The Asura King finally understood that the person in front of him had more than one powerful magic treasure.
Although the spear did not threaten him as much as the bow, it could still injure his soul. In addition, he had a small sword with a magical power that was very effective against souls. Ghost cultivators were already at a disadvantage when fighting against him.
Although he might be able to hold on for a while longer if he used all his trump cards, he would suffer more than just light injuries.
Since he was weaker than him, it was not a humiliation to work under him.
After convincing himself, the Asura King straightened his chest and clasped his hands at Li Mu, saying, "Greetings, my lord."
The Asura King's strength was on par with the Rakshasa King's. He was slightly weaker than Feng Yi and far weaker than the Five Patriarchs of the Demonic Way. They were both at the seventh realm, but the Five Patriarchs of the Demonic Way relied on their experience and magical powers to be several times stronger than these ordinary seventh realm cultivators.
Li Mu had only gradually realized that the difference in strength between cultivators at the same level could be so great after seeing Blood River and the woman in white.
With the help of magic treasures and magical powers, the strength he could unleash was stronger than the Rakshasa King and the Asura King. It was inferior to the Five Patriarchs of the Demonic Way, and also inferior to the Empress. He still had a long way to go before he could fight against Xuanzong head-on.
The Asura King gave in so easily. The Rakshasa King's expression was somewhat disappointed. Back when he was under Li Mu, he had suffered a lot and suffered a lot. He had no choice but to submit to him. The Asura King, this old fellow, was sensible enough to bow his head so quickly. He only suffered some light injuries, which made the Rakshasa King feel a little unbalanced.
He looked at the Asura King with resentment and said, "Hurry up and hand over your Life Spirit."
The Asura King's expression changed slightly. Submitting was one thing, but handing over his Life Spirit meant that his life was completely under the control of the other party. He had cultivated bitterly for more than a hundred years to achieve his current cultivation. He was not a slave.
Li Mu waved his hand and said: "There's no need for a Fate Spirit. From now on, as long as you don't have any second thoughts and wholeheartedly work for the Ghost Realm, it will be fine."
The Asura King was different from the Rakshasa King Ming Yi. Li Mu had no enmity with him, so there was no need for him to take his life spirit. Just like in the Demon Kingdom, he had the soul blood of the Blue Wolf King, but the Nine Heavens Snake King and the Flying Bear King were still free, just like before.
The Asura King heaved a sigh of relief and glared at the Rakshasa King.
Although Luosha King was unhappy, he didn't dare to say anything since Li Mu had spoken. He took the initiative and said, "After leaving Laoshan City, the next destination is Yaksha King's Yaksha Kingdom. Sir, let me lead the way …"
After the Asura King also submitted, only the Yaksha King and the Yama King were left in the Ghost Realm.
When Li Mu and the others arrived at the Yaksha Kingdom, the Yaksha King's behavior was exactly the same as the Shura King's.
However, unlike the Shura King, the Yaksha King didn't resist at all when he saw that the two Ghost Kings and the Demon Dao Elder had submitted to Li Mu. He directly chose to submit.
Faced with such a lineup, he had no other choice.
At this point, only the Yama King was left among the four Ghost Kings.
This Yama King wasn't the Yama King under the Nether Ghost Lord, but the true overlord of the Ghost Realm. He controlled the most territory, and even the Soul Hall was suppressed.
In order to get his Fate Spirit back sooner, the Rakshasa King said to Li Mu after the Yaksha King submitted, "There's only the Yama King left. There's no need to trouble Sir to deal with him personally. Sir and Madam, please rest here for a while. I will bring him to you."
The three Ghost Kings and Ming Yi already had four Seventh Realm Ghost Kings. It was more than enough to deal with the Yama King. There was indeed no need to mobilize so many people.
Thus, Li Mu and Su He stayed in the Yaksha Kingdom, while the Rakshasa King and the other three went to the Yama King's Yama Palace.
It had been a long time since Li Mu and Su He had such a peaceful time together. Thinking back to when she was at the Bay of Clearwater, Li Mu would visit her every few days. Sometimes, he would bring her a few books to relieve her boredom. Other times, they would sit by the lake and eat hotpot together.
In the Demon Emperor's Space, there was a vegetable garden that Li Mu had cultivated. The two of them sat by the lake. The vegetables that had just been plucked from the garden were still wet. Li Mu put a few leaves into the pot and inadvertently turned his head. He saw that Su He was staring straight at him, her gaze somewhat absent-minded.
Li Mu stretched out his hand and stroked a few strands of hair in front of her forehead. He smiled and asked, "What's wrong?"
Su He smiled and said, "It's nothing. It's been a long time since we sat down and ate together like this."
The last time the two of them sat facing each other and ate hotpot together, Li Mu was still a small bailiff who would come to the Bay of Clearwater to find her whenever he was in danger. After a few years, he could already take charge of an area on his own. His subordinates were all Seventh Realm Ghost Kings that they couldn't even look up to before.
Li Mu and Su He finished their hotpot, but the Rakshasa King and the others still hadn't returned.
There wouldn't be any problem for the four of them to deal with the Yama King. Even if the Yama King fought with all his might, the battle would be over in a very short time. Moreover, the possibility of the Yama King fighting back against four Seventh Realm Ghost Kings was very small.
Li Mu and Su He waited for several more hours but still didn't see them.
This period of time was enough for them to go back and forth from the Yaksha Kingdom to the Yama Palace several times. Li Mu sensed that something was wrong. He held Su He's hand and said, "Let's go and take a look …"
In the depths of the Ghost Realm, on top of a mountain that looked like a giant beast, a huge cage floated in the air. The Asura King, the Rakshasa King, the Yaksha King, and Gui Yi were trapped inside the cage. No matter how they attacked, they couldn't break out of the cage.
In front of the cage, the Yama King was wearing a black robe and a pearl and jade crown. He held a brush in one hand and coldly looked at the ghosts trapped in the cage.
In front of him, there was another figure wearing a long robe and a crown. This old man was dressed in the same way as the Yama King.
The Rakshasa King was trapped in the cage. He was both shocked and angry. He shouted, "Old Ghost, I'm doing this for your own good. Considering our many years of friendship, you'd better listen to me. When that person comes, this matter won't be resolved so easily!"
The Yama King sneered and said disdainfully, "Friendship? The friendship you're talking about is bringing these people to persuade me to serve someone else as my master?"
The Rakshasa King explained, "A wise man submits to circumstances. Have you forgotten about that bow of his?"
Recalling that terrifying bow, the Yama King's expression changed slightly. He looked at the old man beside him and asked, "Master, what kind of magic treasure is that?"
The old man fell into deep thought. After a long time, he spoke again, "What you saw should be Ao Xuan's Sun Shooting Bow. This bow condenses magic power into arrows and can kill enemies above their level. The stronger the magic power of the wielder, the stronger the bow. Ao Xuan used this bow to conquer the Ten Continents. After Ao Xuan fell, this bow never appeared again."
The Yama King whispered, "Sun Shooting Bow …"
At this moment, the fog in the distance rolled and fluctuated. Two figures walked out from it.
The Rakshasa King was overjoyed. He immediately said, "Sir, you're here. The old ghost beside the Yama King is very powerful. You must be careful!"
Actually, even without the Rakshasa King's reminder, Li Mu had already sensed that the old man's Yin Qi was very majestic. It was much more powerful than the Rakshasa King. Li Mu couldn't even be sure who was more powerful between the old man and the Five Ancestors of the Demonic Dao.
Su He's expression also became very serious. She said, "Be careful, he's very powerful …"
Li Mu didn't hesitate. With a thought, the Sun Shooting Bow appeared in his hand.
The old man looked at the bow in his hand and said indifferently, "It really is Ao Xuan's Sun Shooting Bow."
Li Mu was slightly shocked. Another person who recognized the Sun Shooting Bow and could even call out Ao Xuan's name. Could it be that this ghost also inherited some old monster's memory?
The old man continued, "Let me see how much of the Sun Shooting Bow's power you can unleash …"
Before he could finish his sentence, his figure had already disappeared.
At the same time, Li Mu also released the bowstring. The mana in his body was instantly drained, and a ray of golden light shot out.
The golden light pierced through the void, and the old man's figure appeared in front of him.
His body was condensed from black fog, and there was a big hole in his chest. The aura on his body was also slightly weaker than before, but the hole was constantly wriggling and quickly recovered to its original state.
The old man's aura was still powerful, but Li Mu was already a lamp that had run out of oil.
Seeing this, Su He formed a seal with both hands. From the mountain below, several ghostly figures suddenly flew out. A few sixth level ghostly cultivators under the command of the King of Hell were under her control. They surrounded Li Mu and were ready to provide him with mana at any time.
Just as Li Mu borrowed the mana of a ghostly cultivator and was about to shoot a second arrow, he noticed something strange.
Ever since Su He had taken control of these ghost cultivators, the old man's expression had undergone a huge change.
From shock, to disbelief, to trembling with excitement.
The next moment, he faced Su He and knelt on one knee. He clasped his hands and said respectfully, "Greetings, Ghost Lord!"
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