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Chapter 650

Words:1783Update:22/07/01 04:56:43

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However, the heavens didn't disappoint those who persevered. She finally did it. She didn't disappoint Ye Xuan's expectations. At this moment, she knelt three times and kowtowed nine times as she walked towards the Nüwa Palace. This was because she was about to be accepted as a disciple by the Nüwa. She was about to complete the task given to her by Ye Xuan.

"Martial Uncle, Xue Ji didn't disappoint you!"

Xue Fengge's heart was trembling and she was shouting excitedly in her heart. However, she was still very sincere in the outside world and didn't show any excitement.

… …

The water of the River of Forgetfulness flowed slowly from the east to the west. The murky river and pale white bones rose and fell one after another in the water of the River of Forgetfulness. There were also countless wails of the dead.

The dark sky, the blood-red sun of the underworld, and the howling of the chilly wind all over the sky converged to form a gloomy and terrifying scene. There were even ghost soldiers and ghost generals traversing the void. There were also Black and White Impermanence whipping the dead and shouting angrily.

On the River of Forgetfulness.

In a vast and boundless arena, the Ten Kings of Hell were guarding the eight directions. There was also a majestic figure sitting cross-legged high in the sky, slightly overlooking the vast arena below.

On the arena.

Ghost Immortals were roaring and yin spirits were roaring. Ghost Immortals were bursting out one after another. Ghost Immortals could be seen turning into black smoke from time to time.

"Kill!"

Ghost Immortals roared and their killing intent soared to the sky. A black-robed man with a Nine Yin Venomous Immortal Sword in his hand could be seen. God knows how many Ghost Immortals were killed with every slash of his sword.

"Huang Youcai, you want to become the last disciple of the Great Emperor? You're daydreaming. Today, I'll let your soul scatter here."

A Great Firmament Ghost Immortal radiated boundless yin light from his body. Behind him, a large number of followers surrounded the black-robed man. The black-robed man was only an Allheaven Golden Immortal. He was no match for this Great Firmament Ghost Immortal. At this moment, facing so many people besieging him, there was no doubt that he would die.

Huang Youcai's body was covered by a dark light. His figure was slender and tall, and the Nine Yin Poisonous Immortal Sword was blooming with green light. At this moment, he was staring at the Great All-Embracing Ghost Immortal in front of him viciously.

This was a competition. There was no so-called fairness, victory, or defeat. Only those who could survive in the arena could become the disciple of Fengdu Ghost Emperor.

Fifteen thousand eight hundred years!

Huang Youcai had waited for a total of 15,800 years. He had continuously developed his own forces in the Underworld, and he had done everything he could to improve his cultivation.

Today, he finally stepped into this arena. As long as he could kill the Ghost Immortal of the Great All-Embracing Heaven and his subordinates, he could become the last disciple of the Emperor of Feng Du.

However, in the face of a Ghost Immortal of the Great All-Embracing Heaven, even if he used all his tricks, he could not be the opponent of this Ghost Immortal of the Great All-Embracing Heaven.

"Go to hell!"

Although Huang Youcai was only in the Great All-Embracing Heaven Golden Immortal Realm, the Ghost Immortal of the Great All-Embracing Heaven regarded Huang Youcai as a great enemy. He did not have any contempt in his heart. It was only because Huang Youcai's means were strange, and all kinds of vicious moves were endless. He had once suffered a great loss in the hands of Huang Youcai. If his cultivation was not in the Great All-Embracing Heaven Realm, he was afraid that he would have died in the hands of Huang Youcai.

The souls of the dead screamed, and the dark light filled the sky. Dozens of Ghost Immortals swarmed up, and all kinds of Ghost Dao techniques blasted toward Huang Youcai. The Ghost Immortal of the Great All-Embracing Heaven condensed the most powerful technique. His whole body turned into a cold ghost knife, and violently slashed toward Huang Youcai.

There was no way out, and there was no way out.

Huang Youcai held the Nine Yin Poisonous Immortal Sword in his hand, and his eyes flickered with blood-red light, containing an extremely terrifying madness.

"You want to kill Lao Tzu? Then let's die together."

Huang Youcai roared to the sky. His crazy voice made the River of Forgetfulness churn. His Ghost Immortal body was shining, and the Nine Yin Poisonous Immortal Sword in his hand was rioting.

"Mad … Madman … You're a madman!"

Such a scene directly made the Ghost Immortal of the Great All-Embracing Heaven roar in horror. His figure that was charging toward Huang Youcai retreated rapidly, because Huang Youcai had chosen to self-detonate the Nine Yin Poisonous Immortal Sword with his own body. This was simply a method of mutual destruction.

"Haha!"

Huang Youcai laughed wildly. His body was violently swelling, like a rubber ball that was about to explode. The Nine Yin Poisonous Immortal Sword was shaking violently, and an unimaginably terrifying force was spreading out.

"Enough!"

Suddenly, a majestic voice came from the sky. A vast dark light fell on Huang Youcai's body, directly suppressing his self-detonating body.

Rumble!

The Emperor of Feng Du, covered in ghost fog, was surrounded by the light of the Sage-to-be. He silently glanced at Huang Youcai, who was constantly gasping for breath in the arena, and then nodded slightly.

"The name Huang Youcai is too unpleasant to hear. I'll give you a name. From now on, you'll be called Huang Mozhi."

Huang Youcai, no, he should be called Huang Mozhi. He knelt on the arena and kowtowed to the Emperor of Feng Du. With an excited expression, he said, "Thank you for the name, Emperor."

"Mozhi, you're wrong. You should call him Master." King Yanluo laughed and kindly reminded him.

"Disciple Huang Mozhi greets Master." Huang Mozhi said excitedly and kowtowed three times to the Emperor of Feng Du.

"Emperor, this person hasn't won yet. How can you …?"

The Ghost Immortal of the Great All-Embracing Heaven woke up from his daze and said unwillingly. But before he could finish his words, the Emperor of Feng Du in the sky turned his eyes and a dark light fell, directly turning the Ghost Immortal of the Great All-Embracing Heaven into black smoke.

"In terms of means, you're not ruthless enough. In terms of courage, you're afraid of death. Although you're a Ghost Immortal of the Great All-Embracing Heaven, how can you be my disciple?" The Emperor of Feng Du said coldly, causing the entire place to be dead silent. No one dared to make any sound.

"Huang Mozhi, I'll give you a Triple Yin Ghost Elixir to heal your injuries. Come and see me at the Feng Du Palace in seven days." The Emperor of Feng Du said in a low voice and quietly disappeared into the sky.

"Mozhi respectfully sends Master off!"

Huang Mozhi kowtowed sincerely. He only got up slowly from the ground when the Emperor of Feng Du had gone far away.

"Fellow Mo Zhi, from now on, you are the last disciple of the Great Emperor. If there is anything you need our help with in the future, you only need to let us know." The Ten Yama Kings smiled and greeted Huang Mo Zhi one after another. Clearly, they were trying to curry favor with him.

Huang Mozhi also responded with a smile and was extremely humble. However, no one could see that there was a flash of passion in Huang Mozhi's eyes. His fists were slightly clenched, and he didn't even realize that his nails were digging into his palms. This also proved how excited he was in his heart.

"Sir, Fatso Huang didn't let you down. I've finally become the last disciple of the Emperor of Feng Du."

Huang Mozhi roared crazily in his heart, but on the surface, he was still smiling at the Ten Kings of Hell. He appeared even more humble and polite, so no one could notice anything unusual about him.

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