Chapter 274 – The Lord of the Chakravartin Palace

Chapter 274 – The Lord of the Chakravartin Palace

Chapter 274: The Lord of the Chakravartin Palace

Above the sinister wasteland, dozens of souls with varying shapes are scattered about.

These spirits are all souls of cultivators from the Bliss Treasure Ship of the South Sea. They have been cultivating in the netherworld for more than five years.

At the moment when Lu Heng appeared and spoke, many ghost cultivators opened their eyes and hurriedly stood up.

"The Wolf God!"

The respectful greeting of many ghost cultivators left the River God Gu Zhou in shock.

When she last came to the netherworld, it was still a desolate place.

It has been less than six years since then, but the Wolf God has already managed to gather so many ghost cultivators?

The leading female cultivator, even though she has now shed her mortal energy and completely integrated into the netherworld, still displays her extraordinary cultivation from her previous life.

At the very least, they are innate cultivators who have condensed their five energies in their chests and transformed their three transformations on top of their heads.

Placed anywhere, they would still be outstanding figures.

Moreover, in addition to this female cultivator, there are also several ghost cultivators with similarly high cultivation levels.

Although they have not reached the innate level, they are still Daoist cultivators who have condensed their five energies in their chests and cultivated their three transformations.

Where did the Wolf God find so many top-notch cultivators?

Gu Zhou looked at Lu Heng with admiration, firmly believing that the Wolf God must have traveled far and wide across the netherworld to gather so many top-notch cultivators' souls for the purpose of building. Who knows how much land and how many countries the Wolf God has crossed to collect them.

No wonder there are rumors that the Wolf God has secluded himself in the mountain and has not appeared since then, allowing the outside demons to run rampant without interference.

But now, thinking back, the Wolf God wasn't just in seclusion; he hasn't been in the Fire Pass Country for years. He must have gone outside to search for suitable cultivators' souls to build the netherworld.

Such toiling and hardships are by no means an easy task.

The original Gu Zhou the River God was proud of herself for protecting the Pang River wholeheartedly over the years, scaring away demons from running rampant on the riverbanks and safeguarding many villagers.

But now, it seems what she did was only to defend the peace of one place. Compared to the great deeds that Senior Wolf God, who focused on all living beings in the world, has done, it is nothing!

Senior Wolf God, who accomplished such a great feat quietly and without fanfare, never boasted or bragged about it in front of others and worked tirelessly for the world's living beings in silence.

After Lu Heng's words were finished, the ghost cultivators looked at each other in confusion and all fell silent.

Because they remembered that Lu Heng had said before that they would have to wait for Lu Heng to find the true Lord of the Nether and begin building the netherworld before granting positions to everyone.

It was evident that the ghost cultivators' too swift integration into the Netherworld had disrupted the plans of the Wolf God.

The ghost cultivators fell silent, while Lu Heng smiled helplessly.

"Things have come to this point, there's no need to be discouraged. While the Lord of the Nether has not yet been found, I cannot let you all wait for too long," said Lu Heng.

"Now that you have all integrated into the Netherworld, you should be given positions and duties in the netherworld."

"Coincidentally, a group of new wandering souls have just arrived outside and need to be guided by the ghost soldiers and generals... Well, let me decide for everyone today and grant you all positions first," said Lu Heng.

"Although the suitable candidate for the Lord of the Nether has not been found yet, the construction of the Netherworld can still begin."

Saying this, Lu Heng took a step back and summoned the mysterious and yellowish Netherworld Soul-Sealing Great Seal.

In the midst of the cold and deathly atmosphere, Lu Heng looked solemnly at the many ghost cultivators in front of him and said,

"You Yue, step forward and listen to the decree!"

The calling of Lu Heng made You Yue startled, but then she quickly stepped forward and kneeled down to pay her respects.

"You Yue listen to the decree!"

Under the yellowish Netherworld Soul-Sealing Great Seal, Lu Heng pointed his right hand, fingers joined like a sword, at You Yue who was kneeling in front of him.

Under the power of the Requiem Seal, Lu Heng, who was originally ethereal, now appeared pale, sinister, and full of deathly energy, resembling more and more the Lord of the Nether, emanating an eerie ghostly air.

Under the power of the Netherworld authority, on the barren land of the ghost realm, the decree and conferred title of Lu Heng echoed continuously.

"By the decree of the Netherworld, I confer upon Ghost Cultivator You Yue the title of Lord of the Chakravartin Palace of the Ten Halls. Her title will be Chakravartin, responsible for sorting and judging the souls of the dead, discerning good and evil, and determining their appropriate level before sending them to be reincarnated in the Netherworld Passage."

"Due to the desolation of the Netherworld and the lack of its infrastructure, You Yue has been appointed to lead and develop the Netherworld. She is responsible for assigning duties to all the ghosts in the netherworld."

"Upon the Lord of the Nether's arrival in the netherworld, rewards will be given based on your merits!"

As Lu Heng conferred his decree and rewards, a cold and deathly light poured into You Yue's body.

In an instant, a violent gust of wind swept through the Netherworld, and all the Ghost Cultivators prostrated themselves before the newly born Ghost King, as the wind howled around them.

As You Yue stood up once again amidst the cold wind, her clothes had already changed. Wearing the robe of danger that symbolizes the Lord of the Tenth Hall, Chakravartin, she exuded a powerful and intimidating aura.

Even the desolate Netherworld trembled violently at that moment.

The decree of the Lord of the Chakravartin Palace completely shattered the tranquility of the Netherworld.