Chapter 483: The Southern Legion's Request for Help, the Imprisoned Angel's Soul

The selection of inner court disciples is not a trivial matter, but after Fu Ye resolved this matter, the head of the Southern Legion, Le Zhengen, came to Shrek Academy in person.

"Le Zhengen? Why did you come to see me?"

Fu Ye was leaning leisurely on the recliner in his office, while Le Zhengen bowed his head and saluted him in a proper manner.

"Your Majesty Fu Ye, I am sorry for disturbing you during your visit. Please forgive me."

In terms of seniority, Fu Ye is his equal, but because of the difference in strength, the other party always has to bow and nod when he sees him.

"Stop talking so much nonsense. Since you need something from me, tell me the business first, and then tell me about the relevant compensation. I hate you people playing all this nonsense here."

After hearing Fu Ye's words, Le Zhengen didn't dare to delay any longer.

After making sure that no one was eavesdropping, he slowly spoke, his expression becoming nervous.

"Your Majesty Fu Ye, I came here this time to ask for something related to the gods."

Having said that, Le Zhengen looked up at Fu Ye, and after seeing that the other party did not make any move, he directly told Fu Ye about the current situation of their Southern Legion.

Not long after, after listening to Le Zhengen's story, a hint of amusement appeared in Fu Ye's eyes.

"So, because of the disappearance of the God Realm, the existence in the secret realm below your Southern Legion is no longer willing to hand over the angel power to you, and because you have previously obtained some angel power from them."

"Now the other party is gradually extracting these source powers and the power of faith from you, which has caused your martial spirit to degenerate severely."

After hearing Fu Ye's story, Le Zhengen directly displayed his angel martial spirit in front of him.

Fu Ye saw the angel spirit behind the other party. The golden light of the four-winged angel spirit was almost completely faded, and the human form of the angel spirit was about to completely fade, leaving only two pairs of completely blank white wings.

"Your Majesty Fu Ye, you are extremely powerful. Even the strongest Ultimate Douluo on the continent cannot survive a single move from you. This matter concerns the rise and fall of our Angel Family. Please save us!"

Le Zhengen almost knelt down to Fu Ye at this point, and Fu Ye guessed that this kind of thing should not have happened recently. The other party probably had noticed the abnormality three years ago, and all the methods he used didn't work, so he came to beg him.

As for the god who was imprisoned by the Asura God mentioned by the other party, it was probably Qian Renxue.

What he didn't expect was that Tang San was really so cruel that he treated his former enemies as food. This was something he could really do.

"Although it is difficult, it is not impossible. However, it is very difficult. After it is done, I hope that your Angel Family will give me 70% of its assets. Otherwise, after I have dealt with that remnant soul, I will come and take away what belongs to me personally."

Fu Ye was not asking for too much. After all, this was a matter of killing a god with the power of a mortal. Leaving 30% of the foundation to the other party was also a fund for him to settle down so that he would not resort to desperate measures.

"70% of the industry, isn't this a bit...

When Le Zhengen heard Fu Ye say that he wanted 70% of the Angel Family's assets, a thoughtful look appeared between his brows.

After a long while, he finally gritted his teeth and nodded.

"Yes, after this is done, 70% of the assets of my Angel Family will belong to Your Majesty."

The southernmost border, the headquarters of the Southern Legion.

Compared to the white snow in the Far North, the Far South is mostly frozen soil without any life. The temperature here is not much different from that in the Far North, but because the climate is too dry and there are thousands of miles of rocky hills and forests, there is no snowfall here.

Of course, the territory of the Southern Legion is a hundred miles inside the extreme southern permafrost, and the Angel Family is also located there.

"Chief!"

When the city gate guards saw Le Zhengen bringing people here again, their eyes were full of awe.

After a while, Fu Ye followed Le Zhengen's footsteps and arrived at the center of the Southern Legion.

The architectural style here is different from the black fortress outside. Even the walls are decorated with various rare metals.

Seeing this, Fu Ye understood in his heart that this was the location of the Angel Family.

Soon he saw Le Zhengyu sitting in a courtyard with a decadent look on his face.

"I'm sorry to make you laugh, Your Majesty. Zhengyu's own strength is not very strong. With the power of faith and angelic power in his body being drained away, his cultivation has stagnated for two years."

Le Zhengen put on a forced smile, but Fu Ye didn't care.

He was originally a little puzzled as to why Le Zhengyu dropped out of school for no reason. It turned out that it was because his own martial arts spirit was affected and degenerated.

"Let me make it clear in advance that my mission is to help you deal with the remaining soul of that god. As for whether you can recover after I have dealt with it, I cannot guarantee that."

Hearing Fu Ye's words, Le Zhengen nodded in agreement without even thinking.

After passing through seven layers of heavily guarded metal doors, Fu Ye finally followed Le Zhengen to the so-called "entrance" to the secret realm of angels.

"Is this the entrance to the secret realm? But the original space gate seems to have been closed by some force."

There was no big fluctuation in Fu Ye's voice, as if he had known this would happen.

"That's right. If you want to enter it, you can only tear open the space crack yourself, so."

But before the old man Le Zhengen could finish his words, Fu Ye simply drew a line in front of him with one finger, and a smooth space crack appeared in front of them.

"You just stay here. I will help you deal with the matter regarding the residual soul of the god. Remember the agreement between you and me. Otherwise, the consequences will be something that your Angel Family and even the Southern Legion cannot afford."

As Fu Ye's figure disappeared into the space crack, Le Zhengen finally felt relieved.

Because in his opinion, if even Fu Ye, the strongest man on the continent, cannot do this, then their Angel Family and even the entire continent may face a devastating disaster in a hundred years!
The residual soul of a god is still a god!
In the Temple of Angels, a golden figure imprisoned in the central hall by a blood-red ball of light was now constantly emitting golden divine power.

Fu Ye used his physical body to resist the pressure emanating from the angel god Qian Renxue, which was unique to gods.

As if she had sensed someone coming, she slowly opened her illusory pupils.

"You are an interesting human, but do you really think you can fight against this god?"

(End of this chapter)