Apart from the fact that the Eighth Prince was still somewhat wary of him, his soul was also somewhat restless.
The dragon bloodline of the Dagan royal family also prevented his soul from entering.
If you forcibly refine the power of your bloodline, it may cause harm to this body.
Old Man Baihun, who regards it as his own body, naturally would not do so.
He has waited for thousands of years, so a few decades won't make a difference.
A thought flashed through his mind, and he remembered something, so he handed over control of his body to the Eighth Prince.
The Eighth Prince suddenly came to his senses, only to find that the enemies around him had disappeared, and he was a little confused.
He just felt that he had arrived at a lonely and empty place, where there seemed to be nothing, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.
Then he appeared here, rubbed the ring tentatively, and said, "Teacher, what happened? Are you free?"
The Taoist Baihun transformed into a soul, opened his mouth, and said: “The seal of the Netherworld Cult is extraordinary, and it seems to have the power of restriction, so those people retreated.
And I have expended a lot of energy protecting you.
But don't worry, my soul is back now.
Just rest for a few days, and even the gods won't be afraid."
When the Eighth Prince heard this, he was filled with indescribable joy.
Thinking that he had a chance of becoming emperor, he was not disappointed with how hard he had worked and how long he had waited.
He immediately congratulated, "Congratulations, Teacher, on escaping from hardship and being reborn."
Taoist Baihun laughed heartily, but also said: "You don't need to say more, now that I have your help, I will naturally support you with all my strength.
If it weren't for you, I would have been sealed in this underground palace for endless years."
However, Taoist Baihun changed the subject and said in a deep voice, "But at this moment we still need to act with caution, according to my perception.
There seems to be a corpse king in this underground palace, we must be careful to deal with it."
"Corpse King?" The Eighth Prince's face changed drastically when he heard that.
If monsters and ghosts are called kings, then they correspond to the celestial beings or immortals of human beings.
He was worried and asked anxiously, "Teacher, what should we do?"
At this moment, the Eighth Prince had lost some of his opinion. After all, he had never dealt with a Corpse King before, so he asked hurriedly.
"Let's wait here and observe the situation.
Don't worry, I'm here, you'll be fine. This Corpse King may be strong, but I have ways to deal with it," Baihun Taoist comforted.
There is a corpse king in this underground palace. Of course it is true, and it is impossible to deceive the Eighth Prince about such a thing.
His purpose was to increase the pressure on the Eighth Prince so that he would have to rely on himself.
At that time, it will be easier to take over someone else's body.
However, this thing still needs to be planned slowly.
As for the Corpse King, he was of course the backup plan left by Taoist Baihun.
After all, everything involves risks. This underground palace seals his main soul, so it is natural to leave protective measures.
The energy of the Corpse King is also the source of maintaining the barrier of this underground palace.
If you encounter an enemy after taking over a physical body and your soul is weak, you can also use the Corpse King to fight a few times.
As for why the Netherworld Cult brought those martial artists here to kill each other.
The purpose of nature is to increase blood and qi and awaken it.
But this is just a trigger, just like a spark can ignite a forest.
At this moment, a deafening roar suddenly came from the depths of the underground palace, followed by a terrifying breath sweeping over.
I saw a corpse king suddenly rushing out from the underground palace, baring its ferocious fangs, and pouncing towards a dozen supreme grand masters who were fighting outside.
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