"Very good. A wise man submits to circumstances. Relax your mind and don't resist."
Ding Ning nodded in satisfaction and said in a low voice with his hands behind his back.
A bitter look flashed across the seventh prince's eyes. He knew that he would be under someone else's control from now on, but he had no choice. He could only open his mind obediently and allow Ding Ning to carve a mark in his consciousness.
The Seal of Life and Death!
This was an enslavement curse that Ding Ning had learned when he was researching curses. The life and death of the person he planted with the Seal of Life and Death would be in his hands.
Of course, there was a limit to this curse. It could only enslave people whose consciousness was far weaker than his own.
If he wanted to enslave someone whose consciousness was stronger than his, he would definitely suffer a strong backlash unless the other party voluntarily surrendered and didn't resist. Otherwise, he would definitely die.
Fortunately, his consciousness was different from ordinary people, and the seventh god didn't dare to have any thoughts of resisting. Otherwise, it would be hard to say whether he could successfully plant the Seal of Life and Death.
"Mu Tianshang greets Master!"
The seventh god sensed the existence of the Seal of Life and Death in his consciousness and knew that his life and death were in the hands of Ding Ning. He didn't dare to delay and knelt on the ground, cupping his fists respectfully.
Ding Ning frowned and shouted unhappily, "Get up. Remember, a man should kneel to the heavens, the earth, and their parents. Even if I'm your master, you don't have to kneel in the future."
"Yes, Mu Tianshang will remember Master's instructions!"
The seventh god immediately stood up and bowed. A hint of gratitude flashed across his eyes.
If his life and death weren't in his hands, he wouldn't be willing to kneel. Ding Ning didn't allow him to kneel, which was also giving him the most basic dignity.
"You're Mu Tianshang?"
Ding Ning looked at the seventh god and asked in a low voice.
"Yes, Master."
Mu Tianshang replied respectfully. Although he would abandon his original name after becoming a god, he was no longer the seventh god, so he naturally used his original name again.
"You don't have to call me Master in the future. Just call me Young Master."
Ding Ning emphasized gloomily. Although Mu Tianshang was his true servant, he didn't have the awareness of a rich local master. It felt weird to be called Master.
"Yes, Young Master."
Mu Tianshang followed the advice and immediately changed his words.
Ding Ning nodded in satisfaction. "Tell me about the Death God Temple. What's their background?"
"This …"
Mu Tianshang had an awkward expression. Seeing Ding Ning's expression darken, he hurriedly said, "Young Master, it is not that this old servant is unwilling to say it, but this old servant really does not know the origins of the Death God Hall."
"Old servant?"
Ding Ning's expression changed weirdly. This guy looked like he was in his thirties, but he called himself an old slave, which made him feel strange and out of place.
But thinking about it, this guy was at least two hundred years old, so it wasn't wrong for him to call himself an old servant. However, master and servant were terms that only existed in the evil old society.
As a good young man who was born in the New Shenzhou Province and grew up under the red flag, how could he tolerate the existence of feudalism? He immediately waved his hand and said, "Although you're not young anymore, you still look very young. In the future, you don't have to call yourself an old slave. Just call yourself … call yourself a subordinate."
"Yes, young master."
Mu Tianshang was very obedient and relaxed inside. It seemed like his new master cared a lot about his feelings as a servant.
"You also don't know the origin of the Death Shrine? You are a Divine Child. "
Ding Ning furrowed his brows and said with some surprise.
Mu Tianshang laughed bitterly. "Young Master, in the eyes of outsiders, Divine Children seem to be high above, but in the Death God Hall, a Divine Child like me really doesn't have any status …"
As Mu Tianshang spoke, Ding Ning's expression did not change, but his heart was in turmoil.
He had always thought that the Death Shrine was the Death God Hall.
It was the Death God Palace. Only now did he realize that it wasn't the same thing.
The organization that Mu Tianshang was in should be called the Death God Outer Temple. It was just an outer organization under the Death God Hall. Because of habit, it was usually called the Death God Hall.
The Death God Hall was similar to a training organization. It was responsible for searching for geniuses with special constitutions every hundred years and shouldered the task of sending fresh blood to the Death God Hall.
Other than the Death God Hall, the Death God Hall also had the Death God Hall.
The two didn't have a subordinate relationship, but they had business cooperation.
For example, the geniuses with special constitutions that the Death God Hall searched for every hundred years would be directly sent to the Death God Hall without passing the test.
The geniuses who didn't have special constitutions and were only there to make up the numbers would have to go through an extremely strict foundation test. Only those who entered the top five hundred would be able to stay in the Death God Hall and compete for the position of Divine Child. Only those who reached the standard of the test would have the right to enter the real Death God Hall.
Those who didn't enter the top five hundred would be sent to the Death God Hall, but Mu Tianshang didn't know what they were going to do.
After all, the Death God Hall had a strict internal hierarchy. Questions that shouldn't be asked couldn't be asked. Otherwise, if they were discovered, they would be severely punished.
Mu Tianshang belonged to the category of geniuses who didn't have special constitutions but passed the foundation test once every hundred years and stood out from the many competitors.
Unfortunately, he belonged to the category of geniuses who were inferior to those who were inferior. He was not the most outstanding one and had always been lingering around the ranks of the sixth, seventh, and eighth Divine Princes. Unless he had a great encounter, it was likely that he would never be able to enter the Inner Palace.
"Can I enter the Death God Hall after breaking through?"
Ding Ning was very interested in this competitive training method and couldn't help but ask curiously.
"Not necessarily. It depends on your potential. If you can break through to the Death God within the set time limit, you can enter the Death God Hall. But if you can't, it means your potential is limited. You can only become a Divine Guard and be responsible for the safety of the Divine Children."
Mu Tianshang revealed a bitter expression and said faintly, "The maximum age limit is three hundred years. I'm already two hundred and eighty-five years old. Even if I break through to the Death God within fifteen years, I'm the kind of person who doesn't have much potential. I'll most likely become a Divine Guard and forever stay in the Death God Hall to protect the Divine Children. I won't have the chance to see the true face of the Death God Hall."
Ding Ning revealed a look of realization. Many of the doubts in his heart were also easily solved. No wonder none of the God Slaves trapped in the divine formation had special constitutions. It turned out that the geniuses with special constitutions were all sent to the Death God Hall. Those who stayed in the Death God Hall were all geniuses who were there to make up the numbers over the years.
This made him sigh. The geniuses who could only be there to make up the numbers in the Death God Hall were all geniuses who could shake the world in the secular world.
It should be known that the highest cultivation of the most powerful Sacred Gate in the secular world was only at the peak of the Saint Martial Arts Realm. There wasn't even a Demigod.
But in the Three Great Shrines, Demigods were just the tail end of the line. In terms of high-end martial strength, there was no comparison at all.
To put it bluntly, any of the Outer Shrines of the Three Great Shrines had the strength to easily sweep the entire international martial arts world.
It went without saying how terrifying the strength of the Death God Hall's Inner Shrines was.
The only thing he didn't understand was that there were shackles in the world. Experts at the peak of the Saint Martial Arts Realm couldn't break through to the Death God Realm. So, how did those Divine Guards break through to the Death God Realm?
Mu Tianshang also gave an answer to this question. There were indeed shackles in the human world. But the place where the Death God Hall was located was an independent world. It had a complete Heavenly Law and didn't seem to have any restrictions on cultivation realms.
In his words, the world where the Death God Hall was located was extremely firm. It was far more stable than the World Barrier of the secular world. Even experts at the Transformation God Realm could use their full strength without any scruples. They couldn't cause any damage to the world.
"There are experts at the Transformation God Realm in the Death God Hall?"
Ding Ning's heart trembled and he hurriedly asked.
"I don't know. Anyway, I haven't seen it. I heard it from Long Luo."
Mu Tianshang betrayed Long Luo without any sense of loyalty.
"Long Luo? The God Child of the Dragon God Hall? How did he know? "
Ding Ning asked in surprise.
Mu Tianshang scratched his head and said with a bitter smile, "Long Luo is different from us God Children. His identity is more special. It is said that he is the descendant of a big figure in the Dragon God Hall. He was originally a member of the Inner Shrine of the Dragon God Hall. I don't know why he went to the Outer Shrine of the Dragon God Hall. I guess he wanted to train himself, so he took the initiative to go to the Outer Shrine of the Dragon God Hall. He knows a lot more than us."
Ding Ning revealed an expression that seemed to be lost in thought. Since the very beginning, he'd noticed that Long Luo was a very interesting person. Long Luo seemed to be easygoing on the surface, yet he was extremely arrogant in his bones. Even if he was trapped by the divine formation, he didn't reveal any panic, and he maintained a composed and indifferent attitude.
"Let's go. It's time to talk to Long Luo."
Ding Ning snapped his fingers and the God Array opened up a path. Mu Tianshang followed him out step by step.
"In the future, that will be your residence. You and Lulu can go take a look. I will go talk to Long Luo."
All the women had moved to their new homes with separate doors and courtyards, leaving several castles vacant. Ding Ning pointed at one of the castles and ordered.
"Yes, Young Master."
Mu Tianshang responded respectfully. Under the guidance of the Demon Clan maid named Ding Lulu, he went straight to the castle.
In the God Array, there was a violent fluctuation of the array formation. A figure slowly appeared.
Long Luo, who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, was already used to it. He stood up and said helplessly, "Miss, we don't have any deep hatred. Can't we talk properly? Why do we have to fight to the death? "
"Cough, cough, cough!"
Ding Ning coughed and scared Long Luo. He opened his eyes and looked at Ding Ning in surprise. "Huh? Why did you change people?"
Then, he waved his hand in annoyance and sat back down. He nagged, "You can leave. I don't want to fight with you. It's boring. Let that girl come. Although that girl is very fierce, she is still a great beauty. She's also very pleasing to the eye."
Ding Ning was so angry that he almost laughed. With a cold expression, he said pretentiously, "Submit or die."
Long Luo glanced at him as if he was looking at an idiot. He muttered softly, "Have you been kicked in the head by a donkey? You're sick."
This guy didn't play by the rules. Ding Ning couldn't take it anymore. He glared at him fiercely and said loudly, "Submit or die."
Long Luo looked at him with a strange expression. After a long while, he asked in amusement, "Little friend, where are your parents?"
Little friend?
Where are your parents?
This was blatant disdain.
Ding Ning felt as if he had received 100,000 points of critical damage. With a livid expression, he said, "Take a punch from me. If you don't get hurt, I'll let you go."
Long Luo opened his mouth in shock. He finally stood up and said doubtfully, "You can make the decision?"
"Of course."
Ding Ning said angrily.
After saying that, he felt his face was full of black lines. Damn it, he was really like a little kid trying to show off in front of an adult.
Long Luo instantly beamed and muttered to himself, "Even if it's a kid making a promise behind an adult's back, I'm sure that Divine Array Master senior can hear it. Since he didn't stop me, it looks like he has tacitly agreed. In that case, I'm not bullying a kid."
Ding Ning was so angry that his lungs almost exploded. With a dark expression, he said, "I hope you can still think this way later."
Long Luo carelessly hooked his finger at him. "Come on, don't use one punch. I'll give you three punches. If you can injure me in three punches, I'll let you do whatever you want to me."
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