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"Summon all the ghosts and gods!" Therefore, He Chuan wanted to reform and not be scattered like before. Thinking of this, he called Jiang Ming and the others.

The main hall of Changle Palace.

Demonic clouds surged in the sky, and the cold wind whistled.

There were many ghosts and gods standing below.

Flying Yakshas, Iron Vultures, Flying Zombies, Thousand-Eyed Taisui… There were all kinds of strange demons.

Mortals who came here would probably be assimilated by the Yin energy before they could even be scared to death.

The ghosts and gods spoke different languages, but they could understand each other.

Clear footsteps sounded, and He Chuan's figure appeared in front of everyone.

Divine Ghost quieted down and looked at the new Palace Master respectfully.

Demons respected strength. He Chuan had already proven his strength, so there was no need to establish his might.

He Chuan was fighting at the entrance of Changle Palace, and the ghosts and gods looked at him respectfully.

This was the new ruler of the Divine Ghost, the leader of the Reincarnation Palace.

"Greetings, Palace Lord He!" The ghosts and gods changed their way of addressing him.

Looking down at the dense crowd of ghosts and gods, their numbers were much less than the original 36,000.

Most of them were old, weak, sick, and disabled.

The injuries on their bodies had not yet recovered. Those with serious injuries might need more than a hundred years to recover.

Thinking of this, He Chuan had an idea and the sky darkened.

Everyone raised their heads in shock and saw a yellow river in the sky.

The aura of the river was vast and boundless, and the aura of the vicissitudes of life assaulted his senses.

Yellow raindrops fell down, and the color of the rain was awkward. It really made people have a bad association.

However, when the ghost came into contact with the raindrops, it suddenly felt a pure energy surge into its body.

Some people were not seriously injured and recovered on the spot.

Even the most serious injuries were gradually recovering.

It was simply a sacred medicine for healing. Not only that, but their cultivation seemed to have improved a lot.

"Thank you, Palace Master!"

"Everyone, get up!" He Chuan's ability to control the ghosts and gods was completely convinced.

Although the price was a little high, the result was pretty good.

At the very least, he would let people understand the benefits of following him.

"I will announce a new system. I will abolish the position of the Five Spiritual Lords and their subordinates, and I will announce the Dark Law!"

"The six palaces and thirty divisions will be the leaders. The Yin Heavenly Palace will be led by Yaoyue, the Fiend Sect will be led by Xingyue, and the Martial City Heavenly Palace will be led by Jiang Ming…"

The six palaces were responsible for the trial of criminals.

Each palace had six divisions, a total of thirty-six divisions, which were executive agencies.

However, in terms of organization, they had to refer to the previous system. There were many types of ghosts and gods, and if they were all mixed together, it might be an internal conflict.

Nether Earth led the three ghosts who were in charge of the talisman array.

He Chuan announced all the plans he had made these days.

Back then, the Reincarnation Palace was led by the Five Lords. The members were more complicated and many interests could not be aligned.

He Chuan continued to deepen the foundation of this. Each type of ghost would choose a strong leader to lead, which would reduce a lot of internal friction.

"Who is the leader of the thirty-six countries?" He Chuan asked Yaoyue.

"The leader is the Sea Kingdom. The King even sent people to assist the Meishan Sect cultivators."

Zhou Miao used to be under the jurisdiction of the Eastern Monarch.

If they wanted to establish their own sect with some strength, they would seize the opportunity to be more ruthless than others.

The thirty-six countries became independent under his coercion or enticement.

"Capture all the nobles in this country!"

The second move was to kill the chicken to warn the monkeys and test the power of the new system.

"The people of this country are illiterate and have no thoughts. Men, women, old and young only listen to military orders. If you want to kill, kill all of them. Otherwise, you will suffer endlessly" The copper-headed and iron-boned ghost stood out.

"There's actually such a person?" The other ghosts and gods asked curiously.

"They viewed the country's interests as their own interests. Although they were dressed in rags and had a pale face, they were extremely obedient. Moreover, there were many people, as many as a hundred million." The copper-headed and iron-boned Ghost God continued to explain.

"Those who resist will be killed without mercy. The rest will be enslaved and sent to various countries." He Chuan thought for a moment and said.

...

Sea Kingdom.

It was located in the easternmost part of the country.

There were a total of five cities, and each city was a large city with a population of several million.

The capital city was filled with tall buildings, built with wooden structures.

The sun shone brightly above, while the ground was damp and dark.

The tall buildings were very close to each other, and the passage in the middle was filled with sewage and garbage from the war.

Some people with pink tentacles were rummaging through the trash.

These were the lowest-level scavengers. Picking up a rag or silk thrown by a noble on the top floor or half a piece of leftover cake could make them happy for half a day.

The people of the Sea Kingdom were no different from normal people, except that they had pink antennae on their heads. They could see ghosts and gods and send messages through the antennae.

In the middle of the dirty street, two figures appeared. They were He Chuan and Jiang Ming.

"This is a mutant?" He Chuan was a little curious.

"No, after the King killed his father and seized the throne, he prohibited his subjects from discussing related topics. In the end, the people of the vast sea grew antennae on their heads and could communicate simple orders."

As the two of them were talking, they saw their antennae touch gently, as if they were communicating something. They reached an agreement and then left separately.

He Chuan read the message they exchanged. It seemed to be the meaning of going home. As expected, they were simple-minded.

The Imperial Palace in the center of the city was the most luxurious. It was actually made of white jade walls and glazed tiles.

Imperial Palace's Health Hall, Sovereign Zhou Miao's residence.

In the center of the hall sat a large man with a curly beard. His pupils were crimson red.

Below them were the civil and military officials. They looked normal and did not have any tentacles on their heads.

"Your Majesty, I heard that Daoist He Chuan came out of seclusion. Will he come for revenge?" The Prime Minister said.

"So what if he takes revenge? We have plenty of time to escape unless they want to kill us all."

They were the only ones who could control the over 100 million people. Otherwise, they would become the most ferocious beasts.

"You overestimate yourself." Suddenly, a cold snort sounded.

"Who is it?" The country ruler turned his head in surprise and saw two people appear beside him.

It seemed very familiar, and he didn't know where he had seen it before.

"Weren't you just talking about this Lord?" He Chuan said coldly,

"He Chuan!" The officials below the stage panicked.

A door appeared in front of He Chuan.

Hundreds and thousands of ghosts and gods with strange appearances ran out of the door.

Yin energy and evil energy surrounded the palace.

"Kill them!" He Chuan ordered.

"How dare you!" The sovereign ruler wanted to say something, but when he saw his subordinate being killed, he was instantly furious and wanted to attack.

The red palm slammed down on He Chuan.

Before it could even get close to him, the sword intent flashed and the giant palm print was cut off. The sovereign's wrist was cut off at the root.

The wind blew!

The sovereign made a prompt decision and immediately turned around to break through the roof.

Arriving in the void outside, he broke through the dome and stepped on the fire cloud.

Just as he was about to escape, the sovereign suddenly felt a chill in his heart. The black and white Tianzi Sword pierced through his chest.

Then, he lost consciousness.

The commoners could only watch as the sovereign was buried here.

"The sovereign is dead!" Instead of feeling happy, they flew into a rage and went home to pick up their weapons.

They rushed to the palace in anger, wanting to bring the murderer to justice.

The news spread through their antennae, and countless people rushed here.

"Kill them all." He Chuan shook his head.

From now on, he would use the blood of 100 million people to establish his reputation as a bloody tyrant.