Chapter 249 Brothers in Distress (8)
It's just two or three drops of mud, why make such a fuss?
The grey-robed old man glanced at him with a respectful look, and said, "Your Highness, the Black Scaled Mystical Snake is your summoned beast. You can't keep it trapped forever. There might be a spirit beast with good attributes in a place like a swamp. If he devours it , his strength can be improved, which will also be good for you."
“Improved strength? Humph! Even if he improves, he is just a two-star divine beast. Compared with the six-star divine beast Burning Sky Black Evil, it is far inferior!” Those two dots of mud really irritated him.
The grey-robed old man couldn't help but say in his heart: Who allowed you to only be able to summon a two-star beast? How could you possibly compare to Yunzong?
However, he didn't dare to say these words. Although that prince was not as powerful as Yunzong, his strength was equally terrifying. How could they dare to provoke him?
He respectfully spread the cloak on the ground and asked the man to sit down. Then the old man in gray robe told the others to fish and make fire. It seemed that they would rest here for a while.
Wei Ning secretly watched and felt a pain in her waist
"Who is he?" Fortunately, they were at a distance, and those people were making a lot of noise, so I could speak in a low voice without worrying about them hearing me.
"In the Netherworld, there is a king, two palaces and four guardians. He is Bai Yuntang, one of the second palaces. He has the water attribute and is a soul-level master. His summoned beast is the two-star black-scaled mysterious snake from before." Yunzong said it in one breath, panting a little, as he was seriously injured.
Wei Ning listened carefully. It was one of the two palaces, and indeed it sounded like he had a prominent background, but the name was a little too feminine.
"What about you?" Wei Ning then remembered that he still didn't know what Yunzong's position in the underworld was.
A master of his level seems to be quite powerful according to what Bai Yuntang said just now.
"I am one of the four guardians," Yun Zong paused and continued, "In terms of strength, he is not my opponent, but Bai Yuntang is the one who once competed with Your Majesty for the throne of Hades. His strength lies in the fact that his soul-reversing and mind-locking technique has reached its peak. Experts with weaker minds will be controlled by him."
"Soul-Reversing and Heart-Locking Technique?" Wei Ning frowned slightly. This was the second time she had heard of this technique.
When he was secretly lurking and eavesdropping on the conversation between Mu Zi Han and Qin Feng, the Eight Desolate Divine Beast was discovered by the secret guards around him, and they almost used the Soul-Reversing and Heart-Locking Technique to deal with him.
"Well, this is one of the forbidden techniques in the underworld." Yunzong nodded, unaware of the doubts in her mind.
"Only people from the Underworld can do that?"
"Of course." Yun Zong raised his head and glanced . He was not stupid and seemed to hear that she was a little confused. "Why? Who else have you seen use it? This magic is too evil. Even His Majesty would not use it easily because it violates the rules of heaven and earth and is also harmful to oneself."
Wei Ning pondered, indeed, none of the countries in the Netherworld and Galan Continent wanted to make peace, and all countries were trying to avoid them as much as possible.
As for Mu Zihan, he was such a proud man, it was impossible for him to be involved with the Underworld. Moreover, the last time she was captured by people from the Underworld, he risked his life to save her.
Then why did the people around him know the soul-locking technique? Did the underworld send a sharp spy to be with him?
"Then there was no damage when he used it?" Wei Ning signaled with his eyes the man who was sitting by the water not far away, looking at his subordinates who were struggling to catch fish in the water with a look of disgust.
There happened to be abundant water plants nearby, and he sat quietly there with a sense of beauty, like a reflection in the water, but it was a pity that his expression was too feminine...
