Just because of his father's affairs, Ning Fan could not sit back and avoid these things.
The second body followed the undead strongman into the central region. The death energy here was even more terrifying, constantly rolling and boiling.
"Gulu!"
Suddenly, the undead strongman turned around and said, "Don't be scared. You have just become an undead, and you still retain the fear you had when you were alive."
"OK!"
In fact, Ning Fan swallowed his saliva not because of this problem, but because there was really too much death energy here.
If you absorb it freely, you will definitely be able to fill that bottomless pit and successfully step into the tenth level of Sendai, which is the level of King U.
"No, why do I think you are hungry?"
"Hey, senior, these death auras are so strong, can I absorb them?" Ning Fan asked.
"It's normal. Now that you are an undead, you naturally have to absorb death energy if you want to become stronger. But unfortunately, it is difficult for us undead to improve our realm."
Hearing this, Ning Fan was surprised: "Why, couldn't the dead be able to practice?"
"No, unless you get the approval of the Lord of the Palace and use his Undead God to open up your shackles, otherwise, you cannot improve by simply absorbing the death energy."
"What do you mean?"
"To make it clear, it means becoming the palace master's subordinate and signing a contract with the dead."
Ning Fan shook his head: "That won't work. Although I have become an undead, I don't want to recognize others as my master."
"That's not the case. The so-called contract is not a slavery contract, but a kind of preferential treatment only for high-level undead. Only with the permission of the contract from the high-level undead can the death energy be absorbed by you and allow you to break through to a higher realm."
Now Ning Fan understood a little bit. To put it bluntly, it was not the kind of forced slavery.
Therefore, the purpose of establishing a contract is to allow talented people to advance to the next level and ensure that the undead also have their own living power.
"Okay, let me try it first."
"Can!"
Ning Fan flew towards the distance. The undead strongman was also relieved and didn't say much.
After all, Ning Fan has become an undead, so he will never be able to become a living being, nor will he be recognized by living beings.
But now Ning Fan doesn't care about this, just devour enough first.
In a deep ravine, Ning Fan sat cross-legged, and his body began to operate the martial arts, gradually devouring the death energy crazily.
The main body Ning Fan on the other side is also seriously refining the Divine Code of the Undead, and the side effects are borne by the secondary body alone.
If the main body is strong, then the secondary body can also be strong.
Lines of undead gods began to condense, and time passed little by little.
More than a month has passed, and Ning Fan has possessed more than twenty divine rules of the undead, and although the second body cannot advance to the next level.
But the steadily increasing terrifying power has disturbed the attention of many undead.
Especially some sleeping undead, they are only in the realm of lords or domain lords and cannot give birth to spiritual wisdom.
But they all understand the simplest thing, that is, when they were sleeping well, someone swallowed up the death energy that nourished them.
The coffins buried in the ground were opened one after another, and the undead people stuck their heads out and looked at them dully.
Originally it only affected the domain lord level undead, but unexpectedly as time went by.
Emperor Yu, who was in a branch hall, opened his eyes. The palace that was originally surrounded by strong death energy has now become very thin.