At some unknown time, Deep Demon's Heavenly Dao had vanished, suppressed by the massive bronze throne. Beneath the bronze throne, an aura that shook the world caused Deep Demon to be unable to move. As for Deep Demon's supreme treasure, the sickle, it had strangely left his right hand and fell into Wang Bei's hand!
Wang Bei was now in a victorious state. The huge bronze throne displayed its supreme divine might as it charged towards the Nether Demon below.
"No, I don't believe it!" Ming Mo roared.
When the skeletons saw Skeleton King being suppressed, they were all tempted.
"No one is allowed to be impudent!" A legacy elder said to the skeletons behind him.
With the legacy elder's order, the skeletons calmed down.
The outcome was decided. Ming Mo had lost completely!
561 Gu Xian and 19 Zu Xian. In the end, they were weakened by Zhong Shan and the rest. In the blink of an eye, Ming Mo was all alone and was suppressed by Wang Bei!
"It's useless if you don't believe it. You've lost. I said that I would return. I will take back everything that belongs to me!" Wang Bei said coldly.
"Hong ~ ~ ~ ~ ~!"
The bronze throne landed and became two hundred feet tall. It suppressed Ming Mo, who was ten feet tall, to the ground. On the ground, countless bones were arranged in a strange formation, immobilizing Ming Mo.
"I've lost. I was wrong. King, I was wrong. Please let me go. I'm willing to sign a slave contract. King, please let me go!" Ming Mo suddenly cried out in fear.
Seeing how terrified Nether Demon was and how submissive he was, countless Skeleton Race experts were in an uproar.
"No need!" Wang Bei said coldly.
"Hong ~ ~ ~ ~ ~!"
The powerful bronze throne pressed down. With a loud bang, Ming Mo's skeletons were crushed.
"No, don't ~ ~ ~ ~!"
Ming Mo roared in fear. Unfortunately, it was too late. Under the bronze throne, Ming Mo was crushed.
The heavens and earth fell silent. Wang Bei grabbed the sickle and touched it gently, "Old friend, thank you for bearing the humiliation for so many years!"
As he spoke, the huge sickle suddenly trembled. It was excited and happy. This was the weapon spirit of the sickle. The weapon spirit had its own thoughts? All the experts were astonished.
As the sickle trembled, a large amount of black gas was released. It was obviously the mark left by the Nether Demon. Then, it rushed into Wang Ku's palm and disappeared.
On the ground, the Nether Demon was crushed by the bronze throne. That huge crown suddenly turned into a golden energy and dissipated. Above Wang Bei's head, a circle of golden energy suddenly gathered and slowly formed an exquisite crown.
The Underworld Demon was dead, and a new king was born!
"Greetings, new King!" The four Legacy Elders said respectfully.
"Greetings, new king!" The other four purple-robed elders immediately said respectfully.
"Greetings to the new king!"
"Greetings to the new king!"
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Countless skeletons also slowly knelt down.
A new King had been born. No, the previous King had become the new King. The previous King was indeed incomparably powerful. He had actually managed to turn the tide in such a dangerous situation. The powerhouses of the Skeleton Race had all accepted the new King!
In all directions, more and more skeletons were kneeling! More and more!
Countless skeletons knelt down and kowtowed, and it seemed to radiate throughout the entire Skeleton Border.
"Greetings to the new King!"
The entire Skeleton Border was filled with voices of respect. The powerful momentum seemed to have changed the weather of the Skeleton Border. Endless dark clouds churned non-stop. It seemed like they were all congratulating the new King.
The two Red Robed Zu Xian looked at each other and did not make a move. Wang Ku had become the new King. Naturally, he would not welcome the two of them.
"Chung Holy King, we will take our leave!" One of the Red Robed Zu Xian said.
"En!" Zhong Shan nodded.
The two Red Robed Zu Xian's figures flashed and shot into the distance. In the blink of an eye, they disappeared in front of all the skeletons.
The eight elders of the Skeleton Race looked at them coldly, but none of them stopped them in the end!
On the ground, Jun Moli's injuries had healed a lot. He stood up and glared at Zhong Shan with hatred. Finally, he stepped forward and flew into the distance.
After all, having a powerful backer would bring about great convenience. None of the Skeleton Race stopped him.
As for Zhong Shan, he did not look at Jun Moli anymore. Instead, he was immersed in the joy of this great victory.
In the distance, the four elders waved their hands and opened up the urn world.
Once the urn world opened, the experts inside all rushed out.
When the six elders of the Skeleton Race heard the cheers outside, they instantly understood what had happened. Wang Ku had won. Ming Mo had lost!
Looking at the crown on Wang Ku's head, the six elders were stunned. How could this be?
"The King has won. The King has defeated that traitor! Long live the King! "You Shan shouted excitedly.
You Shui and You Chuan also nodded. When the forty-five Skeleton Race prisoners saw Wang Ku's great victory, they knew that their glory was coming. They also shouted excitedly.
The Golden Roc quickly flew in front of Zhong Shan. He was still in disbelief.
This was a moment of celebration. The Golden Roc did not ask anything.
Wang Ku had regained the throne and regained control of the Skeleton Race. He had obtained the recognition of the four elders and their disciples. In the end, the remaining six elders, under the pressure of Wang Ku and the other elders, finally acknowledged Wang Ku's existence. A new King had been born.
With the birth of a new King, there had to be a coronation. Zhong Shan was unable to participate in such an internal matter of the Skeleton Race. He and the Golden Roc were arranged to stay in a palace outside the Skeleton Border. Of course, this was also suggested by Zhong Shan.
The entire world celebrated. The change of dynasty in the Skeleton Race. This was perhaps the most important matter in the Skeleton Race's hundreds of thousands of years.
Half a month later, Wang Ku met Zhong Shan again.
In a large hall. Only Zhong Shan and Wang Ku were present. The doors of the hall were tightly shut.
The two stood face to face. Suddenly, Wang Ku bowed respectfully and said, "Your subject, Wang Ku, greets the Holy King!"
Only Wang Ku's voice could be heard in the hall. Zhong Shan did not speak. Instead, he looked at Wang Ku seriously. After a while, he said, "You still recognize the Daikon State?"
"Yes, your subject is a subject of the Daikon State. I, Wang Ku, am not an ungrateful person. Without the Daikon State, there would be no Skeleton King today!" Wang Ku said solemnly.
"Not comprehensive!" Zhong Shan shook his head.
Looking at Zhong Shan, Wang Ku said again, "Your subject believes in the Daikon State!"
"Oh?" Zhong Shan said indifferently.
"Your subject believes in the Daikon State. The Holy King is the most special person this subject has ever met. He is also the strongest person. Moreover, your subject believes in the Daikon State's potential. Your subject believes that the Daikon State will definitely become the Heavenly Court in the future. The Holy King will also become the Heavenly Emperor, and he will be the strongest Heavenly Emperor. The world is in chaos, and your subject has read through the ancient records. When the world is in chaos, there will be endless wars. During the chaos, even Saints will fall easily, and races will be wiped out at any time. During the chaos, many races were wiped out. The Skeleton Race may seem glorious, but it will decline after the peak of prosperity. This is an unchanging principle. Wang Ku is now the Skeleton King. For the sake of the entire Skeleton Race, I hope that the Skeleton Race will stand on the same front as the Daikon State.
Zhong Shan looked at Wang Ku and finally nodded.
"Your subject, Wang Ku, greets the Holy King!" Wang Ku bowed again.
"Good. The Daikon State is fortunate to have you!" Zhong Shan stepped forward and helped Wang Ku up.
Wang Ku was a King who understood the big picture. Zhong Shan was also grateful for Wang Ku's decisiveness. At this time, although he was a subject, Zhong Shan no longer casually sent scouts. After all, although Wang Ku was a subject, he already had enough status. If he wanted to send scouts as he pleased again, his status in the Daikon State had to rise again. This was an unchanging rule.
"561 Gu Xian. I have already given them to you. You can subdue them on your own!"
"Yes, not only Gu Xian, but also Zu Xian of the Skeleton Tribe. Your subject also needs to subdue their hearts as soon as possible. Your subject will not be able to return to the Daikon State with the Holy King soon!" Wang Ku thought for a while and said.
"Stabilizing the hearts of the Skeleton Tribe's experts is something a 'King' must do. If you don't want to return to the Daikon State, then don't return for the time being. During this time, help me hold back the northern territories!" Zhong Shan said solemnly.
"The Holy King is preparing to make a move on the southern part of the Northern Continent?" Wang Ku thought for a while and asked.
"Yes, I have already made the preparations. The south will make a move first. You hold back the northern territories. Once the south is pacified, we will attack the northern territories together!" Zhong Shan nodded.
"Yes!" Wang Ku said with slight admiration.
Unifying the Northern Continent. When the Holy King was in Gu Xian, he had already planned to unify the Northern Continent. This was the first time in history, right?
"Holy King, your subject will not return to the Daikon State. The Holy King can take Youshan, Youshui, and Youchuan away!" Wang Ku said.
"Oh?"
"I still need to subdue the other Zu Xian for the time being. As for these three, although they are seriously injured, they were definitely experts among the Zu Xian in the past. As long as the Clay Bodhisattva sends them to the depths of the Land of Five Turbidity, they will be able to recover from their injuries in no time," Wang Ku said solemnly.
"Yes!"
"Moreover, I have already explained my relationship with the Daikon State to them in detail. They have always been loyal to me and agree with me. For the time being, they will follow the Holy King and wait for his orders!" Wang Ku said.
"Youshan, Youshui, and Youchuan!" Zhong Shan nodded.
"They are all staunch people. Since they have agreed, they will not betray the Holy King. Rest assured, Holy King!" Wang Ku solemnly promised.
"I trust you. Alright, you can focus on subduing the Skeleton Tribe. I will bring them back to the Daikon State!" Zhong Shan nodded.
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Zhong Shan and Wang Ku talked in secret for three days and three nights. During this time, the two of them talked a lot. Finally, they reached a consensus and opened the door.
Outside the door, the Golden Roc, Youshan, Youshui, and Youchuan were guarding the door out of boredom.
Seeing the door open, the Golden Roc's eyes lit up slightly.
"Why did you talk for so long?" The Golden Roc immediately asked.
"Get ready. We will return to the court soon!" Zhong Shan said.
"Youshan, Youshui, Youchuan, remember what I said!" Wang Ku said to the three skeletons.
"Yes!" Youshan, Youshui, and Youchuan nodded.
"Greetings, Holy King!" The three powerhouses said respectfully.
The Golden Roc was slightly surprised. Then, he looked at Wang Ku strangely. It can't be. You have already become the king of a tribe and you have more than ten Zu Xian under you. You still want to serve the Daikon State?
"Yes!" Zhong Shan nodded and accepted the three powerhouses.
"Alright, let's go!" Zhong Shan said again.
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