YM778.TV Chapter 459 Come To Kill
He Chuan pulled out a strand of hair.
A golden light flashed.
The hair turned into Fuso Wood and filled the hole.
Although it wasn\'t too tight, it should be able to withstand the lightning sea and the astral wind belt.
Reincarnation Palace.
Emperor Yuan sat in the middle of the hall, meditating and circulating his energy. He never cared about his cultivation technique being known by others.
Time passed.
He slowly opened his eyes. His pupils were like the deepest vortex, attracting all things in the world. It was as if thousands of stars were in his eyes.
"Why isn\'t the Judge back yet?" Emperor Yuan frowned.
The moment He Chuan boarded the shuttle, someone sent a message. According to the speed of the shuttle, it should have arrived very early.
Boom!
At this moment, a loud noise came from the sky.
Emperor Yuan looked up and saw a streak of fire in the sky with thick black smoke.
Judging from the style, it looked like a flying shuttle.
"Not good!" Emperor Yuan\'s figure flashed and he appeared in the air. It was indeed the Crystal Soul Trading Company\'s shuttle.
Before he could get close, the shuttle exploded, and the goods were scattered everywhere.
After the smoke dispersed, He Chuan\'s figure appeared in front of Emperor Yuan.
"I was plotted against." Seeing Emperor Yuan, He Chuan smiled bitterly and said,
Then, he told him what had happened.
He talked about how he had offended the Second Young Master and suspected that the people from the Crystal Soul Trading Company had done something.
"Motherf*cker!" Emperor Yuan\'s eyes widened in anger as pitch-black demonic energy emanated from his body, causing the void to emit a sound of being overwhelmed.
"Palace Master, please don\'t be angry. It might be someone else\'s doing." He Chuan advised.
"It must be because they feel that it\'s a good thing. Now that they see that my Reincarnation Palace is in trouble, they can\'t help but extend their hands. Do they think that I\'m easy to bully?" Killing intent appeared in Emperor Yuan\'s eyes as he sneered.
"Where do you want to go?" He Chuan saw Emperor Yuan move and asked in confusion.
"Kill them all."
"But we don\'t have any evidence!"
"What evidence do you need? Who will uphold justice for the dead!"
Emperor Yuan pulled with both hands and tore a hole in the void before jumping into it.
This was what He Chuan wanted to say. Even a clay figurine had 30% fire. Did he really think that he had no temper?
The two of them entered the spatial rift.
He felt the world spinning. When he opened his eyes, he saw a lake in front of him.
The lake water glowed with fluorescent light. Through the light, one could vaguely see the corpses floating up and down.
This was the location of the Nether Ghost Sect.
This sect was good at controlling ghosts and often used living people to sacrifice ghosts. They were often attacked by the iron fists of the Reincarnation Palace.
"Watch the correct way to use the Yama Avatar." Yuan Emperor said as he stood at the edge of the lake.
Yuan Emperor\'s body grew to a hundred thousand feet tall. He opened his domain and everything exploded under pressure.
Only He Chuan was fine. Yuan Emperor must have deliberately avoided him.
"What happened?"
"Enemy attack!"
"Where\'s the Sect Master? Where is the Sect Master?"
"The Sect Master is in the Sky City!"
Countless streaks of light appeared in the lake below.
When these people saw the 100,000-meter-tall, malevolent ghost, they were so scared that they almost collapsed to the ground.
The palm of the High Heaven Ten Thousand Feet Ghost slammed down.
Countless magic treasures that rose into the sky were shattered, and divine arts and spells could not even break the skin of the ghost.
His palm slapped down firmly.
Water gushed out, and the powerful water pressure even penetrated the surrounding mountains.
The dust settled.
The lake disappeared, and in front of them was a huge pit that was dozens of miles wide.
The bottom of the pit was as smooth as a mirror as if it was made of diamond.
"Pinching the stars with your bare hands? What a powerful force." He Chuan clicked his tongue in wonder. Under such a huge force, any technique was useless. It was not even as good as a slap.
"Hatred cannot last overnight. Go to the headquarters of the Crystal Soul Trading Company now and kill his entire family."
The Crystal Soul Trading Company was located in the central region of the Northern Ocean.
It was in the center of the Scorching Sun Dynasty and the Vain Deaths City, which was a buffer zone between the two regions.
Relying on this, he had no idea how much profit he could make.
The Reincarnation Palace had a good relationship with the shopkeeper of the Crystal Soul Trading Company.
He did not expect that when the Reincarnation Palace was in trouble, it would be this group of people who defected first.
"Palace Master, why don\'t we bring more people?" He Chuan asked.
No matter what, the shopkeeper of the Crystal Soul Trading Company was an Immortal Venerable. In addition, it was their nest, so He Chuan felt a little unsafe.
"No need!" The shadow of the void shone on Yuan Emperor\'s face. His expression was gloomy and evil.
The usually amiable Yuan Emperor revealed his fierce and overbearing fangs at this moment.
It is said that Emperor Yuan lived for 6,000 years and ruled 30,000 ghosts and gods.
Long lifespan.
He was temperamental, killed people like flies, and was domineering and mighty.
Although the era had passed and the glory of the Yuan Emperor was no longer there, it was not something that ordinary people could easily humiliate.
At this moment, He Chuan seemed to understand what Yuan Emperor was thinking.
Revenge wasn\'t the key. Yuan Emperor\'s real intention was to establish his might.
During this period of time, the Reincarnation Palace had been too low-key. The outsiders thought the Reincarnation Palace really could not do it.
Now, they needed to kill so that the world would realize that the Reincarnation Palace was still the powerful Reincarnation Palace from back then.
Soon, the two of them entered the spatial rift one after another.
This time, he also observed the aftermath of the Yama Avatar.
The Yama Avatar walked the path of the strongest.
The gods and demons were all-powerful.
If he wanted to suppress them, he would have to be stronger than them.
Therefore, the Yama Avatar was extremely tyrannical. It attacked steadily and ruthlessly, suppressing the demons with absolute power.
The headquarters of the Crystal Soul Trading Company was built in a city at the foot of the mountain.
It belonged to a relatively large chamber of commerce.
The opening of trade routes in this place was not that simple.
The trade route was at least 100,000 miles.
In the middle, they passed through the territories of the various righteous and evil forces. The elves and ghosts in the forest, the ghost kings in the mountains, and the demon kings were all obstacles to transportation.
Therefore, almost all the forces that solved these difficulties and successfully reduced their costs could make a lot of money.
Relying on these accumulations, Qingmu Emperor was able to build a huge family business.
The city was bustling with noise, and from time to time, there would be flying lights descending.
There was a magnificent palace in the center of the city.
In front of the palace was a square paved with white marble.
The floor was carved with dragon and phoenix embossed, as well as a dust-repelling and energy-gathering array, making it look very luxurious.
The square was filled with hundreds of red tables.
Handsome red-robed maids continuously served immortal pills, sycamore, fine wine, beast meat, demon pills, and other delicacies.
The fragrance assailed the nose, and the auspicious aura washed away.
The white gas gathered by the energy-gathering formation lingered around the square. This place was like a fairyland.
At this moment, most of the people were already seated at the table. From time to time, someone would fly down from the sky.
"Sect Master Daoqing has come to congratulate us!" An old Daoist descended from the sky, holding a jade box in his hand.
He strolled to the center of the banquet.
At the end of the golden red carpet was an old man wearing a yellow crown, with white hair and a youthful face, holding a horsetail whisk in his hand.
This person was Qingmu Emperor.
There were nine seats beside him, and only five people sat there. They all looked similar.
The Daoist carried the jade box to a place a thousand feet away from Qingmu Emperor.
"I, Qingyou, am here to congratulate you on your 5,000-year birthday. I wish you the same glory as the sun and the moon, and the same longevity as heaven and earth!" With that, he handed the box to the servant beside him.
Opening the box, there were two Purple Lingzhi inside.
"Sect Master Qingyou, two-thousand-year-old Lingzhi!" The servant shouted.
"Fellow Daoist Qingyou, please take a seat," Qingmu Emperor said with a smile.
People kept coming.