Zhuo Yifan has experienced many magical things in his life, but none of them shocked him as much as this one.
Unknowingly, he had become the master of the Netherworld Tower!
When his consciousness unfolded, it covered the entire Netherworld Tower almost instantly.
Only then did he realize that although this Netherworld Tower was made by stealing a large piece of earth from the Nine Nether Abyss, the structure of the entire tower was exactly the same as that of the Nine Nether Abyss. It could be regarded as a smaller version of the Nine Nether Abyss.
What's more important is that in this miniature version of the Nine Nether Abyss, he can clearly perceive the situation in every place. The places in the tower corresponding to the prisoners are clearly marked.
Not only that, Zhuo Yifan also felt the vast power of the Netherworld Tower. The power of an entire interface was gathered in the small Netherworld Tower. He could borrow it at will, just like borrowing the power of the Demon Tower.
Deep in the magic tower, there was a familiar wave of shock.
If Zhuo Yifan's consciousness was not confused, he would be able to recognize it, then it is definitely a part of his own soul!
I actually soul-refined this Netherworld Tower?
When did this happen?
Zhuo Yifan was completely confused!
But looking carefully, Zhuo Yifan's face looked even weirder, even a little pale.
He discovered that, although that part of the soul looked no different from his current soul, it was filled with an ancient and desolate atmosphere, as if it had been sleeping for a long, long time.
Zhuo Yifan's heart moved, and the next moment, his body merged into the void and disappeared under the shocked eyes of Silver God.
With just one thought, he crossed half a planet's distance and appeared directly in the deepest core of the Netherworld Tower.
Where, there is a quaint palace!
This hall is more gorgeous and older than the buildings in Star Reaching City, and is full of an ancient atmosphere that has accumulated over time.
When Zhuo Yifan walked in the main hall, he felt as if he had traveled through time and space and arrived in the ancient times. A familiar yet unfamiliar atmosphere was spreading.
He stared at all this blankly and tried to shake his head.
He was very sure that this was his first time here, definitely his first time, but the feeling here was so familiar and warm, like a wanderer returning home. Although everything was lifeless, he still felt
kind.
Zhuo Yifan slowly walked into the main hall. It was an ancient main hall that was ten times larger than the main hall of Zuixing Tower. There were ferocious beasts on both sides of the main hall, which were lifelike, but without any vitality.
Zhuo Yifan felt a sense of desolation and sadness from them.
He couldn't help but put his hand gently on the head of a strange animal that looked like a pet dog but had beautiful wings, and rubbed it gently, his eyes blurred.
A drop of crystal tears rolled down uncontrollably.
Snap!
The tears fell on the animal's head, like a broken crystal, splashing with brilliant ripples.
Zhuo Yifan was stunned and stretched out his hand to gently wipe away his tears. He looked at his hand in confusion. The next moment, he took it back tremblingly, clenched his fist tightly, and then strode towards the main hall.
"Come out!"
Zhuo Yifan roared loudly, opened his big hand, and a fire net flew out, directly covering the throne.
Woof woof!
On the originally empty throne, there was a sudden cry, and a small animal appeared, struggling in the fire net.
Zhuo Yifan bluffed and grabbed it, frowning involuntarily.
It turned out to be a snow-white puppy that was less than half a foot long!
This puppy is somewhat similar to a fox dog on Earth. It looks cute and cute. It looks at Zhuo Yifan with a pair of big innocent eyes filled with tears, seeming extremely aggrieved.
"Little guy, who told you to hide there and keep silent? Fortunately, I send and receive things according to my heart now, otherwise your beautiful hair will be scrapped in this life." Zhuo Yifan grabbed the little guy's arm angrily.
said the ear.
The puppy barked and struggled hard, but failed to break free.
Zhuo Yifan climbed up the nine jade steps and came to the throne.
This throne is extremely cool. The armrests on both sides are actually carved with two majestic dragons. When you sit on it, you feel like you are sitting on the back of a dragon, so powerful and domineering.
Zhuo Yifan sat on the throne, closed his eyes, and let out a long breath.
The throne suddenly seemed to come alive, flowing like mercury, adjusting its size according to Zhuo Yifan's body shape, and finally fixed in the most suitable position.
Zhuo Yifan sighed lightly, and his consciousness easily penetrated deep into the throne and merged with the soul.
Feeling this group of souls, Zhuo Yifan finally understood something.
He looked at the puppy, and the puppy looked at him, its eyes filled with an indescribable meaning. When it saw Zhuo Yifan's eyes, it whimpered and buried its head deeply in Zhuo Yifan's.
In my arms, it was like seeing a long-lost acquaintance.
It turns out that in my previous life, I was such an awesome person.
Zhuo Yifan picked up the puppy and placed it in front of him, showing a self-deprecating smile: "A prison warden is really awesome among prisoners, right?"
The puppy whined twice, nodded hard, and seemed to understand.
Zhuo Yifan has known for a long time that he is the reincarnation of a true immortal, but no one knows what kind of person he was in his previous life. But now, Zhuo Yifan has some understanding, no matter what his name was in his previous life
, what have you done, but at least one thing is certain, your position is a prison warden!
In charge of the huge prison of Jiuyou Abyss!
No wonder I don't need to recognize the master of Netherworld Tower at all, because I have always been its master. No wonder what I want in my heart can come true, because here, I am the king, and even the rules of heaven and earth must obey me.
Unfortunately, Zhuo Yifan's spiritual consciousness scan did not reveal anything about his identity.
It seems that my past life was quite mysterious.
Zhuo Yifan smiled to himself.
Through the Netherworld Tower, he discovered that the power he could use now was actually limited. Just like the Demon Tower, although its power was immense, the amount of power he could use was related to his own cultivation.
However, as your cultivation level increases, the power you can control will definitely become stronger and stronger.
This is naturally much simpler than the cultivation process of ordinary monks, because as long as the level of cultivation is improved, there is no need to worry about not being able to keep up.
If he reaches the realm of true immortals, with just one thought, he can actually pass through the Netherworld Tower and directly travel to the Nine Netherworld Abyss. But now he cannot and does not dare to, because the prisoners imprisoned in the Nine Netherworld Abyss are all very cruel.
Chapter completed!