The ghost, who was as thin as a skeleton and dressed in snow-white, stretched out his hand towards a dragon stone pillar on the side.

The dragon carved on the dragon stone pillar immediately opened its mouth and spit out a scroll of bamboo slips that seemed to be about to decay.

The white ghost gently stroked the bamboo slip, and after a long while, he threw it out. The dragon swallowed the bamboo slip again and turned into a motionless stone sculpture on the stone pillar.

The white ghost raised his head slightly, his eyes seemed to have passed through the bottom floor, through the secret realm, looking at the Netherworld Holy Sect above the ghost pit, a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes.

"The Netherworld Holy Sect..."

After a long time, the white ghost laughed.

"I don't know how many of my old friends from back then are still alive. It's best if they all die, especially Master Sanshen. It's best if they die completely and peacefully."

The white ghost took a step forward, and three-inch-wide black handcuffs suddenly appeared on his wrists, ankles, and neck. The black chains connected to the handcuffs extended all the way to the throne behind him.

The white ghost didn't take it seriously, and walked forward step by step. Cracks slowly appeared on the chain, and with a clicking sound, the chain shattered and dissipated.

However, just when all the chains collapsed, a black light flashed from his back, and a black chain as thick as an arm extended from his back and sank into the throne behind him.

The white ghost's advancing figure came to an abrupt halt.

The white ghost turned his head behind him and looked down at his back, his expression seemed a little surprised. His expression kept changing, from irritable, ferocious, confused, depressed...

Complex emotions continuously overflowed from his body.

In an instant, the arm-thick chains expanded rapidly, all the way to the length of the calf.

The chain that was originally straight began to bend slowly, and it seemed to have a huge weight, tearing at the white ghost's body, causing his figure to slowly fall backwards.

The white ghost roared in a low voice, and white light began to shine on his body. However, the chain suddenly expanded to the thickness of his thigh, like a huge weight, tearing the white ghost's body, staggered, took two steps back, and sat down.

On the throne.

At the same time, the chain extending from his back suddenly shattered and turned into a collar binding his limbs and neck again, and then disappeared silently.

The white ghost's right arm rested on the armrest of the throne, his face resting on his palm, his face full of helplessness.

"It's been so many years, why is it still here? It really doesn't make people feel at ease."

The white ghost glanced at the stone door in front of him, stretched out a finger, and lifted it a little higher. Suddenly, outside the stone door, he saw endless Yin Qi and ghost energy gathering crazily, turning into a torrent and pouring into the suppressed person lying on the ground.

Inside the body of the big ghost.

The big ghost trembled all over, and his painful wails turned into low, suppressed roars.

One of his missing arms and legs was rapidly regenerating, and where the fault occurred, the white ghost energy turned into foam and kept churning.

At his level, the ghost body is no different from the physical body of a normal creature, and it has many more powerful features than the physical body of an ordinary monk.

For example, under normal circumstances, the injuries to the ghost body are completely negligible, and it is easy to regenerate severed limbs. The power penetrates the whole body, and it can be used faster and with higher explosive power than ordinary monks.

But this is just an ordinary situation. If it is taken away directly, it cannot be restored by ordinary methods. When a severed limb is reborn, it is much more troublesome than ordinary monks. He cannot use the heavenly materials and earthly treasures used by monks.

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His injuries have already damaged his foundation. If he doesn't take back one of his arms and one of his legs, it will be basically equivalent to being semi-crippled. Even the weakest opponent of the same level cannot be defeated by him.

Now that the severed limb is reborn, even if it has not fully recovered, he can feel that his strength will be even better than before.

But he didn't feel any joy at all. His heart was dark and full of despair.

This is not a reward, but a punishment.

A punishment worse than life.

I suffered severe injuries in the past and am considered semi-waste. At least there is hope for recovery.

But now, his injuries seem to have been recovered, and his strength has skyrocketed.

But this is an attempt to encourage growth.

After exhausting his foundation and potential, the door to promotion suddenly closed in front of him.

Even if the strength has soared to the point where it has crossed the limit of Dharma body and entered the realm of Dharma body, this life will end here.

After ten thousand years, his natural accumulation will not allow him to make any progress at all.

No matter what kind of creature they are, they are not afraid of slow practice, danger, or trouble. The most desperate thing is the fear that they will no longer see any hope.

But at this moment, after the big ghost recovered, he still knelt down respectfully on the ground and kowtowed heavily to thank him.

"Thank you, sir!"

When he was still a kid, chance brought him here. He was taught by the adults inside, and they guided him step by step to rise and become stronger, until finally he became the strongest here.

A big ghost.

There is no ghost outside that can be his enemy.

Moreover, he has never swallowed other ghosts, and has followed the ghost path, upright and upright. This is also the reason why the defeated generals under him also surrendered to him.

Half of what he is today is thanks to the great man behind Shimen. Now, even though there is no hope of advancement, he feels despair in his heart, but has nothing to resent.

The master behind Shimen only told him one thing, to guard the place where he sleeps, and not to let anyone discover or find this place.

Just such a thing, but now he failed.

After three kneels and nine kowtows, the big ghost stood up and prepared to leave, allowing the ghost pit to return to its original appearance.

Behind the stone gate, the white ghost held his cheek, looking as if through the stone gate, looking at the big ghost with interest.

To be honest, he didn't care about the big ghost outside. When he woke up before, he just cultivated a janitor. He knew what the situation was like outside, but he couldn't leave here.

Therefore, it is naturally the simplest solution to directly use magical powers to force the big ghost to recover and gain further strength.

As for what the big ghost thinks, who cares.

If he doesn't want to, then kill him and find another one.

But now, the big ghost's reaction was beyond his expectation. There was unwillingness, despair, regret and self-blame in his heart, but no resentment.

A ghost with no resentment in his heart.

The white ghost suddenly became interested, and after the big ghost turned around, he suddenly spoke.

"When you resolve this matter and return, I will pass on to you a fragment of the Heaven-Building Immortal Code."

The voice sounded in the big ghost's heart.

The big ghost paused, turned around and knelt on the ground again, and thanked him again with a trembling voice.

"Thank you for your generous gift, sir. I will definitely try my best to resolve this matter..."

He was surprised and delighted. In his inner world, which was full of clouds and couldn't see any light of hope, a ray of light broke through the clouds and shone down, making his whole person feel like he was reborn.

He once heard this gentleman say about the Heaven-Building Immortal Code that this method was too powerful and had mysterious creations, which aroused the jealousy of the heavens. It was split into countless parts and scattered without a trace.

Even if it is a broken scroll, it has the magical effect of changing his destiny. It may be the only way to break his current dead situation.

The big ghost seemed to have returned to the energetic state of his early years, and rushed out excitedly.

After going out, the big ghost did not rush to take care of the Netherworld Saint Sect who was about to enter the third level of the secret realm. Instead, he turned into a ray of light and went to visit the ghost kings who had previously watched the fire from across the bank.

Not only do those guys not understand the meaning of lip-destroying teeth, but the Netherworld Holy Sect can break in so quickly. It’s a damn thing that those ghost kings didn’t secretly facilitate and help.

When it comes to invasion by foreign enemies, it is the most dangerous time. The most hateful person is not the foreign enemy, but our own people who stab us in the back at this time.

When the big ghost found those ghost kings, he didn't say a word of nonsense. He came up and killed them with the power of thunder.

Killed the six most powerful ghost kings in the third secret realm in succession.

The remaining ones who were slightly weaker had already surrendered without waiting for him to take action again. Those who were more involved in the front, in order to survive, directly accepted themselves as masters and became slaves.

At this moment, the people of Netherworld Holy Sect finally penetrated to the third level of secret realm.

One after another, airships appeared in the sky of the third secret realm. The auras of the monks and the strong men gathered into a dark cloud, stretching out from the entrance of the secret realm and pressing towards the secret realm.

The high-spirited members of the Netherworld Holy Sect were about to work together to suppress the big ghost, but they saw a big ghost thousands of feet tall, with dark clouds around its waist, and grabbed it in the air.

Yin thunder directly crushed a flying boat to pieces.

The three Taoist palaces who resisted inside were unable to even slightly block him. They were crushed to death together with Feizhou, and their bodies and souls were destroyed.

The Nether Sect Master had a trace of shock in his eyes. He didn't understand what happened at all. After a while, the big ghost actually recovered and his strength was even stronger than before.

After recalling what happened before, the Nether Sect Master's expression suddenly changed.

This is a trap!

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Qin Yang sneaked all the way, following the avenue laid out by the Netherworld Holy Sect, and reached the deepest part of the ghost pit.

He swaggered past the disciples of the Netherworld Saint Sect, but none of them could spot Qin Yang.

Go down along the cold pool and enter the secret realm. The place is already in a mess.

The Netherworld Holy Sect left many people behind to finish up here. The ghosts here are much stronger than those above.

Qin Yang threw the Yinni beast to the ground.

"Go, eat it, let these guys take it away and turn it into a fool without any intelligence, and be enslaved for the rest of your life. It would be better to be eaten by you, at least it will be happy."

The Yintan Beast, which had no interest in the ghost pit before, was quite shocked now. It didn't even know that the deepest part of the ghost pit had a secret realm below. It always thought that the big ghost was in the deepest part.
To be continued...