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Thick black fog filled the entire huge palace.

Countless distorted faces filled with resentment floated up and down among them, as if their mouths were wide open like hunger, wanting to tear apart the souls of all they saw.

Wu Danling used his almost transparent body to protect Xiaoying tightly, letting the resentment tear her apart.

"Boss Li, help!"

Xiaoying felt the pain of Wu Danling and desperately called me for help.

I have a long knife in my hand, and these resentful people seem to be very afraid. They don't dare to attack me blatantly, and they only dare to approach me covertly, with the intention of sneak attack.

I waved my long knife and walked to Wu Danling and Xiaoying.

The resentment tearing Wu Tanling apart stepped aside and stared at us insidiously.

I examine the long knife.

Although it can kill the resentment here, it does not absorb the black mist like it did in Professor Gao's villa.

It can be seen that the power it wants to absorb is targeted and must be power related to the twenty-eight constellations.

What kind of soul is sealed in this knife?

But now is not the time to think about that.

Let’s solve the problem here first.

The resentment took a new turn, condensing in one direction, and gradually formed a huge, twisted face.

On the face where the black mist rolled, there were only two eye holes and a mouth.

The eyes were empty and lifeless.

The mouth is wide open as if it is never satisfied.

"soul!"

"Give me your soul."

The old and majestic voice echoed throughout the entire hall, deafening, making people's scalp numb and their minds shaking.

Even though I have experienced many battles, I feel very stressed.

Xiaoying couldn't bear the terrifying momentum and fainted completely.

Wu Danling used his remaining strength to protect her desperately.

The distorted giant face opened wider and wider, and he sucked in suddenly.

The air surges.

The wind is blowing everywhere.

Wu Danling gradually couldn't hold on any longer and was about to be sucked into the dragon's mouth.

I quickly took out the soul-binding rope and tied it around her wrist, then picked up Xiaoying and led them to the back of the throne.

"You hide here."

After settling them, I walked toward the giant face with a knife.

The suction is getting stronger and stronger.

A tornado blew up in the hall.

Uncharacteristically, I didn't make any resistance and waited for the tornado to get involved in it.

"Hahaha!"

"soul!"

"Powerful soul!"

The giant face was filled with excitement, and the whole hall was shaking with laughter.

Huhuhu——

I was sent into that terrifying and huge mouth by the tornado.

Countless faces full of resentment greeted me excitedly inside.

boom!

The giant mouth is closed.

Endless resentment overwhelmed me.

I closed my eyes and didn't look at those dark and ugly faces.

The Yin Qi in the body circulates rapidly and gathers towards the palm of the left hand.

not enough.

not enough.

Almost all the energy in the body is concentrated in the palm of the hand.

it's time!

The hand that was clenched into a fist suddenly opened.

Rumble——

Dazzling electric light flashed.

The thunderous intention that can destroy all the darkness in the world is unstoppable and penetrates through the thick resentment.

The shrill scream reached its peak at this moment, and then dissipated instantly.

I opened my eyes.

The entire hall turned black, as if it was burned by a blazing flame.

Amidst the drifting black and gray.

I slowly fell to the ground.

The huge portrait hanging on the wall was crooked and crumbling.

The people in the painting are all unrecognizable, in agony, and wailing all over the place.

"I'm here to help you get out!"

I gathered strength in my hand and threw out the long knife with all my strength.

Boom boom boom boom!

The sword flashed.

The long knife quickly spun around in the hall and returned to my hand.

All the portraits fell to the ground, and the people inside turned into black mist, gathering together and flying towards the remaining blank frame.

A blurry figure reappeared in the crooked frame.

The cracks all over the frame are like wounds on its body.

The figure looked at me silently, and I could feel its extreme anger.

"What other tricks are there? Try it out once and for all, hurry up!" I put the long knife on my shoulder and looked at the figure calmly.

In fact, the three Yin Thunders have been used up today, and the true energy in my body has been almost exhausted.

If it really has a back-up plan, I really can't deal with it.

But I can't let the other party see my true identity.

Naturally, you have to look nonchalant and make it unclear.

All dark things, no matter how powerful they are, have a natural and heartfelt fear of thunder.

It was frightened and naturally did not dare to mess around again.

After looking at each other for a long time, the figure finally spoke again, his voice becoming hoarse, as if his throat had been injured.

"Mighty soul, how about we make a deal?"

"Okay, give me the Soul Painting and I'll let you go." I was very happy.

"This painting is my foundation. If you do this, you are asking me to hand over my life to you. Do you think I can agree to it?"

The figure restrained his anger.

"You can't beat me, but will you fall into my hands? Do you want to make a deal or not? What's the difference between the two?"

"I can tell you a secret about your knife."

"Oh? Let's talk about it first." I raised my eyebrows.

"There is a powerful soul sealed in your sword, so powerful that I feel afraid. The more power it absorbs, the faster it recovers, and sooner or later it will break out of the seal."

I deliberately said impatiently: "Do you still need to say this? Your message is worthless."

The figure was startled: "Are you confident that you can control the soul of an ancient war god?"

Ancient God of War?

I felt a slight shiver in my heart, but remained calm on the surface.

"Oh, you sound like you have the ability to control such a powerful soul?"

"Of course! As long as you can think of a way to make it sign a soul contract with you, it can only be driven by you." The figure put forward his own conditions, "We have a truce and reach an alliance, and I can give you a soul contract! "

This is useful information.

But how could I cooperate with such a devil?

"This bargaining chip is still a little on the table, but it's not enough. I still have a question." I said calmly.

"Please say."

"What's up with that door outside the palace?"

That door was the same as the door in Yunze's painting, and I had to figure out the connection.

"Door?" The figure paused, "Why do you ask this?"

"Just answer!"

The figure looked very hesitant: "That's the Gate of Fear."

I frowned: "Speak clearly!"

The figure said faintly: "The more afraid you are, the faster the door will open. Behind the door is another world, a world composed of different souls."

"What is a world composed of different souls?"

"That's all I can say." The figure didn't want to say any more, and a piece of white paper floated down, with densely packed strange runes appearing on it.

"If you want to know more, sign the contract first."

I took the contract in my hand, looked at it, and put it into the Qiankun bag.

"Thank you for the contract, I won't be polite."

"It's getting late, and it's time for your tricks to end."