When he was completely dead, Lou Xiaoyi opened his mouth.
"I don't care about your secrets, I only care about my intentions! I'm not here to listen to stories, I'm here to do something. Regardless of whether you're willing or not, there's only one outcome if you stop me!
Your idea might be good, but the process isn't good, it's too cruel and bloody. How can you prove that your current understanding can change your way of doing things?
In the end, it's just one sentence, I don't like this kind of Netherworld! "
Lou Xiaoyi turned around, looked at the thousands of living souls in the ice-cold Netherworld, and said indifferently, "Do we know each other?"
A living soul floated out with a twisted face, "Splendid Heaven and Earth, you killed the horse bandit's Fifth Boss when you fell!
I worked like a horse here and finally became a ghost officer, but in the end, I was beaten back to my original form by you! "
Lou Xiaoyi stared blankly, "So that's how it is! Then, you stabbed me once, is the grudge between us settled? "
That living soul stared blankly for a long time, "If, if us living souls can have a good reincarnation method in the future, the time in the Netherworld, then it'll be settled!"
Lou Xiaoyi nodded, "Alright, I'll try my best!"
Splendid Heaven and Earth's Fifth Boss was an unlucky fellow who was crushed to death by him when he fell. It was also because of this kind of karma that he stood out among the thousands of living souls to plot against him. Lou Xiaoyi judged that the living souls here didn't have the guts to truly make a move against him. His judgment was correct, but his luck wasn't good.
He couldn't be bothered to investigate the exact process of the plot as there were too many aspects. King Chujiang, the child, the Fifth Boss, and actually also the thousands of living souls here. This was a complicated process, and King Chujiang was very impressive. He was able to mix together so many coincidences, and even a veteran like him fell for it!
Actually, when the living souls surged up like a tide, this was already the predestined result. He was only a powerful mortal now, but not a powerful cultivator. He was destined to be unable to avoid the things that mortals were bound to encounter.
There was nothing to complain about. Even though his breadth of mind wasn't big, he wouldn't vent his anger on the infant and the Fifth Boss. One was a child who couldn't control himself, and the other was a blood feud. Both of them had their reasons.
What King Chu Jiang said was meaningless because he'd never believed in speaking the truth before death since he'd cultivated for 3,000 years!
When a person is about to die, their words are kind. This is wrong. In fact, the only thing a person will do before death is to extend their life, even if it's for one day or two hours! For this reason, they were willing to tell a big lie!
Therefore, he never listened to the heartfelt words of others before they died. It was very likely that they were digging a hole for you before they died, especially such a cunning old soul that had lived for more than a hundred thousand years!
His thoughts had nothing to do with knowing the secrets of the King Yanluo of Hell! In the eyes of the living souls, these Yama Kings were high and mighty, but in his eyes, even if they had lived for hundreds of thousands of years, they were still the souls of mortals. Their way of thinking was a joke to him.
The most troublesome thing was the wound on his back. It was not light at all. The Qi of the Netherworld kept drilling into his body, and the wound was bleeding non-stop. Even if he sealed his acupuncture points, it would not stop the bleeding. He had to speed up!
Scooping up his hand, he grasped the small seal that King Chu Jiang's soul dropped after his death. That was the King Chu Jiang's seal. If he wanted to completely control the Underworld, he might need to gather ten of them.
With the small seal in his hand, the Frost Hell disappeared. Those living souls that had escaped from the disaster dispersed in a hubbub. No one came to thank him, they only treated it as a dogfight between the higher-ups.
Exiting the Frost Array, the blood-colored sky reappeared in front of his eyes. The Underworld's Great Formation was still there, and there were seven seals hanging on it!
It was a little embarrassing. How could a hired thug like him not be as fast as Daoist Cen? He had only dealt with one, but Daoist Cen had already dealt with two!
Without any hesitation, he charged towards the Underworld's Great Formation again. He did not care which one he entered, he had no choice anyway.
King Wuguan, Blood Pool Hell!
The red here was no longer a color, but a blood that was filled with a sticky feeling!
Thousands upon thousands of living souls fell into the blood pool. Under the strong corrosive blood, they were slowly decomposed into blood corpses, blood clots, blood fragments, and blood droplets … This process was obviously very painful. The mournful howls did not stop for even a moment, continuous and deafening!
During the decomposing process, some of the blood clots began to sink to the bottom, and were thrown out from the bottom of the blood pool. Then, they slowly turned into living souls. The process was as slow as they were being dissolved, and the pain was as deep. The only difference was that one was the pain of being torn apart and decomposed, and the other was the pain of being split and expanded!
Compared to the Frost Hell's quick death and quick rebirth, the painful process here was even worse!
King Wuguan was hidden in the depths of the blood pool, controlling everything in the Underworld. When he smelled the trace of blood from the wound on the human's back, he smiled in satisfaction!
Soul Blood was completely different from the blood of a living person, so he was able to sense it at the first possible moment. That idiot, King Chu Jiang, had lost his life in the hands of this person, yet he'd finally done something meaningful before dying!
When a living person entered the blood pool with injuries, not only would they have to endure the unforgettable pain of ten thousand ants crawling on their blood, the Yin soul's blood would also corrode the blood of a living person especially intensely. No one could endure this kind of pain. In his hundreds of thousands of years of memories of controlling the Blood Pool Hell, he had never seen anyone who could endure it!
Willpower had a limit! Sometimes, pain was even harder to endure than death! Very few people could understand this principle, because there was only one of the eighteen layers of hell!
Cultivators might be able to do it, but in the Underworld, there were no cultivators!
King Wuguan stared at the human outside, wondering what method he would use to attack him. In any case, he would not leave the blood pool, not even if he was beaten to death! That idiot King Chujiang thought that his martial strength was outstanding. Not only did he snatch the first round, he even competed with this person in courage, and the result was …
Among the two humans who came to the Underworld to cause trouble, they valued the guy who pretended to be an Immortal more than the follower who pretended to be an Immortal. It was said that the human cultivators in the Yang Realm paid the most attention to status and seniority, and status and seniority represented strength, so …
The performance of the two people when they first entered the array also proved this point. The human who pretended to be an Immortal quickly passed through two rounds, but the follower only passed through one round, and was even seriously injured in the end. The difference between them was self-evident.
It was also because of this judgment that the Underworld Great Array's main core function was used in the direction of the fake Immortal. Right now, it was steadily expanding. Although three of the Ten Yama Kings had already been defeated, they were confident that they could obtain the final victory in the following battle.
Fighting with one drum, weakening with the second, and exhausting with the third, who didn't have a few tricks up their sleeves?
Under King Wuguan's gaze, the moment the human entered the Blood Pool Hell, he did not hesitate or observe. Like a rash youth, he plunged headfirst into the blood pool!
Without hesitation.
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