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Chapter 3074

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"Su Mo is quite a legend. His rise to power can be said to be an epic!"

The Hell Master looked emotional as he slowly explained Su Mo. He said, "This person is extremely determined. He is not afraid of power and he would rather break than bend …!"

In the following time, the Hell Master explained Su Mo's character in detail to the Golden Soul Prince, as well as his judgment of Su Mo's character.

Furthermore, he interpreted Su Mo's many experiences in the past and elaborated on Su Mo's psychological state at that time.

"Not bad, your analysis is reasonable!"

After a long while, the Golden Soul Prince nodded slightly and gave the Hell Master an admiring look.

Through the Hell Master's explanation, he had a deeper understanding of Su Mo.

"It is my duty to share the Crown Prince's burden!" The Hell Master knelt on the ground, his face on the ground as a sharp light flashed across his eyes.

He, the Hell Master, had fallen to such a state. How pitiful!

In the Primeval World, he was a supreme expert, an overlord. Even the ten Path Masters had to treat him as an equal.

Even if Su Mo dominated the Primeval World, he still had a supreme status.

However, he could only become a lowly servant with no dignity at all.

However, he had to lower his head. If he wanted to achieve his goal, he could only compromise.

"Very good. You came from the Primordial World. To be able to stay under my command is a good fortune that you have cultivated for ten lifetimes!" Golden Soul Prince said proudly.

He could not be bothered to look at the so-called Path Masters in the Primeval World. They were not even qualified to be his servants.

Only this Hell Master made him slightly more important.

This was because the Hell Master was not of the Martial Clan, nor was he of the Demon Clan.

The Hell Master was a kind of Nether Body. It was a special existence that was born from the gathering of countless remnant souls of the dead.

In the Primeval World, the Hell Master was restricted by the rules of the world. However, in the Heavenly Soul Source World, his future potential was ten times that of the Path Masters.

"I swear to follow the Crown Prince!" The Hell Master said solemnly.

"Hoho, whether you are sincere or not, as long as you are loyal to me, your future will be unlimited." The Golden Soul Prince said with a smile.

"Time will prove my loyalty!" The Hell Master said in a low voice, his voice was neither humble nor arrogant.

"Good. Now, prove your loyalty to me."

Crown Prince Golden Soul smiled and continued, "Go to the Primeval World and cooperate with Di Huo to kill the forces that are related to Su Mo."

Hearing this, the Hell Master's eyes flashed but he didn't feel anything strange. He immediately replied, "I will go to the Primordial World now."

"There's no hurry!"

The Golden Soul Crown Prince waved his hand and said, "After you have done this, you will be considered to have drawn a line between you and the Primeval World. Then, I will let you lure Su Mo out."

"Lure Su Mo out?" The Hell Lord raised his head and looked at the Golden Soul Prince in shock. However, he quickly lowered his head and prostrated on the ground.

"You and Su Mo are familiar with each other. In the Primeval World, you are considered to be an expert under Su Mo's command. Once you join our tribe and the Primeval World, countless experts in the Primeval World will follow suit and voluntarily join our tribe. This will also arouse Su Mo's hatred. Sooner or later, Su Mo will appear for you!"

The Golden Soul Prince smiled. Although Ran Zun's plan was good, he didn't have that much patience. As such, he had to cooperate with other arrangements.

"I understand!" The Hell Master said in a deep voice.

"Good. If you complete this mission, I will reward you handsomely!" The Golden Soul Prince said with a smile.

"Your Highness, if I complete this mission, I don't need your reward. I will be satisfied as long as I can take back my Natal Weapon!" The Hell Master said respectfully.

"What kind of weapon?" The Golden Soul Prince asked. He was not clear about this matter.

After all, the Primeval World was a low-class Origin World. Back then, all the treasures that the Soul Tribe had taken were distributed by Di Huo. The higher-ups of the Soul Tribe did not ask about it. This was considered a reward for the Soul Tribe soldiers who had attacked the Primeval World previously.

"Hell Soul Bowl! A type of Yin item! "The Hell Master said.

"Good. Once you complete this mission, I will take back your weapon." The Golden Soul Prince promised.

"Thank you, Your Highness!" The Hell Master bowed.

"Go. Set off immediately to find Di Huo in the Origin Qi World!"

The Golden Soul Prince waved his hand and said. Then, he pondered for a moment and flipped his palm. A token appeared in his palm.

This token was about the size of an egg. It was pure gold in color.

The token exuded a shocking soul power. The soul power condensed into golden threads that circled around the token like thousands of tiny golden dragons.

On the token, two golden words were engraved — Golden Soul!

This was the second soul token in the Sunslayer Tribe. It represented the Golden Soul Mountain and the Jinghun Prince.

"Thank you, Your Highness."

The Hell Master stood up and respectfully received the Golden Soul Token. Then, his figure turned into a cloud of black smoke and left quickly.

"I hope you can adapt to the situation. On one side is a vast future, and on the other is eternal death. It is all up to you." The Golden Soul Prince had a faint smile on his face. He valued the Hell Master but did not trust him.

If the Hell Master could make the right choice this time, he would become the number one slave under his command. He would have a high status and enjoy supreme power.

On the other hand, his soul would be destroyed and he would never be able to reincarnate!



The Hell Master left the Golden Soul Mountain. Like a wisp of mist, he crossed the void and rushed to the Primordial World.

The Hell Master had eaten many Dao Fruits in his early years. He was also proficient in the Space Great Dao. However, his attainment in the Space Great Dao was not high.

After all, the Dao Fruits were precious. Most of them were obtained by the ten Dao Lords.

After four days, the Hell Master arrived at the entrance of the Primordial World and showed himself.

"Who dares to be so presumptuous!"

The Soul Race had already strengthened the security at the entrance of the Primordial World. There were more than 20 Soul Race experts guarding it.

Seeing the Hell Master arrive, the group of Soul Race experts shouted with murderous intent!

The Hell Master was expressionless. He did not speak and silently took out the Golden Soul Token.

The expressions of the Soul Race experts changed when they saw this.

Then, they all bowed.

Of course, they bowed to the Golden Soul Token and not the Hell Master.

"I am under the orders of the Crown Prince to go to the Primordial World!" The Hell Master said.

"Please enter!"

The group of Soul Race experts immediately split into two sides and made way for the entrance of the Primordial World.

The Hell Master nodded and entered the Primordial World in a flash.

"Who is this person? He actually has the Golden Soul Token of the Crown Prince? "

"It seems that he is a slave that the Crown Prince relies on. This person has great fortune!"

"It must be so. Otherwise, he would not have obtained the Golden Soul Token!"

The group of Soul Race experts looked in the direction where the Hell Master left and discussed in low voices.

The Golden Soul Token was connected to the Golden Soul Mountain. It could not be duplicated or stolen.

Therefore, this person had the Golden Soul Token. He must be someone the Golden Soul Prince relied on.

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