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Chapter 302

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The Asura Path's people's expressions all changed. Xue Wanlu was startled, and then he laughed loudly. "Master of the Six Paths? Yin Wangyao, you are so arrogant. Ever since the Six Paths of Evil was born, it has always been the Heavenly Dao. You dare to break this rule? "

"Rules exist because there is a force behind them that can make others follow them." Yin Wangyao laughed strangely and mocked, "In the past, this force was the Heavenly Dao. But now that the Heavenly Dao's inheritance has been broken, the so-called rules are meaningless. It is time to change."

"So you want to set a new rule?" Xue Wanlu's red eyes looked like they could spit fire.

"Why not?" Yin Wangyao asked back.

Xue Wanlu said angrily, "A hundred years ago, the Six Paths fought with their lives, but you faked your death and escaped. Thirty years ago, Di Lingtian reignited the Six Paths Sacred Fire and gathered the Six Paths again, but you hid in the Ghost Realm for a hundred years. Now you want to change the rules of the Six Paths. What right do you have?"

"What right? Didn't you already say the answer? " Yin Wangyao laughed and slapped the armrest. His eyes were as cold as a knife. "Because I hid in the Ghost Realm for a hundred years!"

"Pa!" The slap on the armrest made a solid sound. The energy spread along with the sound wave as if it was sending an order.

The ghost soldiers turned at the same time, stomped their feet, hit their shields with their swords, and pointed their spears at the ground.

"Pa!" in response to Yin Wangyao. There were thousands of ghost soldiers, but they only let out a single sound! The murderous aura of the soldiers swept up the stands like a wave. The people of Shura Path all changed their expressions.

The ghost cultivators of the Infernal Realm were proficient in controlling ghosts and controlling souls. Usually, a ghost cultivator with a low cultivation could massacre a village and control a ghost army of close to a hundred. However, quality was more important than quantity. The ghost army they controlled was often empty in appearance and could only scare the ignorant mortals. When faced with a real expert, they were like clay chickens and pottery dogs, unable to withstand a single blow.

That was why the people of the Asura Path had looked down on the Ghost Army before this. It was only now that the Ghost Army revealed a murderous aura that made their hearts tremble. The Ghost Army in front of them was completely different from the motley crew they had seen in the past!

Yin Wangyao was very satisfied with the Asura Path's expression. He smiled as if he was looking at the harvest that he had sown for a hundred years.

A hundred years ago, Daoli Heaven was destroyed, and the huge space-time vortex formed by the collapse of the Grotto-Heaven swept away countless people of the Six Dao. Yin Wangyao escaped the disaster with his profound cultivation, but just as he escaped from Daoli Heaven, he fell into the trap of the righteous people who had been waiting for him for a long time. In the end, he had no choice but to fake his death to escape, leaving only a trace of his remnant soul to drift into the Ghost Realm.

He, who used to be the top expert of the Ghost Path, could only be a wandering soul of the lowest level when he only had a wisp of remnant soul left. He was cautious and trembling with fear. He was as fierce as a wolf when he was devouring his own kind, but he was as humble as a dog when he was avoiding being devoured by a stronger soul body. 【Love ↑ Go △ Small ↓ Say △ Net

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After ten years, he had devoured countless souls before he repaired his damaged soul body.

Another ten years passed before he regained his former strength and rebuilt his physical body.

After that, he gathered his old subordinates and built the Nether Ghost City in the Ghost Realm sixty years ago. When the ghost city was built, it was naturally feared by all parties in the Ghost Realm. It was targeted, attacked, and destroyed, but it was rebuilt again and again from the ruins. Finally, the other Ghost Kings in the Ghost Realm realized that attacking the city was not worth it, so they turned a blind eye to its existence. Only then did the Nether Ghost City finally stand firm.

After that, he turned his attention back to the Yang World. However, in order to prevent the righteous people from realizing that he was still alive, they did not dare to make any big moves. They only took advantage of the opening of the Ghost Gate every year to plunder some living people back as' raw materials' to refine the ghost army. Thirty years ago, his ghost army had reached a certain scale. That year, Di Lingtian reignited the Six Paths Sacred Fire and reunited the Six Paths. Many of the Six Paths Daoists who had been in hibernation for many years were summoned and reappeared. However, the Yin Wangyao hid in the dark Ghost Realm and did not make a move.

It had been a hundred years. Yang Guang was dead, Jiu Zi Ghost Mother was dead, Wei You Hun was dead, Xue Baikui was dead, Di Lingtian was dead, and Li Yu was dead. When they were alive, they were kings, witches, warriors, heroes, and evil followers. They were famous for a time when they were alive, but they were all dead.

But the Yin Wangyao, who everyone thought was dead, was still alive. Not only was he alive, he would soon lead his ghost army to tell the world this truth!

Looking at the shocked faces of the Asura Dao people, the Yin Wangyao could not help but laugh. He liked to see people like this, and he could not wait to kill his way back to the Yang World to see more people like this. His laughter was like an owl's, echoing loudly.

Xue Wanlu's blood was boiling, but it was not because of the Yin Wangyao's laughter. Instead, it was because he was burning with anger and his fighting spirit was boiling. The Yin Wangyao's intention was clear. He wanted to force the Asura Dao to surrender. If they wanted to get out of this predicament, the only way was to capture the leader!

Xue Wanlu, who cultivated the Asura Dao, was bloodthirsty and battle-hungry, but he was not completely reckless. According to the etiquette between the host and the guest, the people from the Human Path and the Asura Dao were seated on the highest platform. The Hell Path only had the Yin Wangyao sitting on the main seat. If they could take down the Yin Wangyao before the Hell Path cultivators came to their rescue, they would be able to force the ghost army to hold back.

Xue Wanlu signaled Xue Qian Qiu with his eyes, and at the same time, a blood red spear appeared. The spear was like a blood dragon emerging from the sea, tyrannical and overbearing.

Although he was 30 years old, his temperament and bone structure were the most suitable to cultivate the Asura Dao. Now, he was already the second strongest in the Asura Dao. He chose to attack when the Yin Wangyao's laughter was at its peak. He was very confident about this attack. Even if he could not take down the Yin Wangyao in one move, he would definitely be able to make him panic. But other than the above reasons, the most important reason was that his uncle, the number one expert in the Asura Dao, Xue Qian Qiu, also moved at the same time! The red robe turned into a blood shadow and attacked the Yin Wangyao together with him.

"Haha, they are fighting. They're fighting. It's a good show! " He originally thought that the Hell Path, Asura Dao, and Human Path would be more troublesome to save the people. Who knew that they would fight first? He was very happy.

"They won't fight. What kind of show is this? It can't even be considered the opening! "The dirty weirdo said in disdain.

Just as the weirdo finished speaking, he saw that the situation did not develop in the direction that Ying Feiyang expected. Xue Wanlu's spear stopped a few inches before the Yin Wangyao's chest, but it was stopped by a pair of hands. And the owner of those hands was Xue Qian Qiu!

"Uncle, you!" Xue Wanlu looked at Xue Qian Qiu in shock.

Xue Qian Qiu looked at another person, the Human Path's Dao Master, Yan Shiyuan.

Since the Yin Wangyao appeared, Yan Shiyuan had not said a word. Whether it was the Yin Wangyao's arrogant words or the ghost army's power, he was not moved at all. If Yan Shiyuan's strength was not enough to ignore the Yin Wangyao and the ghost army, there was only one explanation.

"The Human Path has always been the most loyal protector of the Heavenly Path. But Dao Master Yan, when did you side with the Hell Path?" Xue Qian Qiu asked coldly.

Xue Wanlu immediately understood that Yin Wangyao dared to appear between the Asura Path and the Human Path not because he was careless, but because the Human Path had colluded with Yin Wangyao since the beginning.

Yan Shiyuan smiled, "The Master of the Heavenly Path is dead, the Heavenly Decay Technique is lost. Even if Shiyuan is loyal, who can he give his loyalty to?"

Xue Qian Qiu pressed Xue Wanlu's spear down and looked at the ghost army below. He sighed, "It's a pity that when Di Lingtian reformed the Six Paths 30 years ago, he did not have this ghost army to help him. Otherwise, the Heavenly Path's inheritance might not have been lost."

Yan Shiyuan shook his head, "Brother Qian Qiu said that I am good at fanning the flames, but you are not any worse than me when it comes to sowing discord!"

Yin Wangyao laughed enough and regained his cold expression, "Nephew Qian Qiu, don't waste your energy trying to sow discord. Di Lingtian? Hmph, Li Li Heaven has been destroyed for a hundred years, the Pure Sky Sacrificial Altar no longer exists. Even though he has learned the Heavenly Decay Technique, he has not been purified by the Heavenly Enlightenment Power of the Pure Sky Sacrificial Altar. He is just a fake king. Even if Di Lingtian comes back to life, he is not worth my life! "

Hearing the people below mention the Pure Sky Sacrificial Altar, Ying Feiyang couldn't help but pay attention. The Pure Sky Sacrificial Altar was still in the realm created by the Universe Shattering Sword and the Universe Destroyer Saber. He then asked, "Senior, what are the Heavenly Decay Technique and the Heavenly Enlightenment Power?"

The strange man answered, "The Buddhist scriptures say that the celestials are pure and detached from the mortal world, the closest to Buddha. But once they are infected by the mortal world, their body will be tainted with turbid Qi, and their heart will fall. The five signs of decay will appear, which are dirty clothes, withering hair, sweating armpits, smelly body, and unhappy self. The Heavenly Decay Technique is an absolute art named after this, and it has always been passed down from the Heavenly Dao. Qi is divided into clear and turbid, and most cultivators in the world cultivate clear Qi, but the Heavenly Decay Technique is the opposite. It cultivates turbid Qi, but light comes from darkness, and purity comes from filth. When cultivated to the extreme, it will turn from turbid to clear, until the cultivator reaches the celestial level. What's more amazing is that once cultivated to this level, it can even cause the True Qi in the opponent's body to change from clear to turbid, and even turn the opponent's painstakingly cultivated clear Qi into turbid Qi. Not only will they lose their cultivation, but they will also die a painful and dirty death, which is the sign of the Heavenly Decay Technique. That's why all the righteous cultivators who encounter the Heavenly Decay Technique turn pale. "

"As for what the Heavenly Enlightenment Power is, I'm not too sure. I've only heard rumors that the Pure Sky Sacrificial Altar enshrines a Cereus Epiphyllum, which will bestow the Heavenly Enlightenment Power to those who have the aptitude. If this person cultivates the Heavenly Decay Technique to the extreme, his soul will receive the Heavenly Enlightenment Power, and a memory will be awakened. This memory is the mission of the Lord of the Heavenly Dao, but I don't know what the mission is. Only by cultivating the Heavenly Decay Technique to the extreme and receiving the Heavenly Enlightenment Power can one be called the true Lord of the Heavenly Dao. Otherwise, as Yin Wangyao said, he's just a fake king. Di Lingtian can be considered a hero of his generation. Not only has his Heavenly Decay Technique reached the extreme, but even among the previous Lords of the Heavenly Dao, only a few could stand shoulder to shoulder with him. It's a pity that he lacks the Heavenly Enlightenment Power, so his title is not justified. "

When Ying Feiyang heard this, he couldn't help but be wary. This Pure Sky Sacrificial Altar was indeed a source of trouble. It was not easy for the world to calm down, and if someone learned the Heavenly Decay Technique and entered the Pure Sky Sacrificial Altar to obtain the Heavenly Enlightenment Power, wouldn't the chaos of the Six Paths reappear?

Of course, if he wanted to go to the Pure Sky Sacrificial Altar, he would need to use the Universe Shattering Sword and the Universe Destroyer Saber in Ji Yaoyue's body to join forces to open the small worlds in the swords and sabers. This crime of possessing a precious jade would definitely attract the covetous eyes of the righteous and evil forces, which would bring about countless troubles.

He immediately made up his mind to bury the matter of the Pure Sky Sacrificial Altar in his heart.

On the viewing platform, Xue Qian Qiu and Ying Feiyang were the same, their minds were full of thoughts. After two consecutive defeats, among the Six Paths, the Human Path had the most people. But now that Yin Wangyao had shown his strength, they knew that the Hell Path had more hidden forces. Now that the strongest Human Path and Hell Path had joined forces, the Asura Path, which was already declining in numbers, would definitely not be able to contend against him. Yin Wangyao inviting them to the Ghost Realm was already an overt plot. Whether he came today or not, he would not be able to change the situation.

The Asura Path was filled with violent and warlike people, and the thing they were least afraid of was becoming enemies with others. Therefore, most of them died in the endless battles with the Righteous Path, and the Asura Path also became weaker day by day. But Xue Qian Qiu was different, he knew when to lower his head. He also knew that sometimes, lowering his head could bring him greater benefits than robbing his opponent.

After pressing Xue Wanlu back to his seat and dispelling the tense situation, Xue Qian Qiu said, "Senior Yin, if you want to control your subordinates, you need to know how to use both kindness and power. Now that you have shown your power, I wonder where is the kindness?" Since it was called the Path of Control, it meant that on the surface, the benefits that Yin Wangyao offered could satisfy the Asura Path, and it was not impossible for them to make him their leader.

Yin Wangyao was overjoyed when he heard this, he clapped his hands and said, "Good, nephew Qian Qiu is a straightforward person. I am glad that there is still someone in the Asura Path that I can talk to. Someone, bring my first gift."

At this moment, a ghost cultivator came up to the top and stopped beside Xue Qian Qiu with a tray. When he took the item on the tray, Xue Qian Qiu frowned and moved aside. Xue Wanlu reached out his hand and grabbed the tray.

It was a book in his hand. When Xue Wanlu saw the title, his expression immediately changed, and he shouted, "Burning Blood Massacre God Art!"

Yin Wangyao said proudly, "That's right, it is one of the ultimate arts of the Asura Path, the Burning Blood Massacre God Art. I heard that this ultimate art of the Asura Path has been lost, but the master of the Demon Race accidentally obtained this secret art. I sent my Prison Chief Sang Mei to help the Demon Race in the north, and this Burning Blood Massacre God Art is my thanks. If I can return to the Asura Path now, it will be considered returning to its rightful owner."

Ying Feiyang had personally witnessed the prowess of the Burning Blood Slaughtering God Technique. Who was the master of this technique? Who was he who was fierce, violent, and would not rest until he was dead? Even now, he still felt a lingering fear when he thought about it. He had lost this technique in the Asura Path, and now that he had regained it, the temptation was great.

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