Emperor of Death

Chapter 1250

The sarcophagus in the underground secret room was moved into the purgatory space, and those who originally chose to retreat in the underground secret room were also transferred into the purgatory space by Yechen.

With the sarcophagus as the center, the dragon blood warrior's barracks was arranged by Yechen into a large corpse raising place, filled with yin and qi, but well isolated from the outside world by the formation.

For a long time, Yechen kept his ears shut and focused on his cultivation.

It takes a huge amount of strength to hit Martial Master, especially Yechen is practicing the Heaven-Defying Art of Six Paths of Reincarnation, which requires even more energy.

Unknowingly, fifty days have passed in the purgatory space, and ten days have passed outside.

Yechen had a premonition that his realm was about to break through, and he would be able to step into Wuzun within five days.

For the third perception of power, Yechen became more clear, but there is still a layer of paper that cannot be pierced, just like looking at the moon in the flower well in the fog, but you can't see it clearly.

. . . . . . . . . . . .

Ningwu Kingdom, the rock palace where the Underworld Sect is located.

With the development of the entire mountain, the mountain has been completely hollowed out, and the entire mountain has become a huge palace.

Above the palace, there are [-]-meter-high statues of the gods of the underworld, with a pair of gods coveting the world.

A large crowd stood in the square in front of the statue, each of whom was dressed in black with a solemn expression.

Bai Chuan stood at the forefront of the crowd, and there were several big shots standing side by side with him.

They are all big figures who intimidate the world.

One of them is Ning Wu Wang Yang Kai.

In addition to Yang Kai, there are three princes and kings, namely Shangguan Yu, the prince of Feiyu Kingdom, Zhu Yuan, the prince of Weining Kingdom, and Zhuge Tao, the prince of Changning Kingdom.

Each of them is a well-known princes and kings, super masters at the level of Emperor Wu.

In addition, there was another person standing beside them, wrapped in a black robe, making it impossible to see his face clearly.

Everyone present didn't know him, but his name can scare ordinary warriors to their knees. He is the suzerain of the Soul Refining Sect, and he hates this life.

His name not only deterred the death empire, but all races would tremble when they heard his name, and even alien races were frightened by the existence of the Soul Refining Sect.

They are the kings of the underground kingdom, the rats in the eyes of the world, and the nightmare of all warriors. They do everything they can to refine their souls. In order to temper stronger zombies and ghosts, their lives have no bottom line.

Once a person has no bottom line, it will make everyone frightened.

Standing behind these people are all the masters of the vassal kingdoms and the Soul Refining Sect, as well as Wen Zaichen and other big bosses from the imperial capital.

Behind these people, there are about 10 people densely packed.

Wen Chuan raised his scepter and sang loudly and rhythmically: "The great and omnipotent god of the underworld, your most devout servant is calling for you in the Wushen Continent, please cast your eyes on this continent, everything you see in your sight And, in the future, it will be your land of trust, and all living beings within your sight will become your servants, please bestow your mercy, let your believers wear your glory, please give your believers strength , let me dedicate my modest efforts, and I only hope that one day I can worship at your feet. Under the witness of your great god, in the name of the great and supreme god, the god religion was established here. This is your glory alone .”

"Greetings to the god of the underworld!" Countless people shouted in unison, and then they all knelt down devoutly on the ground, sticking their limbs and foreheads to the ground, and worshiped the god of the underworld devoutly.

Only Wen Chuan was still standing on the ground, holding his scepter high and said loudly: "God's glory is everywhere, God, please witness this moment."

Wen Chuan's voice fell, and a dazzling silver light suddenly bloomed on the statue of the god of the underworld. Looking at this silver light, the rest of the people did not have much reaction, but Wen Chuan's whole body suddenly trembled, excitedly Exclaimed: "Miracle, this is a miracle, the great God of Hades heard the call of our humble existence, and sent down a miracle."

Silver light bloomed and shrouded everyone.

Wen Chuan's aura suddenly soared, from the seventh rank of Wu Zun to the eighth and ninth rank of Wu Zun...

Then, Wen Chuan broke through, and directly under the blessing of the divine power, he was promoted to the rank of Martial Saint. His powerful aura permeated his body, which moved countless people.

"I actually raised a small realm." Yang Kai exclaimed, he had been stuck in the second-rank Martial Emperor for countless years, but under the bath of this silver light, he was actually promoted to the Three-Realm Martial Emperor in a short moment. Said that every small realm is a huge improvement, and the abundant power in the body makes Yang Kai feel that his strength has increased by [-]%.

Yang Kai's eyes were filled with shock, and he immediately lowered his head, and kowtowed more piously at the feet of the God of Hades.

Except for Yang Kai, all the masters above the Martial Saints have been promoted to a small realm, and all the Martial Venerables have been promoted by one or two promotions.

This is a miracle, a true miracle, only the gods can have such a heaven-defying power, from a distant void, people can increase their strength in an instant.

Wen Chuan shouted: "Thank you for the gift of the god of the underworld, your servant will always crawl at your feet and listen to your divine voice!"

Everyone shouted in unison: "Thank you for the gift of God of the Underworld."

Everyone was full of excitement, lowering their heads even lower, and their puzzled eyes gradually became firmer.

The light on the statue gradually dimmed and returned to an ordinary statue. At that moment, everyone who witnessed this scene strengthened their beliefs. They regarded belief in gods as the most important thing to do.

If you can gain strength by relying on gifts, what do you still practice hard for?
Wen Chuan turned around, held the scepter in his hand and said, "The Sect of the Underworld was established today. From then on, I will be the holy son, and everyone around me will be the deputy leader of the Sect of the Underworld, with equal status to me."

"Greetings to the Holy Son, and the Deputy Hierarch." Everyone bowed in unison.

"The blood sacrifice begins!" Wen Chuan shouted loudly.

Seven people were tied up and carried to the feet of the Hades statue. Their mouths were gagged, and the rags from their mouths were taken out when they were placed on the ground.

"General Lu."

"General Qin!"

"Sect Master Lu..."

When everyone's name was called out, the faces of countless people became very surprised. These people were either high-ranking figures in the vassal states, or the top suzerains of the country's top sects, but now they are all prisoners.

The seven people immediately cursed, and someone shouted loudly: "Yang Kai, you are a majestic vassal country, and you actually believe in some gods, it is really embarrassing to our human race."

"Zhu Yuan, I would rather die than believe in any bullshit gods. The Lord of Death once said that there are only human races who die standing up, and there are no human races kneeling to survive."

"You shameful people betrayed your own true beliefs, shameful, sad..."

Obviously, these people are unwilling to believe in gods, and want to continue to pursue the freedom of the soul. These people are the masters of the human race, the backbone of the human race...

Amidst the many angry curses, Wen Chuan said loudly: "Kill!"

(End of this chapter)