a long time.

The voice sounded again.

But full of anger.

"How could you do this to me?"

"Do you know who I am?"

Number 8 raised his hand again.

"No matter who you are, if you dare to disturb my Qing Xiu, you should die."

He finally found an absolutely silent void to interpret the meaning of the sword.

While he was in the mood, this guy was extremely noisy, which made him very angry.

A sword intent roared out, seeming to split the entire world in front of him.

"Damn it, you monster."

"I am the spirit of the Underworld Throne. If you want to be the Lord of Underworld, you must agree with me."

The spirit of the weapon is rapidly weakening.

This was the first time in so many years that he had seen such a weird human being.

After staying in the realm of absolute void for 999 years, not only did I not go crazy, but I was still unfulfilled.

What kind of monster is this?

In the void, a little light suddenly shines.

It was a floating long sword.

Unpretentious.

Just like people with size 8, at first glance, they look as light as boiled water.

Once people take a first look at it, they won’t be interested in taking a second look.

However, in this dead space, its appearance has become the most dazzling existence.

"No, this is impossible!"

"I am the weapon spirit who controls this void of silence. Without your permission, you cannot make any changes here."

The weapon spirit of the Underworld Throne screamed in disbelief.

No. 8 said lightly: "Really? As long as I am willing, no one or any rule in the world can stop me."

He stretched out his hand and pointed forward: "I said, this should become a sword domain."

Lines of bright light kept flashing.

One after another, long handleless swords appeared all over the void.

Number 8 said: "I'll give you a choice, come out and surrender, or die."

Qi Ling said in shock: "You... you are only a five-star cultivation level, how dare you threaten me?"

"If you kneel down and beg me, maybe I will agree to help you control the Huangquan River."

No. 8 frowned coldly: "If it wasn't for Young Master's need, I wouldn't bother talking nonsense to you."

"Since you don't understand current affairs, then... just die!"

He waved his hand.

Thousands of long swords exploded at the same time.

The sword energy exploded and spread across every void.

The weapon spirit screamed.

Then there was silence.

The sword intent circulated in No. 8's eyes, and the world in front of him slowly cracked open.

Blood flowed from his hands, dripping onto the armrests of the throne.

The throne is slowly changing.

Finally, under the eyes of everyone in disbelief, it turned into a sofa.

He looked at Ren Kuang and showed a hint of smile.

"Young Master, are you satisfied?"

Ren Kuang laughed loudly: "Very satisfied."

Being able to change the shape of the throne means that you have absolute control.

Hades and others shouted in unison: "Meet the Lord of the Underworld."

The name No. 8 revealed too many things.

Now, they finally understand Ren Kuang's plan.

Ren Kuang, it’s not that he is not interested in the Throne of Underworld.

He just simply doesn't want to be the Lord of the Underworld.

No. 8 sat on the sofa, flew slowly over, and landed in front of Ren Kuang.

But he stood up and saluted Ren Kuang respectfully.

"Young Master, please take a seat."

Everyone felt extremely ridiculous at this moment.

The Lord of Underworld is actually Ren Kuang's servant.

In their eyes, a person who is not the Lord of the Underworld is allowed to sit on the throne that is extremely noble.

If it were an ordinary master, he would probably establish his prestige for his servant and politely decline.

But Ren Kuang burst out laughing, walked over and sat down, looking at everyone with a smile.

"You don't have to be polite. From now on, we are all a family and should love each other."

There is actually nothing wrong with what he said.

Hades surrendered.

Can these soul cultivators created by Hades be able to establish another branch?

However, these words made Alice very angry.

She gritted her teeth and said, "Damn it, I know this bastard Holy King won't fight an uncertain battle."

"Eight thousand years ago, we were tricked to death by him. Unexpectedly, we would not have peace after death and would continue to be controlled by him."

So unwilling!

The point is, I seem smaller now than before.

The Holy King wanted to covet her beauty, and she couldn't resist.

Radas smiled bitterly and said: "Sister, stop talking, let's think about how to please the new master."

Joseph said: "I think this is our opportunity."

"Haven't you noticed that over the years, not only have we not made any progress in our cultivation, but we have also experienced huge hidden dangers?"

Several people were startled.

Ladas said: "That's right, my cultivation has not improved for three thousand years."

"In this Yellow Spring River, the soul power resources are infinite. If we were complete souls, we would have already broken through to the realm of the gods."

Joseph said: "Back then, in Zhantian, we only had the remnants of our souls left. If it weren't for Lord Pluto, we would have completely disappeared."

"However, Lord Pluto cannot solve the problem of missing souls."

"But Ren Kuang can."

Radas said excitedly: "Yes, even Lord Pluto has placed his hope on him."

"If Princess Pluto can be saved, it proves that we can also be reborn."

"For these thousands of years, our only wish is to be reborn as adults and walk on the land we are familiar with again."

There was deep nostalgia in his eyes.

"I wonder if my lineage of berserkers will still dominate the world as before."

Alice said coyly: "But Ren Kuang is the reincarnation of the Holy King. Once he awakens his memory, I... wouldn't I be in danger?"

Radas sighed and said: "Sister, now that things have happened, I am no longer afraid to tell you the truth."

"Actually, the Holy King has never liked you."

"He just treats you as a sister."
To be continued...