it because they also had their own destiny, and their existence was related to the descent of the Wenqu Star?

"Where is the Six Paths Disk?" Tang An asked, somewhat anxiously.

"This..." The Yama King and the Judge exchanged a glance. By rights, they were not allowed to bring the living there. Especially someone like Tang An, who was in a state of being neither fully alive nor fully dead.

Sun Wukong jumped onto the Yama King's desk. "Either you cooperate and help us find the Six Paths Disk."

"Or I smash your Underworld, and then you take us to find the Six Paths Disk."

"How about it, Old Yama King?"

The Yama King didn't understand how he had managed to provoke such a group of killing gods.

Was it bad luck? Or was his time in the Underworld coming to an end?

If others threatened to overturn the Underworld, it might be empty talk. But these few were truly capable of doing it.

And even if they did, he would have nowhere to seek justice.

"Great Sage, this humble king is concerned for the Destined One's soul; I do not know if she will be affected after approaching the Six Paths Disk."

If Tang An suffered any mishap, or was directly reincarnated.

Heh, then the Three Realms might as well be finished.