#617 - Kill my cub, you are the first one
Desolate Tower.
Jiang Ming stood in place, looking with satisfaction at the eight great Ghost Gods carrying a coffin together. The coffin was old and exuded a strong aura of decay. Even though it was just a dead object, it still made the ghosts feel palpitation.
“Young Master, we were fortunate enough to not fail our mission. We successfully obtained the coffin of the Netherworld Ghost Emperor. The inheritance lies within the coffin.”
The Sixth Palace Master of the Dark Shadow Palace blinked, looking like he wanted to be praised.
The Palace Master of the Dark Shadow Palace slapped the back of his sixth brother's head and said angrily, “Did you obtain it? How dare you ask for credit? Senior Goddess brought us to obtain it. If it weren't for Senior, don't even mention reaching the seventh floor, you wouldn't even be able to pass the second floor.”
The Palace Master of the Myriad Beasts Palace nodded in agreement, “That's right, that Senior is incredibly strong and has unparalleled supernatural powers. Even the curse that makes Disaster-level Ghost Gods feel their scalp tingle has no effect on that Senior. With a wave of her hand, she can dispel all kinds of curse power. Following the path that Senior walked, this Desolate Tower didn't even reveal a single dangerous place.”
“Young Master, that Senior, is she also a legendary Ghost Emperor?”
In the end, the Palace Master of the Myriad Beasts Palace's tone seemed a little hesitant.
No other reason.
This was too incredible.
His godfather could actually summon a Ghost Emperor-level existence with a single word.
Such treatment, I'm afraid only a supreme ruler of冥帝's level could have.
Jiang Ming chuckled lightly, “You can think of it that way.”
Having said that.
He looked at the coffin and said with interest, “Open the coffin, I want to see what's so special about this Netherworld Ghost Emperor's inheritance.”
Hearing this.
The eight great Ghost Gods accepted the order.
They put down the coffin they were carrying.
And opened it together.
Instantly.
A wisp of faint green gas emerged, filling the entire space.
Rotten, fishy, pungent, making ghosts want to vomit.
The eight great Ghost Gods' faces changed drastically when they smelled this gas. Before they could even react, they fell to the ground with a thud. Their ghostly faces were ashen, and even their bodies were turning gray.
There was no longer any sign of life on their bodies.
Without a doubt.
All eight great Ghost Gods were dead.
It was only a matter of seconds.
Even the Palace Master of the Myriad Beasts Palace, who was infinitely close to a Disaster-level Ghost God, couldn't withstand it for even two seconds, and almost instantly killed seven Nightmare-level Ghost Gods with his ghost-killing methods.
Such a change caused the heroic female ghost's pupils to shrink suddenly, and she exclaimed, “This symptom is the Ghost Extinction Curse, a must-die curse in the path of life and soul. Anyone who is hit will have their body and soul die instantly. This was originally a method aimed at Ghost Emperor-level existences, but he actually used it here. Damn Netherworld Ghost Emperor, he actually left such a trick. Since he doesn't want future generations to inherit his inheritance so much, why bother with this show?”
“Junior Brother, retreat quickly. According to legend, the Netherworld Ghost Emperor once used this trick to curse a Ghost Emperor of the same level. Although he paid an extremely painful price, he still managed to curse a Ghost Emperor to death. We cannot contend with this curse.”
The heroic female ghost's tone was very anxious.
Her beautiful eyes were full of horror.
Whoever touches the curse that can curse a Ghost Emperor to death will die.
Not to mention that they are still in a state of suppressed Yin energy, even in their heyday, as long as they touch this curse, whether it is Disaster-level or Pseudo-Emperor-level, they will die.
There is no chance to resist.
It is one of the most vicious curses in the world.
Jiang Ming's expression was as usual.
Without dodging or avoiding.
He just sneered, “You're already dead and you're still making trouble for the living, and you even killed my people. It's not enough to kill you once to vent my anger.”
After saying that.
Jiang Ming snapped his fingers.
Lv8-level cheat skill 【The World】 activated.
【The World (lv8): When you snap your fingers, time is yours to stop, accelerate, slow down, or rewind wherever your eyes can see. You can set foot in the river of time and go against the current, up to 100,000 years of light.】
The power of time enveloped the entire venue.
Everything in front of him began to rewind quickly.
In the blink of an eye, he returned to before the eight great Ghost Gods opened the coffin.
The eight ghost corpses on the ground also disappeared at the same time, replaced by the eight great Ghost Gods who were in a state of confusion, still alive.
“We just… died!?”
After a long while.
The Blood Corpse Ghost, who had the weakest sense of existence, said in a sharp voice.
He touched his body, his face full of disbelief.
Because his memory did not rewind along with it, he clearly remembered that just a minute ago, his group of ghosts died on the spot because they opened the coffin that buried the Netherworld Ghost Emperor, without even having time to call for help.
But now……
They are alive again.
Subconsciously, the eight great Ghost Gods all looked at Jiang Ming.
Their memories would not be wrong, they did die just now, the reason why they were resurrected was obviously their godfather's work.
“Don't open the coffin yet, Blood Corpse, tell me, when was the Netherworld Ghost Emperor buried here?”
Jiang Ming's voice was calm.
The Blood Corpse was also asked at once, and after recalling for a long time, he said uncertainly: “It has been hundreds of thousands of years since the establishment of the Abyss of Heaven, but the Netherworld Ghost Emperor did not die when the Abyss of Heaven was established, but persevered for a long time before dying with regret. I guess it should be between 90,000 and 100,000 years.”
“Okay, then let's rewind 100,000 years of light first, let me kill him once personally, so that he knows that my ghosts cannot be killed by anyone.”
Without hesitation, Jiang Ming snapped his fingers again.
Time continued to rewind.
The death aura presented by the coffin became more and more intense.
Eventually.
The death aura was so strong that it dissipated on the spot, replaced by ghost energy like a candle in the wind. According to human terms, it was vitality.
Jiang Ming reversed 100,000 years of light, allowing the Netherworld Ghost Emperor, who was originally dead, to come back to life, restoring him to the time node when he was about to die.
Bang!
A muffled sound.
The coffin was kicked open heavily.
A skinny, old, dry corpse ghost, wearing only a shroud and with his chest open, straightened up with a slightly confused expression. His hair was dull and lackluster, and the skin on his body was completely bare gray, looking like he was suffering from the “Ghost Extinction Curse”.
The Yin energy fluctuations on his body were between Disaster-level Ghost God and Pseudo-Emperor-level.
“I… am reborn?”
The dry corpse old ghost whispered.
He reversed from his own state, which should be the 30,000th year of the establishment of the Abyss of Heaven.
Only at this time would his state be so poor that he could not even maintain the Ghost Emperor level, falling to the Ghost God stage.
However……
When the turbid and gray pupils swept around, the dry corpse old ghost quickly dismissed the idea.
No other reason.
At this time node, he still had a trace of ability to act, and was still paying attention to the situation of the inheritors in his God Kingdom. He should not have been disheartened so quickly and lying in the coffin, and there would not be a group of Nightmare-level little ghosts around him.
Moreover, this should be the Desolate Tower.
That was the top-grade third-order Yin artifact he refined. Unless he was dead, the Desolate Tower would never be idle.
With this thought.
The Netherworld Ghost Emperor understood his own situation.
He is dead.
But he is alive again.
His state has also returned to the node where he is still breathing.
And.
All of this is suspected to be related to this group of little ghosts who entered the Desolate Tower.
“Now what is the ten thousandth year of the establishment of the Abyss of Heaven? Did you revive me? Tell this Emperor, what method did you use? If you can continue to extend this Emperor's state, this Emperor can bestow upon you supreme glory and unimaginable power.”
The Netherworld Ghost Emperor opened his mouth.
The vast ghost sound slowly rippled away.
Shocking the hearts of the eight great Ghost Gods.
The Netherworld Ghost Emperor, one of the top ten Ghost Emperors hundreds of thousands of years ago, ranked among the top three in strength, is the true uncrowned king of the Pure Land world, an existence standing at the top of the pyramid.
Now.
Such a great figure who only exists in legends has actually been resurrected and appeared alive in front of them.
This is too dreamlike.
Simply incredible.
They cannot imagine what kind of sensation it would cause if the news of the resurrection of such a legendary Ghost Emperor were to spread out.
More importantly, what level of existence is their godfather, who did all of this?
Thinking of this question.
The eyes of the eight great Ghost Gods, including the heroic female ghost, all fell on Jiang Ming, and the shock in their eyes could not be concealed at all.
Even the Imperial Daughter Yan, who is the daughter of the Ghost Emperor, was dizzy for a while at the resurrection of the Netherworld Ghost Emperor, and a storm was set off in her mind.
……
On the other side.
The Netherworld Ghost Emperor also noticed the focus of everyone's attention, and he also focused his pupils on Jiang Ming. With just one glance, he came to the conclusion: a mediocre Nightmare-level.
The only special point is that the other party is not a ghost, but some kind of alien race that is completely different from ghosts.
His resurrection, is it related to this person?
The Netherworld Ghost Emperor scrutinized and said, “Did you revive me? Answer my question, this is the privilege I bestow upon you.”
His tone was condescending, with undisguised arrogance and unreasonableness, treating answering his question as a privilege bestowed upon the other party.
To this.
Jiang Ming sneered.
“It seems you haven't figured out the situation yet, but you didn't get one thing wrong, it was indeed me who revived you, to be precise, I rewound your time, and reversed your state to 100,000 years ago, only the living you can let me vent my anger.”
Netherworld Ghost Emperor:?
His face sank.
The drowsiness in his eyes deepened.
What nonsense is this kid talking about?
Rewind time? And rewind 100,000 years at once?
You're exaggerating too much.
Not to mention him, even the culprit who indirectly caused his death probably doesn't have the ability to manipulate time like this.
Where did a mere Nightmare-level alien race get the nerve to say this?
He thought like this.
His body stood up straight.
Dense curse power began to permeate his body.
“Boy, you are lucky to have chosen a time when I am in a good mood to tell a joke, I would like to hear how I offended you, and why do you want to vent your anger on me?”
The Netherworld Ghost Emperor said with a sinister smile.
With the posture that if I am in a good mood, I will watch a monkey show for free.
Jiang Ming is not used to it either.
His voice was as cold as a cold spring: “You will know soon, God Kingdom unfolds.”
Words out.
Next second.
The surrounding dark environment changed.
It became clear, spacious, and bright.
Heaven and earth, green grass and breeze, plains and mountains, all came into view.
In just a moment, the battlefield changed from the Desolate Tower to a million-mile prairie.
“Welcome to my God Kingdom, Netherworld Ghost Emperor.”
