Having the genes of a demon king, I never intended to be a kept man.

Chapter 329 Behind Old Six is Old Six

"Ugh... Ahhhhhh... Roar roar roar...!!!"

At this moment, Wang En seemed to suddenly go mad, his body slowly bending over, constantly convulsing and twisting, as if struggling for something.

Duan Ye was startled by his appearance: "What's wrong with this guy?"

Upon seeing this, Brian immediately understood what was happening and said calmly, "Due to the severe injuries he sustained earlier, Wang En's power has weakened, and he is now completely unable to control the necromantic power of the ninth-tier ghost god Li Liao... Now, he is about to suffer a backlash."

Even without Brian saying it, Wang En himself could realize that Li Liao's consciousness was rapidly devouring his will.

If this continues, he will be possessed by the ghosts and spirits he summoned!

"Old Master...quick...help..."

Wang En gritted his teeth and used his last bit of willpower to ask the old master for help.

However, the old monk walked unhurriedly to his side.

He took out a magical artifact resembling handcuffs from the wide sleeves of his old mage robe and cuffed one end to his wrist.

Runes suddenly flashed on the other end, echoing the runes on Wang En's neck.

With a "whoosh," a golden iron chain grew out from Wang En's neck and connected to the iron handcuffs on the old mage's wrist.

It was like a dog leash around his neck.

Wang En's eyes widened, bloodshot: "You bastard! What do you think you're doing?!"

The old mage's wrinkled, aged face relaxed into a smile: "Your Grace, rest assured, I will help you control Chestnut Fang."

Wang En was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized something and roared in fury, "You used me?!"

"Hmm...you could say that." The old mage smiled. "Before you used the necklace to awaken Li Liao, I had already made a pact with Li Liao through communication with the dead—I could help it obtain your body, free its spirit, and allow it to possess and be reborn using your body. In exchange, it needs to make a ten-year soul pact with me and acknowledge me as its master for ten years."

"Communicating with the dead..." Wang En asked incredulously, "So you're a ghost tamer too?"

“Yes.” The old mage said slowly, “I know very well that with my skills and talent as a Ghost Master, I will never have the chance to summon a ghost-god level undead creature in my lifetime. But your plan has given me a glimmer of hope. I really should thank you, Your Grace.”

Wang En roared, struggled, and raged in despair... He tried his best to seize the last moment before his will was devoured and use his last bit of strength to pounce on the old mage and kill him.

But it's no longer possible.

Wang En's body was completely controlled by the spirits and ghosts.

The Chestnut Fang revealed its true form, a monster that was half ferocious beast and half demon, extremely ferocious. Drooling flowed from its fangs, its jet-black fur became even thicker, and its size increased two or three times. Its two arms faintly emitted a red light, clearly indicating that there were more eyes hidden under the fur on its arms.

Brian gave the old mage a deep look and said, "I knew it was you."

The old monk slowly turned around: "Oh? What do you know?"

"That research data on the demon god Kuriyo that you left in the lab, you left it there on purpose, didn't you?"

Brian said, "You left behind information, telling us the locations of all the spatial transmission devices that Wang En built, and deliberately told us Li Liao's weaknesses, all so that we could injure Wang En and then use that opportunity to control Li Liao... This is quite a clever way to use someone else to do your dirty work?"

The old mage raised an eyebrow: "Oh? You were the one who saw that research report first? I thought that the young master of the Ye family, Ye Ge, would be the one to get it first."

"But that seems normal. You and Yege have become allies now, which is something I didn't expect."

Brian paused for a moment, then glanced at Chestnut Fang beside the old mage.

Fate is cruel...

Wang En, a man who has spent his life on the battlefield, is a powerful figure in the Heavenly Revelation Realm, holding a high position and possessing formidable strength. He has immense ambition and influence, and he probably never imagined that his strength and perfect plan would be schemed against and exploited by a mere sixth brother in the Myriad Manifestations Realm...

Tsk tsk...

"..."

Duan Ye, Wang Meng, Lei He, and the others looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Sister Qing," Wang Meng said softly, scratching his head, "What are they talking about? Am I just too stupid? Why can't I understand a single word?"

Bai Qing: "......"

"Now, I have become a true Ghost Master who controls the ninth-tier ghost god, Li Liao."

The old mage chuckled and stroked the fur on Chestnut Fang's back: "With the power of a ninth-tier ghost god and an army of 500,000 undead, it seems I am destined to be the final victor in this chaotic war in the Southern Territory."

The old mage looked confident, clearly believing he had everything under control. He looked at Brian and said, "So, Viscount Brian, what are your plans now? Will you continue to cooperate with the Ye family? I think it would be more cost-effective for you to switch sides and cooperate with me now. How about we take over the Southern Territory together?"

Brian crossed his arms and slowly narrowed his slightly smiling eyes, but did not directly respond to the old mage's invitation: "As a transcendent being whose level is only at the Myriad Manifestations Realm, although you are now in control of Li Liao, making a contract with a ninth-order ghost god must have consumed a lot of your mental energy, right? It should be an overload for you."

“It is indeed overloaded.” The old mage nodded. “I have to thank Wang En for consuming so much of Li Liao’s power for me beforehand, so that I could control it so smoothly.”

"So you probably have very little mental energy left?" Brian said.

“...Yes.” The old mage glanced at him. “But you should understand that I have now truly controlled Li Liao. For a ghost tamer, one’s own condition is not that important. As long as the summoned ghost is powerful enough, that is enough.”

"Hmm. That's right." Brian nodded in agreement. "Hey, let me ask you a question. Do you know what's behind Old Six?"

"Hmm?" The old mage was puzzled, not understanding what Brian meant by that.

“Behind Lao Liu…” Brian raised his finger and pointed, gesturing for him to look behind him, and smiled, “It’s still Lao Liu.”

"......?" The old monk's heart stirred slightly.

He cautiously shifted his peripheral vision slowly backward.

Suddenly, a small figure appeared behind him.

It was a night song.

"hello."

Ye Ge greeted him shyly.

His hands were already in the gestures, and he had already recited the incantation, his hand seals facing the old master.

"Darkborn - Soul Exile!"

hum!