Weird: Run away, he has conceptual-level abilities!.

Chapter 549: Siege from the Six Great Ghostly Forces
at this time.

Hearing Jiang Ming's shocking remarks and the black-robed ghost and the female Rakshasa ghost who volunteered to enter the alchemy room, all the ghosts present were stunned.

Especially the old man with cracks, the shock on his face was the most obvious among all the ghosts.

Without him.

He is the one with the highest rank at the scene.

Even the Plague God who made a great name for himself ten thousand years ago can only be considered a junior in his eyes.

Because when he became famous, the God of Plague was just a ghost.

If the unexpected event had not occurred when he entered the Heavenly Abyss, forcing him to abandon his physical body and sleep for ten thousand years, the name of the God of Plague would never have been more famous than his.

Furthermore.

He is also a Dansheng-level alchemist.

The Underworld Empire, which is located in the core area of ​​the Pure Land, is also respected by ghosts and sought after by all ghosts. He knows more secrets of the Pure Land than the God of Plague.

Therefore.

He didn't believe that anyone could harness the power of time.

Even if this person had once brought him a huge shock.

Thinking of this.

The old man with the crack subconsciously looked at the God of Plague.

I found that there was not the slightest surprise or disbelief on the other party's face. Instead, he looked as if "the master is really a god."

This made him suspicious.

"You didn't believe it, did you? How could there be a living being in the Pure Land that could control time? Even the supreme Hades can only control space at best. Time is a great power that cannot be seen, touched, or sensed. How can humans possibly reach it?"

The God of Plague turned his head to the side.

You look like you have little experience.

Gao Shenmochi said: "You haven't seen it, and it is indeed hard to imagine that the master can master such supreme power, but... I have seen it with my own eyes. I have witnessed the master's deeds of reversing time and rewriting history. That is a power that is even more bizarre than accelerating time."

"Wha, what!?"

The old man with cracks heard it.

My heart was shaken.

Reverse time? Rewrite history?
Is this really something a human can do?

"This is impossible. Time cannot be figured out, let alone observed. How do you know that past history has been rewritten?"

The God of Plague did not hide it either.

He could see that his master really wanted to tame this arrogant Alchemist of the Dan Sheng level.

That being the case.

Then he would let the other party know how powerful his master really is.

then.

The Plague God confided: "You know the case of the death of the Lord of Winterfell that made a lot of noise some time ago."

"I heard from my apprentice that the murderer was said to be Lord Jiang, but after some investigation, the charges against Lord Jiang were finally dropped and it was pointed out that the murderer was someone else. What? Is there something fishy going on?"

The old man with the crack recalled.

I have some impression in my mind.

Although they had not met Jiang Ming before, the master and disciple had already heard of his name and deeds.

"Of course, because I was the one who accompanied the master to Winterfell at that time, and the flashback clearly pointed out that the master was indeed the murderer who killed the Lord of Winterfell. This happened before history changed. After that, history was rewritten, and new memories were overwritten in our minds. The murderer who killed the Lord of Winterfell became an invisible and intangible existence, and the master got away perfectly."

"In the following days, I searched for all the witnesses in Winterfell and even extracted the memories of several ghosts. I found that their old memories were overwritten. They had completely forgotten that the master had killed the Lord of Winterfell and believed that the murderer was another ghost. Except for me, all the ghosts in Winterfell had no memory of this. I became the only exception besides the master who remembered that history had been rewritten."

To the end.

A hint of rebellion also flashed across the Plague God's unbridled face.

Obviously.

This second-level peak ghost god was very shy about this matter.

Even the voices were suppressed to a very low level.

Afraid that it would get out.

Hearing this secret.

The old man with the crack could no longer maintain the look of horror on his face.

Reversing time and going back to the past, and then rewriting history, this kind of thing actually happened.

As for why the Plague God remembered it, he guessed it had something to do with the soul transition.

Achieving the soul-body transition is equivalent to possessing some of the characteristics of disaster-level ghosts and gods. These characteristics allow the Plague God to keenly perceive the changes in time around him and retain the memory.

In other words.

That human being truly mastered the power of time.

and.

It's not even the beginning.

Instead, he has reached the pinnacle and completely mastered time.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to even go back to the past.

Compared with the great power of accelerating time, reversing time is obviously a deeper and more vast divine power.

Think of this.

It took the old man with the crack a long time to come back to his senses.

He opened his lips slightly and muttered to himself, "Who on earth is he? I originally thought he was a nobleman from the Underworld Empire. After he took out the divine fruit, I suspected that he was a descendant of the Underworld Emperor. I even suspected that he was the incarnation of the Underworld Emperor. But the emergence of the power of time denied all my previous speculations. This should not be a power that the Pure Land World can control."

The God of Plague came over mysteriously.

"You have been sleeping for too long and have lost touch with the times. In addition to humans, ghosts, and natural ghosts, there may be another species in the Pure Land, that is, immortals and gods. They are naturally superior to the world and are arrogant. I guess the master is one of them."

"Immortal God...?"

The old man with the crack was shocked.

There was no rebuttal.

Because the moment the power of time was confirmed, he no longer regarded Jiang Ming as a human being, but as a being with a higher status than himself.

I'm afraid only the legendary gods and immortals can be satisfied with this kind of existence.

The human in front of him was a divine figure.

As soon as this idea came up.

It's out of control.

This made him look at Jiang Ming with even more respect and awe.

It feels like I've been several generations lower than before.

When their eyes met, their backs bent.

I dare not look him in the eye.

Upon seeing this, the God of Plague immediately gave Jiang Ming a thumbs up.

The meaning is obvious.

Master, I have finally shown my usefulness.

……

for all this.

Jiang Ming just took a quick glance.

Conquering the Old Man with Cracks was just an interlude.

The highlight of tonight is still the Martial God Space.

This is the key to the Netherworld Gate standing at the top of the Rebirth City.

Only with a steady stream of talented people can the Netherworld Gate surpass its past and grow to a position even more powerful than before.

Simultaneously.

The output of genius can also feed back into the market economy.

More than 300 alchemists can refine hundreds of thousands of Yin Dan a day and earn hundreds of billions of underworld money every day.

What if the number of alchemists increases to five hundred?

What about a thousand?
By then.

The Netherworld Sect alone can provide enough Yin Dan to supply the entire Wangsheng City, achieving a complete market monopoly.

Earning trillions a day is just around the corner.

Until then.

The Netherworld Sect is rich enough to buy the entire Wangsheng City and become the only medicine tycoon in the Pure Land World.

In this regard.

He was looking forward to it.

Thinking.

The tightly closed door of the alchemy room in front of him was pushed open.

The black-robed ghost walked out as if from another world.

Apart from the trance-like look of not having seen a ghost for a long time, there was only excitement on his face.

"How long have I been in there?"

The decadent ghost replied: "Less than half an hour."

Hear this statement.

The black-robed ghost calculated silently and gasped.

"Master, this Martial God Space is so magical. I have been in it for several years, but in the outside world, it has been less than half an hour. With this, I am sure that I can officially advance to the level of Alchemy Saint within five days and become a Saint-level alchemist like my teacher."

Say it.

The black-robed ghost described the scene in the alchemy room.

At the same time, he took out the alchemy furnace.

A furnace of super-quality Yin Dan was refined on the spot.

The whole process went smoothly.

It seemed like it had been rehearsed countless times.

He doesn't look like a top-grade alchemist at all, but rather a veteran alchemist who has been immersed in this art for a long time.

Even the old man with cracks couldn't find any imperfections.

This level of refining has already reached the level of Pill King.

Jiang Ming is right.

This alchemy room has indeed become a time domain. For ghosts in it, the speed of time will be infinitely magnified, achieving the effect of one day being equivalent to a hundred years.

For alchemists, this is simply a supreme place for making elixirs.

It is entirely possible for a novice alchemist to go from scratch to become a high-level alchemist in just a few days.

No matter how dull one's aptitude is, with the accumulation of time, one can achieve the rewards of hard work and become a Pill King-level existence.

The Dan King can also be promoted to the Dan Saint level within ten days or half a month, reaching a level that he would have to spend his entire life to achieve.

Such a precious land made Old Man Crack feel both melancholy and envious.

Why didn't he have such a precious place at his disposal in the first place?

Otherwise, he would have been the God of Alchemy by now.

Think of this.

The old man with the crack also seemed eager to try.

I want to get in on it and experience what it feels like to come into direct contact with the power of time.

The ghosts from other sects heard this.

He also showed a look of interest.

He stared at Jiang Ming with burning eyes.

Exclamations, uproar, and noise arose again.

They were amazed that their leader could create such a time domain at will. He was a true god-like figure.

With this.

It would take less than a month for their Netherworld Sect to become the most powerful force in the City of Rebirth.

No ghost dares to provoke me again.

See this.

Jiang Ming did not spoil the fun either.

In other words, the purpose of his creating the Martial God Space was to exploit these ghosts to the maximum extent.

Now that the other party wants to come in and become his labor force, he naturally won't stop him.

Immediately.

Jiang Ming's eyes suddenly fell on the old man with cracks.

"I'll leave this to you. Take this group of new ghost disciples in and let them master the most basic knowledge and skills of alchemy. After one day, I hope to see all of them at least reach the level of mid-level alchemists."

The old man with cracks took the order.

He cupped his hands and responded, "Yes, sir, leave this matter to me, and I will give you a satisfactory answer."

One day is equivalent to one hundred years.

With his attainments in alchemy at the level of a Dan Saint, a hundred years is enough to train a group of novices in alchemy into mid-level alchemists.

This task is not difficult.

But if he is going to do something, he has to do it to the best of his ability.

This left a deep impression on Jiang Ming, a god-like figure.

He decided that within the next hundred years, he would personally train these novice alchemists into top-notch alchemists.

in this way.

Only then can his role be reflected.

Jiang Ming nodded slightly.

Very satisfied with the performance of Old Man Crack.

After today.

The main mission three is basically completed.

The remaining main storyline mission two will be fulfilled by a group of ghost-level forces such as the Soul-Capture Sect.

He estimated that it was time for these six ghost-level forces to take action.

Results will be available within three days.

By then.

This copy is about to come to an end.

……

Not long after.

Jiang Ming returned to the sect leader's bedroom.

Arranging subsequent plans.

As the Netherworld Gate's industry got on the right track, he basically didn't need to worry about anything that happened next.
What he needs to consider now is the assessment of the "Palace" level forces and the golden forbidden area controlled by the Netherworld Gate.

The former is the final level to clear this copy.

The latter is his chance to strengthen his foundation.

He was particularly interested in spiritual matter.

According to the story told by the Old Man with the Crack, spiritual matter is the key to the creation of the Kingdom of God.

Only by absorbing spiritual matter can the micro ghost space evolve into a small world suitable for the survival of living beings after expanding to a certain area.

Simultaneously.

The creation of the Kingdom of God is also the core of the endless vitality of the Ghost Emperor's characteristics.

From every point of view, spiritual material is necessary for him.

and this.

You have to go to the Golden Forbidden Zone to find it.

Jiang Ming seemed to be thinking about something.

I have more ideas in my mind.

Subsequently.

He opened the [Personal] properties panel.

Check its own 3D properties.

【Player: Wanfa Xianjun. 】

[Level: 120. 】

[Strength: 35000. 】

[Speed: 35000. 】

[Spirit: 700000. 】

【Yin force: 10000000. 】

[Current rank: Eleventh-rank Ghost Controller.]

[Note: Strength reaches 50000, speed reaches 50000, spirit reaches 500000, Yin force reaches 10000000, and you will be promoted to the twelfth level ghost rider.]

In addition to his spiritual attributes, his Yin Power value has also reached the standard of a twelfth-level ghost master.

Converted into ghost item rank, it would be a third-rank ghost king.

This level of quality would be considered a BOSS-level existence in the mid-level game area.

Even in the advanced gaming area, Rebirth City, it can be considered as a mid-to-high-end combat force.

Unknowingly.

He was getting closer and closer to the twelfth-level Ghost Controller.

We will be able to advance again within three to five days.

Achieve the achievement of upgrading a dungeon twice in a row.

Thoughts are spinning.

A smile appeared on Jiang Ming's face.

I am very satisfied with my current progress.

Next.

It's time for him to start improving his ghost realm level.

The lv7 ghost domain is a qualitative change, which allows ghosts and gods to possess the characteristic of being "invulnerable to all kinds of attacks" and can carry out dimensionality reduction attacks on ghosts below the ghost and god level.

The lv8 ghost realm is a transitional stage.

Level 9 will usher in a new qualitative change.

What he needs to do now is to upgrade the ghost domain to level 9 as soon as possible so that he can open up the kingdom of God in advance.

Thinking.

Jiang Ming took out the void crystal, ready to absorb space particles and void particles to upgrade the level of the ghost domain.

at this time.

A hidden and deeply malicious wave of Yin energy entered his range of perception.

Jiang Ming looked slightly stunned.

After he achieved the soul-body transition and acquired the level 1 skill [Soul Body], his perception range became ridiculously large.

As long as he wanted, his perception could span hundreds of thousands of miles and accurately capture any group that was malicious towards him.

And now...

He captured it.

The source of the malice is located in front of the White Jade Square of the Nether Gate.

And there are not just one or two, but hundreds and thousands.

These sources of malice were organized and disciplined, swarming in and breaking into the Netherworld Gate.

Straight to the mountain gate.

It was as if it had been prepared.

Give the Netherworld Gate a thundering blow.

in the dark.

Jiang Ming raised his eyes.

Instead of worrying, be happy.

The corners of his mouth slowly opened.

He originally thought that the six ghost-level forces, led by the Soul-Capture Sect, would plan first before taking action, but he never expected that this group of ghost-level forces were so impatient. They were ready to destroy the Netherworld Sect on the first night of the provocation.

This is just... awesome.

(End of this chapter)