Black Impermanence Fan Wujiu's expression was cold.
Yin Qi surrounded his body.
The Soul Reaper Rope in his hand rattled.
It was terrifying.
He stood in the hall.
Looking at Yang Wei, his eyes emitted a terrifying light.
Yang Wei was scared silly.
the ghosts of the netherworld have been sent here.
He wanted to lure him back to hell.
This made him break out in cold sweat.
Yang Wu's face was pale.
Fan Wujiu's murderous aura was too thick.
It made him, an Earth Immortal who was protected by his master's wings all day, tremble.
"Master…no, I don't want to die!”
Yang Wei looked at the old man with a sorrowful expression.
The old man looked at Yang Wei and said,""Child, don't be afraid. Father is here. Father won't let you die.”
As he spoke, the old man stood up and looked at Fan Wujiu.
"Father?"
Yang Wei was stunned.
He never knew.
His master was actually his father.
"My son is an Earth Level Deity and has a long lifespan. How can he run out of his lifespan?”
The old man said in a low voice.
"Humph! So what if he's an Earth Immortal?"
Fan Wujiu snorted coldly.
His expression was ferocious, and his body was surrounded by Yin Qi.
It looked terrifying.
"You enter the brothels of the mortal world all day long and yearn for sex. Even Golden Immortals are sucked dry by you?”
"Don't talk about a mere Earth Immortal. "Even a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal can't escape our Netherworld's surveillance.”
"Are you trying to defy my responsibility to monitor the Netherworld?”
Fan Wujiu looked at the old man, his eyes bursting with a terrifying light.
Hearing this.
The old man's expression changed.
"Vile disciple, as an immortal cultivator, why don't you cultivate and pursue Dao properly? Why do you go to such places all day?”
The old man was so angry that his beard was trembling.
Yang Wei's face was pale.
He did go to the brothel every day.
But he was already an Earth Immortal.
Didn't his master say…
As long as one reached the Earth Level Deity Realm, would they have a long lifespan?
Could it be that going to brothels all day would also cause Yang losses?
"Master, no, father, save me. I won't go again. Please save me, father.”
Yang Wei trembled.
He did not want to die yet.
He had a noble status and was respected by tens of thousands of people in the sect every day.
Moreover, there were many junior sisters around him.
He had not enjoyed this kind of life enough.
"Vile disciple!"
The old man was furious.
A slap was thrown over.
"Are you trying to anger me to death?"
The old man was furious.
But he also knew.
He had spoiled all of this.
He was overjoyed to have a son at his old age.
He brought him from the secular world to the immortal sect to cultivate.
Under his subtle guidance.
In addition to the accumulation of countless medicinal pills.
Yang Wei had finally reached the Earth Immortal Realm.
He had thought that his son would have an endless lifespan.
Who would have thought that he would still be monitored by the Netherworld?
He who does evil does not know the value of virtue.
In the end, his lifespan was actually depleted.
"Reverend Ghost Reaper, give him a chance. This old man will definitely teach him well.”
The old man refused to let it go.
He only had one son.
If they were taken away by the underworld.
Then he would become a lonely old man.
"The laws of the underworld cannot be changed."
As he spoke, Fan Wujiu slowly walked forward with the Soul Reaper's Rope.
"No…no, I have some relationship with the disciple of Guang Chengzi, one of the twelve Golden Immortals of the Clan of Enlightenment in Kunlun Mountain. Please let my son go for the sake of the Sage.”
Fan Wujiu was amused.
He was the disciple of Guang Chengzi, one of the twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan School of Kunlun Mountain.
All his aunts had come out to save his own life.
However…
The majesty of the underworld.
Inviolable.
The Yin Law of Hell.
Not to be trampled on.
Not to mention that he was related to the third generation disciples of Chan School.
Even if he was related to the second-generation disciples of Chan School and even Primordial Heaven Supreme.
Today, he had to bring her back to the underworld.
"Move aside!"
Fan Wujiu looked at the old man who was blocking Yang Wei.
"No…if you try to seduce my son's soul, I won't let you go.”
The old man trembled.
The fluctuations on Fan Wujiu's body were too strong.
The pressure made him feel uncomfortable.
"Those who block the soul seduction of the underworld should be taken away together.”
Fan Wujiu's expression darkened.
Then, he waved the Soul Reaper's Rope.
It was aimed at the old man.
"No, I can't! My life isn't over yet, you can't seduce me.”
"Obstructing the underworld's case, deducting your lifespan, and bringing back the underworld for questioning.”
As he spoke.
The Soul Reaper Rope struck the old man's head.
Instantly.
A primordial spirit was hooked out.
The old man was terrified. His primordial spirit struggled violently.
But it was still difficult to escape from the Soul Reaper Rope in Fan Wujiu's hands.
"The Netherworld is too arrogant. I am a cultivator of the Wilderness and a cultivator of the Celestial Sect. By doing this, you are defying the heavens and the Dao Ancestor.”
The old man's soul roared.
But Fan Wujiu didn't care.
He looked at the young man.
Yang Wei was already frightened.
His master's primordial spirit had actually been drawn out.
This made him aghast.
"No…I don't want to die, I don't want to die.”
Yang Wei screamed.
He fell to his knees with a thud.
He kowtowed to Fan Wujiu.
"It's not up to you!"
"If my Netherworld wants to hook the soul, we must hook it into the Netherworld.”
As he spoke.
The Soul Reaper Rope in his hand shook.
It directly pulled out Yang Wei's soul.
Fan Wujiu did not delay.
He held the two souls and walked out of the hall.
The matter of soul seduction in hell could not be delayed.
Fan Wujiu brought two souls with him.
Soon, he entered the gates of hell.
After handing over the two souls to the reapers in the gates of hell.
He left once again.
The Life and Death Book had just been activated.
Many immortal cultivators who had exhausted their life force needed to seduce their souls.
The entire Soul Reaper Bureau was busy.
As the head of the Soul Reaper Division.
Naturally, he did not dare to be negligent.
Countless orthodoxies in the Primordial World panicked.
Their disciples had all died.
His soul was taken away by those fiendish and terrifying reapers of the underworld.
"What should we do? Those Netherworld ghosts are all powerful. We small sects are not their match at all.”
"Today, three of my Glazed Tile Sect's disciples above the Immortal Realm died.”
"Five members of my Azure Mist Sect have died."
The sect masters gathered together.
He wanted to think of a countermeasure.
"Just a few of our sects have been lured away by the Netherworld with more than a dozen disciples above the Celestial Realm.”
"Then how many are there in the entire Primordial World?”
"Too terrifying. This Netherworld is too terrifying.”
"Why don't we go to Mount Kunlun together to petition for the saints to come out of seclusion and stop the underworld?”
"Now it seems that this is the only way.”
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