Chapter 1559: The Person Known as Honghou

On the contrary, after absorbing the essence, Qi, and Spirit of hundreds of people, her spirit was much better than before, and her skin had more luster, only her red lips appeared somewhat bewitching.

"Who do you think I, Ye'er, am? Do you think I would be afraid of a woman?" Ye'er was naturally unconvinced.

Who was he? He was known as the number one person to slaughter cities; within his sphere of influence, wherever he expanded, regardless of whether they were men, women, old, or young, he would kill them all without exception.

Therefore, in some places, the mere mention of General Ye'er would strike terror into people's hearts. Afraid? For him, that did not exist.

Even though the woman before him was the famous Honghou from several hundred years ago, he was still fearless.

And watching his subordinates turn into undead in this instant, Ye'er was only angry, but he was not afraid of the woman before him at all.

"Hahaha, very interesting." A look of appreciation appeared on Honghou's beautiful face, and she took steps, slowly walking forward.

Ye'er grabbed his pistol and fiercely fired several shots at Honghou.

But his gun did not make any sound; time and space seemed to have frozen in this instant. He was slightly stunned, and in the moment of his distraction, the gun in his hand disappeared.

At the same time, he felt his body become light and float in mid-air.

Honghou waved her right hand, and several streams of mercury floated in mid-air, forming three sharp spikes. The spikes slowly turned their heads, pointing directly at Ye'er.

Ye'er looked at all of this in horror. He had once believed that because he had killed countless people and possessed baleful energy, no ghosts or gods were worth mentioning before him. But today, it seemed he was wrong, and wrong to an outrageous degree.

Even though Honghou had just awakened, her power was extremely formidable. Someone of this level was truly not someone of his rank could touch.

"Are you afraid?" Strange red light flashed in Honghou's eyes. She smiled slightly and slowly walked closer to Ye'er.

Ye'er gritted his teeth, struggling mechanically. Afraid? How could he possibly admit that he was afraid? He was a beast who had slaughtered ten thousand people; even if he were truly afraid, he would not admit it.

"In my eyes, you people are nothing more than insects. I was sealed for hundreds of years, and now, I have returned. Since I have returned, I will not spare anyone, including this world." Honghou reached out her hand, and Ye'er's body involuntarily leaned forward.

The moment her hand touched Ye'er, he felt his whole body turn ice-cold.

He looked at Honghou in horror. Only now was he finally afraid; only until he touched this woman did he know what true fear was.

Her hand was very cold, as cold as a block of ice, and that feeling of cold was bone-chilling. The feeling that almost froze his bones into ice made Ye'er wish he were dead.

He shivered, wanting to say something, but he could not utter a single word.

"What do you want to say?" Hong Hou tilted her head and smiled sweetly.

"Let... let me go." Ye'er's face was deathly pale as he spat out this sentence.

"Hahaha, the baleful energy on you is very heavy, and there is also a thick smell of blood. If I am not mistaken, you have stained your hands with plenty of blood, haven't you?" Honghou closed her eyes, took a deep sniff, and then said intoxicatedly, "The taste of a soul is truly intoxicating. I possess powerful strength, and you, are you willing to be my servant?"

"If I become your servant, can I possess your power?" Ye'er gritted his teeth and mustered the courage to ask about this matter.

After all, his purpose in coming here was exactly this. If his subordinates died, they died, but if his plan could continue, that would not necessarily be a bad thing.

"Of course. Your personality is ruthless enough, but you are too weak, almost to the point of being frail. So now, it is necessary for me to make you more powerful. Of course, you must be willing to accept me." Honghou giggled, "So, are you willing to accept becoming my slave now?"

"I am willing. I am willing to be your slave now, as long as you can let me possess your power." Ye'er gritted his teeth and looked up somewhat urgently.

This was Honghou, a woman with the abilities of a Demon. Her legend still influenced the world to this day. Ye'er was an ambitious person, so he viewed Hong Hou as an idol. Since he could not beat her, he would join her.

"Very well. From today on, you are my slave. Possessing my power, your people are already undead, and now you will continue to command them." Honghou laughed loudly. She beckoned with her right hand, and a wisp of black energy condensed into a mysterious Talisman, floating in mid-air.

"This woman's power shall be used by me." A long incantation was chanted from her mouth, and for a time, the power of darkness filled the entire cave entrance.

A look of confusion appeared on Ye'er's face, followed by his face twisting. He knelt on the ground, clutching his head, his head splitting with pain. He let out a roar toward the sky, and a mass of black energy swirled around him incessantly until these black energies forcibly surged into his head.

He slowly raised his head; his face was already unrecognizable, with rotten and withered flesh hanging on it, looking incomparably terrifying.

He stretched out his hand and clenched his fist. Although white bones were exposed on his arm and the withered muscles looked dry, he could feel a power filling his entire body.

He suddenly raised his head, green light flashing in his eyes, and those subordinates of his who had turned into undead stood straight and gave him a military salute.

"Do you feel the existence of power?" Hong Hou asked eerily.

"I feel it. Thank you, Master." Ye'er bowed slightly. He possessed an Undead Legion and would surely be invincible and victorious in the future.

Moreover, he felt how powerful his strength was, which filled him with confidence.

"Giggle, since you possess my power, you should be loyal to me. If you dare to betray me, you will be cast into Hell and never be able to transcend for all eternity."

Ye'er struck his chest heavily with his right fist and bowed deeply.

Behind a giant rock, Qishu retracted his head, clutching his chest and panting incessantly.

His heart was not very good, and seeing this scene before him, he almost fainted.

"Do you have heart disease?" Chen Yu glanced at him.

"Premature heartbeats, arrhythmia, for many years now," Qishu said awkwardly.

"It's impressive that you can still go tomb raiding with this heart of yours," Chen Yu said, looking at him with admiration.

"Every trade has its specialty. I get especially excited when tomb raiding, so I'm actually fine." Qishu smiled, then said with a mournful face, "Mr. Chen, look, Honghou has already been resurrected, and Ye'er and his men have all become an undead army. What if they run out?"

"Have you ever encountered this situation before?" Chen Yu asked.