Chapter 1403: Chapter 1321: Human Demon
Song Qiong’s eyes were somewhat complex, with a face marked by slight wrinkles and the bitterness of life: "I have a premonition, even if I escape, given Young Master Ye’s personality, he would likely pursue me to the Chenluo Heavenly and kill me, and with this sword, you could easily kill me or destroy the entire Chenluo Heavenly."
As she spoke, Song Qiong glanced fearfully at the Moluo Sword in Ye Tian’s hand, and just a glance made her mind explode!!!
Too frightening.
Too strong. Even though the Moluo Sword wasn’t aimed at her at the moment, she was still trembling with fear.
How could there be such a terrifying weapon in the world?
The key is, how can this young man Ye Tian possibly wield such a sword?
"Quite smart." Ye Tian complimented Song Qiong.
"Young Master Ye, could you spare my life?"
Song Qiong’s voice carried both pleading and desperation: "Considering that I have been somewhat sensible."
"But I said earlier, if you don’t leave within three counts, you will die, leaving you alive would make me break my word, and I don’t like breaking my word." Ye Tian responded calmly.
"Young Master Ye, how about... you plant a Divine Soul Seed in my Divine Soul Sea that can explode at any time, controlling my life and death instantly; from today, I and Chenluo Heavenly will be your vassals, even slaves, Young Master Ye, would that work?" Song Qiong gritted her teeth and said resolutely.
Striving for survival at all costs. "Fine." Ye Tian looked deeply at Song Qiong and finally nodded.
One must admit, this woman is clever.
She is also ruthless to herself.
Indeed, she is very aware of the circumstances.
In the next moment, Ye Tian planted a Divine Soul Seed in Song Qiong’s Divine Soul Sea, putting Song Qiong’s life and death in Ye Tian’s hands.
"Master!"
Song Qiong spoke respectfully, without a hint of betrayal.
She is truly aware of the circumstances.
"Let me go!!! Let me go! If you kill me, the Netherworld Palace will surely make you wish for death; the power and terror of the Netherworld Palace are beyond your imagination!" At this moment, the Seventh Palace, whose throat was held by Ye Tian, screamed hoarsely, mixing fear with a husky threat.
"Is that so?"
Ye Tian glanced at the Seventh Palace and spoke casually, showing no emotional change against such threats.
Nearby, Song Qiong watched with fear.
In truth, if she were Ye Tian, she definitely wouldn’t kill the Seventh Palace.
The reason is simple, in this Great Thousand World, besides the mysterious Undying Imperial Court, the most untouchable is the Netherworld Palace.
Because, the people of the Netherworld Palace, they are all tough characters, not to be trifled with.
Provoking the Netherworld Palace might lead to lifelong pursuit.
Moreover, the people of Netherworld Palace are particularly skilled at hiding and assassination.
Very few accidents leading to the death of a Netherworld Palace member have been heard over the past tens of millions of years...
No incidents.
Never happened.
Even the similarly powerful Desolate God Alliance and Undying Imperial Court are somewhat reluctant to antagonize the Netherworld Palace.
The Netherworld Palace is a bunch of slaughtering lunatics.
"Can you contact the higher-ups of your Netherworld Palace? Or, do you have any masters or such?"
Ye Tian looked at the Seventh Palace and asked.
Deep in the Seventh Palace’s eyes, a glimpse of relief appeared.
When Ye Tian said that, it wasn’t a plan to kill him?
Otherwise, why not directly kill him as he did with Zi Huan?
"Hmph, seems he’s not that reckless, at least there’s something he’s afraid of, that’s good."
The Seventh Palace thought to himself, feeling his life was spared, as a vengeful poison began to spread within him, determined that as long as he survived this time, in the future, he would avenge himself at any cost, making this bastard wish for death. Nearby, Song Qiong breathed a sigh of relief; she thought Ye Tian made the right choice by not killing the Seventh Palace.
In the next moment, the Seventh Palace took a deep breath, steadied his emotions, and said, "I... I can contact my master, my master is the Third Deputy Hall Master of the Netherworld Palace."
The strongest figure in the Netherworld Palace must be the Hall Master.
Below the Hall Master are the Deputy Hall Masters; it’s said that the Netherworld Palace has four Deputy Hall Masters.
The Third Deputy Hall Master is absolutely considered the upper echelon of the upper echelon in the Netherworld Palace; in fact, the Hall Master of the Netherworld Palace appears to have only been heard of in recent tens of millions of years but hasn’t appeared, even the Great Deputy Hall Master rarely appears, just the Second and Third Deputy Hall Masters seem to be stationed at the Netherworld Palace, possibly appearing, yet ordinary people can’t meet them, like a divine dragon showing its head but not its tail.
At this moment, hearing the Seventh Palace say he could contact the Third Deputy Hall Master, the crowd was somewhat excited and eagerly anticipated.
Everyone wanted to witness the legendary Third Deputy Hall Master of the Netherworld Palace.
"Go ahead and make contact." Ye Tian said indifferently.
In the next moment, the Seventh Palace began to softly chant a spell.
Quickly.
The spell was complete.
Suddenly, light gathered before everyone’s eyes.
The light was a middle-aged man.
Dressed in a black robe.
Thin, face somewhat pale, eyes sunken.
Bare-handed, skin over bones.
This Third Deputy Hall Master’s light projection wasn’t a Divine Soul Avatar or such, seemingly just a light projection.
No real power.
No wonder earlier, facing a life-or-death crisis, the Seventh Palace didn’t chant a demonic spell to summon his master’s light projection, as it had no power, even appearing couldn’t rescue anyone.
"I am Qiu Ji."
The Third Deputy Hall Master glanced at Ye Tian and spoke, his voice quiet, devoid of anger, as if he didn’t see his disciple being held by the throat by Ye Tian, with life at a moment’s edge.
Yet, Qiu Ji’s voice carried an inexplicable sense of dread.
