Chapter 2781
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Ning Qi could understand Fei Long's thoughts. He had seen many ghosts in the Underworld who were unwilling to accept their new identities when they died and wanted to return to the human world. However, no ghost could leave the Underworld on their own accord. This rule was like the law of the Heavenly Dao.
Destruction! However, it was the first time that Ning Qi had seen an old ghost like Fei Long, who had stayed in the netherworld for nearly ten thousand years, but still remembered his identity as a living person. For example, Ximen Jing's group of old ghosts, who had only cultivated for two or three thousand years, had completely forgotten their identity as living people. Xi Qi was delighted.
So that they could devour their former clansmen.
"Don't worry. Since I dared to come to the Samsara Temple, I have a ninety-nine percent chance that I won't die."
Ning Qi smiled faintly.
"Ninety-nine percent?"
Fei Long was slightly stunned. The way he looked at Ning Qi changed again. He thought suspiciously, "Could it be that this young man has already surpassed the Nirvana Realm and reached the same realm as the Patriarchs in the Samsara Temple?
"Impossible … It is said that since the Underworld was founded, no ghost has ever cultivated to the level of the Patriarchs, let alone a living person!"
Fei Long immediately overruled his own thoughts. There were ten-thousand-year-old ghosts in the Underworld. There was a group of evil ghosts in the Samsara Temple who specialized in serving the Patriarchs. They had cultivated for at least ten thousand years, but they had not reached the level of the Patriarchs. Five thousand years ago, Fei Long saw an Patriarch kill a thirty-eight-thousand-year-old ghost with his own eyes.
The reason was that the old ghost had stolen a certain treasure from the Samsara Temple in order to break through to the level of the Ancestor!
Before this, existences like him all thought that the 38,000-year-old old ghost was the closest and most likely to become the Patriarch of Samsara Temple. In the end, he died without being able to make a single move. He was suppressed without being able to put up any resistance.
It was not until then that he realized how terrifying the strength of the Patriarchs in the Samsara Temple was!
…
At the same time, just as Ning Qi was walking towards the Samsara Temple, a total of 18 figures were sitting on the ground in the Samsara Temple in the depths of the city. They seemed to be meditating and absorbing essence. One of the figures suddenly opened his eyes, stood up, and walked out.
Outside stood a ten-thousand-year-old ghost whose aura was several times stronger than Fei Long's. When he saw the figure, he immediately said respectfully, "Patriarch, I heard from the people below that a living person has entered the Samsara Hall and killed the commander of the Black Demon Cavalry."
"Wu Yuan? His cultivation base is only eight or nine thousand years. Why do you need to wake me up for something like this? "
That figure looked to be in his thirties. Not only was his aura completely different from the evil spirits in front of him, but he also gave off the aura of a living person.
This was a living person!
The ten thousand years old ghost said in a low voice, "That living person only used one sword to kill Wu Yuan. I feel that this person has an extraordinary background. It is necessary to let the old ancestor make a decision."
"One strike? Interesting. I didn't expect such a powerful cultivator to appear in a place like this. I'd like to go take a look. "
The young man smiled.
…
"This is the Samsara Hall?"
Ning Qi rode the Green Fiery Evil Kylin Horse and stopped in front of a dark building that was mostly shrouded in white fog. At the entrance of this building, almost all the evil spirits took a detour and did not dare to approach the door. Their eyes were filled with awe as they looked over.
Because this was the highest authority in the Underworld!
Fei Long stood behind Ning Qi and nodded with a solemn expression, "This is the Samsara Hall."
"Have you been in it before? How many of the so-called old ancestors are there? "
Ning Qi smiled.
"…"
Fei Long's expression changed slightly, "Only old ghosts with ten thousand years of cultivation are qualified to enter the Samsara Hall to serve the old ancestors. I have never been in it."
"Even you have never been in it?"
Ning Qi's eyes moved and he smiled, "Alright, I'll bring you in today to see what secrets this Samsara Hall has."
"No!"
Fei Long's eyes flashed with a trace of anxiety, "You don't understand how terrifying the old ancestors are. Their existence is a little different from yours and mine!"
"Your name is Fei Long, right? You talk too much. "
An indifferent voice came from the Samsara Hall. Then, a young man slowly walked out, followed by a ten-thousand-year-old ghost whose aura was several times stronger than Fei Long's. He was staring coldly at Ning Qi and Fei Long with his dark green eyes.
At this time, the evil spirits who had already noticed the situation stopped in their tracks and looked at the young man in disbelief.
They could not see the young man's cultivation, but they knew who the ten-thousand-year-old ghost behind him was. It was an existence that served the old ancestors in the Samsara Hall. Now that he was walking out of the Samsara Hall with a young man, didn't that mean … that was an old ancestor!?
"Old, old ancestor …"
Fei Long looked at the young man with a trace of fear in his eyes and hurriedly bowed respectfully.
"The smell of a living person."
Ning Qi's nose twitched slightly as he glanced at the young man's attributes.
Ning Qi's expression became even more strange. "Jiang Bing, a disciple of the Jiang Family of the Tiandao Clan, late-stage Immortal Lord?"
The old ancestor of the highest authority in the Underworld was not only a living person, but also a disciple of the Jiang Family?
"I remember you. I wanted to wait for you to have ten-thousand-year-old cultivation to serve me personally. I didn't expect you to help an outsider."
Jiang Bing looked at Fei Long indifferently and shook his head in disappointment.
The fear in Fei Long's heart increased, and a trace of regret flashed in his eyes. If he had known, he would not have said so much just now!
Jiang Bing no longer looked at him, but looked at Ning Qi from head to toe with a strange expression. "Your cultivation is at most at the Spirit Level. How could you kill Wu Yuan?"
Spirit Level?
The ten-thousand-year-old ghost and the flying dragon behind Jiang Bing were shocked when they heard this.
Ning Qi did not answer Jiang Bing, but said with a faint smile, "I didn't expect the old ancestor of the Samsara Hall to be a living person in the so-called Underworld, and a disciple of the Jiang Family of the Tiandao Clan. Jiang Bing, I am very confused. I wonder if you can explain it to me?"
When he saw Jiang Bing, he had already guessed that the reason why Old Man Mysterious Sword asked him to come here was probably related to the Tiandao Clan.
Ning Qi really did not expect that Old Man Mysterious Sword would also be involved with the Tiandao Clan. He just did not know whether he was on the side of the Tiandao Clan or … the side of the Ancient Immortals.
Fei Long and the ten-thousand-year-old ghost looked at Ning Qi in a daze. Because Ning Qi seemed to have revealed the origin of the old ancestor of the Samsara Hall.
He even knew the name of the old ancestor?
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