The boiling resentment is everywhere, surging in all directions!

Even if the Feather God came, the power to shatter the Great Void would be contaminated by the boiling resentment, and the Wings of God would also be contaminated and then corrupted.

After a long period of accumulation, the resentment within the Three Thousand Senluo Prisons has undergone a qualitative change.

In front of Ye Wuque, it is of no use at all.

The Pure World Glazed Fire continued to burn for a full quarter of an hour.

Under Ye Wuque's control, no corner was left untouched, and the main goal was to do it cleanly and thoroughly.

The many great vengeful spirits sealed here wailed endlessly, and their voices gradually faded away until they disappeared completely.

Ye Wuque stood among them, not in a hurry.

After dozens of breaths, the raging Pure World Glazed Fire finally dissipated, revealing the clean and tidy Senluo Prison.

Brother Ye was very satisfied with this.

Because wherever he looked, there was no big vengeful spirit; they were all happily liberated by him on the spot.

Buzz buzz buzz!

Suddenly, Ye Wuque's heart moved, and he felt a faint golden light coming from all directions.

The power of merit!

It surged in at this moment and poured into Ye Wuque's body.

Ye Wuque was not surprised by this. There were too many evil ghosts and resentful spirits in the Three Thousand Senluo Prisons, and each of them was filled with tremendous resentment. After being purified by the methods of Buddhism and Taoism, they would naturally gain the power of merit.

Ye Wuque has always accepted the power of merit. After all, it is a rare good thing that may come in handy at any time.

In the beginning, the reason why he was able to comprehend the third level of true god characteristics of the soul so smoothly and easily was because he had the "power of merit" to help him.

Next, Ye Wuque continued to move forward.

All the way, we always focus on compassion and helping others.

Wherever it passed, the Pure World Lapis Lazuli Fire seemed to be accompanying it, constantly showing its power.

The endless number of vengeful spirits and wronged souls were all moved to tears of gratitude, and thanked Brother Ye with all their might. Their voices were so loud that Brother Ye felt comforted when he heard them.

Very comfortable.

Until one moment.

After Ye Wuque sent away another group of vengeful spirits, he discovered that there was a faint light coming from the front.

This light clearly had a hint of darkness, which was obviously of the resentful kind, but it was very soft, and there was even a hint of holiness in it.

This made Ye Wuque's eyes flash.

"The positive pole produces the negative pole, and the negative pole produces the positive pole..."

“I never expected that in the deepest part of the Three Thousand Senluo Prisons, where the resentment reached its peak, a sacred meaning would actually be born!”

"It seems that the vengeful spirits in here have escaped from their original level and evolved to a higher level."

As Ye Wuque took a step forward and walked into the last Senluo Prison of the Three Thousand Senluo Prisons, suddenly, light filled the air.

Ye Wuque saw a vast world, and then his eyes narrowed slightly!

Because he actually saw a... country!

A complete ancient country.

I saw the vengeful spirit wearing armor, presenting a standard!

No!

That should no longer be a vengeful spirit, as it no longer has any resentment in it. Instead, it has become sacred. It has evolved into some kind of...undead.

The undead are already a complete race, separated from the vengeful spirits, and have intelligence and a hierarchy.

“Who?”

A loud shout was heard, and suddenly dozens of undead spirits rushed over and surrounded Ye Wuque. However, when they saw the Pure World Glazed Fire lighting up around Ye Wuque, they instinctively paused.

“Don’t do it!”

"Please invite this distinguished guest to come over..."

An old, powerful voice with a sacred flavor was heard, and the tense atmosphere suddenly stopped.

Dozens of undead spirits immediately bowed and accepted the order. Their attitude became respectful and they made an inviting gesture towards Ye Wuque.

Ye Wuque collected the Purifying Glazed Fire and walked towards the kingdom of the undead ahead.

After climbing to the highest point of the undead, I immediately saw a huge throne of bones. On the throne of bones, sat a tall human figure!

This was an undead ghost that looked like a middle-aged man in his fifties, but four pairs of rotten divine wings extended from his back.

But the strange thing is that there is no resentment at all, instead there is a hint of holiness.

This creature is obviously the ruler of the kingdom of the dead, the King of the Dead.

"Your honored guest has come from afar, I am honored..."

The Undead Lord clasped his fists and bowed to Ye Wuque.

"Your Majesty is too polite." Ye Wuque returned the greeting and looked at the undead monarch.

"Three Thousand Senluo Prisons is one of the most terrifying forbidden places in the eyes of the creatures in the Western Desert! No creature would easily set foot in it, but a distinguished guest has come. I guess he is not a native creature of the Western Desert, right?"

"I came here specially for something." Ye Wuque responded indifferently, and then changed the subject.

"But I didn't expect that in the deepest part of these Three Thousand Senluo Prisons, a kingdom of the dead was born."

"It has also evolved into an undead monarch at the level of an eight-winged feather god."

"Your Majesty is very capable."

Ye Wuque began to praise.

"Your Excellency is too kind. I am just lucky." The Undead Lord seemed to smile.

At this moment, the undead guarding here from all directions were shocked!

The great monarch in their eyes was actually quite cruel on weekdays. He treated the big vengeful spirits outside as desserts and would eat several of them if he disagreed with them.

Now, in front of this mysterious human, he is so... kind and easy to talk to?

"The monarch should be the local boss of these Three Thousand Senluo Prisons, right?" Ye Wuque asked again.

The Undead Lord's eyes flickered with a ghostly light and he said, "Not bad, just wasting time, does the distinguished guest need any help?"

"Does the king know about 'Ancient Zen'?"

Ye Wuque asked directly.

The Undead Lord suddenly exuded a terrifying aura, seemingly involuntary, but he restrained it immediately!

But the many undead warriors below were trembling all of a sudden and almost fainted!

Only Ye Wuque was still standing with his hands behind his back, his face calm, just looking at the Undead Lord.

"Ancient Zen..."

The Undead Lord quickly adjusted his mood and let out a sigh, which seemed to carry a hint of resentment.

"In the past, when I was still ignorant and in chaos, I was captured by this ancient Zen sect!"

"However, the ancient Zen Buddhism has long been destroyed!"

"Your honored guest is late."

"Although the entire ancient Zen Buddhism has been destroyed, the ruins are still there, right? I would like to go and take a look. Can Your Majesty show me the way?" Ye Wuque continued.

The eyes of the Undead Lord flickered continuously, and then he shook his head and said, "Please forgive me for not being able to show you the way. That place... is too dangerous!"

"Besides, there is nothing interesting to see in the ruins of the ancient Zen Buddhism. They have all become ruins. I don't want to have anything to do with the ancient Zen Buddhism anymore!" The Undead Lord chose to refuse.

Ye Wuque was not annoyed, he just suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the air!

Wow!

The body of the Undead Lord who was sitting cross-legged suddenly trembled, he stood up in shock and anger, and stared at Ye Wuque!

Because at this moment, a broken... relic had appeared in Ye Wuque's right hand!

"It's a good relic, pure and vast. The reason why you were able to evolve successfully and become the 'Undead Lord' is because of the power of this incomplete relic of a high monk." Ye Wuque played with the relic and spoke with a faint smile.

"If I'm not mistaken, this incomplete relic is what you got from the ancient Zen Buddhism, right?"

The Undead Lord stared at Ye Wuque, and the aura of the Eight-Winged Feathered God began to boil, as if he was ready to take action at any time!

result.

Soon, the Undead Lord saw Ye Wuque showing him a smile that looked extremely kind, even harmless. For some reason, his heart suddenly trembled!

The next moment, Ye Wuque's voice sounded.

“He who knows the times is a hero.”

"monarch."

"What do you think?"