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BOOM!

The meteorites and meteorites rained down from the sky and in an instant, the entire Octoterra Divine Region was plunged into chaos.

Not just the restricted region, the Sword Tomb and the Heavenly Mountain both replied that they would not be able to get out. Chaos was approaching, and naturally they would not go down in flames.

Only the Dragon Confining Continent and the direction of the Nether Abyss had black lights flash. Like dark clouds, they quickly spread in all directions, and a terrifying death aura pounced over.

"With the opening of the Underworld Realm, the master of the Nether Abyss has returned!"

Emperor Huang flew in front of Ye Ling and stared at the direction of the Dragon Confining Continent. His face was unexpectedly gloomy, and those boundless black clouds were a sign that the Underworld Realm's door would be opened wide.

Opening the gates for the dead and returning from the dead would allow the reappearance of ancient experts.

They did not want to fall, and even more so, did not want to see the people of the world alive. Their hearts had long since lost their nature and became extremely savage.

Ye Ling's heart was filled with fear. The gates to the Underworld Realm was opened, and everyone was facing death. Even the Honghuang Sect was going to be destroyed.

"How long will it take for the entrance of the Underworld Realm to close?" Ye Ling gazed at the boundless death aura, and asked Emperor Huang in a low voice.

"Maybe a few years, maybe a hundred years, maybe even a thousand years."

"This is a century of reincarnation, from ancient times to ancient times to now. Including this time, it's already the third time. Not a single time has changed."

Emperor Huang's brows tightly knitted, Ye Ling's question made it impossible for him to reply in an accurate manner. The opening of the Underworld Realm's door proved that the current Octoterra Divine Region had once again entered into a cycle of reincarnation.

"Oh? That being the case, why are there still survivors in Octoterra Divine Region? " Ye Ling's answer made him puzzled. After two massacres of the Underworld Realm, the Octoterra Divine Region should have long ceased to exist, but why was it still unharmed?

"Where did this crime come from?"

"Don't you know the meaning of the existence of the Nine Dragons Sky Domain?"

Emperor Huang's expression was strange as he looked at Ye Ling with suspicion.

Once the Eight Desolations were destroyed, everyone would head to the underworld. When the Octoterra Divine Region fell into a dead silence once again, a new world would open up. When everything was restored, the Nine Dragons Sky Domain would send all the criminals from the Upper Realm into the Eight Desolations, allowing them to fend for themselves.

This was the reason why Octoterra Divine Region was called the "land of sinners".

Ye Ling was shocked. From Emperor Huang's gaze, he finally understood that the Nine Dragons Sky Domain was the place that held everyone's fate in their hands.

Thinking up to this point, Ye Ling's heart was in turmoil. Looking at the expression in Emperor Huang's eyes, he was extremely curious in his heart.

Bang bang!

Just at that moment, a huge explosion suddenly rang out in the sky. Figures that were surrounded by the deathly aura had sinister faces and were endlessly attacking the Spirit Formation above.

"Meditation!" They are the meditation cultivators of the Underworld Realm! " When Emperor Huang saw the few people in the sky, his expression suddenly froze. Those few people were meditation cultivators who had walked out of the Underworld Realm's gate.

There were a total of three people who attacked the Honghuang Sect's enchantment, and all of them had reached Early Stage level 6 or 7.

"Meditation?"

"Looks like it really is the return of the dead, an unexpected calamity!"

Ye Ling's heart tensed, seeing the two meditations up ahead, he suddenly jumped up and turned into a shadow, immediately attacking with his iron blood. A dead person should have turned to dust, why did he need to live.

BOOM!

Ye Ling threw out a punch, and the punches in the sky rained down like a rain of stars. In an instant, the three cultivators were sent flying, their bodies all flashing with black light, their sturdy bodies surprisingly able to guard against Ye Ling's punches.

After all, they were people who had lived for thousands of years, and their bodies had already reached the level of Unbreakable Body. Therefore, if they wanted to kill them, they couldn't do it without absolute strength.

"Unrivaled Undead, give up resisting!"

"The Underworld Realm's Gate is wide open for you. Let us surpass you and send you into the Longevity Realm!"

Their expressions were extremely terrifying, and the auras emanating from their entire bodies were berserk. Ye Ling, who was glaring at him, actually made sense, as if he was proclaiming Ye Ling's death.

The Longevity Realm was the Underworld Realm they spoke of. Those who stepped into the Underworld Realm could live for eternity, and that was what they believed to be longevity.

"They're just a bunch of dead people!"

"You dare to raise your speed again?" I will make sure that you all are not even dregs! "

Ye Ling was infuriated, being mocked by the dead, the most disgusting thing to do, was frowning as he suddenly took a step forward, raising his hand and instantly sweeping the Blood Yama across.

Puff puff!

Wherever the sword passed, black blood spurted into the air, and three of the Nether Enlightenment cultivators were cut in half from the waist up.

"Destroy!" Ye Ling suddenly roared out, with a wave of his hand, the earth's core flame filled the sky, as though it deserved it, and instantly engulfed the dead body of Ming Xiu, burning it to ashes in the blink of an eye.

When the Underworld Realm opened its mouth, all of these lackeys that appeared were all so tyrannical. If the Ancient Great Leader were to jump out, simply did not have the strength to fight back.

After flying back to the Honghuang Sect, Emperor Huang's expression was incomparably cold. Looking at the approaching Ye Ling, he said, "If you want to get past this calamity, I can possibly do something that you won't be able to accept. However, you must help me."

"Senior?"

"What do you want to do?"

When Ye Ling heard this, his face suddenly darkened, Emperor Huang's words seemed to have made him realize that something terrifying was about to happen.

"I was originally born in the Ancient Era. The reason why I was able to live until now naturally means that I have my own life-saving methods. As long as you promise to help me guard the Honghuang Sect for a period of time, this emperor will guarantee your safety."

Emperor Huang's tone was a little heavy, but just because he was able to make this matter known to Zhang Ye Ling, it proved that he did not treat Ye Ling as an outsider.

When Ye Ling heard it, a ripple appeared in his heart. Under Emperor Huang's attentive gaze, he finally chose to nod his head and agree to Emperor Huang's request.

Emperor Huang looked at Ye Ling with a smile, and then suddenly turned and flew towards Honghuang Sect, as though he had made a great decision at this moment, all of this was because he had obtained a chance to live.

Looking at Emperor Huang's leaving figure, Ye Ling's expression became extremely gloomy, he turned and looked at the barrier for a long time, and then chose to sit cross-legged in the air.

Since he had promised Emperor Huang to protect the Honghuang Sect, he naturally had to do as he said. At the same time, Ye Ling could sense that in the direction of the Dragon Confining Continent, a terrifying aura was approaching the Northern Desolate Continent.

Dragon Confining Continent.

At the exit of Nether Abyss, a group of men dressed in black robes were gathered there. All of them had an aura of death around them, their expressions were cold and cautious.

His name was "Jiu Li", the son of the Nether Abyss's master, and he had stepped into the ninth level of the Primary Stage. Previously, he had always been sleeping in the Underworld Realm, but because the Underworld Realm's door was opened, he woke up first and went back to the Nether Abyss to gather everyone.

"Report!"

"Young Master Jiu Li, the three Underworld Expert s that were excluded were all killed by Ye Ling. Now that the Honghuang Sect is enveloped by a barrier, and it is difficult to invade the nether fog, Young Master, please make up your mind."

As Jiu Li was staring into the distance, he suddenly saw a figure appearing in mid-air. It was the hidden sentry that the Nether Abyss had sent to observe the movements of the Honghuang Sect.

"Trash!"

"Underworld Realm is actually raising these trash, and now that my royal father has not awoken, the experts of Underworld Realm are all waiting for the right opportunity to make their move. If this young master didn't know that the Three Corpses Elder and the Underworld Realm's envoy had all died by that Ye Ling's hands, how could I have returned to Ming Nether Abyss so quickly?"

Jiu Li was so angry that he suddenly raised his head to look at the messenger in the sky. Then, he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the messenger.

"Please calm your anger, Young Lord!"

Seeing that Jiu Li was furious, the Nether Abyss Rankers behind him all quickly kneeled on the ground and cupped their fists to ask for forgiveness. All of them had expressions of fear on their faces, as they were afraid of Jiu Li.

"Humph!"

"You bunch of idiots, my Nether Abyss's reputation has been defeated by your hands. The Sickle of the God of Death has never been given to my royal father by him. If you cannot snatch it back, all of you must die!"

Jiu Li bellowed, his voice was like a clap of thunder, his personality was irritable and moody, at the moment his eyes were scarlet red, his killing intent extremely strong.

"We will definitely snatch back the Sickle of the God of Death. Young master, please calm your anger!"

Facing Jiu Li's berating, no one dared to refute. The Sickle of the God of Death was an important treasure of the Underworld Realm, and it was related to the fate of the Underworld Realm. If the Sickle of the God of Death was lost, the Nether Abyss would face annihilation and suffer the wrath of the Underworld Realm.

Sou sou!

Just then, a shadow suddenly flew out from Nether Abyss's entrance. Two sets of black coffin appeared out of nowhere in front of Jiu Li, each of them releasing a dazzling black light, with a terrifying aura.

"Lifesteal? Soulreaper?" Seeing the appearance of the two black coffin, Jiu Li's mouth formed a cold smile, and then he looked towards the people of Nether Abyss and said: "You two bring these two masters to Honghuang Sect, you must eradicate Honghuang Sect, and capture Ye Ling alive!"

"Yes sir!"

"We will follow the young lord's orders and will not disappoint him."