The King of Ten Thousand Souls is extremely eager to be free.
The only way to escape is to restore the core of the Six Paths to its original state.
Ren Kuang pondered: "It shouldn't be an easy task to resmelt the six thrones into a complete artifact, right?"
The King of Ten Thousand Souls said: "There are seven pieces. The ones controlled by the overlords are the core."
Ren Kuang was startled: "Hegemonic clan?"
The King of Ten Thousand Souls nodded and said: "The Overlords are said to be the innate guardians born from the six paths of reincarnation. Their only mission is to protect the core."
Ren Kuang frowned.
How easy is it to collect all the seven artifacts?
The King of Ten Thousand Souls said excitedly: "My lord, you have now gained absolute control over the human realm and the hell realm. Next, you will capture the orc king's city, annihilate the ghost clan, conquer the Asuras, destroy the fairy clan, and finally conquer the overlord clan."
"Gather the power of all creatures in the world to recast reincarnation."
"The name of the Mad Emperor will resound throughout the world of reincarnation."
"From now on, you will replace Dao Tian and become the unique Emperor of Heaven on earth."
"Ah haha, just thinking about it makes people's blood boil."
The King of Ten Thousand Souls screamed with excitement, like a child.
Ren Kuang was speechless.
Is this guy definitely an old monster who has lived for countless years?
If nothing else, it would be very difficult for the Orcs to deal with it.
Other weapon spirits may not be so easy to talk to.
You must know that the unification of the six paths is equivalent to asking them all to recognize their master and come under the control of Ren Kuang.
No matter it is the original weapon spirit or the powerful person who refines the throne later, they will never accept this result.
Without restrictions, it would be better for them.
In this way, they are no longer small department managers, but real kings.
The King of All Souls is the only exception among these people.
Only when the Six Paths are restored can he exercise his true rights.
Seeing the King of Ten Thousand Souls acting like a hot-blooded young man, so heroic, the corner of Ren Kuang's mouth couldn't help but twitch.
Of course, he will not be easily influenced by a few compliments and compliments.
Ren Kuang always has his own small goals when doing things. Coming to the world of reincarnation through Huangquan River this time is already quite a surprise.
Now that Deng Yinzhu has obtained the throne of Huangquan, it is only a matter of time before he can release the water of Huangquan River, connect the two realms, and establish a stable channel.
When the time comes, I will have to accompany Su Luo to visit the temple.
As for the summoning order of gods and demons, Ren Kuang didn't pay attention at all.
Being summoned to the battlefield between gods and demons is just to kill warriors from other worlds, swallow blood pills, and dissolve the death clock.
But the blood pills of alien warriors that Ren Kuang now possesses are enough for a thousand people to resolve the death clock.
He can come back at any time.
Ren Kuang even had some small expectations.
The desire for control is every man's instinct.
The stronger the person, the more so.
No one will be willing to be inferior to others.
But Ren Kuang was so calm, which surprised the Ten Thousand Soul King.
"There's no rush, I like to have everything under control."
Ren Kuang glanced at him: "There is an old saying in my hometown, if you take too big a step, you will easily lose your bearings."
The King of Ten Thousand Souls immediately lowered his tone: "Yes, Mad Emperor, everything is subject to your will."
Ren Kuang said coldly: "I don't like subordinates who make their own decisions. If you regret it, you can quit at any time."
"But my people must listen to me."
The King of Ten Thousand Souls lowered his head: "Yes, Lord Mad Emperor."
"However, although it is still early to conquer the Six Paths, we can consider conquering the Orcs."
Ren Kuang's words made the Ten Thousand Soul King's eyes light up again.
"My subordinates have taken orders and immediately organized a large army to attack the Orcs."
Ren Kuang was unconvinced.
The King of Ten Thousand Souls has been lonely for too long, fearing that the world will not be in chaos.
It wouldn't be a bad idea to let him play with the orcs.
If you can seize the throne from the orc spirit, you can save a lot of trouble.
Deng Yinzhu's process of refining the throne was completely a resource consumption war.
An ordinary warrior would really not be able to withstand such a huge amount of consumption.
But she is lucky to have a wealthy friend like Ren Kuang.
All kinds of elixirs are piled up like a mountain, you can use them at will.
Three days later, the world of reincarnation was shaken again.
All the native creatures felt a hint of resonance in their hearts.
It seems that the soul has something to rely on.
Ren Kuang and King of Ten Thousand Souls came to the hall.
There was an indescribable aura about Deng Yinzhu.
It seems that there is a close connection with this world.
However, her upright and awe-inspiring image is actually somewhat inconsistent with her Netherworld temperament.
The dark poison seemed to be trapped in a whirlpool around her, disappearing strangely.
"I succeeded."
Seeing Ren Kuang, Deng Yinzhu raised his head proudly.
"From now on, I will no longer be a burden to you."
Ren Kuang smiled slightly: "Yinzhu, you think too much."
"You were never a burden to anyone."
Deng Yinzhu said: "Without further delay, let's go to Huangquan River immediately to stabilize the channel."
The Earth and the Holy Church have been entangled for who knows how many years.
After the war, Huang Quan and the river fell into the mortal world.
The attributes attract each other, and both are constantly adjusting, trying to devour each other.
This is an instinct.
No one is driving me.
But someone can stop it.
That is, the two Lords of the Huangquan River join forces to maintain an absolute balance.
The premise is that the Huangquan River here must return to normal state.
Everyone got on the flying war beast and soon left Nuwa City and arrived at the source.
Deng Yinzhu flew into the dry Huangquan River.
"Ren Kuang, please stay away, I'm going to release the water from the Yellow Spring River."
Deng Yinzhu reminded him.
Ren Kuang quickly asked Ren Zhan to fly to the top of the mountain and look down from a high position.
The Throne of Underworld is both a control center and a dimensional space.
However, if the entire Huangquan River can be stored, this dimensional space may not be as simple as a lake, but an ocean.
Wow.
As Deng Yinzhu waved his hand, a dark river suddenly poured down from the void.
Even though they were thousands of meters apart, everyone still felt the strong aura of the underworld.
It seems that the energy of the netherworld and the power of darkness are exactly the same, but in fact, there are also big differences.
The power of darkness is just a power between heaven and earth.
The energy of the netherworld is a strange energy mixed with the origin of life.
There are both toxins and vitality.
River water, like sulfuric acid, has the power to corrode the soul.
It's like a big dye vat, where all soul-like waste is put and stirred.
Normal souls will soon be contaminated, decomposed, and mixed together.
But at the same time, new ghosts will also be born.
The law of the jungle is the basic rule here.
Everything is primitive and crude.
The rolling water of the netherworld is like billions of living demons, spreading crazily and saturating the dry river bed.
At the same time, everyone seemed to hear the roars of countless souls.
The originally dead Huangquan River seemed to suddenly come to life.
Although these fluctuations and roars are like the roar of wild animals.
But it can be regarded as adding some vitality to this cold world.
The river is surging and the waves are rolling.
The dark river water is extremely heavy.
According to legend, no creature or creature can float on the river.
No matter how powerful a being is, it will fall into the river.
But Deng Yinzhu broke this rule.
She floats on the river bed, several meters above the water, but does not sink.
No. 8 explained: "This is the privilege of the Lord of the Yellow Spring River."
The King of Ten Thousand Souls said with envy: "I suddenly feel that the Lord of the Yellow Spring River is much better than me, the Lord of the Hell Realm."
Ren Kuangdao: "The masters of the six paths each have their own responsibilities."
"However, you said that the other weapon spirits are dead. What's going on?"
The King of Ten Thousand Souls smiled bitterly and said: "Theoretically, it is impossible for them to self-destruct unless the Lord of Reincarnation gives a forced order."
"These beings were all refined or killed by the superpowers of the major clans."
"So, if we want to unify the six realms, we must start a war."
Ren Kuang frowned and said: "Asura, fairy clan, orc clan, ghost clan, and overlord clan, each of these clans are stronger than the human clan."
"Moreover, apart from our overwhelming advantage over the ghost race, we have no special advantage over other races."
The King of Ten Thousand Souls said proudly: "Don't worry, Mad Emperor. I, the King of Ten Thousand Souls, am willing to be the vanguard and fight for you."
"I promise that within a hundred years, the six realms will be unified."
Ren Kuang suddenly laughed.
Fortunately, the King of Ten Thousand Souls is not so arrogant as to say that he will unify reincarnation in three months.
In fact, Ren Kuang's plan did not include such a long time.
The war in the world of reincarnation is inevitable.
This is a good place for military training.
Deng Yinzhu released the river water very quickly.
But it also took three days and three nights.
The thick netherworld mist covered the Huangquan River.
The areas around both sides of the Taiwan Strait have been affected.
The aura of the netherworld is gradually spreading and occupying its own territory.
Where the two worlds come into contact, the annihilation of space continues.
No. 8 leaped out in one step.
"I'm here to help you stabilize."
Everyone is on their own and trusts each other. With the help of the throne, it is not difficult to control the balance.
In fact, the two worlds have been colliding and annihilating each other just because they refused to admit defeat.
Everyone wants to devour the other and take the initiative.
But here in Ren Kuang, these do not exist at all.
The owners of the Holy Church and the Yellow Spring River on Earth are one family.
Under the guidance of No. 8, Huangquan River gradually calmed down.
The speed of space annihilation slows down.
Then, it gradually calmed down.
The King of Ten Thousand Souls said in shock: "Sir, through this place, can we really enter the world of the Holy Temple?"
Ren Kuangdao: "As long as it's stable, it's theoretically possible."
"It would be great if my subordinates could visit the temple." The King of Ten Thousand Souls became excited again.
This is absolutely an unprecedented feat.
Ren Kuang said calmly: "There will be a chance."
It will take some time for the channel to be stable.
This time depends on No. 8 and Deng Yinzhu.
Back at Nuwa City, Ren Kuang shared the situation of Huangquan River with everyone.
Everyone was a little excited and looking forward to it.
In the past, people in the temple used the sacrificial formation to send their souls here, and they needed to seize their bodies to survive here.
But now, the passage between the two realms has been opened, and the physical body is no longer restricted.
Of course everyone wants to go to the church.
Especially Su Luo, she wanted to verify whether the situation in her dream was true.
What if another world really has its own parents?
In Pangu Holy Land.
Taoism and Demonism are the two supreme sects.
But here, the line between good and evil is no longer so clear.
The largest martial arts academy, Pangu Academy, was founded jointly by the two sects.
Aimed at delivering talents to the battlefield of gods and demons.
The people who live here are all monks.
However, they are not as beautiful as they appear on the surface.
In front of ordinary people on earth, they regard themselves as immortals and are superior.
But it's actually just an illusion.
The monks living here also have a very hard life.
Of course, this does not include Daomen and Demonic Sects.
The Taoist sect has a large number of people and occupies the richest place in Pangu Holy Land.
This place is called the Heart of Pangu by them.
The entire area takes on the shape of a heart.
Legend has it that this is the small world where the heart of the ancestor god Pangu evolved.
The spiritual energy is rich and it can be called a paradise in the cave.
And it has an innate matrix, which can be called an iron wall.
The Taoist people who live here have been influenced by it and seem to have become part of the fairy mountain.
This is simply a paradise.
It is the holy land that all monks dream of.
No fighting, no killing.
Disciples of Taoism care about the world.
They are the makers and maintainers of order.
Represents the way of heaven.
Kill evil spirits and protect justice.
At this moment, Daomen is welcoming a distinguished guest.
No one thought that the Taoist sect could develop to such an extent in two thousand years, all because of the guidance of the immortal.
"Welcome to the Lord God Envoy."
Ge Hong, the master of the Taoist sect, is wearing a Confucian shirt and a fairy-style Taoist bone, holding a fly whisk and a fairy-style Taoist bone.
Ge Hong is the founder of Taoism.
It is said that he is over two thousand years old, but his appearance is no different from that of a young man in his thirties.
He is also one of the first super strong men to defeat the Death Clock and gain great freedom.
In the minds of ordinary monks, he is the real god.
Unattainable and unfathomable.
But no one expected that at this moment, he would actually lead hundreds of his elite disciples to kneel down to greet the Immortal.
Behind the fairy mountain, on an ancient altar, six stone pillars are emitting brilliant white light.
An indescribable aura of nobility is filling the air.
The white light faded, and a fairy appeared in front of him.
Dressed in rosy clothes, it emits thousands of golden lights.
His eyes twinkled like fireworks.
His calm and intimidating eyes slowly glanced at the strong human race below, looking cold and indifferent.
"Master, you don't have to be polite, I don't have that many rules."
When Shao Yinyun spoke, his voice was clear and sweet, like a cool and majestic wind blowing into the depths of the restless soul, making people wake up instantly.
Ge Hong kowtowed: "It's hard work for the immortals. This is what we should do."
More than two thousand years ago, Ge Hong was originally from a poor family, with an introverted personality and a poor family.
Unexpectedly, by chance, he suddenly received the favor of an immortal and secretly taught him the magic of immortality.
In just thirty years, he became a peerless master.
Create a Taoist sect and spread the secrets.
Later, under the guidance of the Immortal, he found the legendary ancient secret realm.
The Daomen moved here with the elite cultivators of the Dragon Kingdom.
And the vast majority of the people were abandoned and left behind.
Without the guidance of immortals, there would be no Ge Hong today.
The Dao Sect has become a force of the Fairy Clan.
Shao Yinyun said calmly: "The sect master should already know what happened to me in this lower realm, right?"
Ge Hong said respectfully: "Disciple knows."
"The information on all the geniuses of the human race over the past hundred years is here. Please check it out, Lord Envoy."
Ge Hong handed over the jade pieces he had prepared in advance.
Shao Yinyun waved slightly, and the jade piece fell into his hand.
With her soul perception, she browsed all the information in an instant.
Ge Hong was ecstatic.
The immortal asked for a list of outstanding people in the world, obviously because he wanted to entrust him with important tasks.
With such great achievements, wouldn’t it be possible for him to ascend?