Mortal's Immortal Way of Immortality Text Volume Chapter 705: Lei Yuan, the Ten Kings of the Underworld, is a tall and thin man wearing silver armor with a cold face.
The general deacon of Thunder Continent is probably the weakest among the three general deacons of the Helian Merchant Alliance.
At the same time, the Leiming Continental Alliance under his management is also the least developed among the three major alliances.
This is normal. After all, the strength of the various tribes in the Thunder Continent is too strong. The horned chisels, giant spirits and other tribes are all ethnic groups that can compete with the Merchant Alliance.
With the existence of these ethnic groups, it is normal for the development of business alliances to be squeezed.
Helian Merchant Alliance has a total of five Mahayana people in Thunder Continent, three of them have come this time, and six of the eight Mahayana people from Feng Yuan Continent have come.
The eight Mahayana people from the Blood Sky Continent were dispatched in full force, and there was also a Huanxin Sect who sent out eight Mahayana people.
In addition to Ye Changsheng joining them, there are a total of twenty-six Mahayana members, which can be said to be a huge force.
The forces controlled by the Ten Kings of the Underworld are definitely much stronger than those of the Helian Merchant Alliance, and there are definitely not a few Mahayana under their control. Hundreds are possible.
But they still have to fight against their old enemy, the Night Ghost Clan, so they don't have many people to send.
However, despite this, the number of troops on the other side will probably be much greater than that of the Helian Merchant Alliance.
But it doesn't matter. Helian Merchant Alliance invited Ye Changsheng here just to offset the opponent's numerical advantage.
Ye Changsheng himself had promised them to take action with all his strength, and this time the merchant alliance also used the allocation of resources in this world to impress Ye Changsheng.
According to their estimation, Ye Changsheng would have to go all out this time, right?
It's a good opportunity to take a look at the upper limit of his strength.
According to the estimation of the Merchant Alliance, he should be able to deal with more than twenty ordinary Mahayana men by himself.
Whether this is the case depends on the subsequent performance.
In another interface, twenty-six people including Ye Changsheng appeared in a huge building complex that looked like a fortress.
This is one of the thirty-six large strongholds established by the Helian Merchant Alliance in this world, and it is also the closest stronghold to the areas controlled by the ghosts in the underworld.
A million miles away from here is the territory of those ghosts.
With Ye Changsheng's vast spiritual consciousness, he could already clearly see the scene over there.
A pitch-black billowing wind enveloped the sky and the earth, connecting it from top to bottom, like a huge sky curtain drooping down, blocking all the prying eyes of the consciousness.
Ye Changsheng's eyes flashed slightly, and at the next moment his consciousness rushed forward, forcibly breaking through the barrier of the dark windy sky and rushing into it.
After passing through the obstruction of many Yin Qi and going hundreds of miles deep, Ye Changsheng suddenly saw nearly a hundred thousand-foot-high white peaks floating quietly in the sky.
These peaks are surrounded by patches of black shadow, which are all kinds of ghosts and ghosts, dancing around these peaks.
If you look closely, you will see that the surfaces of these so-called white peaks are uneven and have a faint flash of phosphorus fire. They are apparently made of countless white bones and skeletons.
"Interesting, it seems that this is something like a war fortress, similar to those controlled by super-rich clans such as the Jiaochi Clan!" Ye Changsheng looked at the surfaces of these mountain peaks with his spiritual consciousness, showing an interested look on his face.
Although he controls the number one battleship in the spiritual world, his number one battleship is built purely on the superior materials. The real war weapon manufacturing technology is far insufficient compared to races like the Jiao Chi Tribe.
Compared with the war fortress mastered by these underworld creatures, Ye Changsheng felt that his own technology was not good enough.
"This underworld has not severed contact with the fairy world and does not belong to the lost interface. However, we need to experience the various methods they have mastered!" Ye Changsheng thought in his heart.
He saw some green-faced and fanged ghosts coming in and out at the exits of those mountain peaks, each with a strong aura and a fierce look.
And in the middle of these peaks, there is a Bone Mountain that looks completely different from the others, and it exudes a thrilling aura.
Around this mountain peak, there are thousands of evil spirits wearing neat bone armor and holding various weapons patrolling back and forth.
Their breath is more powerful than other evil ghosts, and they are all at the level of refining the void.
When Ye Changsheng's consciousness broke through the gloomy sky, a scream rang out in a gloomy blood-red palace in the center of the bone mountain.
"A stranger's spiritual consciousness actually broke in!" A gloomy voice like a poisonous snake sounded from a black figure in this hall.
Upon hearing this, a tall figure stood up immediately: "Who is so bold? I'll deal with him!"
"I think it's probably the Mahayana opposite who sneaked in secretly. He dared to get close to us and used his spiritual sense to spy on us. It seems that he is somewhat confident in his own life-saving methods. King Jisi, even if you chase us out, I'm afraid you won't be able to catch him.
The other party!" Another slender black figure said calmly.
"Hmph, that's ridiculous. A Mahayana who has lost his interface wants to escape from my hands?" the tall black figure said with a sneer.
"King Ji Si, don't act rashly, lest you fall into the enemy's ambush!" The snake-like voice that spoke at the beginning sounded again.
When he heard this man speak, the careless Jisi King suddenly subconsciously stopped and became silent.
"My consciousness has traveled a hundred thousand miles, and I have never noticed this person!" Suddenly, a short figure said in a high-pitched voice like a baby.
As soon as these words came out, the other four black figures in the hall were immediately shocked.
Ordinary Mahayana, spiritual consciousness can only travel tens of thousands of miles, but the King of Seven Apertures can travel hundreds of thousands of miles, which is already astonishing.
But just like that, he didn't even notice the other party, which is really outrageous.
"Oh, King Qiqiao, your spiritual consciousness is the strongest among us, but you didn't find the other party. It seems that the other party is indeed a big deal!"
"It seems that this person either has really good concealment skills, or his magical power is even greater than that of the King of Seven Apertures!"
"How is that possible?" The tall, dark shadowed King Si said in surprise when he heard this.
"The King of Seven Apertures is among the top three in terms of supernatural power among the ten kings of the Yin Division. Is there anyone who is stronger than him?"
The gloomy voice like a poisonous snake said: "Don't underestimate the other party. If these creatures were really easy to deal with, the ghost kings who came to this world would not all return injured!"
"Judging from the situation of our soul search, this world is also a big one. Not to mention the emergence of a strong man comparable to the King of Seven Apertures, even if there is a person who can be on par with the boss of the Ghost Bear, I would not be surprised!"
"A person comparable to the boss of the Ghost Bear?"
Upon hearing this, the other kings of the Underworld immediately looked at each other.
The boss of the Underworld Bear is the leader of the Ten Kings of the Underworld. He is a powerful person comparable to the level of a true immortal. He is ranked as the strongest person in the underworld with the leader of the Night Ghost Clan.
Looking across all realms, how many people can rival this kind of person?
"King Chakravartin, you think so highly of this world. Isn't it a little outrageous?" The King of Seven Apertures, whose voice was as shrill as a baby's, asked calmly.
“It’s not that I’m overly optimistic, but this industry does have capital worthy of our attention!”
"Think about it, we have learned a lot about this world through soul searching, but don't the powerful people in this world have soul searching methods?"
"They must know us very well, but even so, they still dare to propose a decisive battle. This shows that the opponent is very confident and definitely has top-notch experts!" the Wheel King analyzed.
After saying these words, the expressions of the other Yinsi kings immediately became a little more solemn.
"If there really is a strong man of that level, then if the boss of the Dark Bear hadn't come over, I'm afraid no one would be able to defeat us!" The black shadow that had been silent also spoke up.
"The Buddha Bone King is right. If there really is such a strong person, our battle may be a bit difficult!"
"It's a pity that the boss of the Ghost Bear and the Night Ghost clan are fighting for another underworld. At the critical moment, they can't be separated at all."
"Compared to this small world that will take many years to transform into the underworld, naturally the innate underworld is more important. How can the underworld boss give up the big and chase the small!"
"We don't need to worry too much. According to the information obtained by Soul Search, although the overall strength of this world is very strong, its strength is relatively dispersed!"
"Although this force called the Helian Merchant Alliance is the strongest force in this world, its Mahayana number is far less than one-tenth of the number in this world!"
"And the strongest person in this world does not belong to this Helian Merchant Alliance, so even if there is a strong person like Boss Nether Bear in this world, we will probably not encounter him!"
Chakravartin King, who seemed to be the leader of the five kings of the underworld, spoke slowly, causing the expressions of the other four kings to gradually soften.
Ye Changsheng withdrew his consciousness and moved his eyes around, looking at the Merchant Alliance guards coming in and out of the fortress.
In terms of elite level, the strength of the merchant alliance guards is no worse than that of the underworld army opposite them.
However, compared to the other party in terms of quantity, it is undoubtedly much worse.
The elite guards gathered here by the Merchant Alliance only number in the thousands, while the Yin soldiers on the opposite side number in the tens of thousands.
"There are about thirty or so Mahayana level auras, and the five strongest among them should be the five of the so-called Ten Kings of the Underworld!"
"I just don't know if the five people who came out this time are the five people in the original work. If I remember correctly, all five of these people have incarnated and stayed in the underworld!"
"In other words, even if you kill them here, you won't be able to kill them completely. At most, it will reduce their strength!"
"But, hey, if the strength of these five people all drops to the level of ordinary Mahayana, can the ten kings of the Yinsi still resist the Night Ghost clan?"
Ye Changsheng was thinking this in his mind, and then he heard Biying's voice on the side again: "Brother Ye, there are only three days left before the decisive battle between us and the other party. Let's take a rest here for the time being!"
"Well, that's fine, I hope this battle goes well!" Ye Changsheng nodded and said.
A group of people entered the fortress one after another and rested quietly in their respective rooms, waiting for the decisive battle three days later.