"Could it be said that in a small city with more than ten tiers of land, an unparalleled genius can be born?"
Duan Jiaolong frowned, with a hint of shadow on his face.
He is a ghost from the big city.
He prides himself on being extremely talented.
At the age of one hundred years old, the soul power will reach 1.5 million.
When he was two hundred years old, he cut off the arm of General Hayami and replaced it with the spiritual material of the Nine Nether Ghost Emperor, which increased his soul power to three million.
At this point, the name of the Demon-Breaking Lord resounded throughout the underworld.
Among the ghost kings in the same realm, very few people can fight with him.
He often lamented that if he was born in a better place and had more resources.
Maybe he will have a chance to fight for the ownership of the Dragon Imperial City.
After all, his talent is so great.
But now, a boy who is less than twenty years old can kill the Hurricane Ghost King with one palm.
Doesn't this mean that a ghost who was born several times as rubbish as him is actually a hundred times more talented than him?
After all, to defeat the Ghost King with a soul power of 400,000 with one palm, his own soul power would need to be at least 600,000.
And he himself barely managed to reach 800,000 soul powers until his ghost age reached sixty years old.
This feeling made him very unhappy.
"Master, although Yun Rushan is not your close disciple, he still holds the title of your disciple. If you don't avenge him, how will the ghosts in the underworld view you?
It's a pity that the apprentice's soul power is only 400,000, which is only about the same as the Hurricane Ghost King. When facing the young man named Young Master Dragon King, there is no other outcome except defeat.
That’s why I had no choice but to come here to find you.”
Kuangjian looked ashamed. Although he was Duan Jiaolong's official disciple, he was over eighty years old, but he still only cultivated to the level of 400,000 soul power.
His talent is neither high nor low. Looking at the entire underworld, he is at the middle level.
This kind of talent is very strong for most people, but for real geniuses, he is still far away.
Duan Jiaolong stood up, with a faint murderous intention flashing in his eyes.
An unrivaled momentum swept out of him.
The mad sword retreated in shock. The momentum just passed by him, and it already made him feel like he was about to suffocate.
The momentum didn't stop until the footsteps retreated to the edge of the Yin Stone.
"Okay, so strong, is this the power of Master's third-level ghost king?
Just a random act of coercion can control the life and death of others!
If Master is willing to come forward, maybe with just one thought, that Young Master Dragon King will die without a burial place!"
A glimmer of expectation surged in Kuangjian's heart.
It has been more than ten years since he saw Duan Jiaolong take action against anyone.
"I originally thought that the so-called geniuses could only appear from the big families in the Ghost Emperor City.
I didn't expect that even a small town like the 18th tier could have such a monstrous talent.
"Ever since my soul power exceeded three million, I have been cultivating with great concentration. It has been decades, but the improvement of my soul power has been extremely slow.
Since that young man is a genius, it just so happens that I will eat his soul. Maybe, using his soul as a guide, I can raise my ghost skills to the peak level."
There was a hint of passion and greed in his tone.
It was as if Lin Tianyou was a medicinal introduction to him to enhance his soul power and ghost skills.
"Master, if your demon-breaking palm reaches its peak, can you kill the five hundred demon generals of the Dragon Emperor and Ghost Emperor?"
Duan Jiaolong's aura was very powerful. Standing next to him, the pressure was really uncomfortable.
But Kuangjian was extremely excited.
Because as long as one more demon warrior is killed, the master's status will become even more resounding.
"That's right, I don't pay attention to little people like the Young Master Dragon King. Only the old subordinates of the Dragon King and Ghost Emperor are my targets.
As long as I kill another top-ranked demon warrior, the Nine Nether Ghost Emperor will definitely reward me with a large amount of spiritual materials."
Duan Jiaolong said with great confidence.
"Master, when will we leave for Ziyuan City?"
Kuangjian was very excited. As a disciple, if the master gets the spiritual materials, he will also benefit from it.
Master eats meat, and he can also drink some soup.
Maybe, relying on those 'soups', his soul power can break through from 400,000 to 500,000.
In the underworld, it is really a place where the jungle prevails, and only the strongest ghost tribe can stand above the other ghost tribes.
"Ziyuan City will naturally pass by.
But now is not the time.
Master, I just had some insights. Once we digest these insights, we will immediately set off for Ziyuan City!"
Every time the ghosts practice, in addition to devouring a large number of the same kind, they also need to gain enlightenment.
Sometimes, one realization is more useful than devouring hundreds of the same kind.
It was precisely because of this that Duan Jiaolong was not in a hurry to devour Lin Tianyou.
"Crazy Sword obeys orders, and obeys Master's orders in everything!"
Mad Sword knelt down and prostrated again.
Infinite expectations arose in his heart.
After the master devours the Ghost Hunting Dragon King, he will surely be strong enough to kill the top four hundred demon warriors!
More than ten years ago, Master only cut off the arm of the weakest warrior Hayami, and obtained spiritual materials that others could only dream of.
If a warrior stronger than Hayami is killed, wouldn't the spiritual material be against the will of heaven?
After all, Jiuyou Ghost Emperor once said that no matter who it is, when hunting the generals under the Dragon Emperor and Ghost Emperor.
As long as the higher the status and strength of the general you kill, the higher the reward you will receive.
This reward has not been revoked to this day, attracting countless ghosts in the underworld to risk hunting.
"Well, when my soul power reaches four million, I will teach you the core of breaking the devil's palm!"
Duan Jiaolong looked at Mad Sword and his tone became extremely gentle.
"Thank you Master!"
Arrogant was so excited that he kowtowed heavily to Duan Jiaolong.
In a certain house in Hades City.
Qi Feng finally woke up faintly.
"I heard that you were tortured into a dog at the Huali Inn?"
A man wearing a mask behind him looked at Qi Feng jokingly and said with a smile.
"Turned into a dog?"
Qi Feng's face showed an unprecedented ferocity, "This was just an accident. He just relied on his strength to surpass me and temporarily made me look embarrassed.
When I return to my family, I will definitely take back this shame!"
No matter who Lin Tianyou is, whether he is the master of Hurricane City or a guest of Moyun Mansion.
None of this matters.
He would let Lin Tianyou know how serious the consequences would be if he provoked the young master of the Qi family!
The humiliation he suffered will be returned to Lin Tianyou a hundred times or a thousand times!
"Sorry, you may not be able to get back that shame."
The masked man shook his head and said.
"Why?"
Qi Feng looked puzzled.
"Because that young man is the winner of the battle between Yang Shi's heroes."