"Join the war? Are you blind? I'm fighting right now."
Stop giving orders and just focus on stabilizing the front lines.
Once I win, I'll naturally help you.
Of course, you can also control it so that I don't receive the power of the Underworld.
But don't blame me for not warning you beforehand. If you don't provide me with the power of the Yellow Springs, don't blame me for running away on the spot.
If we lose this battle, don't blame me for complaining to the highest hell—if you're still alive then.
Xiao Heizi spoke with absolute confidence.
Anyway, the Soul Master couldn't see what was happening.
As for the supreme cycle of reincarnation, let's talk about that when he can descend again!
Even if we take a step back and say that I still have the domineering king protecting me, why would I be afraid of his reincarnation?
As for why he didn't reveal his hand directly, Xiao Heizi had his own considerations.
He believed in Badao's track record, so he was certain that Badao was not in good form right now.
Although Badao could easily crush him, he is currently at his weakest compared to other forbidden beings of the same level.
Otherwise, he wouldn't need to be so low-key.
Since that's the case, I should naturally take advantage of the moment when the domineering is weak to make a good impression.
I keep Your Majesty in my heart, and Your Majesty surely sees it.
Once the King recovers to his prime, won't I, Little Blackie, take off?
Wasn't its Soul Master just lucky enough to latch onto the coattails of Reincarnation to become the ruler?
My little blackie isn't necessarily worse than it, is it?
"Hmph, I'm not as petty as you think."
The Soul Master snorted coldly, then reassured everyone, "Don't panic, just hold on a little longer."
Once I have slain Houtu, I will be able to spare the resources to support you all.
"Yes, sir!"
"Don't worry, Lord Soul Master, I can hold on."
"Victory is certain."
In the underworld, voices will echo.
Without exception, the owners of these voices were all Venerable beings.
In terms of sheer number of beings at the Venerable level, the Reincarnation and Chaos Families are unparalleled in the starry sky.
Of course, having more Venerable-level beings wouldn't make much difference.
What truly determines the direction of the starry sky is always the taboo at the top of the pyramid.
Dominators can influence the situation to some extent, but only if there are enough Dominators standing together.
If they separate, their fate will be like that of the former rulers of the Nine Heavens, who were powerless to fight back when faced with taboos.
......
The Yellow Springs continue to irrigate.
Li Fan's gaze gradually shifted from the Yellow Springs to the Gate of Ghosts.
I don't know why.
He always felt there was something wrong with the Ghost Gate.
He wasn't sure what the problem was, but it just felt very strange.
However, he did not attempt to investigate.
He was weak and kept a low profile.
If they are strong enough, they will kill again.
It would be unwise to cause trouble at this time.
......
The end of the underworld.
A door stands there.
This door was exactly the same as the ghost gates Li Fan had seen, but it had a weightiness that those ghost gates never had.
This door is always open, as if it were the source of the underworld.
The Soul Master who was clearly at the end of the Yellow Springs is not here now.
In reality, no living being can reach the place of rebirth.
Even the strongest among the reincarnation's followers, the Soul Master, can only control the Ghost Gate projection.
The same applies to other reincarnated beings; they travel between the stars by means of projections from the Ghost Gate.
Just then, a head suddenly emerged from the underworld.
The shriveled head was covered with ravines, with only a few strands of hair floating in the murky spring water.
After the head appeared, the body, which looked like a dead tree, also rose to the surface.
"Well!"
Suddenly, the old man opened his tightly closed mouth.
Then, a "whooshing" sound was heard.
Like the sound of an old bellows being pulled, occasionally mixed with the dull thud of rotting wood.
A short while later, the old man opened his eyes.
His eyes, like obsidian, possessed a brightness completely at odds with his appearance.
When those eyes lit up, the decaying body slowly rose from the underworld.
At first glance, the old man's body was covered with lividity, like that of a dead person.
But upon closer inspection, one will find that the spots on his body are not lividity, but countless fine lines.
"It really is true!"
"I did it."
"hey-hey!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The old man smiled.
He laughed heartily.
The fine lines on his body melted away like ice and snow, and his body, which was originally like rotten wood, was given new life.
A chilling black mist emanated from his body, enveloping him completely.
His aura surged, and in an instant he broke through the Venerable Realm and entered the Dominator Realm.
Just as he manifested his aura, the Yellow Springs, which had been flowing forward, surged with countless waves, attempting to blast the old man out of the area.
"Reincarnation, one of the three great taboos under the starry sky, you're truly no good anymore."
"With this power of the Yellow Springs, what can you do to me?"
"I have come today to gladly accept my place of rebirth."
"Forget about reincarnation, I'm going to turn this place into a ghost town."
"From this day forward, all living beings and the dead under the starry sky will become my ghost soldiers and generals."
The old man flipped his hand and slapped it down, easily suppressing the Yellow Springs that were stirring up a thousand waves. Then, a ghostly hand from the depths pressed down heavily on the Gate of Hell, which had stood there for who knows how many years.
"Since this treasure is named Ghost Gate, it must be destined to be mine!"
A terrifying light flashed in the old man's eyes, and countless ghostly energies surged from his body, condensing into countless patterns to seal the door.
"Ghost Ancestor, how dare you!"
In the Yellow Springs, the transparent consciousness of the soul master appeared in the distance.
His voice was no longer as calm as it had been when he was facing the big black bull; his face showed no sign of anxiety.
As the sole ruler of the Land of Rebirth and the strongest among the Reincarnation's followers, the former Soul Master Rugu was originally a ruler-level being who roamed the starry sky.
These top experts had all interacted with each other to some extent.
Ghost Ancestor is a madman.
In the years before the Soul Master pledged allegiance to Reincarnation, the Ghost Ancestor had already begun plotting to seize the power of Reincarnation.
His path is to genuinely compete with reincarnation for survival.
In fact, that's exactly what he did.
Samsara attacked him more than once, but this guy lived up to his name, he was very cunning and impossible to kill.
Now he has not only appeared, but he has also used some strange means to go against the flow of the Yellow Springs and reach the Gate of Hell.
Whatever this madman wants to do, he must stop him.
As for Houtu... well, let's just leave her be and drag her into a chaotic battle.
The Soul Master, in a fit of rage, lifted up the City of the Wrongfully Dead and crashed it against Houtu, charging towards the end of the Yellow Springs.
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