Evil Yin Thunder Region.
Millions of Ghost Clan creatures were fighting fiercely. Countless Yin Qi surged, and a lot of Ghost Qi overflowed, creating a shocking phenomenon.
Many Ghost Clan creatures who did not participate in the battle were so scared that they hid far away. They did not dare to enter the battle area for fear of being affected.
Wave after wave of Ghost Clan creatures died, and then some more powerful Ghost Clan creatures were born. The battle continued. Unless the Ghost Saints of both sides decided the outcome of the battle, it would not change the outcome of the battle.
Lei Zongjun fought with his life on the line.
No matter if it was the attacks of the Ghost Clan or the attacks that contained lightning, they were all used, but they were still unable to stop the attack of a half-step Divine Weapon.
"Wu wu, if you don't surrender, I will tear you apart alive." The Fierce Claw Ghost laughed happily.
Lei Zongjun had the thought of escaping, but once he escaped, the prestige that he had accumulated with great difficulty and the power that he had gathered with great difficulty would completely collapse overnight.
Just as he was distracted, the Ghost Claw furiously clawed at his head. His body was cold, and he had no strength to dodge.
Just as the Ghost Claw was about to land on his head, a strong wind swept past and pulled him away. A voice sounded, "After so many years, you have only reached this stage. You have really disappointed me."
After Lei Zongjun heard this voice, his body trembled. He came back to his senses and looked at the person beside him, exclaiming, "You … you are the Lord?"
Yang Wu was still wrapped in a cloud of Yin Qi, but he no longer appeared in the appearance of Lei Zongjun. He returned to his original appearance and walked over.
After the Fierce Claw Ghost's attack missed, he stared at Yang Wu who suddenly appeared and shouted, "There is still a guy who dares to court death. You are really loyal. I will send you on your way."
Immediately, the Ghost Claw fell again, grabbing at Lei Zongjun and Yang Wu.
"Lord, leave quickly." Lei Zongjun still treated Yang Wu as his master. He reacted immediately and pushed Yang Wu away.
He did not think that Yang Wu could block the Malicious Spirit Claw's attack.
Who knew that he would not be able to push Yang Wu away. Instead, he was pulled back by Yang Wu. Yang Wu raised his hand and caught the power of the claw, which stunned them.
"Do you think you're invincible with this little bit of strength? Ignorant! "Yang Wu said indifferently. He grabbed the air with his hand and crushed the power of the ghost claw.
Bang!
The sound of an explosion rang out and waves of Yin Qi surged out. The Fierce Claw Ghost was also sent flying.
"This … is this true?" Lei Zongjun rubbed his eyes and muttered to himself.
That was a half-step God-level combat weapon. Under the control of a peak Ghost Saint, only half-step God-level powerhouses could stop it.
He found it hard to believe that Yang Wu had done it so easily.
The Fierce Claw Ghost realized how powerful Yang Wu was. It screamed and attacked crazily again. Streaks of claw energy that tore through space grabbed at Yang Wu.
Yang Wu did not want to waste time here. He turned into an afterimage and dodged the Fierce Claw Ghost's attack. He appeared beside it and slapped out a shocking palm.
Mercy Hand.
This was an inheritance obtained from the Medicine God Palace. It was extremely suitable to be used in such a place full of Yin Qi.
The Fierce Claw Ghost did not even have the chance to react before it exploded.
Yang Wu grabbed the half-step God-level ghost claw and threw it at Lei Zongjun. He said, "Clean up the mess first. I'll wait for you."
After he finished speaking, he no longer paid attention to Lei Zongjun and quietly retreated.
In his eyes, the battle of these Ghost Clan creatures did not have much to do with him. He came here only for Lei Zongjun.
Lei Zongjun's improvement was not small, but in his opinion, it was still too weak.
The Ghost Cultivation Method was the authentic ceremony of the Ghost Clan. Lei Zongjun should have been like a fish in water when cultivating here. Now, he had only reached the high-level Ghost Sage Realm. Moreover, he was helpless in the face of a Ghost Sage with a half-step divine weapon. This really disappointed him.
If it were someone else, they would not think so.
In seven years, he had gone from an ordinary Saint-level to a high-level Saint-level. It was really scary.
Others could not reach such a height even if they spent 70 years.
Lei Zongjun held the ghost claw and smiled bitterly. "My lord is really abnormal!"
In the past, he was forced to submit to Yang Wu and was not willing at all. However, in order to take revenge, he endured it. It was not until Yang Wu showed his amazing talent that he gradually adapted to his role. However, he was still not willing to be Yang Wu's servant.
Especially in the past few years, he had made rapid progress. His ambition was also growing. This was also the reason why he had not come back to find Yang Wu.
He was thinking that once he became the overlord of the Ghost Realm, it would be easy to find trouble with his enemies. There was no need to rely on Yang Wu's power.
However, when Yang Wu appeared again, the fighting strength that Yang Wu displayed was so amazing that his last bit of fantasy was extinguished.
In seven years, Yang Wu had grown to this level. If he was given ten times more time, he would probably become one of the overlords of the transcendent being world.
Lei Zongjun composed himself and once again joined the battle with the ghost claw and the Soul Suppressing Pot. This time, he used all his strength. He had to show enough strength to Yang Wu. He had not been negligent in the past few years.
The ghost claw kept falling, and some Ghost Sages were torn apart.
The Soul Suppressing Pot swept past, and some ghosts were suppressed and absorbed.
The Evil Lightning Bone Dagger-Axe stabbed out again and again, breaking through the defense of one Ghost Sage after another.
Lei Zongjun was completely out of control.
He had never fought to his heart's content like this. He attacked without any scruples. He was no longer afraid of the ghosts and gods in this world. Because his master was here, he had a backbone.
He did not know when, but Yang Wu's shadow in his heart grew bigger and bigger, occupying a dominant position in his heart. This also meant that he was completely loyal to Yang Wu.
Yang Wu watched Lei Zongjun kill in all directions, and secretly nodded: "After breaking the shackles, his fighting strength has exploded. It seems that he has been suppressed for the past few years."
More and more ghosts scattered between heaven and earth, and Yang Wu absorbed all of them. Under the purification of the Black Demon Thunder Orb, these souls continued to strengthen his soul fetus. His soul became more and more powerful, and he gradually touched the bottleneck of the Heavenly Soul Stage. Once he broke through this bottleneck, his soul fetus would undergo a new round of transformation.
But it was easier said than done to break through this step.
Following Lei Zongjun's display of invincibility, the enemy's Ghost Saints fell one after another, and the morale of their army finally collapsed.
"Prince Nineteen is too strong. We are no match for him. Run!"
"We shouldn't have offended Prince Nineteen. The Second Prince has made a great enemy for himself."
"Even if I die, I don't want to be the last. I will not lose face for the Second Prince."
"Losing face is better than losing your life. Run, run. If you stay, you will only be courting death."
…
More than half of the million soldiers were killed or injured, and they fled the evil thunder territory in dejection.
Lei Zongjun's army also suffered heavy losses, but they won, and these losses were nothing.
Lei Zongjun's army continued to pursue. After devouring the ghosts of the enemy, they could become stronger.
War was always the process of the Ghost Race becoming stronger.
After calming down, Lei Zongjun landed in front of Yang Wu, knelt on one knee, and kowtowed, "Lei Zongjun greets the Lord."
"Well, I thought you didn't remember me, your Lord." Yang Wu said with his hands behind his back, facing Lei Zongjun.
He didn't let Lei Zongjun stand up, and he was still angry in his heart.
He passed the "Ghost Cultivation Arts" to Lei Zongjun, so that he had a chance to live. Even if he became a ghost cultivator, it was much better than him dying.
The other party was also doing well in the Ghost Realm, but he forgot about him, his Lord. It was impossible for him not to be angry.
However, he didn't completely pass the "Ghost Cultivation Arts" to Lei Zongjun. He only passed on two-thirds of it. This was also a precaution against Lei Zongjun.
Lei Zongjun lowered his head deeply and said, "Zongjun has failed to live up to the Lord's love."
He couldn't defend himself. In fact, he already had the thought of leaving Yang Wu aside. Now, this thought had disappeared without a trace.
"This is not a place to talk. Let's find a place where we can talk." Yang Wu said lightly.
"Follow me, Lord." Lei Zongjun said, and brought Yang Wu towards his cave residence.
Lei Zongjun's cave residence was located on the highest mountain of the Evil Yin Thunder Mountain. From time to time, there would be Yin Thunder descending. It wasn't a place that any ghost cultivator dared to stay.
Lei Zongjun used the Yin Thunder to temper his ghost body, which helped him to fight against a top level Ghost Saint.
After Yang Wu saw this mountain, he felt the different Yin Thunder. A trace of interest appeared on his face, "This place is really not bad."
"Lord, if you like, you can stay for a while." Lei Zongjun said fawningly.
"I don't have that kind of interest." Yang Wu shook his head lightly and said.
They entered a spacious cave residence. Waves of Yin Qi filled the air. At the same time, there were traces of lightning energy swimming around the walls of the residence. The Yin Qi was abundant, and there was also a lot of lightning energy. It was a rare cultivation residence.
The interior of the residence was quite well decorated. There were jade beds to sleep on, jade chairs, jade tables, and a Yin pond. There were even some sacred Yin items planted in it.
Lei Zongjun said somewhat proudly, "This is the place where I was conferred the title of Emperor. Only then can I live in such a luxurious place. Other ghost cultivators don't have this kind of treatment."
"I can see that." Yang Wu calmly replied.
Lei Zongjun sensed Yang Wu's unhappiness. He quickly knelt down again and said, "Lord, please give me another chance. I will definitely not have any second thoughts."
"Hmph, you also know that you have second thoughts. To think that I came all the way to find you. I was afraid that you had already died in the Ghost Domain, so I rushed over to collect your corpse." Yang Wu coldly snorted.
"I'm sorry, Lord. I was too pleased with myself for a moment. I, Lei Zongjun, swear that from today onwards, I will be loyal to Lord. I will definitely not have second thoughts. Otherwise, I will be struck to death by five bolts of lightning and will never be reincarnated. "
"Alright, what's the point of these vows? I just want to ask you if you still want revenge? If you have already forgotten about your hatred, I will leave immediately and let you continue to stay here and call yourself Emperor. "
"This irreconcilable hatred must be avenged!"
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