Urban Cultivation of Immortal Emperor Invincible

Seeing that the Ghost King was so ignorant of the current situation, Ye Chen didn't waste any more words.

He just gently raised his right hand. His palm looked ordinary, but it seemed to contain the power of the entire universe.

He waved slowly, and in an instant, a dark light descended like a curtain of heaven, covering the Ghost King and the dozen people behind him.

The space around the Ghost King was suddenly grasped by an invisible giant hand and solidified into a dark amber, imprisoning his huge body tightly and making it impossible to move at all.

The fountain of strength in his body seemed to have encountered a severe winter, and the flowing ghost power became slow and heavy, as if sealed by eternal ice.

The dozen or so strong men around were also plunged into unprecedented panic.

They each tried their best, with strength surging and colliding in their bodies, trying to tear apart this invisible cage.

But all efforts seemed to be in vain, and I could only struggle and breathe in this absolute stillness.

The Ghost King's face was distorted and purple-red due to the extreme force, and the blue veins on his forehead were like twisted tree roots, abrupt and hideous.

His eyes were wide open, with flames of unwillingness and boiling anger burning in his pupils, fixed on Ye Chen who was leisurely and contented not far away.

He mobilized every inch of muscle and every bit of his strength, like a river bursting its banks, surging within his body in an attempt to break free from the shackles that bound him.

However, although that force was extremely powerful, it was like a trapped beast in this strange realm and could never find a way to break through.

This scene is tense and depressing, with a heavy feeling of impending storm hanging in the air, foreshadowing that a more intense contest is about to take place in this solidified space and time.

However, before the Ghost King could think about it, Ye Chen flashed and appeared in front of him as if teleporting.

The Ghost King only felt a flash before his eyes, and Ye Chen's finger had already gently touched his forehead.

At that moment, a chill of despair surged in the Ghost King's heart. He wanted to resist, but he was powerless.

Ye Chen's fingers were like a key to open the door of memory, and he began to slowly read the Ghost King's memory.

The Ghost King could only watch, his eyes filled with fear and helplessness, his body trembling slightly with anger and fear.

In that eerie underworld, time seems to be stuck by thick dark colloid and flows slowly.

Ye Chen was in a secret place, with immortal energy surging around him and golden light flashing in his eyes. He was concentrating on performing the soul-searching technique on the unfortunate Ghost King.

As obscure runes flashed in the palm of his hand and sank into the ghost king's brow, the ghost king screamed miserably, and his body seemed to be pulled away and turned into nothingness.

Not long after, Ye Chen successfully completed the soul search and obtained crucial information.

Recalling the time when he first encountered the Xuanyin Divine Seal on the top of Yinshan Mountain, the entire underworld seemed to be violently shaken by an invisible giant hand, the earth was cracked, and ghostly spirits were dancing wildly, just like the end of the world was approaching.

The majestic and mysterious power fluctuations, with Yinshan Mountain as the core, were like surging ink waves, sweeping wildly in all directions layer by layer.

Wherever it passed, the buildings of the underworld trembled, soul flags danced wildly, and the wandering ghosts howled in fear, causing chaos.

The Emperor of Fengdu, the supreme ruler who rules the underworld, sits in the majestic and gloomy Fengdu Palace.

The palace was magnificent yet chillingly cold. Ghost lights flickered, and the carved beams and painted buildings were covered with reliefs of suffering souls, as if wailing about the sorrow of the underworld.

He had just closed his eyes and was concentrating, trying to comprehend the operating rules of the underworld, when all of a sudden he felt a strange and extremely powerful force rushing towards him.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and purple light burst out from his eyes, shattering the teacup on the table in front of him. The cold tea splashed all over the floor, just like the chaotic situation in the underworld at the moment.

"This kind of shock is unprecedented. Could it be that an ancient evil creature has appeared in the world, or that a powerful enemy from outside the domain has some plan for the underworld?"

The King of Fengdu muttered to himself, his voice was cold and low, but it could not hide his doubts and uneasiness.

With a wave of his wide robe sleeves, his figure instantly teleported to high above the palace, overlooking the turbulent underworld with a furrowed brow and a solemn expression.

At the same time, the Five Ghost Emperors - Eastern Ghost Emperor Cai Yulei, Western Ghost Emperor Zhao Wenhe, Southern Ghost Emperor Du Ziren, Northern Ghost Emperor Zhang Heng, and Central Ghost Emperor Zhou Qi - also noticed this shocking change in their respective territories.

The peach trees all over Taozhi Mountain where Cai Yulei lived were originally pink and delicate, but now they were dyed as black as ink by the thick ghost aura, and the petals fell down like tears from the underworld.

He stood on a branch of a peach tree, holding a peach wood sword in his hand. Runes on the sword flickered and hummed as he tried to find the source of the vibration. He spoke angrily.

"Who is this evildoer who dares to disturb the peace of the underworld? Are you trying to stir up chaos in the underworld and overturn the order of the underworld?"

His expression was full of anxiety and doubt, and he flashed and headed straight for Fengdu City.

Zhao Wenhe's Dangzhong Mountain has always been quiet and gloomy, and it is the place where evil spirits lurk. But at this moment, the mountain is collapsing, the rocks are rolling down, and the cage that imprisoned the evil spirits is tottering.

He rode a ball of ghostly green fire into the sky, looking at the chaotic scene with a face so gloomy that water could drip out of it.

"This abnormality is definitely not a good sign. I'm afraid there is a mysterious force trying to break the balance of power in the underworld. We need to go to Fengdu quickly to discuss countermeasures."

Du Ziren was in Luofu Mountain. The hot springs in the mountain were originally filled with rising hot steam, but now the hot steam condensed and turned into black water droplets, like the weeping tears of the underworld.

He walked out of the hot spring, his whole body wet with ghostly aura, and he was extremely anxious.

"Don't delay any longer, go to Fengdu and report the situation to the emperor. If we allow this unknown situation to develop, the underworld will be in danger!"

In Zhang Heng's Luofeng Mountain, countless houses collapsed in the ghost town and the screams of wronged souls were heard one after another.

He was wearing black armor and holding a soul-calling banner. He took heavy steps in the ruins, and every step seemed to be stepping on the drumbeat of the fate of the underworld.

"This incident is too strange. The emperor will definitely know the key to it. We will set off immediately."

Zhou Qi was in Baodui Mountain, and the soul crystals in the cave exploded one after another, with light splashing everywhere.

He had a hunched body but was incredibly fast. He rushed towards Fengdu City like a wisp of black smoke, muttering something.

"The underworld has been peaceful for thousands of years, but now there is a sudden disturbance. Could it be that the way of heaven has changed and is about to bring disaster to my underworld?"

Soon, the five ghost emperors gathered in Fengdu Hall. The atmosphere in the hall was solemn and depressing. The ghost fires flickered, reflecting the gloomy and anxious faces of everyone.

"Great Emperor, this shaking of the underworld is definitely not a natural phenomenon. Our jurisdiction is in chaos. Something big must be happening."

Cai Yulei was the first to clasp his fists and report the situation, and the other ghost emperors nodded in agreement.

The Emperor of Fengdu had a stern look on his face. He glanced at everyone and spoke slowly.

"This emperor also feels strange. This power is strange and violent. It seems to come from underground. It seems to have been dormant for many years. How could it suddenly change?"

Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads in confusion. Zhao Wenhe said in a deep voice.

"No matter what caused it, this movement has threatened the foundation of the underworld. If we don't find out, there will be endless troubles."

After some discussion, no one could figure out the reason, so the Emperor of Fengdu immediately gave an order and sent various ghost soldiers and ghost kings to various parts of the underworld to investigate.

The ghost king that Ye Chen encountered was just one of the vanguards. Many spies spread out like a spider web, trying to capture the "black hand" hidden in the dark, stirring up the underworld.

After Ye Chen learned the news, he looked towards Fengdu City with a sneer on his face.

"Since the strong ones have gathered together, it saves me the trouble of defeating them one by one. This time I will go straight to Huanglong and completely unify this underworld."

After saying this, all the immortal energy gathered around him, and he rushed towards Fengdu City like a ghost.

A shocking storm is about to set off in the core of power in the underworld.

In this dark and deep underworld that seems like eternal night, the mysterious Fengdu City is like a dormant prehistoric beast, lying quietly in a dead place.

A faint light flickered above the city walls, engraved with the patterns of time and death.

Ye Chen, after more than ten days of long and lonely flight, passed through layers of fog and gloomy ghostly aura, and finally arrived outside Fengdu City.