The Ten Yama Palaces were established.
After the Ten Kings of Hell were conferred titles.
The embryonic form of the Netherworld was finally formed.
Ian sat cross-legged in the hall on the Grand Moon Mountain.
He waited quietly.
During this period, he had been cultivating the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art.
To strengthen his body.
He felt the changes in his body every day.
He felt satisfied.
Ian believed her.
With the current level of the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art.
In a few years, he would be able to cultivate his physical body to the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Realm.
Then, his body would become a Quasi-Sage.
Physical body sanctification!
At that time.
Their cultivation and physical bodies were at the Primordial Chaos Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Realm.
Ordinary Saints were not his match at all.
Even Dao Ancestor Hongjun might not be able to defeat him.
"Reincarnation Soul, Enhancement Point 1.”
" Enhancement point 1."
“ 1.”
“ 1.”
……
Every once in a while.
Ian's enhancement points would suddenly increase.
He knew.
This was the Ten Kings of Hell reincarnating the dead souls of the netherworld.
Time slowly passed.
In the blink of an eye.
It had been a year since the Inferno was established.
And the number of souls in the netherworld also decreased.
Although the Wilderness was vast.
The population was in the billions.
Every day, many living beings would die.
However, less than one in ten thousand could enter the netherworld.
First, when xiuzhe fought, their souls would scatter.
His truesoul was extinguished.
There was no soul left.
Moreover, there was still a large number of souls who had not found the way to the netherworld.
They were drifting in the world of the living.
Some turned into evil ghosts and were killed by the cultivators.
Some were attached to places with dense Yin Qi.
Therefore, he had no choice.
The souls of the dead in the netherworld were not even one-ten-thousandth of the dead in the Yang world.
Ian looked at his enhancement points.
Fortunately…
He was only a few tens of thousands away from the ten million enhancement points.
Presumably, he should be able to accumulate enough in a few days.
As long as he reached 10,000,000 points.
He could strengthen his cultivation to the peak of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm.
At that time, even if he didn't use the monitoring function of the Life and Death Book.
Below Saints.
No one was his match.
"Reincarnation Soul, Enhancement Point 1.”
“ 1”
“ 1”
……
Finally, Ian had accumulated enough enhancement points.
"I finally saved enough."
[Host: Ian]
[Cultivation: Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal (Can be strengthened)]
[Cultivation Technique: Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique (Primordial Rank, cannot be strengthened)]
[Divine Power: None]
[Enhancement Points: **]
" Strengthening my cultivation!"
Ian thought to himself.
"You have consumed 10 million enhancement points to strengthen your cultivation to the peak of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Realm.”
Instantly.
Ian's cultivation instantly soared.
In just a moment.
He reached the peak of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Realm.
A terrifying fluctuation spread out from Ian's body.
He instantly rushed out of the hall.
Power surged in the air above the hall.
A monstrous Yin Qi swept over.
It turned into a huge vortex.
It revolved above the Grand Moon Mountain.
Dark Flowers bloomed in the surroundings and appeared in the void.
Ian let out a long howl, his long hair flying in the wind.
He felt unprecedentedly powerful.
At this moment.
He finally stood at the peak of the Wilderness.
Below Saints.
No one was his match.
"When I have time, I have to cultivate a few divine abilities.”
Looking at the eye-catching 'Divine Power: None.
Ian shook his head.
Thinking of this…
Ian stood up.
He walked down the mountain.
"Emperor of Feng Du!"
Outside the hall, a few Yin soldiers bowed to Ian.
"Does the Sorcerer Tribe have a Scriptures Depository? The place where the Sorcerer Tribe's divine powers are stored."
Hearing this.
The ghost soldier was stunned.
Then, he said respectfully,"Reporting to the Emperor of Fengdu, there is!"”
"Bring me there!"
"Yes, sir!"
As he spoke, the ghost soldier brought Ian to a hall on Taiyin Mountain.
Even though Ian had spent a lot of time on Tai Yin Mountain.
However, he did not look around.
At this moment, he followed the ghost soldier to a hall.
It was the Scripture Depository where the Sorcerer Tribe's divine powers were stored.
On the way, many ghost soldiers met and bowed.
Ian nodded and did not say anything.
Finally.
The two of them arrived at the Sutra Depository.
There were two ghost soldiers of the Sorcerer Tribe guarding the door.
When she saw Ian.
Their expressions changed drastically.
"Greetings, Emperor of Feng Du."
"Open the door."
"Yes, sir!"
Ian was the Lord of Hell.
His status was respected.
Even though this was an important place for the Sorcerer Tribe.
If the Emperor of Feng Du wanted to enter.
Naturally, no one dared to come.
Ian entered the hall.
The hall was simple and unadorned.
The space was huge.
Rows of books were placed.
Ian casually flipped through it.
He shook his head.
"Nine Songs Imperial Law!"
"Demon Slaying Blood Sword!"
……
These were all ordinary techniques.
Ian didn't care about it at all.
Suddenly.
His gaze landed on the innermost part of the hall.
There were twelve statues there.
These twelve statues.
They were the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery.
In front of the statue were twelve golden books.
Ian's eyes flashed as he walked forward.
"The Profound Mystery of Space created by Ancestral Magus Di Jiang!”
"The Profound Mystery of Fire created by Ancestral Magus Zhurong!”
"The Profound Mysteries of Time created by the Ancestral Magus, Turbid Nine Yin!”
……
"The Profound Mystery of Earth created by Grand Wizard Houtu!”
He looked at the twelve golden books.
Ian's pupils constricted.
These twelve golden books…
It was actually an inheritance left behind by the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery?
Ian reached out and took down the first book.
He began to flip through it.
"I'm Emperor Jiang, the Ancestral Sorcerer of Space. I have a feeling that in a battle with the demons, both sides will suffer.”
"I have a feeling that the Sorcerer and Demon Tribes are being plotted against by a big hand. However, since things have come to this, there is only one way to go.”
"Now, I will leave my spatial inheritance to the descendants of my witch race. Those who are fated will obtain it-Emperor River!”
The first page of the book was Emperor Jiang's final words.
"It seems like Emperor Jiang sensed something during the battle back then.”
Ian sighed.
Even though the Lich and Demon Tribes also had grudges.
However, what really drove all of this was the Heavenly Dao.
The existence of the Lich and Demon Tribes.
It had already threatened the Heavenly Dao.
Therefore, he had no choice.
The two clans had to face the tribulation.
……
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