Chapter 392

Wang Mei looked at Li Shixiong, feeling somewhat like wanting to cry but unable to shed tears.

Since he boarded that guy's pirate ship, countless disciples of the Slaughter Ghost Sect who trained in the Primordial Spirit Realm and broke sect rules were all slaughtered by the opposing side; those disciples' souls were sacrificed and refined into the Myriad Soul Banner, becoming nourishment to enhance the Myriad Soul Banner's power.

Wang Mei gazed at Li Shixiong's Myriad Soul Banner, his face extremely solemn.

After not seeing Li Shixiong for several months, the black Myriad Soul Banner floating above his head was already incomparable to before.

After the Myriad Soul Banner absorbed countless vengeful souls and evil spirits, black killing qi coiled around its face, nearly solidifying; the faint, fluctuating resentment was enough to make cultivators nearby feel goosebumps all over.

"Rest assured, the First Emperor's plan this time is absolutely perfect."

"He will not let you bear any responsibility." Li Shixiong said, stuffing two spatial rings into Wang Mei's hands.

After Wang Mei scanned them with his divine sense, shock appeared on his face; the heavenly essence in the two spatial rings was piled up like small mountains, each ring actually containing tens of millions of pieces.

Li Shixiong noticed Wang Mei's oddness, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Wang Mei, you are undercover in the Slaughter Ghost Sect's Law Enforcement Hall, surrounding Elder Zhou Yuan, and the First Emperor keeps you in mind."

"One of the two spatial rings is a benefit for you, Senior Wang Mei, and the other is a gift for Elder Zhou Yuan." Li Shixiong said, linking arms with Wang Mei as if they were close brothers.

"Alas."

"Being toyed with by you like this, I will surely be killed sooner or later." Upon hearing Li Shixiong's words, Wang Mei reluctantly put away the two spatial rings and spoke.

The heavenly essence of the Primordial Spirit Realm has boundless benefits for cultivating the divine soul; with the First Emperor's assistance during this period, his Slaughter Ghost Sect's main body has advanced from the mid-stage of the Heavenly Spirit Realm to its peak.

He couldn't remain indifferent to the heavenly essence in those spatial rings; if the divine soul in his Huanyu physique fully absorbs it, his physical body has hope of breaking into the Myriad Laws Realm.

In the Universe Cultivation World, no matter the sect, the Myriad Laws Realm is already the sect's top-tier combat power; even in the Huanyu Slaughter Ghost Sect, few heaven-chosen ones have stepped into this level, and thinking of this, Wang Mei's eyes shone with excitement.

As an officer of the Slaughter Ghost Sect's main body Law Enforcement Hall, and with his master being the hall's master Zhou Yuan, once his physical body steps into the Myriad Laws Realm, his status in the sect will surely undergo a qualitative change, and even his own family will gain considerable benefits.

"Senior Wang Mei, you're joking."

Brother, I know that any Slaughter Ghost Sect disciple who enters the Myriad Laws Realm will obtain an elder position.

Senior Wang Mei, your authority will expand, and Elder Zhou Yuan will value you even more.

Senior Brother, your path ahead is smooth and boundlessly glorious.

Junior Brother will not fall, and neither will Senior Wang Mei." Li Shixiong heard this and chuckled.

At the same time, he opened his palm, and a dark ghost banner appeared before Wang Mei's eyes, causing his eyes to brighten instantly.

He never expected that the First Emperor had truly prepared a Myriad Soul Banner for him; the more vengeful souls and evil spirits the Myriad Soul Banner possesses, the greater its power.

In the Slaughter Ghost Sect's stronghold in the Primordial Spirit Realm, the First Emperor had once ordered the method of refining the Myriad Soul Banner to be passed to the sect's main body; however, Wang Mei knew that was only a reduced version of the Myriad Soul Banner, not a true one.

Only the one Li Shixiong sent out now is a truly complete Myriad Soul Banner.

As the Myriad Soul Banner absorbs endless ghosts, its internal space will evolve into a ghostly realm capable of giving consciousness to powerful ghost puppets; anyone who holds the Myriad Soul Banner may potentially command hundreds of millions of ghost troops and become the supreme ruler.

"Haha, Your Majesty the First Emperor is so thoughtful."

Wang Mei will surely obey the imperial command and slaughter them to heaven and earth." Wang Mei's face lit up with a brilliant smile as he spoke.

Without waiting for Li Shixiong's reaction, he first controlled the Myriad Soul Banner and charged into the battlefield; seeing this, Li Shixiong's gaze went blank, his thoughts almost failing to react.

"Damn, Senior Wang Mei, leave some for me."

Li Shixiong turned around and closely followed him into the battlefield, his Myriad Soul Banner atop his head clattering loudly.

The eight major sects of the Huanyu world besieged the Highest Purity Sect; alliance cultivators faced countless casualties from the machine puppets sent by the Great Mercy Fortress, and countless experts' divine souls slowly disintegrated on the ground; those cultivators were at least at the mid-stage of the Earth Origin Realm, making their souls of the highest quality.

Once these souls are absorbed into the Myriad Soul Banner, the dense ghostly realm killing qi within nourishes them, allowing them to quickly develop consciousness and be controlled by the banner's master to fight enemies.

"Gui Xiao."

Who would have thought that by this day, you're still alive.

I will surely grind your bones to ashes and scatter them.

Xi Yuan saw Gui Xiao clad in a black robe charging into the battlefield and slaughtering in all directions; killing intent flickered in his eyes, the Taiyin Shengdi possessed detailed information on him, and Gui Xiao had entered the Primordial Spirit Realm as a Guardian Elder because his lifespan was nearing exhaustion.

He truly never expected that the alliance of the eight major sects besieging the Highest Purity Sect would see Gui Xiao and Gui Li personally step forward to resist them, utterly disregarding the passage of their remaining lifespans.

Gui Xiao heard this, and a hint of icy cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He and Gui Li, with the First Emperor's assistance, wielded the Myriad Soul Banner, and through the Yin-to-Yang borrowing method extended their lifespans, their strength already having reached its peak.

As long as they focus on exterminating the righteous cultivators of the eight major sects, they can receive from the First Emperor another batch of cultivation-cloned lifeforms.

Now the divine souls fuse with those of the cultivation-cloned lifeforms; once the cloned lifeform devours the main body of the Huanyu, the two of them can live another life and once again contend with all beings of the Huanyu.

Junior upstart, do not be arrogant.

Even if the sect master of the Taiyin Shengdi personally appears today, he cannot save you.

Gui Xiao's icy cold voice rang out in the air.

He simultaneously sent a mental transmission to Gui Li and Niu Jing Tian, ordering the Slaughter Ghost Sect disciples and the cultivation machine puppets to together encircle the entire battlefield, to exterminate all righteous cultivators of the eight major sect alliance, leaving none.

The righteous cultivators from the eight major sects of the Huanyu who came forward were all outstanding among the young disciples, their divine souls exuberantly vigorous, making them the ideal nourishment for the Myriad Soul Banner; he simply could not pass up this opportunity to strengthen the Myriad Soul Banner.

Boom boom boom.

Gui Xiao and Xi Yuan became entangled, the violent impact hurling countless cultivators on the battlefield outward; with the two as the center, a violent destructive storm raged, wildly sweeping outward.

Their bodies gradually rose with the battle, seeking to drag the destructive force of the fight into the sky.

Heretics and evil cultivators shall be punished by all.

Xi Yuan's hair stood on end with rage, his clothes all over rustling loudly.

He had originally achieved fame later than Gui Xiao, and although both are now suppressed to the same realm in the Primordial Spirit Realm, Gui Xiao possesses Slaughter Ghost Sect secret arts; many of his techniques are extremely cunning and exceedingly sinister.

As the entanglement continued, Xi Yuan found it increasingly unbelievable in battle; Gui Xiao's endless array of tactics was fundamentally not something a geriatric monster whose lifespan was waning could display.

Gui Xiao's combat power was so strong as to be unimaginable, especially the black great banner hovering above his head, with wailing evil spirits, and countless sinister ghost hands pressing down from the heavens, putting him in peril time and again.

"Has Xi Yuan not eaten?"

A chief official of the Taiyin Shengdi, the foremost among the ten major righteous paths of the Huanyu, actually cannot defeat an old man whose lifespan is exhausted.

Has all the cultivation level cultivated over half a lifetime gone to waste on a dog's body?

If not, hurry up and admit defeat, tidy up, slash your own throat, and lie in a coffin.

Don't waste Elder Gui Xiao's longevity.

At this moment, the sound of Hu Wang's voice rose across the entire sky.

He stood on the city wall of Silver Break City at this moment, his voice ringing out loudly in the air, as if fearing that no one in the chaotic battlefield could hear him.

Beside him, Daoist Qingwei, upon hearing this, almost lost his footing and nearly fell to the ground: 'Not Hu Wang!'

Which side are you on, old one?

Daoist Qingwei's face turned grim, and he spoke with a trembling mouth.

If Hu Wang weren't still on their side, he would have thought Hu Wang had been swayed by the cultivators of the Huanyu Orthodox Dao.

'Daoist Qingwei, don't be anxious.'

'I, although I do not go onto the battlefield, have cultivated a peerless skill.'

'Just by opening my mouth, I can weaken the combat power of that Xi Yuan fellow.'

Hu Wang curled the corners of his mouth into a gentle smile, hands on his waist, and carefully explained to Daoist Qingwei beside him.

'Bets placed, bets placed, once bought, no take-backs.'

'All the strong ones of the eight major sects of Huanyu can be bet on, and the on-site high-stakes gambling relies entirely on luck.'

'There is no cheating whatsoever.'

'Elder Gui Xiao pays fifty to one if he wins, while Chief Xi Yuan pays twenty to one if he wins.'

Daoist Qingwei had just finished listening to Hu Wang's explanation when he saw numerous golden banners flying out from within Silver Break City; behind each banner was a huge stone basin, and each golden banner bore the names of the powerful ones from the various major sects of Huanyu, with the betting odds attached.

Many cultivators in Silver Break City who were not participating in the battle saw this, gathered around the golden banners, and threw chunks of celestial essence into the stone basins behind the banners to place their bets.

The cultivators placing bets looked up at the four large characters 'Betting is Innocent' floating in the sky over the city, feeling completely uninhibited, because the strong ones of the Shangqing Sect have always been true to their word; once a promise is made, they will not later pursue responsibility.

Many of them are merchants.

The fighting outside the city is a life-or-death struggle; anyway, they can't help much, so rather than anxiously waiting, they might as well seize the opportunity to bet—a small wager can ease their tension, and if luck is good, they might even win big.

Moreover, throughout the entire Huanyu world, there has never been an opportunity to bet using the strong experts of Huanyu's major sects as a sieve; it's quite interesting.

The Huanyu orthodox experts in the sky outside Yin Duan City had their chests heaving with anger; they are the heads and elders of a sect in the Primordial Spirit Realm, and their true forms in the Universe Cultivation World are all Myriad Dharma Realm experts—wherever they go, they are like stars surrounding the moon.

Now their soul bodies have united to exterminate the Shangqing Sect, yet the Shangqing Sect not only isn't afraid, it actually treats them as a betting sieve, placing wagers; even more infuriating, the odds are even lower than those of the Shagui Sect's experts, cursing them as worthless compared to Shagui Sect cultivators.

The strong experts of the eight major sects' orthodox path had their faces turn livid with anger, their hearts filled with repressed resentment.

The Taiyin Shengdi's Xi Yi and Gui Xiao were locked in a fierce battle, indistinguishable, when suddenly hearing the Tiger King's words, they flared with anger, involuntarily distracted to glare at the Tiger King, only to see their name marked on the golden flag being bet upon by a low-cultivation cultivator, making their whole body tremble uncontrollably; a moment's lapse in their soul body allowed Gui Xiao's all-pervading ghost hand to slap them away.

"Chief Xi Yi, do not let your mind wander; the Shangqing Sect intends to scatter our attention."

"Do not fall for their treacherous schemes."

Seeing Chief Xi Yi injured, Xi Feng exerted all his strength to break free from Gui Li's restraint, rushing to Chief Xi Yi's side to give instructions.

The Tiger King stood on the battlements of Yin Duan City, unwilling to take the throne.

He flipped his hand and took out a bronze gong, clanging as he jumped up onto the battlements, muttering words as he spoke.

"Xi Feng."

"You ill-intentioned dog, I stand on your side in good faith to cheer for the orthodox cultivators."

"You are oblivious to the circumstances."

"Gui Li Elder, definitely do not hold back; beat that turtle-grandson Xi Feng to death."

The Tiger King's voice thundered like a roar, the vast sound echoing across the entire sky, reaching every cultivator's ears; the astonished experts of the Huanyu Eight Major Sects all had their mouths twitch involuntarily.

That Shangqing Sect guy is truly a freak; not even fighting on the battlefield against Huanyu orthodox cultivators would be bad enough, but he actually hides aside spouting insults—those insulting words are so unpleasant, even their parents are dragged into it.

Xi Feng gritted his teeth in hatred; his true form had dominated Huanyu for years, each appearance drawing all eyes, his prestige forged from mountains of corpses and seas of blood, yet today he was drenched in dog-blood insults by a cultivator of a newly established sect, even his ancestors were dragged out.

Xi Feng's face turned purple with rage; if not for Gui Li entangling him and preventing his soul from separating, he would surely have charged at the Tiger King to crush his bones and scatter his ashes.

Boom.

Xi Feng failed to notice Gui Li's palm striking his body, the sound of bones breaking rang in the air, his whole body flew backward like a broken kite; Gui Li seized the opportunity to rush forward again, the myriad souls banner surging with endless killing intent, countless ghostly ropes swiftly winding toward Xi Feng.

"Holy shit, not listening to elders' words brings loss right before one's eyes."

"This is a messed-up karmic retribution."

"Gui Li too, as an elder, how can he bully a junior like this."

"If you want to beat him, his butt has plenty of meat."

Seeing Xi Feng injured, the Tiger King's bronze gong clanged nonstop, his voice filled with the feeling of an elder admonishing a junior, each word like pearls and jade spreading throughout the wilderness.

"Tiger King, rest assured."

"I will certainly dote on this little friend of yours, old man, who is two hundred years old." Gui Li hearing the Tiger King's words, his heart was truly delighted.

Xi Feng, who had dominated Huanyu for hundreds of years, was actually ignited with fury by the Tiger King's every word; the opponent's attacks made it hard to go all out, but instead he grew braver with each battle, and taking down Xi Feng would only be a matter of time.

Gui Li's heart was full of admiration for the Tiger King, prostrating himself five-limbed and head-high; he never imagined that assisting could be done like this.

Xi Feng stabilized his form from the sky, hearing the words of the Tiger King and Gui Li, his originally swollen face turned liver-colored, his throat rolled and he suddenly spat a mouthful of fresh blood.

That violent rage directly exploded the silver hairband on his head, his whole person let loose hair, his body filled with violent, all-pervading chill; the eight major sect experts on the battlefield seeing this, their pupils shrank sharply.

Elder Xi Feng actually lost his original intent to rage, went into demonic deviation, currently overdraining his life foundation into the purest power, sweeping toward the whole heaven and earth.

Hummm.

The violent power slammed toward the upper side of Yin Duan City; a transparent shield appeared over Yin Duan City, rolling, then a heaven-shaking dragon roar sounded, a great dragon coiled within the transparent light, neutralizing the rampaging power into nothing.

"Goodness, crazy, just a turtle."

"Gui Xiao, be careful; after being bitten by that disheveled thing, hold on and return."

"I have medicine that can dispel turtle poison."

The Tiger King's voice rang out again in the air; the already stimulated and maddened Xi Feng, upon hearing it, had blood spurt from his eyes and nostrils, his cultivation level visibly rising at a naked-eye speed as he charged toward Gui Li.

The Primordial Spirit Realm's laws sensed it; black heavenly thunder crisscrossed the sky, and suddenly a vertical eye shot out an ultimate lightning bolt that struck Xi Feng's body.

Bang.

Xi Feng's soul body, unable to control itself, after its cultivation level broke into the Heavenly Spirit Realm, exploded into a vast blood mist that spread outward across the battlefield.

The Tiger King's neck suddenly shrank, and his heart surged with shocking waves.

He certainly didn't expect that the cursed Xi Feng would actually encounter such a lightning-strike opportunity; anyway, he himself absolutely didn't want it.

"One must restrain one's original heart, and never invite the path of karmic obstacles."

Xi Yang's voice rang out across the whole sky, his eyes reddened and filled with hatred as he stared at the Tiger King and ordered.