"It only took about two-quarters of an hour to open up the divine aperture!"
"very good!"
The heat in Ye Wuque's eyes disappeared, replaced by a sharp and piercing light.
He disappeared in a flash, and when he reappeared, he was back in front of the pit where he had fallen.
Looking up, the entrance and exit of the pothole are still there.
Take one step forward!
Ye Wuque stood up from the ground and returned up the hole.
After three breaths.
Ye Wuque's figure reappeared quietly on the ground of the huge square on the top of the sacred mountain!
As expected, the entire huge square was completely silent.
The power of the virtual god enveloped his whole body, hiding all his breath, and Ye Wuque's figure slowly grew taller!
The next moment!
Ye Wuque's calm eyes immediately looked towards the direction where the black-robed figure was sitting cross-legged!
It’s the same as what Ye Wuque inferred!
The black-robed figure was still sitting cross-legged in the pool in front of the huge stone gate.
Wow!
But at this time, the water flow in the pool had already become chaotic and was stirring back and forth crazily.
Under the full illumination of the power of the False God, the violent shaking of the black-robed figure has reached its limit!
In fact, the whole body was filled with extremely terrifying ancient and strange fluctuations.
"The struggle and confrontation have reached a state of intense madness!"
Ye Wuque's eyes flashed as he took in everything, and he thought of a lot.
As expected, the black-robed figure had no time for him to take care of him for the time being.
Then Ye Wuque moved!
He immediately rushed towards the nearest altar pit. As for the true identity of the black-robed figure?
He has no interest in knowing now.
This time difference must not be wasted at all.
With a flick of the brush, Ye Wuque fell down from the pit of the altar.
Almost the same experience!
"Guard the restriction?"
Soon, when Ye Wuque landed, he immediately felt the layers of protective restrictions close at hand.
Obviously, the creatures who have managed to get to this point have brains and are cautious.
Through the layers of guarding restrictions, Ye Wuque could see a figure in front of him who was restless and scratching his head and ears.
This is a spirit that will return to life after ninety-nine deaths.
Click!
Suddenly, the expression of this spirit who returned to life suddenly changed. He suddenly looked back, and the energy all over his body boiled instantly!
"who??"
A tall and slender figure broke through the layers of guarding restrictions and strode over expressionlessly.
When this nine-nine-nine-returning soul saw the face of the visitor clearly, its pupils suddenly shrank violently!
"You... Tianhuang Demon God Ye Wuque?"
Like facing a formidable enemy!
Infinite fear!
This nine-nine-returning soul was filled with horror and disbelief. He couldn't understand why Ye Wuque broke into the pit of his altar and why he suddenly appeared here?
But this nine-nine-nine-year-old soul didn’t dare to move at all!
Ye Wuque's current evil reputation has already resounded throughout the entire journey to becoming a god!
Everyone knows about his outstanding record of killing the Thunder Emperor with one punch!
This reborn soul doesn’t even have the courage to take action!
Emotions such as confusion, anger, fear, bitterness, and powerlessness overwhelmed his mind.
It made him freeze in place.
Then, the creature saw Ye Wuque stretching out a hand towards him.
Fingers spread wide!
When this statue returns to life in the ninth lunar month, all the dead souls emerge!
"you......"
Buzz!
An indescribable terrifying suction force erupted, and no matter how hard the nine-nine-returning soul struggled, it was sucked in to no avail!
Finally, there was a snap, and Ye Wuque pinched it in his hand.
Looking at the fair and handsome but expressionless face so close to him, Jiujiu Guiyi's scalp went numb and he wanted to resist crazily. The fear and despair in his heart completely overwhelmed him.
He finally fully realized the power of a terrifying existence like Ye Wuque!
That is a chasm that he cannot cross at all!
Are you going to die?
So unwilling...
"no."
Ye Wuque's sudden two words fell lightly from his mouth, and then under this confused mind, he felt that the palm that restrained him suddenly loosened.
With a flick of the brush, Jiujiu Guishengsheng, who had regained his freedom, fell straight to the ground.
His face was full of confusion and confusion!
The Demon God of Heaven...didn't kill him?
After confirming that this nine-nine-returning soul was not an ominous possessed host, Ye Wuque immediately looked at the sacred pond here.
really.
The exact same throne is suspended high!
Eighty percent of the divine liquid within it is restricted.
Turning his eyes, Ye Wuque showed a smile in his eyes.
In this divine pool, there is also a safe divine liquid that is used as bait.
"You didn't go up to the throne?"
Ye Wuque's faint voice sounded, not high, but it seemed to explode like a thunder in the ears of the Jiujiu Gui life creature who fell to the ground. The creature suddenly raised his head and seemed to have come back to his senses. His face suddenly turned pale, and he immediately revealed his face.
A bitter smile.
Although he couldn't figure out why Ye Wuque appeared, why he let him go when he clearly wanted to kill him, but now, the inexplicable aura coming from Ye Wuque so close at hand made him dare not not answer!
"Because I... don't think... it's that simple!"
"The perfect opportunity to become a god, just give it to me? So I have been...perceiving and looking for...tests or trials..."
This creature spoke bitterly intermittently.
really!
It was almost the same as Ye Wuque expected.
Faced with the perfect opportunity to become a god so close at hand, who wouldn’t suspect a scam?
Who dares to go directly?
We are not all brainless idiots.
So, I'm stuck here.
but!
This is exactly the state Ye Wuque needs.
Only then can he seize the time difference and opportunities to accomplish his goals.
"The divine liquid in the pool has not been refined?"
Ye Wuque's faint voice sounded again.
This nine-nine-nine-resurrected soul seemed to have resigned to its fate, and its expression became even more bitter. Looking at the one or two percent divine liquid in the divine pool, it looked greedy and powerless, and slowly shook its head and said: "I tried it...
....However, this divine liquid is not something I can absorb now. This is the power of God! Forcibly absorbing it will only lead to self-destruction!"
I saw Ye Wuque here. At this time, he took out a jade bottle. Under the even more bitter eyes of the Nine-Nine Returned Life Soul, with a thought, he took out all the divine liquid in the divine pool and put it into the jade bottle!
This creature could only watch this scene happen without daring to act rashly.
Soon, Ye Wuque drank up 20% of the divine liquid in the divine pool, put away the jade bottle, and turned around and left under the trembling eyes of the creature.
"There is something wrong with the throne."
Ye Wuque's faint voice suddenly sounded and drifted in, and then he stood up and headed out of the pit.
This reborn soul has no enmity or grudge against him, nor is it an ominous host.
Ye Wuque always has his own bottom line and principles in doing things.
After taking away the opponent's divine liquid, he chose to leave a piece of advice.
Of course, this is just a piece of advice.
What the other party chooses has nothing to do with him.
This creature looked at Ye Wuque's disappearing figure, and felt a storm in his heart!