The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 2208 The projection is coming!

Chapter 2208 Projection arrives!
Regarding the number of condensed battle souls, what Ling Hantian was referring to this time was naturally talking about using golden battle puppets to condense battle souls.

When fighting Gong Wuxue before, all the fighting spirits of the bronze war puppets were condensed.

"Cato pays his respects to Yemoto-sama."

When Cato came to the hall, he knelt down respectfully to Yemoto.

Yemoto took a look at Cato, he didn't want to take another look at the strong late-stage king.

But since Cato is a member of the Nether tribe, he has a lot of interest in his heart.

"Haven't you Nether race always resisted our rule? What do you mean by coming here today? If you are surrendering, you can die. I don't raise waste."

"My lord, I'm here to tell my lord one thing. Takas has been enslaved by that young man from the Xuanhuang Realm."

Cato trembled all over, and a look of fear flashed in his eyes.

He did come to surrender, but he didn't expect the demon Yemoto to look down on him.

Fortunately, after a sudden change of mind, Cato revealed the matter of Tarkas.

"What? Tarkas is enslaved by him!"

Tashan screamed.

Takas's cultivation level is only the limit of the virtuous king, but in the tribe, because Takas' uncle is one of the strongest cultivation bases in the tribe, Takas' status is not low.

Therefore, Tarkas has access to a lot of information.

Takas was sent out last time, and Takas escaped back alone. Tashan did not expect that Takas had been enslaved.

This time Chu Zhantian died in battle, and he instantly thought that it might be Takas who tipped off Chu Zhantian's surprise attack.

Only in this way can it explain that Chu Zhantian died in battle.

If it wasn't for an ambush, it would be impossible to die in battle with Chu Zhantian's strength.

"Call Tarkas."

Yemoto's expression was indifferent, and he didn't see any joy or anger. The indifferent voice spread, and someone immediately summoned Tarkas.

Not long after, Tarkas came in from the outside and knelt down respectfully to Yemoto.

But the moment he saw Cato, his face turned pale.

"Takas, have you disclosed our clan's actions to Ling Hantian?"

Tashan's face was cold. Looking at Takas' expression, he could already confirm that Chu Zhantian died in battle because of Takas.

As soon as this thought came up, the anger in Tashan's chest couldn't help but surge up.

"This seat will kill you!"

"stop!"

After Yemoto's voice came out, Tashan's body stiffened, like cold water pouring from his head to his heels, and he looked at Yemoto suspiciously.

Tarkas had long been soft to the ground, seeing that Yemoto would not kill him, a desire to survive appeared in his eyes.

Yemoto looked at Takas and said jokingly, "I will give you a chance to make amends by concluding your slave contract."

"My lord, Tarkas is stupid, I don't know how to conclude the slave contract that has been signed?"

Tarkas knew that this matter could not be hidden from Yemoto. According to Yemoto, is there a way to solve his contract problem?
"Use the method I gave you to forcibly conclude it, and your cultivation will drop by a level."

Yemoto flicked his fingers, and the black soul crystal shot into Tarkas's forehead.

Tarkas shuddered, and then he knew what to do.

Although he would lose a realm of cultivation because of this, Tarkas did not dare to hesitate.

His hands slid up quickly, gradually forming a star vision on top of his head.

Immediately afterwards, above the star vision, there were a series of spider webs.

Takas' face turned pale, and his cultivation quickly dropped.

As Tarkas's cultivation began to drop, a vast amount of devilish energy gushed out.

Tarkas's eyebrows split open, and a contract with bright red blood emerged.

"Using the contract as a guide, come to my mind body!"

Yemoto's indifferent voice sounded, and Tashan looked at Yemoto.

Immediately, Yemoto saw that Yemoto's hands kept sliding, and the dark soul power poured into Tarkas's slave contract.

At this moment, it was as if a portal to the void had been opened, and endless dead energy was tumbling.

There are traces of scenes condensed in the dead air, and scaled warships appear in the scene.

"Is that Ling Hantian?"

On a battleship, Tashan saw a handsome young man.

This young man has an extraordinary temperament, and at first glance he is not a thing in the pool.

Tashan immediately thought that this young man was Ling Hantian.

At this time, thousands of miles away from here.

Ling Hantian was recovering his strength in the battleship when he suddenly felt flustered, as if someone was watching him.

Rumble!
At this time, the devilish energy retreated rapidly, and an indescribably terrifying aura appeared.

The moment everyone felt this information, their faces changed drastically.

"Not good, there is a projection clone of a strong man descending!"

The demon clone and Yinyun King looked at the sky as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and saw a fluctuation in the space, and a terrifying figure gradually solidified.

Ling Hantian stepped outside and looked up at the gradually solidified figure, his face full of seriousness.

The vast and powerful aura almost made him unable to breathe.

Just the breath is so terrifying, the strong man who appears must not be able to deal with them.

The scale demon also came to Battleship Mountain. Facing the terrifying aura, his demon body was trembling, and he couldn't help trembling.

"It's the breath of the devil, a devil is coming!"

As the strong man stared at him gradually, infinite death energy permeated the air, and the whole world was filled with the smell of death, as if this world was about to die.

Ling Hantian recognized the other party's identity, his face was extremely serious.

According to the news he learned, there are demons sitting in the big clans such as trolls, horned demons, and foxes.

And the cultivation base of those demons is almost all in the Empress Xian period.

But its real fighting power is hundreds of times higher than that of Empress Xian.

Even the ordinary Xianhuang extreme powerhouse will be broken in his hands.

Ling Hantian knew very well that he tried all means, but he was barely able to fight against the strong in the early stage of Xianhuang.

Therefore, the current him is unable to deal with such a strong man.

As for other people, whether it is the demon avatar or King Yinyun, they are all only at the early stage of Xianhuang.

Their combat effectiveness can at best be used to fight undefeated against the strong in the mid-term of Xianhuang.

With the arrival of the demon, Ming Luo and the others were so frightened that they could not speak.

Many strong men prostrated themselves on the ground, shaking like chaff.

"You are Ling Hantian?"

After Yemoto's clone condensed, he opened his eyes and looked at Ling Hantian.

The indifferent and dark eyes carried the majesty of a superior.

His words gave Ling Hantian an urge to answer.

However, Ling Hantian roared in his heart immediately, exuding a soaring aura from his body.

How could he be overwhelmed by Yemoto?
Ling Hantian looked at Yemoto, and asked indifferently, "Who is your Excellency?"

"Humph!"

Yemoto snorted coldly. For thousands of years, no one dared to look at him like this, and dared not answer his words.

This cold snort, carrying an invisible force, directly exploded in Ling Hantian's sea of ​​consciousness.

Suddenly, Ling Hantian's sea of ​​consciousness set off a stormy sea.

With just a cold snort, Ling Hantian's face turned white, and a fishy sweetness welled up in his chest.

If it wasn't for holding back, Ling Hantian would definitely spit out a mouthful of blood.

Yemoto asked again, "You killed Chu Zhantian?"

(End of this chapter)