Urban Undying Lord Chapter 650 - 650 669 Huang Mozhi

650: Chapter 669: Huang Mozhi 650: Chapter 669: Huang Mozhi “But Heaven does not let down those who have heart, and she finally achieved it.

She did not let down Ye Xuan’s expectations.

At this mont, she was kneeling and kowtowing her way towards the Nuwa Palace because she was about to be taken in as a disciple by Nuwa herself, and she was on the verge of completing the mission Ye Xuan had entrusted to her.

“Dear Uncle-Master, Xue Ji has not let down your expectations!”

Xue Fengge’s heart trembled with excitent, and she couldn’t help but exclaim with joy inwardly, yet the outward appearance she maintained was one of extre devotion, without a trace of her inner elation showing.

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The Wangchuan River flowed slowly from east to west, its murky waters an endless tide of pale bones, a testant to its macabre essence.

The wails of countless wandering souls echoed through the air.

The dim sky, the blood-red nether sun, and the howling yin winds together painted a chilling tableau.

Yin Soldiers and Ghost Generals moved through the ether while Black and White Impermanence angrily whipped and berated lost souls.

Above the Wangchuan River.

A vast arena stretched boundlessly, with the Ten Palaces Yama seated in dominion in all directions; above them lood an imnse figure of Heaven and Earth, sitting cross-legged high in the sky, gazing down upon the vast arena below.

On the arena.

Ghost Immortals were roaring, Yin Spirits were bellowing, and a myriad of Ghost Dao Great Techniques were bursting forth.

Wandering souls were seen disintegrating into ash, and Ghost Immortals were turning into black smoke.

“Kill!”

The screams of the souls were chilling, their killing intent piercing the heavens.

A man in black, his body radiating dark yin energy, wielded the Nine Yin Poison Immortal Sword in his hand, with every swing ensuring countless Ghost Immortals t their soul scattering demise.

“Huang Youcai, you dream of becoming a Closed-door Disciple of the Great Emperor, but you’re rely daydreaming!

Today, let your soul disperse right here.”

A Daluo Ghost Immortal, radiating boundless yin energy, had gathered a large following to encircle the man in black.

Yet, with the latter being nothing more than a Luotian Golden Immortal, not only was he not a match for the forr, but given the overwhelming odds against him, his fate seed all but sealed.

Huang Youcai enveloped himself in shade, his figure tall and imposing, as the Nine Yin Poison Immortal Sword shone with a venomous green gleam.

At this mont, he was eyeing the opposing Daluo Ghost Immortal with a deadly and venomous intent.

This was a battle for supremacy, where fairness and victory or defeat had no place.

Only the one who could survive on the arena had the right to beco a disciple of the Fengdu Ghost Emperor.

Fifteen thousand eight hundred years!

Huang Youcai had waited for fifteen thousand eight hundred years, tirelessly building his power within the Underworld and resorting to all ans to enhance his cultivation.

Today, he had finally ascended the arena; if he could just eliminate this Daluo Ghost Immortal and his followers, he could beco the Closed-door Disciple of Emperor Fengdu.

However, facing a Daluo Ghost Immortal, even with all his cunning and strategies, he stood no chance against the sheer force of his opponent’s cultivation.

“Die!”

Though Huang Youcai was only of the Luotian Golden Immortal Realm, the Daluo Ghost Immortal did not take him lightly as an enemy, and held no contempt in his heart, for Huang Youcai’s tactics were unpredictable and his moves increasingly ruthless.

He had previously suffered greatly at his hands, and had it not been for being a Daluo, he might very well have perished.

With the souls screaming and yin energy filling the sky, dozens of Ghost Immortals sward in attack, unleashing various Ghost Dao Great Techniques at Huang Youcai.

The Daluo Ghost Immortal himself concentrated the most powerful Great Technique, transforming into a massive and chilling ghostly blade, furiously slashing towards Huang Youcai.

With no chance of survival, there was no escape.”

Huang Youcai, clenching the Nine Yin Poison Immortal Sword, his eyes flickered with blood-red light, even more imbued with extrely terrifying madness.

“Want to kill , then let’s die together.”

Huang Youcai roared to the sky in fury, his insane voice causing the Wangchuan River to churn, and his body of a Ghost Immortal glowed, with the Nine Yin Poison Immortal Sword in his hand growing even more uncontrollable.

“Mad…

madman…

you madman!”

Such a sight directly caused the Daluo Ghost Immortal to cry out in horror, and his figure retreating at high speed toward Huang Youcai, for Huang Youcai had actually chosen to self-destruct along with the Nine Yin Poison Immortal Sword, a move that was tantamount to mutual obliteration.

“Hahaha!”

Huang Youcai’s fierce laughter rang out, his body swelling wildly, like a balloon on the verge of explosion, with the Nine Yin Poison Immortal Sword shaking violently, and an unimaginable force spreading out.

“Enough!”

Suddenly, a majestic and dignified voice ca from the high sky, and a vast yin light fell upon Huang Youcai, instantly suppressing his self-destructing body.

Boom!

Emperor Fengdu, shrouded in ghostly fog, surrounded by the light of a Quasi-Saint, silently glanced at Huang Youcai, who kept gasping for breath on the platform, and then nodded slightly.

“The na Huang Youcai is too unpleasant to hear, this Emperor will bestow you with a new na, from now on, you shall be called Huang Mozhi.”

Huang Youcai, no, he should be called Huang Mozhi, knelt on the platform, kowtowing to Emperor Fengdu with great excitent, “Thank you, Great Emperor, for granting a na.”

“Mozhi, you are mistaken, you should call him Master,” King Yanluo laughed heartily, kindly reminding him.

“Disciple Huang Mozhi pays respects to Master,” Huang Mozhi spoke excitedly, giving Emperor Fengdu three kowtows in succession.

“Great Emperor, this man has not yet won, how can you…”

The Daluo Ghost Immortal ca out of his stupor, his voice edging with reluctance, but before he could finish his words, a beam of yin light descended from the high sky, and the Daluo Ghost Immortal turned into black smoke.

“Lacking in ruthlessness, fearful of death in pursuit of life, although a Daluo Ghost Immortal, how could he possibly beco my disciple?” Emperor Fengdu spoke sternly, rendering the entire Heaven and Earth silent, no one daring to make a noise.

“Huang Mozhi, I bestow upon you a Three Yin Ghost God Pill, heal your injuries.

After seven days, co see at the Fengdu Palace,” Emperor Fengdu said solemnly, vanishing into the high sky.

“Mozhi sees off Master!”

Huang Mozhi kowtowed earnestly until Emperor Fengdu had gone far away, then he slowly rose from the ground.

“Mozhi, from now on you are the Great Emperor’s closed-door disciple.

If there’s anything you need help with in the future, just let us know,” the Ten Palaces Yama ca over with smiles, each of them clearly carrying a flattering tone.

Huang Mozhi responded with a smile, speaking with utmost humility, yet no one could see the flash of fervent excitent across his eyes, or notice his fists clenched so tightly that his fingernails dug into his palms without his awareness, a testant to the extent of his inner turmoil.

“Sir, Huang the fatty has not let your expectations down, I’ve finally beco Emperor Fengdu’s closed-door disciple.”

Huang Mozhi roared madly within, but outwardly he continued to smile at the Ten Palaces Yama, appearing modest and courteous to the point that no one could perceive any abnormality.