At that time, who in the entire Netherworld Temple could withstand Ye Chen's sharp edge?
With Ye Chen's talent, reaching this level is only a matter of time, and that time will definitely not be too long.
The more the ghost thought about it, the more apprehensive it became.
"Is it possible that we can only ask the Ancestor for help?"
This is something the ghosts of the underworld don't want to see.
Because this is the ultimate trump card of his Netherworld Temple.
In each of the eight ancient divine temples, a celestial king slumbers.
Their mission is to protect the temple, and they will only appear to save the day when the temple is in danger of destruction.
Because their realm far surpasses the limits of the mortal universe, they are targeted by the Heavenly Dao as soon as they are born. Therefore, even if they are Immortal Kings, they only have one chance to make a move.
Afterwards, they will either suffer a backlash from Heaven and their souls will be scattered.
Either return to the Immortal Realm before Heaven can react.
Therefore, the Netherworld Ghost naturally did not want to waste this only opportunity on Ye Chen.
Just as the ghost of the underworld was lost in thought!
A loud shout echoed throughout the Netherworld Temple.
"Netherworld Ghost, I, Ye Chen, have returned. Today, you and the Netherworld Temple will surely be destroyed."
As the shout subsided!
Two figures slowly emerged outside the Netherworld Temple.
It was Ye Lingtian and Ye Chen.
"Ye Chen, you're asking for death."
Upon hearing Ye Chen's voice, the Netherworld Ghost's anger surged instantly.
He never expected that Ye Chen would dare to come back. How much did he look down on the Netherworld Temple?
Do you really think his Netherworld Temple is made of clay?
Swish, swish, swish!
Immediately, the Netherworld Ghost and the four Supreme Elders of the Netherworld Temple appeared one by one, surrounding Ye Chen and Ye Lingtian.
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