The Netherworld Barrier was the boundary between the Netherworld Ghost Emperor and the sea.
After rushing out of the Netherworld Ghost Region, Wu Mozhi did not stop. She grabbed Yang Dingtian with one hand and Dishi Bian with the other and flew towards the northeast at full speed.
Even though Wu Youming chased after them with his fastest speed, by the time he rushed out of the Netherworld Barrier, Yang Dingtian and the other two had already disappeared without a trace.
Wu Youming was instantly enraged. He fiercely slashed at the sea with his sword.
"Bang!" Suddenly, monstrous waves appeared on the surface of the sea.
Vulture had never seen Wu Youming with such a fierce expression, or rather, it was somewhat sinister.
He had always been gentle and refined. He would never show such an expression.
"Husband, what's wrong?"
Vulture asked in surprise and concern. Of course, he was more surprised because Wu Youming's expression was very contrary to his character.
"Oh, it's nothing." Wu Youming sighed and said, "The Netherworld Ghost Emperor's soul is possessing Yang Dingtian's body.
He is the most evil being in the world and relies on devouring the souls of the dead to survive. From now on, a calamity will befall the world. "
Then, Wu Youming returned to the Netherworld Barrier and asked in his heart, "Your Majesty, what will happen after Yang Dingtian devours the Netherworld Ghost Emperor?"
"Perhaps in a hundred years or a few hundred years, the Netherworld Ghost Emperor will return to his previous strength and return to the Netherworld Ghost Region to fight for my position." Wentian said.
"Then what about Yang Dingtian?
Will he become stronger because of this? "Wu Youming asked.
"No, for Yang Dingtian, it's hard to say whether it's a blessing or a disaster." Wentian said.
… …
In the blink of an eye, Wu Mozhi brought Yang Dingtian and flew a thousand miles away. Then, the three of them stopped on the surface of the sea.
"Husband, did your cultivation increase?" Wu Mozhi anxiously asked.
Yang Dingtian shook his head and said, "I didn't feel anything."
"Wow!
To think that there are so many Puppet Battle Souls here. To me, this is truly a delicacy. "Suddenly, the Nether Ghost Emperor's voice resounded in the air.
"You, you're not in my body?
Where are you? "Yang Dingtian asked.
"Enter your body?
Do you think I'm stupid? I'm a soulless soul, once I enter your body, I won't be able to come out. "The Netherworld Ghost Emperor said," I'm inside your soul ring. "
"What?
You are actually inside the Soul Ring? "Yang Dingtian exclaimed, then raised the Soul Ring in his hand.
"Yang Dingtian, your inventory is really not bad, a bunch of Great Master and Great Master souls, you even have Saint rank and Monarch rank souls, you have really impressed me." Netherworld Ghost Emperor said: "Then I won't be polite!"
"Hey, you're not allowed to touch the souls inside."
Yang Dingtian was immediately shocked. Not only was there Senior Master Leng Qingchen's soul inside, there was also the soul of the Holy level Ice Spirit.
"Hehe, you think I won't touch them just because you don't want me to?"
The Netherworld Ghost Emperor laughed coldly: "Since I'm living inside, then everything in this Soul Ring belongs to me."
"Bastard, I saved you, how dare you bite the hand that feeds you." Yang Dingtian said angrily.
"What did I do?
It's not like you don't know. "The Netherworld Ghost Emperor laughed coldly.
Then, the Netherworld Ghost Emperor opened his Soul Devouring Mouth in the Soul Ring, wanting to devour all the souls inside.
Yang Dingtian was completely powerless to stop it, he could only be angry for no reason.
In an instant, all the souls in the Soul Ring were devoured by the Netherworld Ghost Emperor.
Then, the Netherworld Ghost Emperor laughed complacently. The more painful Yang Dingtian's expression was, the happier he was.
"Yang Dingtian, I didn't ask you to save me, you wanted to save me, haha." The Netherworld Ghost Emperor laughed loudly.
However, after a while, he felt that something was wrong. After devouring all the souls, he found that his energy did not increase at all.
Then, he clearly felt that he could only devour the souls into his stomach, but he could not digest them and turn them into his own energy.
"You, these are all living souls, not undead?" The Netherworld Ghost Emperor asked.
"What's the difference?" Yang Dingtian asked.
"The former means that the person is not dead, but the soul has been extracted by you.
The latter means that the person is dead, and the soul has dispersed and turned into an undead. "The Netherworld Ghost Emperor said.
"These are all Puppet Battle Souls. The person is not dead, so I extracted their soul." Yang Dingtian said.
"You, how can you do this?
How do you expect me to eat these living souls? "The Netherworld Ghost Emperor was furious, he then spat out the Puppet Battle Souls, they were still intact.
This time, it was Yang Dingtian's turn to laugh. He sneered: "You deserve it!"
The Netherworld Ghost Emperor said coldly: "Since that's the case, then there's no need for you to stay here. Let's go, I'm going out to hunt."
After saying that, the Netherworld Ghost Emperor flew out of the soul ring.
"Ah …" Just as he flew out, he was illuminated by the light of the two suns. The Netherworld Ghost Emperor suddenly let out a shrill scream, and then the soul on his body quickly dissipated. He then quickly entered Yang Dingtian's soul ring.
"Bastard, damn the two suns, one day, I will tear you apart, I will crush your bones." The Netherworld Ghost Emperor crazily said.
Then, he continued to rage in the soul ring.
After a full quarter of an hour, he finally accepted his fate. From now on, he could only live in Yang Dingtian's soul ring.
"Yang Dingtian, let's make a deal." The Netherworld Ghost Emperor said.
"Speak." Yang Dingtian said.
"You go and kill people, the more the better. Then, when they turn into undead, I will devour them before they go to the Ghost Hell Region." The Netherworld Ghost Emperor said.
"In your dreams." Yang Dingtian sneered.
"After I purify the energy I devour, I will give you 30%. How about it?" The Netherworld Ghost Emperor said.
"In your dreams." Yang Dingtian said.
"Then you can't let me stay in there forever and not be able to devour even a little bit of energy." The Netherworld Ghost Emperor said.
Yang Dingtian said, "It's very simple. Sometimes, I will meet enemies.
I will kill them, and then you can devour them. "
"How many have you killed in total?" The Netherworld Ghost Emperor asked.
"About a million." Yang Dingtian said.
The Netherworld Ghost Emperor was overjoyed and said, "Good, good!
The people I just killed were fresh undead, and the ones I devoured were more effective. "
"But it's a pity that the war is over, and I will only kill very few people in the future." Yang Dingtian said.
"How, how can that be?" The Netherworld Ghost Emperor said sternly, "How can that be?
You can't?
You can't!
You must kill, the more the better, and the higher the cultivation of the people you kill, the better. Even if there are no enemies, you must kill the enemies you create. "
"Stop dreaming." Yang Dingtian said, "How about this, I will make a promise."
"Speak." The Netherworld Ghost Emperor said angrily.
"You know that my wife is a Seven Star Spirit Master, and when she is lucky, she can summon Grandmaster level undead for you to devour." Yang Dingtian said.
The Netherworld Ghost Emperor was overjoyed and said, "Good, good!
Let her summon them immediately, and I will reward her greatly! "
"Then tell me, what is your cultivation level now?" Yang Dingtian asked.
The Netherworld Ghost Emperor said angrily, "My cultivation level is not even half of what it used to be.
After devouring tens of millions of undead, I only recovered 10% to 20%.
In the end, I was completely destroyed by those undead and undead. "
"You just have to tell me, what is your cultivation level now?" Yang Dingtian asked.
"I am still at the Saint level." The Netherworld Ghost Emperor said angrily.
"Good. How much energy did you lose when you ran out?" Yang Dingtian asked.
"About 1%." The Netherworld Ghost Emperor said.
"How about this, I will provide you with a Grandmaster level undead, and you will owe me one attack."
Yang Dingtian said, "If you encounter a dangerous situation, you will attack at my command."
"In your dreams."
The Netherworld Ghost Emperor said sternly, "The energy of a Grandmaster level undead is not enough for me to use every time I come out.
Ten Grandmaster level undead, or a hundred Grandmaster level undead, in exchange for one attack, is more like it. "
"In your dreams." Yang Dingtian sneered and said, "Two Grandmaster level undead, and you will attack once."
"Impossible, impossible …" The Netherworld Ghost Emperor said angrily.
Finally, the two of them bargained with all their might and finally settled on three Grandmaster class departed spirits in exchange for the Netherworld Ghost Emperor to help Yang Dingtian once.
According to him, the Netherworld Ghost Emperor could still earn two undead.
At this moment, Mo Zhi suddenly whispered into Yang Dingtian's ear, "Dark Mystic Flame."
Yang Dingtian immediately understood what Wu Mozhi meant. This two-faced woman wanted Yang Dingtian to use the Dark Mystic Flame to devour the Netherworld Ghost Emperor's energy.
Even if only 1% of a Saint level expert's energy entered his Sea of Qi, it would be extremely shocking.
If Yang Dingtian had already broken through to the Grandmaster level, he would be able to break through to the mid-level Grandmaster level in an instant after devouring the Netherworld Ghost Emperor's energy.
However, Yang Dingtian's Dark Mystic Flame was still in a deep sleep.
Of course, even if it had awakened, Yang Dingtian might not necessarily devour the Netherworld Ghost Emperor's energy!
This was because the Netherworld Ghost Emperor was probably more important than the energy. If Yang Dingtian won the World Ending War in the future, the Wentian Association would use all their means, even if they had to sacrifice all the low-level undead to tear apart the Netherworld Barrier. At that time, countless Half Saint and Saint level undead would rush into the Chaotic World, and the Netherworld Ghost Emperor would be the only chance to save them.
Therefore, even if it was for his own benefit, he had to make the Netherworld Ghost Emperor stronger as soon as possible.
And the most direct way to become stronger was to devour the undead!
Coincidentally, his baby Zhi Zhi was a Seven Star Master level Sorcerer. The more dead people there were, the more undead she could summon!
"Sigh, looks like I'll have to stay by your side more often in the future. How annoying." Mo Zhi pouted and said in disdain.
Yang Dingtian looked at her pouting lips and couldn't help but kiss them. "Alright, we should go. Otherwise, Dongli and the Netherworld Ghost Emperor will catch up."
… …
Yang Dingtian, Mo Zhi, and Mo Zhi headed northeast.
Along the way, there were only boundless seas and no undead.
In order to make the Netherworld Ghost Emperor stronger as soon as possible, Yang Dingtian planned to go to a few places with a lot of undead.
The first place was the Southwest Continent's Blackwood Valley.
Nearly two hundred years ago, this was where the Tiandō League's army, the Southwest Alliance's main camp was located.
The Tiandō League's biggest traitor, Li Tianxiao, poisoned the Wooden Sword Castle's master, all the elders, and the 500,000 soldiers of the Southwest Alliance.
It was the biggest massacre at that time.
Therefore, there were definitely a lot of undead here, enough for the Netherworld Ghost Emperor to devour.
At this time, Mo Zhi didn't need to use the Demonic Spirit Mist Cloak anymore!
Yang Dingtian flew in a circle in the air and let out a whistling sound.
This was because he had told the Demonic Vulture King to come here a few days ago to pick up Yang Dingtian.
After half an hour, Yang Dingtian saw a black shadow. The Demonic Vulture King flew behind him.
Yang Dingtian had run more than a thousand miles away to avoid Wu Youming. The Demonic Vulture King was waiting in the sea not far from the Ghost Hell Region, so it was behind Yang Dingtian.
After flying closer, Yang Dingtian suddenly noticed that there were bloodstains on the Demonic Vulture King's body.
Upon closer inspection, there was a deep wound on its neck that was so deep that the bone could be seen. Blood was flowing all over its neck.
Yang Dingtian immediately felt great pain. He quickly flew up and hugged its neck, angrily asking, "Who was it?
Who hurt you? "
The Demonic Vulture King couldn't speak. It bent its neck and wings and flew in a circle in the air.
This was the Vulture Palace's way of flying. In other words, the one who hurt it was the little princess Vulture.
That hateful woman!
She actually vented her anger on the Demonic Vulture King.
Yang Dingtian suddenly became furious.
Then, he took out a pill and rolled it on the Demonic Vulture King's neck to heal the wound. Then, he used a needle and thread to sew the deep wound needle by needle.
The Demonic Vulture King intimately rubbed Yang Dingtian's face, then raised its head and called out twice.
"Quack, quack …"
Then, he straightened his body and walked upright on two shaky legs.
It was imitating the way Yang Dingtian's son, Big Bao Bao walked.
The sound it made was also the sound of Bao Bao's laughter.
It meant that for more than a month, it had been playing with Bao Bao.
Yang Dingtian could imagine that Bao Bao and Yang Yichen must have played crazily.
The three of them sat on the Demonic Vulture King's back and gently patted its shoulder, indicating that it should fly home.
In the end, the Demonic Vulture King shook its head gently, then raised its head and let out a cry. It hovered in the air as if waiting for someone.
"You want to wait for Vulture to come out and let us vent your anger for you?" Yang Dingtian asked.
The Demonic Vulture King still shook its head.
However, the answer was soon revealed.
From the south and east, two more black figures flew over.
On the two Demonic Vultures sat his master, Dongfang Minmie, Cheng Dabei, and Shadowless, the three Martial Grandmasters!
"Little Tian!" Dongfang Minmie saw Yang Dingtian, and his tired and worried face finally relaxed.
They had been waiting for Yang Dingtian here for a while.
However, they did not have a Shaman Spirit Master, so they could not enter the Ghost Hell Region. They could only wait outside on the sea.
Seeing Wu Mozhi, Dongfang Minmie was startled, then smiled and said, "Mozhi, you're here too."
His voice was very warm, and his gaze was very kind, as if he was looking at his daughter-in-law.
Mozhi's face turned red, and she said in a sweet voice that she had never used before, "Wife Mozhi greets master!"
At this moment, the sound of several Black Vultures rang out.
Wu Youming and the others flew out from the direction of the Ghost Hell Region.
Wu Mozhi's face turned cold as she said, "Husband!
Vulture just injured our Demonic Vulture King. We should teach her a lesson and get justice for our Demonic Vulture King! "
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Note: The first update has been delivered, and I will continue writing the second update!
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