Dreaming quietly, he vaguely forgot the human world.

In the past, when Hu Ma entered dreams, he only entered the Lifebound Spirit Temple or fell into deep sleep.

But this time, he intentionally preserved his consciousness, merely lightly sleeping, allowing himself to dream.

Only by doing so could he give those wanting to "send dreams" to him a chance to enter his dreams.

In the knowledge of the Path, dreams are manifestations of an unsettled Divine Soul, wandering amidst the entanglement of cause and effect in the world, hence also giving rise to the saying of external evils seizing the chance to enter dreams and torment the living.

Before entering the Mansion, Hu Ma had also received dreams from the yin souls, but later, as his skill grew, with his Divine Soul steady and destiny heavy, he gradually stopped dreaming, external evils unable to invade one's mind.

This is not considered a great skill; in the Shousui Sect, many people could achieve this.

What the Great Master of the Zhou Family spoke of "impermeable Golden body," it also implies external evils are hard to invade, leading to deep sleep without dreams.

Of course, this time, Hu Ma deliberately invited external evils into his mind, not restraining them; instead, he continuously harbored the thought of the "Netherworld Palace," silently pondering what the ten ancient emperors of Douyi should be like, and what the Netherworld Palace belongs to.

Because of these thoughts, he truly found himself dreaming amidst vagueness.

Dreaming freely, his body like a drifting duckweed, dazed, not knowing where he was, opening his eyes to find himself seemingly in a Golden Throne Hall.

Looking up, he saw beneath the hall, on both sides were ominous and heavily intimidating civil and military officials, their aura astonishing, instilling fear, while on the uppermost throne, a shadowy figure adorned with a bejeweled crown.

In this dream, that figure was immensely colossal, larger than the mountains, rivers, towering above, looking down on him like an ant.

Their eyes cold like lightning, penetrating, seemingly seeing through everything, followed by a heavy voice:

"After encountering the Seal Keeper, you see my presence, why do you not kneel?"

"..."

This voice pressed down relentlessly on one's heart and mind, causing chaotic thoughts to emerge, countless fragmented images flashing by.

As if indeed there was some ancestor in his bloodline, at this very moment trembling, standing atop this Golden Throne Hall, confronting the high emperor, terrified, with soft knees, about to kneel.

However, having cultivated the Path, and feeling the awe-inspiring pressure coming upon him, his body seemed to have a faint golden glow entwining him, not very obvious, but dispersing much of the pressure.

Not only did he not kneel, but his mind briefly cleared, instantly aware of where he was, and what existence he was now facing.

He stood more firmly, slowly clasped his hands behind his back, surveyed the hall filled with yin gods.

Then he looked up at the dragon throne, suddenly speaking: "Which emperor of Douyi are you?"

"Audacious!"

Upon seeing Hu Ma's body emitting that faint golden glow, the presence on the dragon throne seemed irate, with an overwhelming black aura surging, vaguely revealing enormous tentacles in the boundless darkness behind him.

The voice carried an irresistible chilling force: "I am the Emperor Da Wei De Zhongzhi Jingwen Weiwu Renxiao Zhi, and not kneeling upon seeing me, daring to ask my name is utter defiance."

At this command, an eerie wind rose throughout the assembly, the civil and military officials, moved in unison, the sound of official notes and clashing armor plates echoed persistently, like the roar of the earth, gathering the ominous aura into a storm.

"So you're the penultimate emperor of Douyi?"

"It was his son who was skinned."

Hu Ma remained unmoved, though his heart matched with the title.

The eleven emperors of Douyi, the last one was skinned, lost the world, naturally disqualified from entering, thus the Netherworld Palace contains ten emperor ghosts, at the start of the dream, unsure of which to meet first, now aware of who this one is.

Of course, those emperor posthumous titles were bestowed after their death, during their life they were unaware.

They were made known only after the grand burial, whether good or bad, they had to accept them.

"Utter defiance?"

Encountering the Netherworld Palace for the first time, Hu Ma intended to test the waters, coldly chuckling: "Do you still think you're alive, still the emperor of the world's people?"

"Even if you were truly alive, based on what you did during the Douyi reign, what right do you have to demand my kneeling?"

"Look clearly, I am the Leader of the Daluo Dharma Sect, the Zhen Sui Hu Family Master, holding sway over Zhensui Mansion, commanding the golden armor, governing yin and yang, your Douyi line, the dynasty has long fallen, descendants all perished, precisely burdened with sins of cause and effect, retribution unfaltering."

"Instead of reflecting deeply beneath the Netherworld, you dare to send dreams to me?"

"Do you not know my Zhensui Mansion regulates the yin-yang boundary, not allowing the dead to disturb the living, otherwise it shall be your head?"

"..."

"Such courage!"

These words seemed to stir a hornet's nest, before speaking of the presence on the dragon throne, the civil and military on both sides became incensed.

Numerous ministers and generals, faces indistinct, rose sharply: "The Hu Family is a mere Seal Keeper, dares to covet Zhensui Mansion's power?"

"The crime of deceiving the emperor is unforgivable, seize him at once!"

"Someone, seize him!" 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

Unceremoniously, perhaps truly believing it to be self-evident, at the command to act, people lunged forward, weapons and criminal shackles aimed toward him.