Chapter 705: The Ten Kings of the Underworld
Lei Yuan is a tall and thin man wearing silver armor and with a cold face.
The chief deacon of Thunder Continent is probably the weakest among the three chief deacons of Helian Business Alliance.
At the same time, the Thunder Continent branch he manages is also the worst developed of the three major branches.
This is normal. After all, the strength of the various tribes in the Thunder Continent is too strong. The Jiao Chi, Ju Ling and other tribes are all tribes that can compete with the Merchant Alliance.
With the existence of these ethnic groups, it is normal that the development of the Chamber of Commerce is squeezed.
The Helian Merchant Alliance has a total of five Mahayana monks in Leiming Continent. Three of them came this time, and six of the eight Mahayana monks from Fengyuan Continent came.
The eight Mahayana masters from the Blood Sky Continent came out in full force, plus the eight Mahayana masters from the Huan Xin Sect.
With Ye Changsheng joining, there are a total of 26 Mahayana monks, which is a huge force.
The forces controlled by the Ten Kings of the Underworld are definitely much stronger than the Helian Merchant Alliance, and they have a lot of Mahayana masters under their command, possibly hundreds.
But they still have to fight a great battle with their arch-enemy, the Night Ghost Clan, so they can't send too many people.
However, despite this, the number of troops on the other side will probably be much larger than that of the Helian Merchant Alliance.
But it doesn’t matter. The Helian Business Alliance invited Ye Changsheng to offset the opponent’s numerical advantage.
Ye Changsheng had already promised them that he would go all out this time, and this time the Chamber of Commerce tried to impress Ye Changsheng with the allocation of resources in this world.
According to their estimation, Ye Changsheng must give it his all this time, right?
This is a good opportunity to see the limit of his strength.
According to the Chamber of Commerce's estimation, he should be able to deal with more than twenty ordinary Mahayana practitioners by himself.
Whether this is the case or not depends on the subsequent performance.
In another interface, Ye Changsheng and twenty-six others 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. It is also the closest stronghold to the areas controlled by ghosts in the underworld.
A million miles away from here is the territory of those ghosts.
With Ye Changsheng's vast spiritual sense, he could already clearly see the situation over there.
A pitch-black rolling wind enveloped the sky and the earth, connecting the upper and lower parts into one, like a huge sky curtain hanging down, blocking all divine senses from prying eyes.
Ye Changsheng's eyes flashed slightly, and the next moment his spiritual consciousness rushed out suddenly, forcibly breaking through the obstruction of the gloomy sky curtain and rushing into it.
After passing through the obstruction of heavy yin energy and going deep into a place hundreds of miles away, Ye Changsheng suddenly saw nearly a hundred thousand-foot-high white mountains quietly floating in the sky.
These mountains are surrounded by patches of black shadows, which are various ghosts and spirits dancing around these mountains.
A closer look reveals that these so-called white peaks have an uneven surface and flicker with faint phosphorescent light, and are actually made up of countless white bones and skulls.
"Interesting, it seems that this is a kind of war fortress, similar to those possessed by super clans such as the Jiaochi clan!" Ye Changsheng looked at the surface of these mountains with his spiritual sense and a look of interest appeared on his face.
Although he controls the number one battleship in the spiritual world, his battleship is purely built on outstanding materials. His actual war weapon manufacturing technology is far inferior to that of races such as the Jiaochi tribe.
Compared with the war fortresses controlled by these underworld creatures, Ye Changsheng felt that his own technology was not good enough.
"This underworld has not cut off its connection with the fairyland and does not belong to the lost world. I have to see the various methods they have mastered!" Ye Changsheng thought to himself.
He saw some green-faced, fang-toothed ghosts coming in and out at the exits of those mountains. Each of them had a strong aura and looked ferocious.
And in the middle of these mountains, there is a White Bone Mountain that looks completely different from the others, exuding a thrilling atmosphere.
Around this mountain, there are thousands of evil spirits wearing neat bone armor and holding various weapons patrolling back and forth.
Their aura is much stronger than that of other evil spirits, and they are all at the Nascent Soul level.
When Ye Changsheng's consciousness broke through the gloomy sky curtain, a surprised cry was heard from a gloomy blood-red hall in the center of the bone mountain.
"A stranger's spiritual consciousness has actually broken in!" A gloomy voice came from a dark shadow in the hall.
Hearing this, a tall figure immediately stood up and said, "Who is so bold? I'll go and take care of him!"
"I think it's probably the Mahayana from the opposite side who sneaked in. He dared to get so close to us and used his spiritual sense to spy on us. It seems that he is confident in his own life-saving methods. King Xiongsi, even if you chase him out, I'm afraid it will be difficult to catch him!" Another slender black shadow said lightly.
"Hmph, how ridiculous! A Mahayana from the Lost Realm also wants to escape from my hands?" said the tall black shadow with a sneer.
"King Xiongsi, don't act rashly, or you will fall into the enemy's ambush!" The venomous snake-like voice that spoke at the beginning sounded again.
Hearing this person's words, the carefree King Xiong Si subconsciously straightened his body and kept silent.
"I have released my spiritual sense over a distance of 100,000 miles, but have not detected any trace of this person!" Suddenly a short figure spoke in a shrill voice like that of a baby.
As soon as these words were spoken, the other four dark shadows in the hall were immediately shocked.
The spiritual consciousness of an ordinary Mahayana can only be projected tens of thousands of miles away. For a King of Seven Apertures to be able to project it a hundred thousand miles away is already astonishing.
But even at this point, he didn't even notice the other party, which was really outrageous.
"Oh, King Qiqiao, your spiritual sense is the strongest among us, but you didn't even notice the other party. It seems that the other party is indeed very powerful!"
"It seems that this person is either very good at hiding himself, or his magical powers are even greater than those of the Seven Aperture King!"
"How is it possible?" The tall, black-shadowed King Xiong Si exclaimed when he heard this.
"The Seven-Aperture King is one of the top three in terms of magical power among the Ten Kings of the Underworld. Is there anyone stronger than him?"
The gloomy voice like a venomous 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 wouldn't have all returned injured!"
"From what we have found out from soul searching , this world is also a large one. I wouldn't be surprised if a strong man comparable to the Seven Aperture King appeared, let alone a person who can be as strong as the Dark Bear Boss!"
"A person comparable to the Dark Bear Boss?"
Upon hearing this, the other kings of the underworld looked at each other in bewilderment.
Boss Mingxiong is the leader of the Ten Kings of the Underworld. He is a strong man comparable to the level of True Immortal, and is ranked as the strongest in the underworld together with the patriarch of the Night Ghost clan.
Looking across all realms, how many people can rival this kind of person?
"King of the Wheel of Time, you actually think so highly of this world. Isn't that a little outrageous?" The King of Seven Apertures, whose voice was as shrill as a baby's, asked calmly.
"It's not that I think highly of them, but this world does have capital that deserves our attention!"
"Think about it, we have learned a lot of information about this world through soul searching, but don't the strong people in this world have the means to search souls?"
"They must know us very well, but even so, they still dare to propose a decisive battle. It shows that the other side is very confident and they definitely have top-notch experts!" The Chakravartin analyzed.
After hearing these words, the expressions of the other kings of the underworld immediately became more serious.
"If there really is a strong man of that level, then if Boss Mingxiong doesn't come, I'm afraid no one of us can defeat him!" The black shadow that had been silent all this time also spoke.
"King Buddha Bone is right. If there really is such a strong man, our battle will be difficult!"
"It's a pity that the Dark Bear Boss is fighting with the Night Ghost Clan for another underworld at a critical moment, so he can't split himself."
"Compared to this small world that will take many years to transform into a dark and underworld world, the underworld world that has already been formed is naturally more important. How could Boss Mingxiong give up the big world for the small one?"
"We don't have to worry too much. According to the information we got from soul searching, 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, the number of its Mahayana is far less than one-tenth of that in this world!"
"And the strongest person in this world does not belong to the Helian Merchant Alliance, so even if there is a strong person like Boss Mingxiong in this world, we will most likely not meet him!"
The Wheel King, who seemed to be the leader of the five kings of the underworld, spoke slowly, and the expressions of the other four kings gradually relaxed.
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Ye Changsheng withdrew his spiritual sense and moved his gaze around, looking at the Chamber of Commerce guards coming in and out of the fortress.
In terms of eliteness, the strength of the Merchant Alliance Guards is no worse than that of the opposing Underworld Army.
However, compared with the other side, there is undoubtedly a big gap in quantity.
The elite guards gathered by the Chamber of Commerce here numbered only a few thousand, while the Yin soldiers on the opposite side numbered tens of thousands.
"There are about thirty Mahayana-level auras. The five strongest ones 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 same five people in the original book. If I remember correctly, all five of them have incarnations left in the underworld!"
"That is to say, even if we kill them here, we can't completely kill them. At most we can only reduce their strength!"
"But, hehe, if the strength of these five people all dropped to the level of ordinary Mahayana, can the Ten Kings of the Underworld still resist the Night Ghost Clan?"
As Ye Changsheng was thinking this , he heard Biying's voice again: "Brother Ye, there are only three days left before the decisive battle we agreed on with the other party. Let's take a break here!"
"Well, that's good. I hope this battle goes smoothly!" Ye Changsheng nodded and said.
A group of people entered the fortress and rested quietly in their respective rooms, waiting for the decisive battle three days later.
