Therefore, he hurriedly sought out the tribe leader of the Dark Ape Battle Tribe, Yuan Huan, and told him about his concerns.
WW? WW? WW?
"Combat Ancestor, you don't have to worry. There's actually another exit in the Ghost's Domain. Those outside don't know about it!"
Yuan Huan smiled.
"There's another exit?"
Upon hearing that, Lu Ming heaved a sigh of relief at the same time.
"That's right. The Taixu Dynasty thought that they had sealed the exit of the Ghost's Domain. They don't know that there's another exit. We can leave anytime we want!"
Yuan Huan said.
"The main reason we didn't leave is because Combat Ancestor Jingyu has fallen. We have no one to protect us. We've been hiding in the Ghost's Domain all these years, waiting for Combat Ancestor Jingyu's successor to appear!"
"Also, do you know why Yuan Cong and the others want to kill you?"
Yuan Huan continued.
"Why?"
Lu Ming asked instinctively. He was also very curious about this.
Yuan Cong and the others obviously supported Lu Ming and respected him as the Combat Ancestor.
However, Yuan Cong and the others wanted to kill Lu Ming.
"Ever since Combat Ancestor Jingyu fell, the Dark Ape Battle Tribe has been hiding in the Ghost's Domain. After so many years, some people have changed their minds!"
"Some people think that the Dark Ape Battle Tribe can't stay in the Ghost's Domain forever. They want to take the initiative to fight their way out and occupy a territory for themselves. These people are led by Yuan Cong!"
"Actually, they don't mean any harm. They just think that even someone as powerful as Jingyu has fallen, forcing the Dark Ape Battle Tribe to hide in the Ghost's Domain. As for you, you're even weaker. What can you do? They might as well kill you and have freedom from then on."
Yuan Huan explained.
Lu Ming nodded silently. It was normal for Yuan Cong and the others to have such thoughts.
"However, as long as you can pass the ninth level of the Eighteen Levels of Hell and prove your talent and ability to lead the Dark Ape Battle Tribe to glory, Yuan Cong and the others will listen to you!"
Yuan Huan said.
"Thank you, Patriarch. Lu Ming understands!"
Lu Ming cupped his fists and thanked Yuan Huan before leaving.
Since there was another entrance to the Ghost Realm, there was no need for him to be in a hurry. He would stay here and subdue the Dark Ape Battle Tribe first.
Time flew by.
Before long, it was time for the Eighteen Hells to open.
Yuan Huan, Yuan Cong, Lu Ming, and a large number of Nether Ape Battle Race experts gathered in a flat area.
This place was the rear of the Dark Ape Battle Tribe's territory.
"Open the eighteen levels of hell!"
Yuan Huan said. Immediately, the Dark Ape Battle Clan members stepped forward.
"Open!"
A total of nine warriors of the Dark Ape Battle Clan shouted. Their bodies were covered with a dazzling black light. Then, they slammed their palms heavily on the ground.
Rumble!
The ground actually cracked open, and a pitch-black crack appeared.
Dense Ghost Qi seeped out of the crack.
"Battle Progenitor, the eighteen levels of hell have been opened. Every level of hell is filled with countless ghosts, and each level has a 'king'. You can only pass if you kill the 'king' of each level. Then, the entrance to the next level will appear!"
"If you don't kill the 'king' of each level of hell, the entrance to the next level won't appear!"
Yuan Huan explained.
"How much time do I have?"
Lu Ming asked.
"There is no time limit. As long as you can pass the Nine Levels of Hell, you can spend as much time as you want!"
Yuan Cong said as he walked over.
"I can spend as much time as I want?"
Lu Ming was slightly taken aback. This was beyond his expectations. He thought that there would be a time limit.
"Because there is no fixed time limit for each level of hell. It is normal for some to spend thousands of years to pass one level. It is normal for people to spend tens of thousands of years to pass all nine levels of hell. Therefore, there is no time limit. No matter how long you spend, your ultimate goal is to pass the Nine Levels of Hell. However, no matter how long it takes, we will wait!"
Yuan Cong said with a cold expression.
"Tens of thousands of years?"
Lu Ming muttered.
It seemed like it would not be easy to pass the Nine Levels of Hell.
Moreover, he did not have that much time to waste here. He had to pass the Nine Levels of Hell within 180 years. He still had to participate in the Great Void Imperial Academy's examination.
"Battle Ancestor, take this jade talisman!"
At this moment, Yuan Huan took out a jade talisman and handed it to Lu Ming.
"This is …"
Lu Ming took it and was a little surprised.
"The Eighteen Levels of Hell are very special. The lower you go, the stronger you will be. If you encounter any danger and you are no match for them, you can crush this jade talisman and it will send you out!"
"At the same time, you can inject a strand of your aura into the jade talisman. We will know if you are alive or dead!"
Yuan Huan said.
Lu Ming understood. This jade talisman could save his life at a critical moment. At the same time, it could also detect whether he was alive or dead.
If he died in there, Yuan Huan, Yuan Cong, and the others would not have to wait. Otherwise, if Lu Ming died in there, wouldn't they have to wait here for nothing?
Lu Ming took the jade talisman and injected a strand of his aura into it.
"Battle Ancestor, remember, you can only pass if you kill the 'king' of each level!"
Yuan Huan reminded again.
"Okay!"
Lu Ming nodded. He then took a step forward and dashed into the fissure.
Hu hu hu …
As soon as he rushed into the crack, the ghostly aura was like a gale blowing against Lu Ming's face.
Lu Ming covered his body with a layer of divine power and quickly flew down. Not long after, Lu Ming seemed to have passed through a thin film and arrived in a huge underground world.
When Lu Ming arrived in this world, the crack on the outside closed up and disappeared. On the ground, a stone tower appeared.
This stone tower was only as tall as a person and had a total of eighteen levels.
At this moment, the top level was shining brightly.
This stone tower represented the Eighteen Levels of Hell. Whichever level one was on, that level would light up.
They had seen it from the outside and roughly knew the situation.
Yuan Huan and the others sat cross-legged in the air and waited quietly.
They had lived for countless years. Waiting for tens of thousands of years was as simple as eating and drinking to them. They had plenty of patience.
"Is this the first level of the Eighteen Levels of Hell?"
Lu Ming stood in the air and looked around.
Between heaven and earth, everything was gray and boundless. It gave off a depressing feeling and lacked vitality.
"Every level has a Ghost King. Where is the Ghost King? Looks like I have to find it myself!"
Lu Ming pondered, then randomly chose a direction and rushed forward.
He did not have enough time. He only had 180 years at most. He could not afford to waste any time.
Hu hu hu …
Lu Ming had not flown far when there were gusts of sinister wind blowing between heaven and earth. Following that, there were shrill screams.
"Give me your life!"
A scream was heard. Then, a black shadow pounced at Lu Ming with shocking speed.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
