Sha Qiutong looked at the wooden cart suspiciously, then looked around, and said, "Your grandpa hasn't come? Where's Creation Little Five? And Qing Yang, Old Hu, and Old Du, didn't they come over? Little Ten, why not bring your wife along! Or, if all else fails, your dad can be of use!"

Chen Shi jumped onto the cart, laughing, "They must stay in Huangpo Village to guard against Despair Slope from finding its way here, threatening Lady Houtu. Only we are heading to the underworld this time."

Sha Qiutong was shocked, exclaiming, "Just us few?"

Chen Shi smiled broadly, saying, "Plus, Uncle Boat and his daughter, Zhong Kui, Tie Chi, three little ghosts, and Black and White Impermanence. But they have already infiltrated the underworld, waiting to assist us."

Sha Qiutong said angrily, "Back then, King Yanluo and all the Yin Commanders and Judges of the various hells, including Tai Ao, were defeated. What can a bunch of nobodies like us achieve? We're practically sent to die!"

Despite her words, she climbed onto the wooden cart with Xiang Tianyu, sitting down angrily.

Her eyes rolled, and she laughed, "Your four disciples must be around, right?"

Chen Shi shook his head, "They stayed at the Goddess Temple to guard the place."

Sha Qiutong was exasperated.

Chen Shi laughed and said, "It's just going to flatten the Yan Family's forces in the underworld, why bother mobilizing everyone? We are enough."

With a slight thought, the wooden cart had already descended into the underworld.

"Bring the black pot!" Granny Sha called back.

At this moment, she saw the mother of the black pot, the gigantic Huo Dou crouched on Gale Hill, with an eerie gaze watching the departing wooden cart.

Chen Shi shook his head and said, "The black pot and Huo Dou also need to stay and protect the Goddess Temple."

Granny Sha's face turned ashen.

The wooden cart sped up, heading towards Immortal City.

Inside the cart, provisions and water were prepared. When they were hungry, Chen Shi stopped to cook. The wooden cart went out on its own to seek food, while Nannan and Xiang Tianyu played with frogs beside him.

Watching this, Sha Qiutong frowned, thinking to herself, "Everyone says I'm unreliable; I think Little Ten is also unreliable!"

Traveling like this for over ten days, as the rations in the cart ran low, Chen Shi squatted down to discuss with Nannan about roasting frogs, but was sternly refused by Little Yama.

The frog spirit was moved to tears.

Seeing this, Sha Qiutong shook her head repeatedly, "Is Little Ten really going to attack the underworld?"

Without food, Chen Shi ran outside, and after a while, he returned at a fast pace carrying a large Shen, followed by a group of small Yakshas who were shouting and throwing forks from afar, seemingly they were angry that Chen Shi had stolen their prey!

As steel forks rained down, Nannan snorted, emitting a trace of King Yanluo's aura, scaring the small Yakshas who then kneeled down, not daring to further attack Chen Shi.

Chen Shi dismembered the Shen, took salt, soy sauce, star anise, bay leaves, and other materials from the cart, and roasted it with Li Fire from the Eight Trigram, soon the aroma was overwhelming. He also set up a pot, fried up a dozen dishes, and cooked a pot of meat soup, calling the Yakshas over to eat together.

The Yakshas, eating merrily, brought out treasured alcohol, and everyone gorged with the ghosts and monsters, drinking to oblivion, even Xiang Tianyu was left drunken, and Nannan's frog staggered while walking.

Sha Qiutong sighed quietly, her face full of worries.

After sobering up, Chen Shi bid farewell to the Yakshas and resumed his journey.

Finally, they arrived at Immortal City in the Northern Territory.

At this moment, it was nighttime, and countless Three Corpse Gods rose to fly towards the underworld. Chen Shi drove the wooden cart, following the group of complainants.

Among the Three Corpse Gods' ranks, a massive Demon God suddenly flew over, accompanied by two smaller Demon Gods, they were Chen Shi's Three Corpse Gods, among them Lower Corpse God Peng Jue was refined to be exceptionally powerful with overwhelming demon qi.

Granny Sha thought to herself upon seeing this, "Little Ten's Peng Jue is terrifyingly powerful. But what good is Peng Jue's strength? The Yan Family has been operating in the underworld for thousands of years. The presence of Returning Void Realm and Mahayana Realm surely outnumbers the Upper Realm!"

Chen Shi's Three Corpse Gods guarded around the cart, following the main group of Three Corpse Gods, flying toward an area below Immortal City that was dark and gloomy, as though entering the depths of the earth.

Suddenly, the surroundings opened up, with countless Three Corpse Gods spreading out like swarms of locusts, flying toward different directions.

Chen Shi spoke to Granny Sha, "They are going to various Judge's offices to file their complaints. There are ten halls within the underworld, each overseeing a major hell, with each major hell managing eighteen small hells. Yama Hall is the Fifth Hall and holds the greatest power; it controls a major hell and manages Immortal City."

He elaborated, "If the Three Corpse Gods believe their master engaged in lust, they go to Oil Pot Hell to complain to a judge. If they believe their master committed slander, they go to Tongue-pulling Hell to complain. If they believe their master committed the crime of sowing discord, they go to Iron Tree Hell to complain. Different hells record different crimes."

"Every living person that makes a mistake will be recorded by the Three Corpse Gods and complaints will be filed to judges in the Eighteen Layers of Hell. The judges record it and register it in the Book of Life and Death, determining each person's lifespan and posthumous fate."

Granny Sha exclaimed in surprise, "Little Ten, how do you know these things as if you've seen them with your own eyes?"

Chen Shi laughed, "My Three Corpse Gods have been refined into incarnations for me; they practice on one hand and explore the Eighteen Layers of Hell under Yama Hall on the other. Over the years, I have already become familiar with the Eighteen Layers of Hell. The first layer of hell is called Tongue-pulling Hell, the judge's name is Yan Guang, the Tai Ao's name is Yan Xue'e, there are ten Yin Commanders, two Merit Officers, under them are one thousand four hundred Yin Messengers, eight thousand Ghost Officials, and three hundred thousand Ghost Soldiers."

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