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Yama, the King of Hell, explained that he and the other members of the Ten Courts of Hell could not enter the mortal realm. However, the Yin soldiers were not from the Ten Courts, but were souls from various multiverses. They were manipulated like puppets and could perform some relatively simple tasks on behalf of the Ten Courts.

"Ah."

Having finished explaining his business, Luo Wei didn't intend to linger any longer. To be honest, even someone with a body of steel would feel a chill run down their spine after spending too much time in the underworld. Too many dead people there made it unlucky to stay too long. So he bid farewell to King Yama and the bull-headed monster waiting outside the main hall, and returned through the portal he had come from.

They returned to Earth.

After Superman left, Minotaur closed the gates of the underworld, and the door knocker flew into his hand. Minotaur retrieved the door knocker and returned to the main hall.

At this moment, Yama, the King of Hell, crossed his arms and put them inside his wide-sleeved robe. He stood in front of the mural, admiring the Monkey King fighting the dragon.

"Your Honor, is he Superman? The center of this multiverse?"

Bullhead couldn't help but ask.

"Ah."

Yama, the King of Hell, nodded.

"Then why did he make an emergency landing in China? Shouldn't it have been a farm in Kansas?"

The bull-headed man was puzzled.

"Because this is a completely new beginning, and you're talking too much. This isn't something we should be discussing."

King Yama raised his thick eyebrows, reprimanded Ox-Head, and walked into the dark hall, disappearing into the darkness.

Meanwhile, in a city in China, a prison specifically for holding serious criminals has several layers of security, with a watchtower at regular intervals. After dark, the bright lights of the watchtowers constantly sweep across the surroundings, and heavily armed patrols can be seen everywhere below.

"Pei Xushan, there's a package for you."

"A bag of dried meat."

Outside a tightly sealed cell, a prison guard pounded on the iron door, opened a small window, threw in an opened bag of jerky, and knocked again, saying, "If you don't take it, I'll take it back."

"I'm coming."

On the bed, Pei Xushan got up, picked up the dried meat from the floor with a puzzled look, and asked, "Who sent this to me?"

"Who knows."

The prison guard muttered something to himself, then turned and left.

"Was it given to you by Zhang Si?"

Pei Xushan took the jerky, looked at it, and smelled it. He found that it was just ordinary beef jerky. However, the prison guards had thoroughly searched the bag inside and out during the inspection, so there was no way there was anything else hidden inside.

"Strange. It shouldn't be Zhang Si."

Pei Xushan shook his head. Zhang Si was a superhuman who had been transferred and imprisoned in a mysterious superhuman prison recently, while Pei Xushan was an ordinary person and was imprisoned in a regular hardened criminal prison. Given this, it was even less likely that anyone would send him anything.

Whoosh——

Just as he was wondering, black smoke emanated from the beef jerky in his hand, hitting him in the face and making him dizzy. The black smoke floated in mid-air and condensed into a ghostly face.

"Pei Xushan, have you forgotten who I am?"

The ghost face spoke, its mouth full of fangs, and you could vaguely see a human face hidden beneath it.

"Chi Hun!?"

Pei Xushan recognized the owner of the voice and immediately stood up, trembling. "Chi Hun, have you come to rescue me?"

"Damn it, you managed to mess up something that was supposed to be foolproof."

Chi Hun was furious. Just as Luo Wei had guessed, Pei Xushan had been instructed by Chi Hun to steal the door knocker.

"It's not the little guy's fault, it's Superman. He stole the door knocker."

Pei Xushan knelt on the ground and said in a trembling voice.

"Foolish! Knowing you're not strong enough, you still dared to provoke Superman. In the end, you lost more than you gained, even losing the jade."

Chi Hun's voice came from the black mist. Its appearance could not be seen, but its gloomy tone made people imagine its angry and ferocious appearance.

"It seems that the jade was taken back to the superhuman prison by the Self-Strengthening Department. As long as we find the prison, we can find the jade."

Pei Xushan saw that Chi Hun remained silent, floating quietly in mid-air, seemingly lost in thought.

Thinking it over, he quickly said, "Could you take the child out? Staying in prison all day without seeing the sun, I..."

"This is just a wisp of my soul. I can't take you out. You should stay here and reflect on your actions. Once I find the door knocker, I will come to rescue you."

Chi Hun was a little impatient and interrupted him directly. Then, before Pei Xushan could react, the black mist that had turned into a ghost face rushed into the exhaust pipe and disappeared, leaving Pei Xushan kneeling on the ground, looking up at the exhaust pipe above his head. His aged face aged even more in an instant.

Underwater, China's superhuman prison.

The prison staff canteen wasn't crowded because most people work different hours and eat at different times. Even though it was evening, many people were still working overtime.

Ou Men sat down opposite Hua Xin with his tray and asked, "Xiao Hua, do you still remember Pei Xushan who snatched the door knocker in Sichuan and Chongqing last time?"

"Yes, I interrogated him personally."

Hua Xin asked in confusion, "What's wrong? Is there some new development?"

She has been interrogating Yun Nan, a member of the White Triad, at the Superhuman Prison recently, but he refuses to disclose the White Triad's other targets.

“It’s nothing. It’s just that Pei Xushan said he wanted to obtain the power of the underworld, but he didn’t explain where he learned about the door knocker and the underworld. I always feel that there is something fishy about this.”

Omen took a sip of soup and voiced his question.

"But when I was interrogating him, I didn't sense that he was lying. My intuition is usually very accurate, except when it comes to Superman."

Hua Xin put down her chopsticks and said.

"How about this, you go and interrogate Pei Xushan again tomorrow."

As Ou Men spoke, worried that Hua Xin might feel uncomfortable, he immediately explained, "It's better to be safe than sorry. Reviewing it once more might save a lot of trouble."

"Ok."

Hua Xin nodded.

Beep beep——

Suddenly, the alarm bell rang in the canteen. The special task force members sitting next to the two women slammed down their chopsticks and rushed out of the canteen. In an instant, the canteen, which was already sparsely populated, was almost empty.

"what happened?"

Hua Xin was stunned.

"This is a red alert; there is an enemy attack."

As one of the prison's designers, Eumen naturally knew that the rhythm of the alarm and the lights corresponded to different situations, and the current situation was that an outsider had broken in.

Beep beep beep

Seeing this, the two women stopped eating and quickly got up to check the situation outside. However, just as they were about to reach the monitoring room, the sirens stopped.

The sirens that had been echoing throughout the prison gradually faded and eventually returned to calm, allowing the tense guards to breathe a sigh of relief.

"The alarm has stopped, the emergency has been resolved."

Despite saying that, Ou Men still pushed open the door to the monitoring room, preparing to inquire about what had just happened.

"Reporting to Dr. Eumen, we detected some unidentified black energy approaching just now, but it has been dispersed and no other abnormalities have been found."

The comrades in the monitoring room explained and played a surveillance video. It showed a cloud of black smoke appearing not far from the prison, but it dissipated as the laser beam shone on it.

"Tell them not to let their guard down; they might be superhuman."

Euron looked grave.

The superhuman prison has just been established.

Someone found the location, which is most likely a superhuman criminal organization. There is no shortage of super criminals in China. Most of them are hidden in the shadows. This prison holds members of various super criminal organizations.

Being targeted is inevitable, but that dark aura can easily get close.

This worried Eumen, and she planned to upgrade the prison's detection system and redeploy patrol forces in the vicinity when she returned.

But the people in the prison didn't know.

At this very moment, far to the east coast, in an unnamed Taoist temple deep in the mountains and forests, a man dressed in black robes with a deathly pale face sat cross-legged on a futon, his hands on his knees, his eyes closed and his brows furrowed.

Whoosh——

The next second, a cloud of black mist flew in from the horizon and entered the man's body. He suddenly opened his eyes, gasped for breath, his face flushed, and roared angrily, "Damn it, how could a mere mortal hurt me!"

Sitting on the futon was none other than Chi Hun's "physical body." Many years ago, he had already seized a physical body. After all, when a person dies, their soul will gradually dissipate along with the death of the physical body. To stay in the human world for a long time, one must have a powerful physical body to maintain it.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Outside the door, a young man in his early twenties, dressed in a kimono, spoke Chinese, but with a heavy Japanese accent, giving him an extremely awkward appearance.

"nothing."

Chi Hun sat up straight, took a deep breath, and gently brushed his Taoist robe as he stood up.

Thinking back to what had just happened, his face darkened considerably. Pei Xushan also fueled his anger. A few months ago, in order to repair the token quickly, he had intended to find the door ring, borrow its power to repair the token, and absorb its power to improve his own cultivation.

So he separated a wisp of his remnant soul, found Pei Xushan, and gave him a jade magic treasure to help him find the door knocker. However, he failed and the Ziqiang tribe took the magic treasure for nothing.

"Master, you're actually having a headache over the door knocker, aren't you?"

The young Japanese man noticed his frown and asked a question.

"Yeah, Superman stole the door knocker."

Chi Hun did not hide anything; the young Japanese man in front of him was his disciple from many years ago. Moreover, he had also taken many other Japanese people as his disciples.

That was a hundred years ago. He was being hunted down by the underworld and the Chinese. He had no choice but to hide his aura and escape to Japan, where he built a Taoist temple and took on disciples to prepare for dealing with the underworld.

"Disciple begs Master to give me a chance to retrieve it."

The young Japanese man looked confident.

"Row."

Chi Hun thought for a moment, then took out a Tang sword from the cabinet behind him. He drew the sword, revealing its sharp blade, and swung it forcefully, producing a "whoosh" sound like the roar of a dragon and the howl of a tiger.

"Master, what is this?"

The young Japanese man was taken aback.

"This is the Dragon's Roar, a Tang sword from China. It's very special, forged from meteorite iron from outer space and infused with special energy. It can easily cut through even steel. It will give you a helping hand."

"Defeat Superman, but don't kill him."