Mutual deception and deception
"When I arrived here, the black gas disappeared. I'm afraid it has something to do with the Dao Yan Divine Shackles on the bronze coffin. The veined patterns on it might be able to restrain the ability of the King Corpse in the coffin, causing the black gas he controlled to be unable to wreak havoc in this place. Tenax and the rest chose to let the three Masters of Creation in, hoping that the aura of the three Masters of Creation could not attract the King Corpse's attention, and sneak into this place quietly …"
After figuring this out, Ning Qi ignored the Yuan Venerate Slayer and headed straight for the bronze coffin.
The bronze coffin was silent for a while before it spoke again. However, this time, the voice sounded a little anxious.
"Human Clan cultivator, state your conditions. As long as you help me sever the Dao Yan Divine Lock, I can agree to any condition!"
Ning Qi's footsteps paused slightly.
"Can you really promise me anything?"
Ning Qi said with a faint smile.
"Whether it's cultivation methods, spiritual weapons, or elixirs, I can give them all to you. If you let me out, I'll tell you the location of the treasury that I hid. I'll give everything inside to you!"
"I'm afraid I won't be able to use these things even if I have the life to take them."
Ning Qi smiled.
His opponent could control the black gas and force him to flee without being able to fight back. If he really broke out of the bronze coffin, he would probably be able to suppress Ning Qi with just one finger.
"I have always been a man of my words!"
There was a hint of anger in the man's voice.
"How about this, those zombies in the Valley of the Dead are all your subordinates, right? In order to prove your sincerity, call your subordinates over and let me chop them to death. "
Ning Qi laughed.
"… What does that mean to you?"
"Don't worry about it. Maybe I just don't like the sight of zombies. Since they're already dead, why are they still being controlled by you in this world? I might as well do a good deed and send them on their way …"
Ning Qi smiled.
"Alright! However, they can't get close to this place. You have to walk a thousand feet away. "
"No problem."
Ning Qi turned around and left. His actions caused the fellow in the bronze coffin to heave a sigh of relief. At the same time, he was puzzled. Why was his request so strange? However, as long as the Corpse King Token was not taken away by the other party, then he would have a chance. What he was most afraid of was that the other party would disregard everything and directly take away the Corpse King Token. In the future, even if he managed to escape, he would be restricted by the existence of the Corpse King Token!
Roar!
Roars could be heard from all directions. One after another, ferocious-looking zombies rushed towards Ning Qi like an army of zombies. Not only were there walking corpses, but there were also walking corpses, flying corpses, and bronze-armored corpses. However, Ning Qi did not see any existences above the bronze-armored corpses. There were only two reasons for this. One was that the being in the bronze coffin was unwilling to give up. After all, a zombie with the power of an Eight Calamities Creator could not be cultivated in a short period of time.
Secondly, there was only one in the Valley of the Dead, and it had been killed by Ning Qi. This possibility wasn't great. That person had been suppressed here for who knew how many years, so how could he have only cultivated one?
"Ding! Congratulations to host for successfully killing a zombie. You have been awarded 1 Creation Point! "
"Ding!"
Ning Qi did not refuse any of the Zombies that approached him. With the assistance of the one in the bronze coffin, killing these Zombies became much easier than before. It was as if he had activated a cheat to grind for levels. It was a pleasure.
On the Attribute Panel, the number of Creation Points was increasing rapidly. Soon, it broke through the six thousand mark, then seven thousand, eight thousand …
After an unknown period of time, when even Ning Qi felt that his arms were a little numb, his Creation Points had broken through to nine thousand. With only one thousand more, he could advance again!
At this time, the number of zombies was decreasing rapidly.
"Human Clan cultivator, all the zombies in the Valley of the Dead have died in your hands. There are only a few left … Can you … cut off the Dao Yan Divine Chains for me?"
A few scattered zombies walked towards Ning Qi. Their aura was very weak, and they were only at the level of a Wandering Corpse. Ning Qi's eyes fell on these few Wandering Corpses and suddenly turned to leave.
In the next moment, these Wandering Corpses exploded instantly. The black gas hidden in their bodies whizzed towards Ning Qi. However, Ning Qi had already walked into the range of the bronze coffin. When the black gas reached there, it immediately dissipated between heaven and earth.
"Senior, you're not being honest."
Ning Qi looked at the bronze coffin and smiled. "You said that you would kill all the zombies in the Valley of the Dead for me. Why did you hold back? Not only was the number of zombies wrong, but you also planned to sneak attack me? "
The bronze coffin was silent for a while. "Human Clan cultivator, I admit that you're not simple … From the beginning, I knew that you had another purpose. You're not being honest either!"
It paused for a while. "How did you find out about my trick?"
"If I say it's my sense of crisis, would you believe me?"
Ning Qi smiled.
When those zombies approached him just now, Ning Qi suddenly felt a sense of urgency in his heart, as if there was a crisis that could kill him in front of him. Ning Qi then turned around decisively. As expected, the one in the bronze coffin was waiting for Ning Qi to lose his vigilance and kill him suddenly.
"Sense of crisis?"
The bronze coffin was silent for a while. "Human Clan cultivator, what do you want exactly? Even if you take away my Zombie King Token, you won't be able to refine it with your cultivation. I can feel that there are four Nine Tribulation Creators outside the Valley of the Dead. If you take it, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave this place alive. Why don't you make a deal with me … "
Four Nine Tribulation Creators?
Joyful Demon Venerable and Tenacious Donkey. Apart from these two, there are still two Nine Tribulation Creators hiding? Which two of the seven major sects are they?
Ning Qi's eyes moved slightly, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. If Joyful Demon Venerable and Tenacious Donkey didn't discover the two Nine Tribulation Creators, then the one in the bronze coffin might be even stronger than Tenacious Donkey. If he was released, he might be able to make Dao Yan Immortal Emperor flustered …
"What deal?"
Ning Qi smiled.
"You can take away the Zombie King Token, but you have to let me out. I can help you stop the four Nine Tribulation Creators. When you have a request in the future, you can come and see me with the Zombie King Token. What do you think of this deal?"
"I'm afraid the first person you want to kill when you come out will be me."
Ning Qi sneered.
"I can make a Heavenly Dao Blood Oath."
"Then do it."
… …
Outside the Valley of the Dead, the young man's face showed a trace of impatience, but Joyful Demon Venerable was very calm. Since he no longer had the chance to take away the Zombie King Token for his own use, he just treated it as a show.
"The day of extreme Yang is about to pass …"
Many cultivators were very happy. As long as this day passed, they wouldn't have to face the threat from that young man anymore.
"Brother Xuan Bei, don't blame me …"
Void Butcher looked at the Valley of the Dead and muttered in his heart. In his opinion, Ning Qi had probably died in there after not appearing for so long.
"Eh, there's a red cloud?"
A rolling red cloud appeared in the sky above the Valley of the Dead.
"Heavenly Dao Blood Oath? That guy is making a deal with the Zombie King, damn it! "
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