Emperor Moyu, thousands of epochs ago, was just Lord Moyu.
But he was ambitious and willing to fight tooth and nail. He fought crazily on the battlefield of the God Realm. By chance, he got a storage ring from a powerful emperor, which contained records about the secret realm of Underworld.
The top clearly records some secrets hidden in the burial place of the God of the Universe.
Some treasures hidden in the Huang tribe and Quan tribe, and...how to find these tribes.
Only the top sages can hope to obtain these treasures.
And it is only possible to break through and become the Emperor in the Underworld Secret Realm, otherwise the chance of death will be very high.
Moyu Huangzun succeeded, and his endless ambition and hard work allowed him to break through the emperor at the burial place of the God of Zhou. Of the remaining 11 tribes that Lin Feng could not find, 5 of them were wiped out by Moyu Huangzun.
"Finally, I found another one."
Compared with Lin Feng who can sense the underworld energy, Mo Yuhuang Zun does not have this ability. In fact, most of the sages cannot do it because they do not have the soul of perfect chaos, let alone Lin Feng's strong perception ability.
It would be too difficult for them to find it in the ever-changing burial place of the God of the Universe.
Only by being lucky and bumping into a strong man from the Nine Hell Clan, did we have a chance. Tracking itself is a technical job, and it is very difficult to track a strong man from the Nine Hell Clan in the Underworld Secret Realm.
Mo Yuhuangzun was able to find the Nine Hell Tribe only because of the experience gained by his predecessors.
However, his search speed is much slower than that of Lin Feng. It can take thousands of years or several epochs to find one of them, and he often misses it and may not necessarily succeed.
But overall, the benefits are still quite good.
After all, there are not many venerables who hone their skills in the secret realm of Huangquan, and he is the only one who is the emperor. He can enjoy the entire meal by himself, and the harvest is huge.
"I hope I won't run into the Nine Hells War Lord again this time." Moyu Huangzun grinned. The last failure was still vivid in his mind. He couldn't tell the strength of the tribe, so he could only try the method himself. Fortunately, he was a strong Emperor Zun. Even if
Even if you are defeated, you can at least have the ability to protect yourself.
Ten days later.
"What's going on?" Emperor Mo Yu looked around blankly. Stone houses collapsed one after another, and the entire tribe was in a mess. Half of the cultivators of the Nine Hell Clan were missing. It was empty and silent.
"Empty?"
Mo Yuhuangzun frowned and flew quickly.
Soon, the entire tribe was clearly explored, especially the pool with the bright pearl. The water in the pool was turbid, the pearl was dim and lost its luster, as if it had been drained of its vitality by something.
Moyu Huangzun cannot absorb the energy of Huangquan Pool, but it does not mean that he does not know the origin of Huangquan Pool.
"The venerable one has been here!"
"Is it a coincidence?"
"Or is he, like me, also aware of some secrets of the burial place of God of the Universe?"
Emperor Moyu was a little uneasy.
It's like a golden mountain. Originally, he was the only one digging, but now another person enters and competes with him to dig. The feeling is completely different.
Although Moyu Huangzun had sold information to Handan before, it was only based on some clues to conclude that there might be a Nine Hell Clan tribe in the nearby area, so it was not certain.
"Ask other sages." Emperor Mo Yu's eyes were sharp, and he had a plan in mind.
In the burial place of Zhou Shen, he has quite a bit of prestige, and has made many 'friends'. Like the previous Han Kun, when Mo Yu Huangzun sold his information, he also got to know each other, and gained more demonic connections.
In the Burial Ground of the God of the Universe, Emperor Mo Yu made at least ten acquaintances with peak sages like Handan.
"Not sure?"
"Well, okay, I understand."
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"A god-lord from the Seventh Mercenary Alliance, a super genius?"
"Impossible, even the Dragon Singer doesn't have the strength to sweep away the Nine Hell Tribes. It must be the birth of a new Emperor, or the most powerful pinnacle of the Seventh Mercenary Alliance."
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Asked one after another.
Emperor Moyu has never been able to get the answer he wanted. In the past ten epochs, no powerful lord has entered, which has made him frown. This kind of doubt that cannot be answered is the most troublesome.
"Maybe... it's a coincidence." Emperor Mo Yu glanced at the ruined Nine Hell Tribe, his expression a bit ugly.
It took him two full epochs to find this tribe, but someone else found it first. It was like wasting two epochs of time, and he was frustrated.
"What bastard, don't let me find you!" Moyu Huangzun left in anger.
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Huang Yin tribe, one of the 36 Huang tribes, is gradually declining.
There were 108 tribes in the Huangquan Secret Realm, each with its own bloodline. The bloodlines of the 36 Huang tribes were undoubtedly higher. Over the eons, all super geniuses were born in the Huang tribe. Babies born in the Quan tribe were the strongest.
Just three hell warriors.
The Huang clan is capable of giving birth to four hell-defying warriors, completely violating the rules of the universe.
But nature is one thing, and nurture is another.
Warriors from the Three Hells may also become warriors from the Nine Hells.
Those who fought fiercely in the four hells may also die in infancy, or be killed in the seventh and eighth hells.
Because this is the secret realm of Huangquan.
It's not the Nine Hells who make the decision.
In every era, countless strong people will pour in.
No matter how densely the Nine Hell Clan hides itself, and all the venerables who come in are evacuated, they still cannot escape the control of the Seventh Mercenary Alliance. Every once in a while, the Seventh Mercenary Alliance will send powerful lords down to sweep the entire underworld.
Secret realm.
The Huang Yin tribe has experienced countless raids.
The bloodline is getting poorer and poorer, and the number of clan members is getting smaller and smaller. Today, there is only one Nine Hell War Lord left, and his strength is only that of an elementary emperor, far away from the middle emperor.
The entire tribe has only a few hundred members.
Among the 108 tribes, Huang Yin tribe is at the bottom.
If the number of clan members is small, the possibility of being born a genius is small. On the contrary, for some Quan clan tribes with more than 10,000 clan members, the probability of being born a genius is much greater than that of the Huang Yin tribe.
"I, Jiuyu Huang Shang, must let the Huang Yin tribe rise again!"
A pair of black horns, entwined with a thick aura of chaos, with nine spiral wheels on the spiral horns on his head, and wearing an off-white peak Tiandao treasure battle armor, with extraordinary courage, he is the only Nine Hell War Lord of the Huang Yin tribe.
Nine Hells of Huang Shang!
Although he was born as a warrior of the Three Hells, he eventually became a warrior of the Nine Hells through unremitting efforts. With great ambitions, Huang Shang of the Nine Hells never thought about revitalizing the tribe and becoming the top strongman of the Nine Hells.
"Peng!" A huge sound shook the entire tribe.
Huang Shang from the Nine Hells was suddenly startled. He stopped practicing and looked at the broken point of the barrier. He saw a human young man stepping in with a sword. The aura of the divine master at his peak felt a little vulnerable, but it was inexplicably scary in people's hearts.
"An outsider at the peak of the Divine Lord." Jiujing Huang Shang was stunned for a moment, then sneered.
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