"You're quite daring to make a move in Moonless City?" A Yaksha man dressed like Lang Rufeng walked out from the corner. It was obvious that he was also from the Man Chen tribe.
"You can report me to the guards of Moonless City." Ye Kong's tone was still indifferent. He believed that the Lord of the Underworld would not make things difficult for him.
"I'm Lang Rufeng's brother, Lang Ruhai!" The Man Chen man walked over and pinched Lang Rufeng's wound to prevent his soul from leaking out. He then applied some ointment on Lang Rufeng. The Underworld Yakshas were known as the undead race. As long as their souls were not drained out, they would not die.
Lang Rufeng got up after being treated. He grabbed the huge black saber and was about to fight Ye Kong.
However, Lang Ruhai pulled him back and said, "Brother, he's someone from the Celestial World. The guards don't dare to offend him. If we fight him here, we'll be the ones to suffer! "
Lang Rufeng still wanted to fight but was pulled out by Lang Ruhai.
The two walked to the door. Lang Ruhai looked at Ye Kong with a pair of sinister eyes and said, "Ye, don't be too happy. Wait until you enter hell and you'll cry! Our Man Chen tribe will definitely find you and kill you! "
"Anytime, anywhere, Ye will accompany you!" Only then did Ye Kong stand up and sweep his gaze across everyone present. He paused for a moment before opening his mouth and saying, "Ye Kong, I have never been afraid of anyone in the Lower Realm. I have never been afraid of anyone in the Celestial Realm. I have never been afraid of anyone in the Demon Realm. If you want to challenge Ye, then I'll see you in hell! "Ye Kong clenched his fists and said word by word," I'll let you understand the meaning of hell! "
"What, the human contestant Ye Kong is challenging all the geniuses of the Underworld?"
"The human contestant vows to get first place in hell's elite selection!"
"The human contestant Ye Kong wants to kill all the geniuses of the Yaksha tribe?"
All sorts of rumors spread in Moonless City. In the next three days, such news was everywhere. The news was different, but the reactions of the Yakshas were all the same! It was expressed in four words: "United against a common enemy!"
All the yaksha geniuses swore that they would kill this arrogant human in hell! Even if they couldn't kill him, they would have to make a huge sacrifice to hold him back. They absolutely couldn't let him get first place in the selection!
Imperceptibly, the difficulty of Ye Kong's success was increasing, and his hopes were also becoming slimmer.
However, there were only three days left before the start of the preliminaries. Ye Kong did not stay idle.
The Death God's Scythe had swallowed the thirty-million-year-old Netherworld Ginseng. It would probably take at least a hundred years to refine it. Ye Kong couldn't count on him for the time being.
Ye Kong relied on the protection of the Godly Armor. There were two tenth-grade immortal artifacts, the Blade of the Heavenly Dao and the Gourd of Seven Malice. There were also two divine swords, one red and one black, that had yet to recognize their master. A ninth-grade immortal bow. The Seal of Conquering Demons and Overcoming Adversity. Gotra's Infernal Magic Eye …
Although there were quite a lot of things, it was still not enough to enter the dangerous hell!
Therefore, he had to make two other preparations. First, he had to wear a belt. First, this guy was born and raised in the underworld. He had gone to hell with the underworld lord many times in preparation for the preliminaries, so he was familiar with the situation. Moreover, his ability to investigate invisibly and come up with bad ideas would be helpful to Ye Kong.
Secondly, Ye Kong was preparing to make the soul forging table recognize him as its master. If he had this soul forging table, Ye Kong would be able to turn powerful captives into his helpers. Then, he would be even more confident.
Inside the Pipa Bead, there was a large hall filled with eerie winds.
There was a plaque hanging on the lintel of the hall. There were three vertical red words on it: "Soul Forging Hall."
Ming Thirteen didn't like this Soul Forging Hall. Ever since its master had moved this hall into the Pipa Bead, Ming Thirteen had never entered it. He didn't even wander around it.
The eerie energy in that hall was too heavy. Moreover, it gave people a very bad feeling when they approached it. It was too bloody and evil. Even a demon like Ming Thirteen was not happy about it.
Although the Soul Forging Hall was a place to deal with souls, although Great Master Nether Valley had killed many living beings here, and although this place had produced many half-human, half-beast evildoers, Ye Kong still felt that the eerie energy here was too heavy. It was strange!
Ye Kong was standing motionlessly in front of the soul forging table. Although his eyes were wide open, he had already released more than half of his immortal sense. It was like invisible water that covered the entire hall. Even if it was a speck of dust in the hall, or the inside of the hall's pillars, everything was under Ye Kong's observation. He didn't miss a single thing.
After a while, Ye Kong raised his eyebrows. He had already retracted most of his immortal sense. The rest of it was locked onto the bloodstained and rusted soul forging table in front of him.
"All signs show that ninety-nine percent of the stench of blood and eerie yin energy in the hall is coming from this forging table … Although all the stench of blood is related to this forging table, it doesn't make sense that all the stench of blood is coming from it … Moreover, Ming Thirteen said that this is a divine artifact. Is a divine artifact so easily tainted by blood and filth? This doesn't make sense either! "
As Ye Kong thought about the illogic, his consciousness became more and more blurry.
In his daze, he felt as if he had returned to millions of years ago and become the skinny Great Master Nether Valley of the Yaksha Race. He held a corrosive blade covered in blood and slowly cut open a human's waist … Ignoring the human's cries of pain and pleas, he cut him into two.
Then, he placed the body of a Hell Scorpion on the soul forging table. He connected half of the human's body to the Hell Scorpion's body … Then, he cut open another Yaksha …
Ye Kong felt that he was becoming more and more focused. He carried out one experiment after another. He wanted to create a new race that was half human and half beast, a race that had all the advantages of both humans and beasts. He was experimenting tirelessly, and it was unknown how many creatures had died under his blade. However, he was still very happy.
This was what Ye Kong felt. However, if someone were to walk into the main hall now, they would discover that Ye Kong was standing there without moving. His pair of eyes had become infatuated, his pupils dilated, and when he opened his eyes, there was no light, as if he had lost his mind.
After an unknown amount of time.
Suddenly, Ye Kong's body shivered. He blinked his eyes and regained his clarity.
"How terrifying. I almost fell into that endless experiment. Presumably, Great Master Nether Valley was bewitched by this consciousness and became a bloody experimenter … The most terrifying thing is that this attack on the soul is undetectable. Even the Benevolent King Armor didn't notice it!" Ye Kong smiled and took out the red divine sword from his storage ring. He pointed at the soul forging table in front of him and said, "But you won't succeed. Because from the lower realm to the upper realm, from Earth to here, who knows how many evil things want to control my soul! Especially the heart demon of the Five Element Wanderer … "
"You're far from it! Now, I'll give you a choice. Die or submit? You only have one chance. Answer carefully! "
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