I Have a Billion Backing in the Underworld

Who needs cultivation when you're born with destiny itself? One moment I'm nobody—the next, I wake up as the Underworld's ultimate heir with an army of ancestors backing my every move. The legendary grim reapers? My personal chauffeurs and errand boys. Malevolent spirits terrorizing the mortal realm? I'll send them straight to oblivion. As the only living judge of the dead, commanding legions of ghosts is just part of the job description. Outnumbered by enemies? No problem—billions of Underworld soldiers are already sharpening their blades at my command. Cross me, and you'll discover why the U…