God Emperor

The Santu River flows forever, with endless turbulence.

The boundless corpse sea forbidden area, the water surface is reddish brown, the waves rise ten feet high, ancient and strange power fills the sky and the bottom of the water.

"Wow!"

A ball of fire quickly flew out from the forbidden area of ​​the Corpse Sea and landed on a rock.

A chirping sound sounded.

The rocks melted instantly and turned into lumps of magma.

The flames dissipated, revealing Wujiang's body.

The divine clothes on Wujiang's body were torn, his breath was weak, and he was panting heavily. As the black electric lines between his eyebrows flashed, thousands of black lines appeared around his body, intertwining between the water and the sky like a spider web.

"What a terrifying forbidden area of ​​​​the Sea of ​​Corpses. Fortunately, I understand how to use the dark secrets, otherwise I might not be able to escape from it."

Looking at the reddish-brown water in front of him, Wujiang's eyes were full of fear, and he never dared to trespass into such a dangerous place again.

The spirit flowed around him.

A black martial robe appeared on his body, his body disappeared into the water, and he quietly sneaked back to the Holy City of Seven Injustices.

With the help of the dark mysteries, he was confident that even the gods who had practiced for tens of thousands of years would not be able to see through his hidden magical powers.

"Zhang Ruochen, Prajna... I am immortal. Now that I have returned, your death will come next. Don't worry, I will not let you die too easily. I have to let you know what cruelty is and what humiliation is?"

Wujiang was holding back anger in his heart.

The reason why he was able to escape from the forbidden area of ​​​​the sea of ​​corpses was because every time he fell into a desperate situation of death, every time he was desperate, the faces of Zhang Ruochen and Prajna would appear in his mind.

However, just after entering the Holy City of Seven Enemies, Wujiang heard the news of the death of his father, the Great God Wentong.

"Impossible? How is it possible?"

This news was like a bolt from the blue, making Wujiang unable to accept it.

When Wujiang was lost in thought, a nun in blue came towards him on the long street.

The nun in Tsing Yi looks extremely young, only sixteen or seventeen years old. Her big sleeves are fluttering like lotus leaves, and her delicate body wrapped in Tsing Yi is white and flawless, like the petals of a lotus washed after the rain.

She is full of aura, with bright eyes and long curved eyelashes.

It's like the beauty of the world gathered together, and the condensed body is pure and flawless. But deep in her pupils, there is a hint of ambiguity that is difficult for gods to detect, making people realize that she is more than just a young nun.

With a look like hers, she should be the center of attention.

However, there were many living creatures and undead monks walking on the long street, but none of them even looked at her.

It wasn't until the nun in green came three steps across from Wujiang that Wujiang woke up, looked across, looked at the nun, and said, "Excellent Zen girl!"

The nun who was called a wonderful Zen girl by Wujiang had a girlish appearance, but she was not happy. She looked quiet and peaceful. She said: "If you want to know how the Great God Wentong fell, just follow me."

After saying this, she led the way.

On the street, where the wonderful Zen girl has stepped, there is a lotus flower every step of the way.

Wujiang knew that the wonderful Zen girl had an extraordinary background and had great authority in the Hades Palace, so he did not dare to neglect and quickly followed her.

Following the wonderful Zen girl, Wujiang walked into a manor of the undead.

Under a corpse tree covered with human heads, I saw an old man sitting there.

Behind the old man, there were four false gods from the Hades Palace.

When Wujiang's eyes saw the old man, the emotions originally filled with hatred, doubts, depression, and pain were swept away in an instant and were replaced by shock. He quickly stepped forward, bowed and saluted, and said: "Meet the Palace Master."

The face of the Master of the Underworld Palace was covered with wrinkles like knife carvings, and there was no aura on his body. He smiled kindly and said: "Wentong's son is indeed extraordinary. You are very good."

"The palace master is so complimentary!"

In front of a figure like the Lord of the Underworld Palace, Wujiang did not dare to have any arrogance.

The Lord of the Underworld Palace said: "Actually, half a month ago, I came to the world of life and death. I wanted to take action and rescue you directly from the forbidden area of ​​​​the sea of ​​corpses, but I felt that you should be allowed to hone yourself. This half I have been observing you for months, and you have done well, even better than Wentong back then."

"Thank you, Lord, for your love." Wujiang said.

The Lord of the Nether Palace said: "Wujiang, you are from the Nether Clan after all. Do you want to come back? As long as you come back, everything your father has, including territory, wealth, rights...etc., everything will be inherited by you. I will inherit everything." You can be your biggest backing, ensuring that no one in Hades Palace, or even the entire Hades Clan, dares to touch these interests."

How could Wujiang not understand the deep meaning in the words of the Lord of the Underworld Palace?

In other words, if he does not return to the Hades Palace, all the wealth left by his father will most likely not belong to him and will be misappropriated by other gods in the Hades Palace.

Wujiang said: "Can this matter be discussed later? I want to know now, who killed my father?"

"There are several suspects, and the Wuqing Sect is the most likely." The Lord of the Underworld Palace said.

Although the four false gods standing behind the Lord of the Underworld saw the White Paper Thousand Crane Ship, they did not see the Wuqing Sect. The reason why the Master of the Underworld Palace mentioned the name of the Wuqing Sect was because the matter had spread throughout the Hell Realm.

In the past half month, the undercurrent in the hell world has been turbulent, and all kinds of news are flying all over the sky.

Among them, "Wu Qing Sect killed Wentong" and "Zhang Ruochen went to the Yan Family of Dark Abyss to find a way to break the curse", which caused the most uproar and pushed the Yan Family of Dark Abyss to the forefront.

The most important thing is that who spread the news is still a mystery.

Wujiang has no desire to avenge Master Wentong, and their father-son relationship has always been weak.

However, the cultivation and identity of Master Wentong have always been background resources on Wujiang's growth. And this background resource, compared with the master in the Dark Temple, is actually dispensable.

Hearing the name of "Five Pure Sect", he couldn't even bring up any desire for revenge.

However, Wujiang showed a look of incomparable resentment on his face and said: "This matter must be investigated to the bottom of the matter. If it is true that the Wuqing Sect killed Father God, I will have to cut off his head when I reach the level of god. Pay homage to the departed soul of God the Father.”

"good very good!"

The master of the Underworld Palace took out a wooden box, placed it on the stone table, and said, "Open it and take a look."

Wujiang opened the wooden box.

Inside, brilliant brilliance like stars surged out, and powerful divine soul power spread throughout the undead courtyard in an instant.

"This is the remaining soul that I collected from the place where your father God died. If you refine the power of these souls, you can double your cultivation level in a very short period of time, which is equivalent to saving a lot of money." It takes a hundred years to consolidate your cultivation. By then, no matter how powerful the little goddess of the Destiny Temple is, how can she be your opponent? You can personally pay back the shame and hatred she has imposed on you. The main way.

In fact, after understanding the application method of the dark secret, Wujiang has already admitted that he is not inferior to Prajna.

If he could refine the remaining soul of Master Wen Tong, his cultivation level would only be doubled, so how could he not be tempted?

Wujiang said: "However, it will probably take hundreds of years to completely refine these souls."

"With me helping you, why do you need a hundred years? But you have to promise me one thing." The master of the Underworld Palace smiled.

Wujiang bowed again and said: "If you need anything, Master, just give me an order. Wujiang doesn't need any reward."

The master of the Underworld Palace was so scheming. He had already seen through all his thoughts, but he did not reveal it. He said: "You have to go to the abyss of darkness and kill Zhang Ruochen."

"Zhang Ruochen is going to the Abyss of Darkness?" Wujiang suddenly moved.

The Lord of the Underworld Palace said: "If he wants to break the curse, going to the Abyss of Darkness is his only chance. Of course, this chance is very slim!"

"No matter how slim it is, we can't give him any chance."

Wujiang's eyes showed deep thought, and he said: "But, the Dark Abyss is very dangerous, why should we kill him there?"

The Lord of the Underworld Palace said: "There are three reasons."

"First, the chances of killing Zhang Ruochen are very few, and the price is very high. Every time is very precious. In order to kill him this time, the Hades Palace suffered heavy losses, and even your father God died."

"In this way, the Dark Abyss is indeed an excellent place. No gods can help him there." Wujiang said.

"Secondly, although the abyss of darkness is dangerous, for you who practice the way of darkness and have mastered the use of the secrets of darkness, it is a place where you can enjoy it. There, let alone one prajna, there are three prajna, five No one is your opponent. This is why I have been waiting for you. Only you have such an advantage."

Wujiang had a deep understanding of the Abyss of Darkness, so he nodded.

For Prajna, he didn't just want to kill him.

The Lord of the Underworld Palace continued: "Thirdly, if you just kill one Zhang Ruochen, I won't pay so much attention to it. You have more important things to do when you go to the Abyss of Darkness."

"What's the matter?" Wujiang asked.

The Master of the Underworld Palace looked at Zen Girl Jiujiuo and said, "If you go to the Abyss of Darkness, Jiujiu will tell you what happened."

"The wonderful Zen girl is also going to the Abyss of Darkness?" Wujiang was surprised.

You must know that the status of the wonderful Zen girl is extraordinary. She carries the blood of Yin Xuetian, the most outstanding figure in the last ten Yuanhui of the Nether Clan. She is like a princess of the Nether Clan, and she is extremely noble.

Why would she put herself in danger?

It seemed that what the wonderful Zen girl was doing was the real business, and killing Zhang Ruochen was probably just a casual act.

The Lord of the Hades Palace stood up and said: "Every time the beasts riot in the Dark Abyss, it is a perfect opportunity to enter it. This time the beasts riot is unprecedentedly strong, and something big will happen in the Dark Abyss. You guys. If you go in this time, you may get a great opportunity to make rapid progress.”

Now that the wonderful Zen girls are all going in, the last doubts in Wujiang's heart dissipate, and he no longer worries about being taken advantage of.

Wujiang said: "Not to mention other opportunities, the opportunity obtained by killing Zhang Ruochen is unparalleled. I will go to the abyss of darkness."

"Very good. He is indeed Wentong's son. He is not a timid person. He is so courageous and worthy of being a god in the future."

The Lord of the Underworld Palace nodded with a smile and pointed his finger at the center of Wujiang's eyebrows.

"Whoosh!"

The souls in the garden turned into wisps of air, gathered at the fingertips of the Lord of the Underworld, and then poured into Wujiang's body.