"My father is imprisoned in hell?"
Hearing Ye Chen's words, Xu Jing was extremely shocked. Before the Moro Death Prison and Black Wind Stream's seals were opened, she thought that her father would be imprisoned in the Moro Death Prison. However, after the prison was opened, there were no Gold Supreme Warriors among the supreme warriors, which made her very disappointed. Now that Ye Chen had told her about her father, she was astonished, but at the same time, her heart was filled with boundless expectation.
She, who had reached the peak of the eighth sky of Life and Death Realm, had already recovered her lost memories. She could clearly remember everything that had happened before she was ten years old. However, what made her feel strange was that her mother's image was always that of a black shadow. She didn't know whether it was because her memory was incomplete or not.
"Whether he is imprisoned in hell or not, I'm not completely sure. But from the rumors, there is indeed a supreme level Gold Dragon imprisoned in the Yin Dragon Mountain."
Before becoming a supreme warrior, Ye Chen couldn't contact the upper echelons of hell at all. After becoming a supreme warrior, especially the number one supreme warrior in the universe, he also had some connections in hell. After all, he was not completely unrelated to hell. The appearance of the Netherworld Sacred Eye proved that he was favored by hell.
Of course, he was not the only one who was favored. Perhaps, with the Netherworld Sacred Eye, the bloodline of the Great Demon King seemed to be favored even more. Perhaps, the bloodline of the Great Demon King had some deep relationship with hell.
"Then what do you plan to do?"
Xu Jing naturally knew that hell was extremely dangerous. Even demigods wouldn't dare to act recklessly there.
Ye Chen said, "Don't worry, I will save your father. But, I will need your essence blood to refine a sensing compass to sense the Yin Dragon Mountain and your father's location."
The Yin Dragon Mountain was an ancient mountain that existed in the depths of hell's space-time. Its location was unknown. Even if Ye Chen's space-time profound was completed and he had the Netherworld Sacred Eye, he still wouldn't be able to find it without knowing its location. Unless he went to ask the ancient Ghost Kings of hell, but those old guys were too dangerous. Ye Chen didn't want to look for trouble.
"No problem!"
Xu Jing nodded.
A year later, Ye Chen used Xu Jing's essence blood and other precious materials to refine a golden sensory compass. There were different grades of sensory compasses. Ye Chen had refined an Emperor-grade one, while the highest grade was Supreme.
Once again, Ye Chen came to the Infernal Realm and took out the Golden Compass. After injecting the Sword Origin into it, the needle spun crazily before finally pointing to the east.
Putting away the compass, Ye Chen flew toward the east.
Along the way, Ye Chen took out the Golden Compass several times and pointed it to the east every time.
Two years passed.
"The feeling is getting stronger and stronger. We're almost there!"
In the past, the needle would spin many times before pointing to the east. Recently, the needle would spin one or two times before returning to normal.
Another three months passed, and the needle pointed to the west, which meant that Ye Chen had passed his destination.
Going back a little, the needle began to spin infinitely.
"It's here."
Ye Chen looked around and realized that this place was surrounded by mountains, with only a plain in the middle. It was not normal at all. According to the terrain, there should be a huge mountain in the middle of the mountains, which should be the leader of the mountains.
Activating the Netherworld Sacred Eye, Ye Chen's vision could see through the endless space-time. Soon, he found a huge ancient mountain in the depths of the space-time. It was really bigger than a life planet.
Locking on to this ancient mountain, Ye Chen's figure spread out and entered the depths of the space-time.
Swish!
After a while, Ye Chen arrived at the foot of the ancient mountain.
This mountain was undulating, like a trapped old dragon, which was quite ominous. There was a ghost temple on the mountainside, which was full of ghostly shadows, which made people feel uneasy.
"Uncle, I hope we are fated to meet in the Yin Dragon Mountain. Otherwise, there won't be a chance." After another eighteen thousand years, Ye Chen would definitely enter the Primal Chaos Battlefield. This time, he finally found some clues. If not, Ye Chen really didn't know where to find the Golden Supremes.
Just as he was about to go up the mountain, the ghost temple on the mountain suddenly erupted with yin energy. Two ten-thousand-zhang-tall ghost kings with green faces and fangs jumped out.
"How dare you! Yin Dragon Mountain is an important place in Hell. Leave quickly."
"Human beings also dare to come to Yin Dragon Mountain. I think it's better not to leave."
Their voices were like rolling thunder, reverberating in the sky above Ye Chen.
"You two little devils, you don't even have a little bit of eyesight. Serves you right to guard this mountain."
Ye Chen blew out a breath, and a black gale rolled out, blowing the two Ghost Monarchs into a sorry state.
If it was an ordinary Supremes here, even if their cultivation was one level higher than the ghost kings, they still wouldn't be able to contend against them. The main reason was that the ghosts and ghost kings in Hell were useless against them. Only soul attacks or willpower attacks could hurt them. These two attacks were only supplementary methods, so how could they be the trump cards of the Supremes?
Ye Chen had the Netherworld Sacred Eye, so his attacks contained the willpower of Hell. To him, there was no difference between being in Hell and outside. He could use his full strength.
"Who are you? Do you think you can run amok in Hell just because you have some tricks up your sleeve?"
At this time, a ghostly big hand flew out of the ghost temple and grabbed towards Ye Chen.
"I am Green Lotus Sword Venerable Ye Chen. Who are you in Hell?"
The Heavenly Sword was unsheathed, and Ye Chen slashed the ghost hand in half.
"I am the Three Yin Ghost King. I am ordered to guard Yin Dragon Mountain. I advise you to leave quickly. My master is not someone you can mess with."
A pale middle-aged man with an ancient face walked out of the Ghost Temple and said in a loud voice.
Ye Chen said, "Dare I ask, is the one imprisoned in Yin Dragon Mountain the Supremes of the Dragon Tribe?"
The Three Yin Ghost King said, "Yin Dragon Mountain imprisons countless prisoners. I can't even recognize all the ancient ones. How would I know who you are talking about?"
"He hasn't been imprisoned for long. Maybe a few thousand to ten thousand years."
"Oh, let me see." The Three Yin Ghost King took out a book and flipped through it. Soon, he stopped. "There is indeed a Supremes of the Dragon Tribe imprisoned nine thousand years ago. Unfortunately, he will be imprisoned for a million years. Not even ten thousand years have passed. You should leave and come back after nine hundred and ninety thousand years."
Putting away the book, the Three Yin Ghost King warned.
"Imprisoned for a million years? Sorry, I can't wait that long. May I ask, why is he imprisoned in Yin Dragon Mountain? Do we have to be imprisoned when we come to Hell?"
Ye Chen questioned.
"Of course not. He violated the taboo of Lord Nine Yin. That is why he is imprisoned."
"What taboo?"
"After his beloved wife died, she became Hell's Ghostly Lord, Red Lotus Ghostly Lord. I don't know where he got the news, but he came to Hell to take Red Lotus Ghostly Lord away. Unfortunately, once he becomes a ghostly lord, all memories of his past life are gone. It is a new beginning. Red Lotus Ghostly Lord naturally refused to go with him. Lord Nine Yin could not bear it and imprisoned him in Yin Dragon Mountain."
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