In the endless starry sky.

A giant multi-masted sailboat appeared.

"The Fourth World Level in the Front of the Left."

“Confirm direction.”

"It's about to enter the battlefield."

"Send a signal to join the war."

"wait!"

After a few breaths, hurried steps rang out from the deck.

The sound of footsteps kept entering the captain's room.

"Report to the President, the frontline has confirmed our identity and asked us to join the battle immediately!"

An old man with a long silver beard turned his back to the reporter and murmured: "So urgent? It seems that the battle is serious."

Around him, several old men in long robes looked at each other and saw the worries in each other's eyes.

Someone said in confusion: "Hundreds of forces, thousands of empires and alliances have joined the battle. Is the war still intensified?"

"Besides, the strongest overlords have participated in the battle one after another." Another old man said.

At this time, someone quickly walked into the captain's room and said anxiously: "Report! Abruxi has been surrounded by our coalition forces, but Triste has obtained the sealed world and the situation is in a stalemate."

Immediately afterwards, the third subordinate who reported the news rushed into the captain's room and reported: "Master, the order of the devil has increased, and thousands of true demon generals have been selected to join the battlefield."

"Thousands of true demon generals?" someone said in a lost voice.

"Yes, the last full-scale war was when they took action together and captured the entire occupied area."

“It’s bad now.”

"It seems they're serious this time."

Inside the captain's room, everyone was talking.

Someone couldn't help saying: "We have fought with them several times over the past thousand years, but we have never seen them so crazy."

The captain's room was quiet.

Everyone was trapped in thinking.

Suddenly, a pigeon flew from somewhere, circling slightly in the room and landed on the shoulders of the silver-bearded old man.

The old man took a note from the pigeon's legs and looked at it carefully.

"You can also take a look. This is my secret agent who has settled in the occupied areas. He just sent me the latest news."

The old man handed the note to the people around him.

"The Lord of the True Demon has set off and is about to lead a large army to the front line." Someone murmured in a daze as he looked at the note.

People said that they looked at the notes and their faces became pale and solemn.

Even this true demon who is closest to the realm of the Demon King is about to be dispatched.

The balance of war is about to tilt.

The old man with silver beard sighed and said, "It seems that the world that Triste seals must have something that demons are extremely eager for."

"I could roughly guess what that is, so we must stop them."

His expression became solemn.

"Tell me my order."

"All members of the Tower Guardians Association enter the front line and join the battle immediately!"

When these words were said, everyone couldn't help but stand up straight and replied loudly: "Yes!"

In the starry sky, the giant multi-masted sailboat slightly adjusted its direction and headed in a certain direction.

Tens of thousands of multi-masted sailboats were storming, speeding up and keeping up with the giant multi-masted sailboats.

Ahead, you are about to enter the battlefield.

On the other side.

Trister's treasured world.

The lost world of the gods.

Haitide City.

The Queen Li An chanted the long spell again in order to call the Ghost King of the Yellow Springs.

But there was no movement in the swelling fog.

This time, not only was she surprised, but even the other three ghost kings felt strange.

"Mother, what do you think is going on?"

Li looked at the Primitive Demon Mother and asked in confusion.

But the original demon mother stared at Gu Qingshan with a strange expression on her face.

She said: "Please use the three ghost kings to sense where the ghost king in the Yellow Spring is."

The King of Hungry Ghosts, the King of Bloodthirsty Ghosts, and the King of Moro's body used the position of the heavenly tribulation to meticulously sense the position of the Ghosts of the Yellow Springs.

In a moment, their eyes were fixed on Gu Qingshan.

"Huangquan...Ghost King?" The Hungry Ghost King said incrediblely.

"This person is the one who triggered the heavenly tribulation, but why did the catastrophe of the Huangquan Ghost King appear on him?" The Bloodthirsty Ghost King said in confusion.

"Interesting, he is both the controller of the tribulation position and the person who passes the tribulation, which is unprecedented." Moro's body ghost king's way.

The Primitive Demon Mother murmured: "No, this is wrong. Huangquan is the place of the dead souls. He is a living person. How could he become the ghost king of Huangquan?"

When things developed to this point, the onlookers naturally knew the whole story.

Gu Qingshan turned out to be the King of Ghosts in the Yellow Spring!

Lola screamed, "Gu Qingshan, what's going on? Do you mean you're dead?"

Li An also looked at him and said, "Aren't you going to explain?"

Gu Qingshan slapped the storage bag and took out a scepter.

The black long handle is a skull with sharp horns, which is the prison-suppressing ghost king's staff.

From the beginning, the Ghost King Staff made a vague call.

This is the call of the heavenly tribulation to the Ghost King of the Yellow Spring.

Since Gu Qingshan is a living person and a person who responds to the disaster, the heavenly tribulation cannot give him the position of disaster, so he simply gave the position of disaster to his prison-suppressing ghost king scepter.

Gu Qingshan stroked the Ghost King Staff in the Prison, recalling the battle in hell, and said with emotion: "Yes, I am the Ghost King in the Yellow Spring."

"How is this possible? Are you a person who has surpassed the rules of life and death and has been resurrected from the dead?" asked the Primitive Demon Mother.

"No, I was able to reach Huangquan by using a secret technique of fake death, because I had to go to Huangquan to solve some things."

He said something lightly, but everyone was speechless when they heard it.

It's really incredible. You said you were going to the underworld to solve some things, but as a living person, you have dominated the entire hell. Who would believe this?

But the calamity of the heavenly tribulation did indeed appear on him.

The Queen Li An took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.

"Okay, now let's explain the situation of this heavenly tribulation."

She said again what she said to the devils before.

"Dear Ghost Kings, do you have any objections to the arrangement of this heavenly tribulation?" she asked.

The Ghost Kings didn't say anything for a moment.

They were still looking at Gu Qingshan.

"Things like heavenly tribulation rarely bring such huge benefits. I think everyone should not refuse. Do you have any other ideas?" Gu Qingshan asked.

The Ghost King of Moro said, "I don't think so, I just feel curious."

"curious?"

"Yes, you are just a living person. Even if you have the ability to go deep into the underworld, how can you gain the support of billions of dead people? How can you be called the Ghost King of the Underworld?"

"Probably because I killed a lot of guys who opposed me," Gu Qingshan explained.

"oh?"

When the three ghost kings heard his words, they all showed interest.

This matter is too bizarre. What kind of killing should be experienced in order to make a living person the Lord of Hell?

The three ghost kings were so curious about this. They looked at each other and then came up with an idea.
To be continued...