My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner
Chapter 968 - 490: Miniature Underworld_2

Chapter 968: Chapter 490: Miniature Underworld_2

Mr. Sun turned and entered the sea, hundreds of miles away from the coast, looking for a deserted island to sit on and wait quietly for the opportune moment to arrive.

It seemed like cultivating in the sea was not as safe as in Copper Gorge, but with Brother there, any place with water was home ground.

After waiting for four days, suddenly a massive warm current surged from Brother’s body. Mr. Sun faintly smiled and sent the treasure box into the Commander’s Token!

The timing was perfect, the moon shining over the sea, and Eastern Land was in the middle of the night. The Ghost Zone opened, and the music and dance by the River Water seemed more prosperous than ever. The streets were filled with cultivators of all kinds. The Ghost Market was now well-known throughout the entire Wood Dynasty, attracting many minor unique cultivators who came from afar to seek refuge. Many powerful cultivators who needed specific treasure materials also came to try their luck in the Grand Gathering, usually leaving satisfied. Even if they didn’t make a purchase, they dared not cause trouble.

Gradually, even the Nine Witch Demon Court, the 36 Tribes of the Northern Region, and Sang Island had heard about this special market by the banks of the Wood Dynasty River.

With the King of Souls dominating the Ghost Market and many Tier-6 soldiers under his command, even ordinary top-tier sects dared not provoke them. However, that day, a man casually flicked his sleeve at the entrance, blasting eight Ghost Knights flying, and brazenly entered.

Seeing the bustle and prosperity before him, he grinned and laughed heartily, "I never expected that a mere Nether Spring back then could have developed into a small Underworld now. That’s wonderful! Old friends of the 72 Paths of the Netherworld, I’ll take over on your behalf!"

Ghostly Stanley Evans led dozens of ghost knights in pursuit. He shook the Chain Lock in his hand, "Who are you scoundrels that dare to run wild here?!"

That man just stared at the Chain Lock in Stanley Evans’ hand, "There’s even a ghost officer and magical tools that embody the rules of the Miniature Underworld! This is indeed a pleasant surprise."

He flicked his sleeve again, and the ghost knights behind Stanley Evans screamed and flew away. Stanley Evans was restrained by the man with a "Blood Needle" that pierced through his head, nailing him in place, unable to move.

"Surrender to me, or I’ll destroy your ghost status and erase you completely!"

Stanley Evans groaned inwardly. There had been troublemakers in the Ghost Market before, but today this person was too ferocious! With such strength, could he be Tier-7? He wondered if the King of Souls and the Judgment Officer could subdue him.

But then a loud roar resounded, and the Corpse Fiend, like a moving hill, charged violently. The man’s eyes filled with blood, shining across the entire Ghost Zone and highlighting all the powerful ghost spirits.

"This place is simply dripping with riches!" The man exclaimed, and then added, "I underestimated the Overlord of the 72 Netherworld Dukes back then!"

Boom!

A blood thunderbolt rolled over, directly suppressing the Corpse Fiend. The bloodlight kept steaming with thunderbolts, restraining the Corpse Fiend’s huge body from moving.

King of the Souls stepped forward cautiously, and the ghost face covering the sky of the Ghost Zone was manifested by him. He was very cautious, "Who exactly is Your Excellency? You must know that this place belongs to a powerful Honored Lord. Your Excellency has worked hard for your cultivation, don’t forsake your foundation in a moment of reckless bravado!"

"Ha ha ha!" The man misunderstood, "So you already know there’s a master behind this place? But it doesn’t matter, the Overlord back in the 72 Netherworld Dukes wasn’t even my opponent, and now I’m even less afraid of him."

King of Souls was stunned. Was this person in front of him the opponent of the Honored Lord back then? Was the Honored Lord even worse than him?

The man raised his hand, and endless blood shadows rolled out, filled with various strange insects that emitted piercing screams. Throughout the Ghost Zone, cultivators covered their ears in pain and fell to the ground, screaming.

The blood shadows filled the entire Ghost Zone, and he shouted, "Hand over this place quickly, or all of you will turn into a wisp of blood qi in my Blood Sea!"

He suddenly saw the Drowned Ghost Princess standing side by side with the Lord of the Bone Sea in the Ghost Zone and burst into lewd laughter, "Heh heh heh...this ghost woman is quite to my taste. Be a good girl and serve me as my concubine. You’ll be rewarded with boundless opportunities in the future, even reaching the Great Path with the body of a ghost..."

King of Souls calmed down. This person indeed boasted highly of himself, and the power he displayed was indeed powerful, even surpassing his own level. But judging from his display of strength, he was only at the Seventh Level. To what extent was the Honored Lord’s strength? They had once guessed that the Honored Lord had to be at least Tier-7, but "various indications" later on proved that he was far beyond Tier-7.

His registered disciple was already at the Sixth Realm with Four Merits and might advance to the Seventh Level within a few decades.

So, it was very likely that the Honored Lord had already reached Tier-8 and above.

You only had this level of strength, and you dared to claim that the Honored Lord was not your opponent back then? How foolish! You accidentally let the cat out of the bag.

So King of Souls calmly said, "I advise Your Excellency to be careful..."

The man snorted, dropping his hand, and the blood shadows and insects turned into a raging Blood Sea that engulfed the entire Ghost Zone! This Blood Sea had a special rule that could melt and integrate everything and turn it into its own blood qi. The more it absorbed, the stronger it became.

The vast number of unique cultivators in the Ghost Market had already realized, "Seventh Level!"

"It seems that a big tree attracts the wind. How many Seventh Level beings are there in this world? Yet, one of them has come to suppress the Ghost Market!"