Urban Cultivation of Immortal Emperor Invincible

After a period of time, Ye Chen felt that the amount of Hades Water in the Chaos Pearl had reached a considerable amount.

He simply waved his hand and issued a command. The Chaos Orb seemed to have received a call from its master and stopped absorbing instantly.

There was a flash of light all around it, and it turned into a bright beam of light, like a meteor across the sky, and accurately penetrated into Ye Chen's body.

Ye Chen gently closed his eyes and used the method of inner vision to peek into the chaotic space that belonged to him.

The vast land that seemed a little lonely in the past has now miraculously emerged as a huge lake.

The lake is as dark as ink and bottomless, just like the most primitive abyss in nature, exuding a heart-pounding pressure.

In the lake, undercurrents surged, carrying a strong smell of death that rose up in wisps.

It spread silently in the chaotic space, covering this ancient and mysterious area with a veil of death.

Ye Chen couldn't help but feel a joy that was hard to conceal in his heart. He knew very well how extraordinary and precious this Dark Water Lake was. It was a rare and peerless killing treasure in the world.

With just a slight movement of his mind, he could transform this dark water into an extremely sharp weapon and release it.

At that time, the power of death contained in the underworld water, which is enough to shock the soul, will surge like a tide and be invincible.

It became the sharpest and most ruthless killing blade in his hand.

In this way, Ye Chen's strength will undoubtedly reach a higher level, adding another powerful helper to his path of cultivation.

Even those who are invincible in the universe will inevitably feel fear and be unable to cope with this ultimate power coming from the depths of the underworld.

After doing all this, Ye Chen's heart was filled with joy. He raised his eyes and looked towards the center of the underworld.

There was a flickering light all around him, and then he turned into a dazzling beam of light, flying towards the center of the underworld like an arrow.

During the flight, he passed through layers of dark fog, in which were hidden countless remnants of souls.

When Ye Chen passed by, they all let out faint wails, as if telling of their past sorrows and resentment.

But Ye Chen remained unmoved. His speed became faster and faster, leaving only a long trail of light behind him.

It feels like I have opened up a path to the unknown in this dark underworld.

In the cold and deep underworld, the chill of the Forgetful River still lingered in Ye Chen's heart, but he had already resolutely rushed towards Fengdu City.

After flying for several days, the surroundings were filled with eerie and dead silence, and the air was filled with ghostly auras, like a thick, real fog that kept passing by.

Suddenly, Ye Chen's extremely sharp consciousness was like the brightest star in the night sky, accurately capturing a figure that was rapidly cutting through the void in front of him.

Leading the group was a ghost king with a burly figure who seemed able to shake the mountains and rivers. He was like a walking hill, majestic and imposing.

He was wearing a dark black armor with a faint green phosphorescent light on it, as if countless wronged souls were wandering and wailing on its surface.

It added a bit of weirdness and eeriness to the night.

His long blood-red hair was wild and unruly, dancing in the wind like a burning flame, setting off his eyes that were burning like the fire of hell.

The cruelty and brutality contained therein are enough to strike fear into the heart of any living being.

Following closely behind were a dozen ghost messengers with erratic figures. Their faces were grim, like sharp blades in the cold wind, silently announcing the breath of death.

In this dark night, they and the Ghost King weave an unknown journey in the dark night.

This group of people looked panicked and hurried. Ye Chen was certain that they must have come from Fengdu City and must have some extremely urgent matter.

Maybe there is some important news hidden in it.

In a flash of thought, Ye Chen's figure was as fast as lightning. After a few dodgy moves, he appeared in front of these people like a ghost in an instant.

The group was hurrying on their way in a hurry, when suddenly they felt a powerful aura coming towards them, and they were all frightened out of their wits.

They hurriedly controlled their bodies and stopped abruptly.

The leading ghost king's eyes were like torches in the dark night, fixed on the uninvited guest in front of him.

There was an indescribable deep aura lingering around the other person, like an ancient pressure coming from the bottom of the abyss, which made people feel uneasy.

He tried his best to find out the strength of this strange visitor, but it was like he had touched an invisible barrier and gained nothing.

The aura that naturally flowed out from the other person's body was heavy and majestic, like a surging black wave in the dark night.

Wave after wave mercilessly beat against the shore of his soul, stirring up stormy waves in his soul.

In this space shrouded by an invisible force, every flow of air seems to carry an unspeakable oppression.

This unexpected confrontation added a bit of unknown tension and depth.

The Ghost King was about to ask, but Ye Chen took the lead, his voice low but revealing unquestionable majesty.

"Are you from Fengdu City?"

Upon hearing this, the Ghost King frowned and looked Ye Chen up and down carefully.

He was seen in a black robe moving in the wind, his face was as cold as an ice sculpture, his eyes were as deep as the starry sky, there was not a trace of ghostly aura from the underworld on his body, but he had a mysterious temperament that transcended the three realms.

The Ghost King was angry and shouted loudly.

"Who are you? How dare you block the path of this Ghost King? Do you want to die?"

As he finished speaking, the ghostly aura lingering around him suddenly surged like a tide, like a giant beast that had been ruthlessly enraged from ancient times.

There was a mad light in his eyes that wanted to tear Ye Chen into pieces in an instant, and the air was filled with violence that was about to break out.

Seeing this, Ye Chen frowned slightly and a faint ripple appeared between his brows.

Immediately afterwards, some ancient and terrifying power was awakened in his body, and a soul-shaking breath suddenly burst out from his body.

It was like a violent storm that had been brewing in the deepest part of the universe for a long time, sweeping across every inch of space around it in an instant.

Under the impact of this force, the space began to twist and fold, emitting a shrill wail, as if it could not withstand the pressure of this great force.

And those originally arrogant and domineering ghosts now seemed to have met their natural enemies. They fled in panic and no longer had their previous arrogance.

The Ghost King himself was also hit by the sudden breath and staggered, with anger burning in his heart.

In the face of this unspeakable fear, it was instantly extinguished, and was replaced by a bone-deep chill that made him involuntarily take a few steps back.

He could clearly feel that the power contained in this breath was far beyond his imagination. It was a terrifying force that could easily destroy him countless times.

Although there was unspeakable fear surging in his heart, the Ghost King knew that he was serving the Emperor of Fengdu.

The Great Emperor is the supreme ruler of the underworld, with power as vast and boundless as the brightest star in the night sky.

It not only illuminates every corner of the underworld, but also provides a solid shelter for the people of the underworld.

As long as the great emperor's reputation resounded throughout the underworld, the Ghost King felt as if he was wearing a fearless armor and was not afraid of any threats or challenges.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the trembling in his heart, and slowly drew out the long sword from his waist that was shining with a faint blue light.

On the blade, ancient runes whispered, telling of the countless life and death battles it had witnessed.

Every drop of blood on it is a testimony to its glory.

At this moment, the Ghost King tightly grasped the long sword, his eyes flashing with determination and resoluteness, as if to say that it was not just a weapon, but also an invisible bond between him and the Emperor, connecting loyalty and faith.

The Ghost King said arrogantly.

"I don't care who you are, get out of here right now. If you delay the emperor's business, no matter who you are, you will die!"