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Chapter 67: The Power of the Soul God Purifies the Power of the Underworld, the King of the Eight Dead Rulers! [Please Read Further]

Within the Abyss of Evil, the figure of the Armored Heavenly Dragon slowly appeared.

Its body was still enormous, but the azure light seemed somewhat dim, clearly indicating that it had expended a great deal of energy shattering the Fiend Abyss above the ancient capital battlefield.

On the head of the Armed Heavenly Dragon, Li Xuan's figure gradually became clearer.

"I really underestimated the power of Sha Yuan," he said with a bitter smile, his face as pale as paper.

"Ah Xuan, are you really going to risk everything to seize the power you mentioned?" Armed Dragon asked.

Although it has been somewhat depleted, it still possesses the power to sweep away everything!

"Ugh!!"

The endless undead below were immobilized by the aura of the Armed Heavenly Dragon, and the weaker ones were crushed to death!

"Since we're already here, of course we should take it," Li Xuan said with a smile, having caught his breath.

The ancient capital still possesses considerable strength, and we should certainly seize the opportunity to acquire it!

"it is good."

Armed Dragon nodded and flew deeper into the area with Li Xuan, the oncoming yin wind posing no obstacle to it.

Before long, they passed the army of the dead and arrived at the white tomb.

The white mausoleum was exceptionally magnificent, entirely constructed of white jade, so smooth that it seemed to reflect the heavens.

It should have looked noble and holy, but in this land of the dead, this white color seemed to be an eerie white that represented death.

"Tear it down!" Li Xuan didn't follow the rules at all.

"Um."

Armed Heavenly Dragon nodded slightly, a sharp glint flashing in its dragon eyes.

It suddenly raised its massive dragon claw, and azure light condensed at the tip of the claw, transforming into a dazzling blade of light that slashed fiercely towards the white tomb.

"boom--!!!"

The moment the light blade collided with the white tomb, a deafening roar erupted.

The white jade tomb was as fragile as paper under the terrifying power of the Armed Heavenly Dragon, and a huge crack was instantly torn open.

"Snap—!"

The white tomb began to collapse, jade fragments fell like raindrops, and the entire structure of the tomb quickly disintegrated under the attack of the armed dragon.

With this blow, the Nine Deaths and One Life Bridge also collapsed completely.

"Let's go!"

Immediately, Li Xuan stood on the head of the Armed Heavenly Dragon and flew directly over.

Under absolute power, the concepts of life and death are meaningless.

Soon, Li Xuan saw the altar.

Because he was in the air, he immediately saw the Blood Throne atop the altar.

The Blood Throne is made of red jade, crystal clear, with sharp edges, and looks like a king's throne with countless sword blades stuck upside down!

On the throne was a black armor robe, spotless and untouched by any dust.

Even after more than two thousand years, it still reflects a cold light.

You can even see the armor that reflects the cold light, mirroring your tiny figure like a mirror!

The armor, though unworn, seemed to possess a life of its own; one hand supported its cheek on the helmet, its body slightly tilted.

"You've arrived?"

The eerie sounds came from all around, and it was impossible to tell which direction they were coming from.

His voice was like an echo coming from the darkness in the distance, ethereal and indistinct.

It was as if a voice was emanating from the depths of one's heart, a fear emanating from within, echoing in one's mind.

"I've come to take you away!" Li Xuan said calmly.

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"Then let's go."

That eerie voice rang out again, still sending chills down your spine.

"The power of the Soul God descends!"

Li Xuan stared at the Blood Throne, and the next moment, three forces—gold, white, and blue—suddenly surged out from his body.

They carried Li Xuan's will and surged toward the armor that exuded a mysterious aura.

"What are you doing?!"

"Of course, I'll take you in!"

"Arrogant!"

The eerie voice suddenly flew into a rage, clearly enraged by Li Xuan's idea.

"You're nothing but a wisp of evil thought, relying on the life force absorbed by the Abyss of Fiends to maintain your consciousness. Don't actually try to become a king!"

Li Xuan gave a sarcastic remark.

The true ancient king is long dead; this is merely a trace of his malice, combined with the evil spirit born from the armor.

This evil spirit didn't possess much power; otherwise, Zhan Kong in the original timeline wouldn't have been able to maintain his self-awareness.

This shows that this slightly evil spirit is nothing more than an infant burdened with heavy treasures.

"Die!"

The moment the three forces touched the armor, the entire space seemed to freeze.

The once peaceful Blood Throne suddenly trembled violently, and the blood-red jade emitted an eerie light, as if resisting the erosion of this foreign force.

"No!!"

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The armor robes fluttered without wind, churning and roaring like black flames, a powerful counterforce attempting to repel the power of the Soul God.

Seeing this, Li Xuan poured all his magical power into the power of the Soul God.

With the support of the three forces, the light intensified, transforming into three thick pillars of energy that firmly locked the armor.

"No, absolutely not! Two thousand years! We were so close..."

The armored evil spirit roared madly, but it was completely helpless against it.

The Armored Heavenly Dragon hovered to the side, silently guarding Li Xuan.

The three energy pillars formed from the power of the Soul God were so dazzling that they were impossible to look directly at, like sharp blades deeply embedded in the armor.

Under the suppression of this powerful force, the armor's struggles gradually became powerless, and the churning black flames gradually dimmed.

"No...it's impossible..."

The armored evil spirit's voice grew weak and desperate, its resistance fading further.

As time went by, the power of the Soul God gradually seeped into every corner of the armor.

The runes on the armor, which had originally shimmered with an eerie light, began to change under the baptism of the power of the Soul God.

The runes no longer exuded a sinister aura, but were gradually enveloped in a layer of soft light, as if they were being purified anew.

"Well--!"

Finally, with a resentful roar, the armored evil spirit's consciousness completely dissipated.

The armor on the Blood Throne now floated silently in the air, showing no further signs of resistance.

"Wings of Night, this power is yours."

Li Xuan remained calm. With a wave of his hand, he removed the impurities from the armor, condensing them into a ball of pure energy, which he then sent into the Myriad Manifestations Gate.

Then, he looked down and said in a low, indifferent voice, "Since you're here, why hide?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the beautiful figure of Jiuyou slowly emerged from the void.

At this moment, her demeanor was completely different from before; she was no longer the high and mighty Queen of the Dead.

He first performed a deep bow with utmost respect, his voice trembling slightly: "Greetings, Your Majesty!"

"Interesting. I am human, how can I be the king of you undead?"

Li Xuan looked down at Jiu You from his high vantage point, his eyes filled with great interest.

"Whoever obtains that power will be the king of the eight fallen rulers; this is the mark on our souls," Queen Jiuyou replied respectfully.

"Even if you want us to commit suicide, we will do it!"

"Hehe, I see."

Li Xuan briefly examined the impurities extracted from the power of the Underworld Lord.

This includes the memories of the ancient king, various lost magic arrays, and the methods of controlling the Abyss.

Of course, there are also ways to make the rulers of all directions perish.

P.S.: Thank you all for reading!

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