Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily)

King Libra burst into laughter, assuming that Lilly possessed a secret weapon. However, he was taken aback when he realized she summoned a ghost lord.

Though the ghost lord was formidable, King Libra considered it to be weak compared to him.

He swiftly struck with his sword, instantly cleaving the Ghost Lord in half. Jessie could not help but scream, her two halves writhing in agony on the ground.

However, in that moment, as King Libra made his move, Lilly once again drew her bow and hidden arrow.

With a whoosh, an hidden arrow thicker than her arm, shot through the air. Its speed was tremendous, causing a sonic boom as it reached King Libra in an instant.

King Libra’s pupils contracted.

This hidden arrow is strong! So, she used the ghost lord as a distraction to distract me and shoot a hidden arrow? She's clever, but not clever enough! An hidden arrow like this would not be enough to stop him! King Libra raised his massive sword and with a resounding bang, he effortlessly deflected the hidden arrow. The hidden arrow, thick as an arm, shattered like a frail twig before him, splitting into two pieces.

King Libra sneered, “Is that all? Hah!” Before he could finish laughing, he felt something pierce through his left eye! “Swish!” A hidden arrow emanating black energy had penetrated King Libra’s eye, finally revealing its true form as it pinned him to the iron wall.

The hidden arrow struck his eyeball.

The eyeball emitted a bad aura, which was swiftly absorbed by the jar of souls, accompanied by a sound akin to a collapsing sand table.

Could King Libra’s eye be this disgusting? A burst of purple light was emitted from the jar of souls, and even a faint belch was heard.

“Belch.” King Libra screamed in shock and anger, his left eye was covered, and he exclaimed, “You!” Lilly, holding her bow and hidden arrow, stood amidst the ruins, her small body was steady despite the strong wind blowing her clothes. Her face held a stern expression.

What was a hidden arrow? A hidden arrow was an arrow that was not visible to her enemies! “You're so cunning at such a young age!” King Libra gritted his teeth and continued, “You truly deserve to be the Ruler of Hell!” Before Lilly could respond, the cowardly ghost expressed its displeasure, “Oh, you're resourceful when you're cunning, but when our little one acts sly, you're upset? How shameless are you?!” Murderous intent gleamed in King Libra’s eyes as he glared at the cowardly ghost and coldly retorted, “Who do you think you are? I'm talking right now, how dare you interrupt me?” The harem spirit waved the flag and shouted, “We won't interrupt you! We promise!” The cowardly ghost was speechless.

The unlucky ghost slapped the harem spirit on the head, seething with anger. “Shut up, won't you? Can't you see how weak we are compared to him?!” The harem spirit became furious. “You think you're so tough, why did you hit me?” The unlucky ghost flinched.

King Libra was infuriated. They were just a group of evil spirits, yet they dared to be so disrespectful in front of him. Even now, they were still in the mood to crack jokes. Did they not take him seriously?! “Go to hell!” His anger surged, his evil aura intensified, and he became truly enraged! This sword cleaved through the heavens and the earth, splitting galaxies...its power was terrifying! Lilly quickly grabbed the bow and hidden arrow, turning around and shouting, “Run!” The young girl dashed ahead, followed closely by the group of evil spirits. The ghost lord, still holding her other half, ran as fast as she could.

The jar of souls positioned itself behind Lilly. The cowardly ghost and the rest of the spirits instinctively stood behind her, forming a protective barrier. They were ready to sacrifice themselves if King Libra were to attack her, buying more time for Lilly to escape.

However, King Libra did not stand a chance.

Suddenly, a vortex spawned out of thin air, sucking Lilly and the others into its grasp. With a resounding bang, Lilly closed the gates of the Palace of the Ruler of Hell, sealing them inside as if they were trapped in a jar of sauerkraut.

King Libra’s sword struck the “jar of sauerkraut”... or rather, the unknown copper walls.

These walls were not ordinary. Any attack directed at them would rebound and strike King Libra instead.

This meant that King Libra was defeating himself.

“Ah!” Sent flying by the powerful recoil, King Libra tumbled onto the icy ground. In that moment, he felt the world tremble, and suddenly, the ruins of the Buddha statue and the incense table before him vanished.

Only then did he realize that he was imprisoned within the Palace of the King of Hades! The Hall of Hades consisted of two layers. The outer layer was the hall of the Ruler of Hell, visible to all beings after death, which was a place of judgment and reincarnation.

The invisible inner layer contained the true power of the Palace of the King of Hades, a formidable magical artifact. If he was confined here, even the Heavenly King would not be unable to rescue him.

“Damn it! Let me out!” King Libra shouted in frustration, coughing up blood.

His body had been severely wounded by his own sword, diminishing his strength by half. He had no means to restore his true form within the confines of the Hall of Hades.

He could only watch helplessly as his power was drained away.

“Damn it! Damn it, ahhh!” King Libra gritted his teeth and kicked the iron walls of the Hades Hall, venting his anger. He had been outwitted by a little girl! If someone had told him before today that Lilly could imprison him within the Palace of the King of Hades, he would have laughed it off.

Indeed, the Hall of the King of Hell was formidable, but with his strength, it should have been impossible for Lilly to confine him.

Yet, the moment Lilly shattered the Buddha statue, the trap was set.

She swiftly launched her attacks, and at no point did the Palace of the King of Hades manifest itself. He failed to notice anything amiss.

“You're so treacherous and cunning!” King Libra cursed. “You are unworthy of being the Ruler of Hell!” But no matter how much he ranted, it was futile.

He continued to scream and no one came to rescue him...

Outside the Palace of the Ruler of Hell, Lilly sat down on the ground panting.

“I'm so exhausted!” Lilly exclaimed, wiping away her sweat. “Michael, you're amazing! We've won!” The cowardly ghost embraced Lilly tenderly and said, “Lilly, you're the amazing one. We didn’t do much.” Lilly raised her face, a broad smile spreading across it. “Says who? You're the one who tols me to smash the statue and trap King Libra in the Palace of the Ruler of Hell!” She was at a disadvantage, but she had the Palace of the King of Hades.

Within the palace, it functioned as her field to some extent.

It was Michael who instructed her to place the Palace of the Ruler of Hell outside the main hall, concealing its aura and leaving herself an escape route.

Even if she was hunted down by King Libra, she would have a chance to flee for her life.

Despite her ingenuity and the successful imprisonment of King Libra, Lilly’s own strength remained insufficient to truly overcome him. In her own domain, the Palace of the Ruler of Hell, King Libra still posed a significant threat, forcing Lilly to flee for her life.

“In a sense, King Libra is truly powerful. Lilly is powerless against him within his domain. She can only rely on escaping,” The harem spirit expressed, still trembling with fear.

They had used up every resource available to them.

Even so, they were only able to confine King Libra within the Palace of the King of Hades.

However, they had yet to find a way to kill him.

The cowardly ghost objected, saying, “Who says that we're powerless against him? Didn't we manage to shoot out one of King Libra’s eyes?” He gently caressed Lilly's hair, brushing away the disheveled strands from her forehead and tucking them behind her ear.

His precious little girl possessed the most formidable power in the world. Even if she was not currently at the peak of her strength, she remained the most powerful among those who were not so powerful. He would not entertain any objections to that fact.