Zi Chen looked at these second-grade kings, and with a flash of light in his hand, a piece of Netherworld Token appeared.
"This is the Nether Order, how did you get it?"
Looking at the Nether Order in Zi Chen's hand, Wang Erpin, the leader, said in a bad tone.
"Of course it was given by someone else, could it be that I stole it?"
The other party's tone made Zi Chen a little dissatisfied, so he naturally increased his tone.
"Who would give you this first-grade Nether Order?" The second-grade Wang obviously didn't believe it.
"A man named Huka!" Zi Chen said.
"Huka? Could it be that his brain is cramped and he actually gave you one..."
Before the second-grade Wang in front finished speaking, the aura on Zi Chen's body suddenly exploded. It was the power of the thunder body, which was very violent.
When the power of the thunder body exploded, there was also a powerful wave raging. As this wave appeared, the second-grade kings around were knocked away one after another.
The changes here attracted the attention of many people in the distance. After sensing the aura on Zi Chen's body, everyone's expressions changed.
"you?"
The second-rank Wang leader who was knocked away looked at Zi Chen with a shocked expression.
"What happened!"
A cold voice sounded from behind, and a third-grade king flew towards this side.
Seeing Wang Sanpin arriving, a flash of surprise flashed in Zi Chen's eyes, he had seen him before.
It was the Netherworld who cheered them up when they first came to this world.
"Sir, he has the Netherworld Order on him!"
Those Wang Erpin who were knocked away stood up in embarrassment and said.
"oh?"
Wang Sanpin, whom Zi Chen had met before, noticed the change in Zi Chen's eyes and said, "Do you know me?"
"A few months ago, I met you when I first came to this area!" Zi Chen said.
The third-grade Wang's expression changed slightly and asked: "Why did Huka give you the Netherworld Order?"
"He said you can exchange resources here for God King Crystal."
Hearing Zi Chen's words, Wang Sanpin's expression changed again, and he said: "Are you the Wang Yipin who has been rumored recently and killed dozens of soul clans?"
"Zi Chen."
Zi Chen said, acquiescing.
"It's really you!"
The expressions of the second-rank Wangs around him immediately changed drastically.
Such a big thing happened in this area. As the Netherworld forces, it is impossible not to know about it. It just feels very incredible, even if someone has confirmed it.
It was already shocking that a Wang Yipin could fight against the aborigines, but that he actually killed dozens of them was even more unbelievable.
"We were looking for you everywhere, but we didn't expect you to come here on your own initiative." This Wang Sanpin said, "Oh, my name is Di Luo."
Zi Chen nodded, and the god kings who came around after hearing the news all looked at Zi Chen in shock, feeling incredible.
"Come with me, you are now a celebrity in our underworld."
Di Luo walked forward with Zi Chen, and everyone's eyes along the way fell on Zi Chen. Some were curious, but most of them were shocked and had no doubts.
In these days, the Soul Clan has suffered heavy losses, and everyone seems to be going crazy. This news cannot be false.
But they still couldn't believe how a Wang Yipin could kill so many aborigines.
Perhaps those second-rank Wangs who felt Zi Chen's aura knew that at that moment, they felt the threat of death.
Looking at the god kings he met along the way, Zi Chen said: "I originally thought that the number of people in the Netherworld would be very small."
"There are indeed very few Netherworlds to the outside world. Strictly speaking, these people are not Netherworlds, they are just reserve forces."
Di Luo said: "Only those who have passed the test and mastered the power of the Netherworld are the real Netherworld. The number currently is only a hundred."
"What exactly is the power of the netherworld?" Zi Chen asked.
"If you have fought against the aboriginal people, you should know very well that the reason why the aboriginal people are strong is because they have a unique power of rules that can suppress us and enhance their combat power. The power of the netherworld can suspend the pressure of this rule. With the
As your realm improves, your combat power will naturally become stronger."
Di Luo said: "When we completely lost hope of awakening, this power of the netherworld became our only force against the indigenous people."
"Awakening hope?" Zi Chen asked doubtfully: "What is that?"
"I will tell you after I meet you."
Speaking of that adult, Di Luo's expression became solemn, "If it weren't for the adult, we would have been even more oppressed, and there would be no chance of us standing up."
Zi Chen nodded, he quite agreed with this, because Netherworld has been fighting against the aborigines.
Under the leadership of Di Luo, Zi Chen met the adult.
It was a middle-aged man, wearing a black robe, with a calm aura. Although he did not deliberately emit it, Zi Chen still felt the power of the other person.
"Sir, he is Zi Chen, the one who caused great losses to the Soul Clan during this period."
After Di Luo brought Zi Chen here, he turned around and left.
"Zi Chen, welcome to your arrival."
The middle-aged man looked at Zi Chen with a kind smile on his face.
"Zi Chen has met you, sir." Zi Chen clasped his fists.
"We were surprised when we heard the news about you. If I weren't sure that all the awakening altars in this world have been destroyed by the indigenous people, I would have thought that you had awakened that power." The middle-aged man said.
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"What power is awakened?" Zi Chen asked. Di Luo mentioned it before, but did not give a clear answer.
"A power that should belong to us, and a power that we deserve after coming to this world. It needs to be awakened with the help of an ancient altar. Unfortunately, all those awakening altars were destroyed by the indigenous people."
There was a trace of regret in the eyes of the middle-aged man: "If the altar were still there and we had awakened our power, we would not be weaker than those aborigines at all, and we might even be stronger."
There was a hint of shock in Zi Chen's eyes. They had made guesses before, but now that their guesses had come true, there was no hope.
"Not even one altar is gone?" Zi Chen asked unwillingly, "Will anyone find it?"
The middle-aged man knew Zi Chen's thoughts very well. Over the years, he told one ghost after another about this matter. After they first heard about it, they all felt the same as Zi Chen. After all, nothing is absolute.
"More and more gods are arriving. This area at the bottom of the God King's Heavenly Domain is almost completely occupied by us. If there was an altar, it would have been discovered long ago."
The middle-aged man continued: "Moreover, the former aborigines were the guardians who guarded the altar for us to prevent it from being destroyed by those heavenly beasts."
When Zi Chen heard this, he let out a disappointed sigh. If they were guardians, they would naturally know the number of altars. If they wanted to destroy them, none of them would be left.
I didn't expect it to be like this.
"You already know the biggest secret of the God King's Heavenly Domain. Now it's time to talk about your power. Being able to ignore the rules and suppression of the indigenous people, I want to know where your power comes from."