Almost at the same time, the Ten Kings of the Concourse of the Underworld, their masters, and the last two remaining Gold-ranked Assassins were gathered in a gloomy valley.
Who else could it be other than Yun Yang who stood in front of the Concourse of the Underworld in a fluttering purple robe?
"When I was investigating Sister Lan's whereabouts the other day, I accidentally discovered that the condensed Yin energy here was different from usual."
Yun Yang stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the other side of the mountain range in the shadows. "Out of curiosity, I investigated and accidentally discovered that there was a dense and massive amount of Yin energy hidden under this mountain range. After careful investigation, I confirmed that there was indeed a massive amount of Yin energy here, and it was controlled by a mechanism. In other words, this place was man-made."
"However, Yin energy is not necessary for my cultivation method, and I can't convert it into my own cultivation base or combat power. It's like sitting on a mountain of treasure, but it's hard to put it to use. It was only after I befriended King Qinguang that I realized that this Yin energy is an excellent resource that the Concourse of the Underworld needs. To confirm this, I went here again to search for the source of the mechanism. As expected, I found the opening, and I can basically say with certainty..." Yun Yang said faintly, "This place should be another Haunting Temple."
Haunting Temple!
Upon hearing this, the eyes of the Kings of the Ten Kings brightened, their expressions inexplicably excited. That day, their cultivation base had greatly improved because they had entered the Haunting Temple by chance and obtained a large amount of Yin energy.
It was also because of this that they were fated to be with the Nine Supremes.
If this place was really the Haunting Temple, then it was related to the Nine Supremes!
Thinking of this, the expressions of the Kings were unusually complicated, and they were speechless for a long time.
The leader of the Concourse of the Underworld was a man in black, shrouded in a faint but solid fog. His cultivation base was obviously higher than that of the ten Yama Kings. This person was the true master of the Concourse of the Underworld, the master of the ten Kings of the Ten Palaces whom Yun Yang had never met.
His expression was solemn as he slowly walked forward, looking for the key of the mechanism. As expected, according to what Yun Yang had said, he found an inconspicuous protruding rock somewhere.
The man in black didn't delay or hesitate. He circulated his Qi and pressed it down. A moment later, a series of light sounds rang out and a large hole suddenly appeared in front of him.
The hole that had suddenly appeared was not very big, at most the size of a bedroom. It was filled with an extremely dark and ghostly aura, a sinister atmosphere that kept people away from it. However, the people from the Concourse of the Underworld were overjoyed when they saw it. It was because the dark and empty space was clearly a dark fog that was close to materializing. Upon closer inspection, they could see that at the end of the dark fog, there were ten luminous pearls hanging in the air, emitting a dense fog.
"That's right, this is the other Haunting Temple!" First Court King Qinguang exclaimed in delight.
"Although the Concourse of the Underworld is known as the leader of the world's top three assassin organizations, ultimately, it's hard to live up to our reputation. Most of it stems from the people's fear of our gloomy aura. That day when the ten of them were promoted, it was their fate, and they even benefited from the help of a few Venerable Ones led by Lord Supreme Earth. The Haunting Temple is hidden beneath the earth. Earth is the earth, the head of the Nine Supremes. In order not to forget this kindness, from today onwards, I shall change my name to … Ksitigarbha! "
The master of the Kings of the ten palaces turned around and bowed deeply to Yun Yang with a solemn expression.
"Senior, you don't have to do this …" Yun Yang was stunned by the sudden change, not knowing how to react.
"Since I've done what I've done, I've made up my mind. Supreme Cloud need not worry."
Ksitigarbha sucked in a deep breath and turned his head to say, "The ten of you, cover the ten Abyssal Essence Pearls with your right hands according to your respective positions. Circulate your Qi with all your might to open the Haunting Temple!"
The Kings of the ten palaces answered and stepped forward.
Each of them took a deep breath and extended a hand to cover the ten Abyssal Essence Pearls. It was probably not the first time they had done this with all their might, so the process was smooth without any hiccups.
As far as the eye could see, the abnormally thick fog of the underworld seemed to have gone berserk, growing thicker and thicker in the blink of an eye. Even with Yun Yang's eyesight, he could not see his own fingers even if he stretched them out.
This went on for a while before the valley was suddenly plunged into an atmosphere of violent tremors. For a moment, the mountains shook and the earth quaked, as if an earth dragon was flipping over.
However, everyone present was extremely powerful. To them, this little bit of noise was not a big deal at all!
The tremors only lasted for a moment, until the center of the empty space surrounded by the ten Abyssal Essence Pearls slowly collapsed, and the tremors gradually stopped.
At this moment, everyone's attention was focused on a huge, pitch-black palace that gradually revealed itself before their eyes.
Suddenly, a few words darker than the darkness flashed across — "Haunting Temple of the Heavens!"
The palace's doors slowly opened after the black words flashed past.
The interior of the palace was even darker, leading straight to the underground; no one knew how deep it was.
Ksitigarbha, master of the Ten Court Yama Kings, took a deep breath and said solemnly, "I thank Young Master Yun for your help once again. However, Young Master and our help has reached its limit. This realm can only be entered by those who cultivate the Ethereal Force. It will only bring harm to Young Master and we won't be able to come out in a short period of time. Therefore, please take care, Young Master! We shall meet again, I look forward to the day we meet again, Young Master. "
Yun Yang said, "Yun Yang understands. Everyone, please do as you please. As the senior has said, we will definitely meet again in the future!"
The Ten Court Kings stepped forward one by one to bid farewell to Yun Yang, each of them exuding a sense of reluctance to part. Among them, First Court King Qinguang was the most prominent. He was the first to meet Yun Yang and had interacted with him the most. This king was the most straightforward, so seeing that Yun Yang was about to leave, he nagged for a long time.
Just as the Concourse of the Underworld was about to enter the Haunting Temple and draw a temporary halt to their journey, a voice suddenly rang out, "Wait!"
Everyone turned to look at the source of the voice, their hearts alarmed. Could there be someone spying on them somewhere else?
Murderous intent permeated the air. Combined with the aura of the netherworld, even the real Flurry of Ghosts would not be as strong as this.
The Ten Court Kings and Ksitigarbha stared at the source of the voice with unprecedented sharpness.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, two silhouettes flew over from the shadows in the distance. As they approached, they saw that the newcomers were the two assassin leaders, Hen Bieli and Hong Zhan.
The Concourse of the Underworld, the Hall of Crimson Blade, and The Merciless Tower – the three top assassin organizations in the world had been at each other's throats for a long time. Now that they had met, it went without saying that they were exceptionally jealous.
First Court King Qinguang pressed his hand on the hilt of his sword and said eerily, "What are you doing here? Are you intending to borrow our hands to go to the underworld? "
As they spoke, they had led each other to the extreme.
In spite of this, Hen Bieli and Hong Zhan were calm and composed, without a hint of hostility. They first greeted Yun Yang before speaking to Ksitigarbha sternly, "The two of us have come here with the intention of joining the Concourse of the Underworld and being apprenticed to senior. I wonder if senior is willing to accept us?"
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