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Chapter 46 The Lord of the Netherworld

 Feeling the soul power in his body, Dai Yao was immediately surprised. The soul power level reached level twenty-three.

"It is indeed a thousand-year soul ring. The increase in soul power it brings is equivalent to several years of hard training for ordinary people."

Not only his soul power, but his physical fitness has also improved a lot.

If you were fighting a fat man now, you would probably be able to beat the fat man with nothing but Baji Beng without secret strength.

"Sure enough, a first-level soul master and a great soul master are in completely different realms." Dai Yao said with emotion as his body changed drastically.

"Now it seems that the battle with Fatty was mostly due to luck."

At this time, the middle-aged soul master opened the curtain of the tent and respectfully reminded: "Your Highness, it's almost time."

The two rested for a day in the Royal Beast Garden to restore their spirit and soul power.

After Dai Yao successfully absorbed the thousand-year soul ring, the middle-aged soul master's attitude became extremely respectful, even a little flattering.

"Then let's go back."

After simply eating some dried meat and putting away all the camping equipment, the two of them left the Royal Beast Garden along the road they came from.

After several hours of running around, we finally arrived at the edge of the Royal Beast Garden.

After simply saying goodbye to the middle-aged soul master, Dai Yao got on the carriage and drove through the canyon.

Driving out of the canyon, Dai Yao opened the window and looked back.

The rising mountains are like a towering wall, blocking the distant view, leaving only a narrow crack in the middle.

"Maybe I will never come here again." Dai Yao felt a little complicated.

Although his experience in the Beast Control Garden was not good, the two soul rings he obtained here left him with a different feeling for this place.

The oldest spirit beast in the Beast Control Garden is only two thousand years old, but it cannot meet the requirements of his third spirit ring. By then, he may have to go to the Star Dou Forest to obtain a satisfactory spirit ring.

The middle-aged soul beast looked at the direction Dai Yao left and remained silent for a long time.

"Hey, I finally sent this plague god away. I hope he won't come again next time." The captain of the guard complained.

Looking at the middle-aged soul master who was standing aside blankly, the captain of the guard waved his hand in front of his eyes and joked: "What's wrong, brother, is there anything worth remembering about these four highnesses? Is it possible that he also threatened you?"
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The middle-aged soul master was awakened by the weird movements of the guard captain. He knocked off the guard captain's hand in disgust, turned around and looked feverishly in the direction Dai Yao was leaving, and said inscrutably: "Brother, do you know what I saw?

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"What did you see?" The captain of the guard was a little confused.

"I saw a legend rising..."

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One day and one night.

Dai Yao finally returned to the Royal Academy.

As soon as I stepped into the academy, I was greeted by many eyes, some curious, some contemptuous, and some hostile.

But Dai Yao didn't care. He ignored these looks and went straight back to his place of cultivation.

After the waterfall, in the dark cave.

Zhu Zhuqing was practicing cross-legged, and inside the cave, dark-attributed soul power gathered from all around and was absorbed by her.

She opened her eyes, feeling the changes in the soul power in her body, and said thoughtfully: "My cultivation speed has become much faster."

When she was practicing before, it seemed as if the energy between heaven and earth had to be begged for before it reluctantly merged into her body.

Ever since her martial soul mutated, whenever she practices, the energy from heaven and earth rushes in, as if being trained by her is an honor.

After taking Purple Lotus, my current martial spirit is completely different from the Netherworld Spirit Cat's martial spirit.

But thinking about the mysterious Zilian, she felt worried in her heart.

She doesn't know where Dai Yao got the purple lotus, but the existence of the purple lotus is undoubtedly the most precious treasure between heaven and earth. Something that can enhance the martial soul has never been seen before.

"Since he doesn't want to say it, I won't force him. But when he comes back, I have to remind him that this matter is of great importance and he must be more cautious."

There are too many people who know her in Xingluo Academy. Since the martial soul mutated, she has never used the martial soul publicly again.

While I was distressed, there was a sound of footsteps outside the waterfall.

Zhu Zhuqing immediately put away his martial spirit, came to the entrance of the cave, and looked out of the waterfall warily.

When that familiar figure appeared, a burst of joy emerged.

"You're back." Zhu Zhuqing looked at Dai Yao's dusty face and said with a slight smile.

Just like an old married couple, plain and sweet, not as passionate as young people falling in love.

They were born into the royal family, and their emotions would be much indifferent. Under the cruel rules of competition for the throne, the two of them seemed more like joining a group to keep warm.

It is a compromise without choice.

The so-called engagement is just a modification of this compromise.

But after three years of getting along and supporting each other, Zhu Zhuqing gradually recognized Dai Yao.

Especially a few days ago, Dai Yao appeared when she was in despair, opening a crack in her heart that had been frozen due to the Zhu family's misfortune.

"How is your martial spirit?"

Dai Yao hugged Zhu Zhuqing and found that Zhu Zhuqing seemed to have grown taller. Thinking of the strange things that happened to her after taking Zilian a few days ago, he said worriedly.

Seeing Dai Yao's worried look, Zhu Zhuqing felt warm in his heart: "After taking Zilian, my martial spirit has strengthened a lot."

After saying that, Zhu Zhuqing became possessed by martial spirit.

"There seems to be no change?" Dai Yao observed it and couldn't tell any difference.

He said this, but his body was very honest. Zhu Zhuqing was extremely seductive in the state of being possessed by Wuhun, and Dai Yao couldn't take his eyes off him and remained motionless.

She used to feel agile, but now she seems to be a high and mighty king, her movements are noble and mysterious.

"Why is she so attractive? Is this the role of Zilian?" Dai Yao thought.

"Feel it carefully." Zhu Zhuqing's face was a little cunning.

When Dai Yao closed his eyes, a chill suddenly appeared around him, and then, his whole body seemed to be immersed in ice water.

He shivered, and even the mist he exhaled condensed into frost.

"What is this? Why is it so cold?"

Dai Yao rubbed his arms and asked in surprise.

You know, he is an attack-type soul master with extremely strong physical fitness and strong resistance to cold. He can endure sitting under the waterfall in the winter, but why can't he endure it now?

When I opened my eyes, I found that the cave was still the same, with moss everywhere, as if I couldn't feel the cold.

"No, the temperature in the cave has not changed!" Dai Yao suddenly turned his head and thought in shock.

"How did you do it?" he asked in surprise.

An ice crystal crown appeared above Zhu Zhuqing's head, containing endless pressure. The dark elements in the entire cave became active, as if welcoming the appearance of the king.

The sacred white tiger spirit seemed to feel something and instantly possessed Dai Yao.

That is an existence of the same level as his sacred white tiger spirit.
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