World of Cultivation - Chapter 889

[Chapter 889]

After finally completing the promise of the corpse, Zuo Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

He is not too worried about inheriting the throne of Hades. As a god, he is already one of the top powerhouses in the world. Things went more smoothly than he imagined. He had made the worst plan before, if he could not subdue the 300,000 army, he would completely block this world.

Of course, that was the worst plan. The 300,000 troops, and they are still the elites of the Nether Realm, are really all slaughtered, and the Nether Realm must be seriously damaged. Zuo Mo didn’t have any objection to killing people, but he wouldn’t do unnecessary killing.

Right now is the best result.

This result was so much better than Zuo Mo’s expectations that he couldn’t help thinking about his next plan.

Except for An Mo Liangwei and others, no one knows the identity of the King of Mo Yunhai. He was acutely aware that this might be the perfect opportunity.

For the time being, he hasn’t figured out how to use it.

Suddenly, the cheers outside the car interrupted his thinking, and his thoughts moved, and everything that happened outside came to his mind.

Countless people gathered on both sides of the road, and the crowd followed the road without seeing the end.

Wherever the chariot passed, people bowed. “My king is on top!” shouts such as these were heard incessantly.

An Mo and other accompanying War Departments raised their heads and raised their chests with pride on their faces.

Zuo Mo was a little surprised.

He would never be treated like this in Mo Yunhai, even if he was the creator of Mo Yunhai. This stemmed from the cultural differences between the two places. Most of Mo Yunhai’s main members were cultivators. There are many sects of cultivators, and there has never been a great unity, so cultivators have no king. For the Demon Race, whenever they are most prosperous, there will inevitably be a powerful king. In their hearts, the king’s status is sacred. For most demons, the king is their hope and the object they can follow with their lives.

The absolutely strong performance of the new king makes the underworld full of longing for the future.

Whenever a powerful king appears in the Demon Race, it is often the time when the Demon Race is the most powerful.

When the team marched outside the Pluto Palace, there was already a sea of people outside the Pluto Palace. Almost all the big and small leaders from all over the Nether Realm gathered here. When they saw the new king’s team, they immediately boiled.

Zuo Mo stepped out of the chariot, and the sight of the endless crowd in front of him was shocking.

The cheers of the landslide and tsunami made everyone tremble involuntarily. An Mo and others were so excited that they witnessed such a spectacular scene with their own eyes, and their hearts were full of pride and glory.

“My king is above!”

I don’t know who shouted, more and more people raised their arms and shouted. The shouts were combined into a turbulent torrent, and even the ground seemed to be shaking.

“My king is above!”

“My king is above!”

People seemed to be tireless, shouting exhaustively.

Zuo Mo stood on the chariot, wearing a bronze mask, he looked like the stars and the moon, dazzling. He looked around, his eyes, swept over people’s faces, he saw their hope for the future, he saw their adoration for him, he saw the pride and excitement on their faces.

Suddenly, his heart seemed to be weighed down by something, heavy.

From today he will lead them and he will be their king.

He took a deep breath and solemnly swore: “In the name of Hades, I will guard this land!”

With only half of the corpse’s body left, he heard Zuo Mo’s oath, and he knew that Zuo Mo was making a promise to himself.

An ugly smile appeared on the corpse’s face, he put down his last thoughts, only half of his body was left.

Turning his face, facing the empty hall, he said to himself, “Let’s do the last thing.”

The aura of the corpse exploded.

His whole body released a star-like light, and only half of his body was left, which was rapidly dissolving. Almost at the same time, in the five corners of the underworld, five familiar breaths rose into the sky.

The corpse’s face glowed with holy light, and he smiled softly at the corner of his mouth, “Thank you!”

The dazzling light quickly devoured his body, and the sky-high light enveloped the entire underworld.

His expression was solemn and solemn: “Six of us, I am willing to use the broken body and lack of soul to forever control the underworld, no reincarnation, return to chaos, in order to pray for peace!”

boom!

The dazzling white light instantly devoured the corpse.

There was only a lingering sound in the air.

“…to pray for peace…”

Six beams of light soared into the sky in the underworld and disappeared instantly.

In the hall, there is nothing.

Zuo Mo suddenly raised his head.

He felt the breath of a corpse!

“…to pray for peace…” It seemed that Zuo Mo’s ear sounded, but in the blink of an eye, the corpse’s breath disappeared.

Suddenly, a white spot of light the size of a grain of rice fell on Zuo Mo’s face, cool but full of divine aura.

The sky sprinkled with countless white light spots, fluttering like snowflakes, hazy and beautiful.

Suddenly someone in the crowd exclaimed: “This thing can increase divine power!”

People immediately got excited and flew into the sky one after another, chasing these spots of light around.

At the same moment, in every realm of the underworld, the light spots are flying like snow.

Zuo Mo’s mood immediately went down. He was already mentally prepared for the death of the corpse, but when it really happened, Zuo Mo was still uncontrollably sad.

Zombie is probably the most peculiar powerhouse he has ever seen. He possesses incomparable strength. Among all the masters Zuo Mo has seen, Zombie is definitely at the top. But such a strong man is full of nostalgia for this land.

That kind of deep feeling, Zuo Mo has never felt in other people.

Even in the end…

In the eyes of many people, such a natural vision, which happened to appear when the new king ascended the throne, further proves the extraordinaryness of the new king.

The light rain lasted for three days and three nights.

The entire Underworld was revelling for three days and three nights.

When the five figures appeared in front of Zuo Mo, Zuo Mo couldn’t hold back his emotions any longer, and his vision instantly blurred.

“Master!” Agui burst into Zuo Mo’s arms with a cry, just like when he was a child.

Zuo Mo burst into tears and was speechless, just patted Ah Gui on the back.

After the recovery, Ah Gui lost her stubbornness, but she was a strong girl. She soon noticed that she was losing her temper, and she suddenly broke away from Zuo Mo’s arms, but there were still two lines on her face. tears.

“Junior Brother!” Wei Sheng looked at Zuo Mo, his eyes slightly red.

This tough guy with steel is also very excited at this time. When he saw the five sacred wooden coffins, he thought of his younger brother dragging five sacred wooden coffins and wandering in the endless void for ten years, the hardships in it can be imagined!

“Senior Brother!” Zuo Mo was also extremely excited.

The two hugged tightly.

Luo Li was by my side, turning the virtual into the real, and now he has broken free from the shackles of the previous virtual shadow. He was also very excited: “Senior brother!”

Zuo Mo saw Luo Li, but couldn’t help but smile: “Junior brother, now, I finally got what I wanted, and I can fly with me.”

Luo Li didn’t expect Zuo Mo to make fun of him, his face flushed red, but I was very generous. Although there was no smile on his face, he was not as cold as before.

“Sir!” Zong Ru’s voice tried to be calm, but Zuo Mo also heard a trace of trembling and excitement in it.

Zuo Mo punched Zong Ru and said with a smile, “Good good!”

Among the crowd, Zeng Lian’er was the calmest person, and she still had a light-hearted look on her face. She found that Zuo Mo’s eyes fell on her face, and he blinked: “You have already become the King of Pluto, why don’t you be the King of Hundred Barbarians.”

Zuo Mo never expected that Zeng Lian’er opened his mouth to say this, and was stunned in place.

“Our friendship with you in the Hundred Barbarian Realm is deeper than that in the Nether Realm. It is a good thing for you to be the King of Pluto, but you can’t favor one over the other. My father is still in the Hundred Barbarian Realm.” Zeng Lian’er blinked.

Zuo Mo came back to his senses without being pretentious, and said casually, “I’m thinking about this.”

That’s right, Zuo Mo was thinking about this.

Zuo Mo was thinking about how to use his identity as Hades, so he thought of the Hundred Barbarians. If he attacked the Hundred Barbarian Realm as Hades, the resistance he would encounter would be far less than if he attacked the Hundred Barbarian Realm as Mo Yunhai.

Because both the Underworld and the Hundred Barbarians are Demon Races, his identity as the Underworld King is not so repulsive to the people of the Hundred Barbarians. And if Mo Yunhai’s identity attacked the Hundred Barbarian Realm, it would easily arouse the resistance of the Demon Race.

These days, he has browsed the situation of the Hundred Barbarians. The Hundred Barbarians are now the most powerful in the Demon Temple, and both the Demon Commander Alliance and the Hero League are gradually declining. However, there is still a long way to go before the Temple of Demons is unifying the Hundred Barbarians.

This is undoubtedly a great opportunity for him.

In this battle of Hades, the power of the Underworld has not been damaged. With the power of the Underworld, it is a great victory to deal with the Demon Temple. Relying on the prestige of the new king, gathering the crowd together to win the Hundred Barbarian Realm, even if it annexed the Demon Commander Alliance and the Hero League, and squeezed the living space of the Demon Temple, it would be absolutely beneficial to the Nether Realm.

Once his identity as the king of Mo Yunhai is exposed, it will not be so easy to do this. No one will sit back and watch a giant take shape, not the Devil’s Temple, not Kunlun, not even the Monster Race.

It is very likely that several parties will join forces to deal with them, and then they will truly encounter enemies on all sides.

And to fight in the Hundred Barbarian Realm as Hades, that is the civil war of the Demon Race, Kunlun will not be so vigilant. And the demon clan will not intervene, there are not many battles between the two demon clans, and the demon clan will not interfere in the civil war of the demon clan.

What’s more, Mingyueye himself was too exhausted to take care of himself.

If he can achieve his goal, win the Hundred Barbarians, and become the king of the entire Demon Race, plus Mo Yunhai, his strength will be unmatched, even Kunlun is inferior to him.

No matter how bad it is, take down the Demon Commander Alliance. In this way, the Nether Realm will be able to connect with Mo Yunhai, and a huge force will be formed.

Moreover, Zuo Mo has other killer moves.