The Bodyguard King’s CEO Wife
Chapter 190 - 190 190 Netherworld Palace

190: Chapter 190: Netherworld Palace 190: Chapter 190: Netherworld Palace On Holy Mountain.

The group continued to move forward.

Along the way, Ye Shikai felt a dull pain in his chest, as if something had happened – not a good omen.

Ye Shikai vividly remembered that in his dream last time, Luo Shiqi met with a disaster, and the next morning, the events were astonishingly reconstructed in reality.

Ye Shikai was deeply worried because up on Holy Mountain, signals were completely blocked.

Thus, calls from the outside world couldn’t come in, and likewise, calls from the mountain couldn’t get out.

Not having turned on his phone for days, Ye Shikai could already imagine his phone filled with dozens of missed calls.

However, what Ye Shikai didn’t know was that Su Qingyu was already in Europe.

“You’re from the National Security Bureau,” Su Qingyu stated, regaining her composure.

The man before her exuded an impressive aura; the rough voice from before was due to a voice changer.

Not to mention that the man was Huaxia by nationality, but his previous action in coming to her aid was enough for Su Qingyu to believe he’s a good person.

She had heard about the National Security Bureau from Su Pengzhan’s mouth before, a mystical institution specializing in dealing with peculiar incidents.

Su Qingyu had no idea what “peculiar incidents” were, but after learning about cultivators, she finally understood.

“Poseidon, you know him,” the man asked blandly.

“Are you talking about the man just now?

I don’t know him,” Su Qingyu shook her head.

The man looked at Su Qingyu skeptically.

It was unusual: The Main God Poseidon targeting an ordinary Huaxia woman – and the woman didn’t even recognize him.

“By the way, what’s your name?” asked Su Qingyu.

“If we meet again, I will make sure to thank you properly.”

The man seemed about to say something but then hesitated.

Seeing his troubled look, Su Qingyu quickly added, “I’m sorry, it’s fine if it’s inconvenient.

My name is Su Qingyu.

If you come to Yanjing, you can look for me at Tianya Group.” Su Qingyu was curious about the man’s name, but considering the secret nature of an agency like the National Security Bureau, how could one casually disclose one’s identity.

“One of the four great beauties of Yanjing,” the man suddenly stated, which made Su Qingyu blush.

Although she didn’t really care about the title, it was still pleasant to be complimented.

“You can call me Tianjing,” the man said.

“Tianjing, what a strange name.

Is that your codename?” Su Qingyu asked curiously.

“About that…

no comment,” the man said with a smile, apologizing.

He pointed to Ailina at the back of the car, “Your friend is severely injured; I should take her to the hospital first.”

“Thank you, really,” Su Qingyu gratefully responded.

On Holy Mountain.

Guided by the map given to them by the Clan Leader, the journey thus far had been smooth.

But the map was only a partial one, at best outlining the position around the middle of the mountain.

From the middle of Holy Mountain upwards, the temperature plummeted, and a layer of snow covered the ground.

As they ascended, the snow layer became thicker.

Cultivators generally have a good ability to adapt to temperature changes.

Even in winter, wearing short sleeves, they do not feel cold.

But here, even Ye Shikai could feel the genuine chill – this was not your usual coldness.

Ye Shikai placed his hand on Ji Qian’s back, channeling a flow of Inner Strength into her to help her against the cold.

The Inner Strength cultivated by Ji Qian had a Yin attribute and was not suitable for resisting the cold, while Ye Shikai and Wang Kai could use their Inner Strength much more effectively for warmth.

“Thank you,” Ji Qian whispered.

Ye Shikai gave a faint smile and symbolically took off his coat and put it on Ji Qian.

In reality, such a coat was of little use against the cold, but it showed Ye Shikai’s considerate gesture.

“Look, it’s a palace!” Suddenly, Wang Kai exclaimed loudly.

Everyone followed his pointing finger and indeed, they saw the outline of a palace.

Because of the snow, the palace wasn’t very clear from a distance, but the group decided to go and investigate.

When they reached the palace, they intended to enter and take a look, but suddenly an Energy Shield was activated around the palace, keeping them outside.

Wang Kai activated his Inner Strength and hit the Energy Shield, but it firmly protected the entire palace without being affected at all.

Ye Shikai stretched out his hand and slowly approached the Energy Shield, and unexpectedly, his hand steadily went through it, completely unaffected.

Everyone was astonished; Ji Qian snapped her fingers, “I know now, this is the palace of the twelve Main Gods.

It looks like this palace is the Netherworld Palace.

Ye Shikai is the Netherworld King, so naturally, only he can enter.”

“Main God Token, you should have it with you, right?” Ji Qian said to Ye Shikai.

“Hmm,” Ye Shikai took out a palm-sized Token from his pocket, the symbol of the Main God entrusted to each reigning Main God.

Wang Kai and Ji Qian each had one as well.

“This palace, only you can enter.

There must be many opportunities inside, you should go quickly.

We’ll watch outside,” Ji Qian told Ye Shikai.

“Old Ye, be careful inside,” Wang Kai also cautioned before entering.

Ye Shikai waved to everyone, then turned and entered the palace.

The doors of the palace were enormous, as tall as several stories.

Ye Shikai took out his Token and channeled his Inner Strength into it.

The big doors slowly opened with a loud noise.

Ye Shikai walked inside, expecting to find a place that hadn’t been visited for ages, covered in dust.

Unexpectedly, however, the place was very clean, almost as if it had just been swept.

Ye Shikai had just entered when the door closed with a boom.

As he walked forward, he saw a flight of stairs in the middle of the hall, leading up to a throne at the end.

Ye Shikai’s eyes reddened slightly, suddenly feeling a desire to sit upon it.

“Haha, so many years have passed, and I never expected this Netherworld King to be a Huaxia lad,” a booming voice echoed from above the hall.

Ye Shikai was a bit annoyed when he heard this – it sounded rather dismissive of Huaxia people.

“Who are you?

Too scared to show your true face?” Ye Shikai powered up his Inner Strength, staring at the hall above.

“Haha, I have been dead for who knows how long.

If I showed up, I would probably scare you,” the voice joked.

Suddenly, a wisp of black smoke slowly drifted down from the ceiling and upon touching the ground, instantly formed into a man, “So, this is me.” Ye Shikai could now see the newcomer clearly – a man in a black robe, his pale face quite unsettling.

“Are you surprised now, young man?

You hold the Netherworld Palace’s Token, it does seem you are indeed the Netherworld King,” the man said slowly.