The Master of Beasts-Chapter 645 - 179:

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"Agree, why wouldn't I? Right, bring that Three Flowers Heavenly Immortal along as well. Ever since that guy arrived here, he's been eating, drinking, and sleeping like a pig. If he doesn't move around, I even suspect he might get beaten by ordinary Heavenly Immortals."

Back then, after swapping this Three Flowers Heavenly Immortal and the other nine Heavenly Immortals using a secret technique, these impoverished North barbarians first saw this flower flower world and completely fell from grace!

"Alright, then I'll make the arrangements!"

"What's the rush? Let Sister take a look at how you've been lately!"

Jiang Xueyao somewhat unscrupulously pulled Zhu Ying into the curtain, and soon Zhu Ying's slightly shy exclamations could be heard.

..........

North

As one of the poorest places in the True Realm, the North is actually very strong in power.

Its ruler, the King of the North, is famous throughout the entire True Realm for once tearing a Daluo into two halves, grinding the nearly immortal Daluo into shreds without leaving a trace of True Spirit.

Because of this deed, the status of the King of the North was firmly established.

"My King, another three small towns have fallen!"

The rugged-looking yet overwhelmingly imposing King of the North widened his eyes in anger: "Three small towns? Weren't the secret methods for exterminating these ghostly things already swapped?"

The reporting guard showed a bitter smile: "My King, most of us practice body cultivation, and this secret technique is a spirit cultivation method. Although we can cultivate, both the progress and effects are greatly discounted."

"Now, all spirit cultivators have been dispatched, but there are too many Underworld ghosts, and the North is too vast!"

The King of the North's eyebrow twitched fiercely but ultimately calmed down and said: "Move all citizens to the big city!"

The guard was somewhat shocked: "Move them to the big city?"

The North is somewhat different from outside, and the simplest tribal civilization still prevails here. What is referred to as cities were only implemented after the King of the North ascended, with eighty percent of cultivators still maintaining tribal civilization.

This is also why there are immortal slaves in the North.

Most of these slaves are captured during tribal wars and then sold into the cities.

The weak are prey to the strong, which is fully played out in the North.

"But, my king, our big city can't possibly accommodate so many cultivators. Plus, those tribes can't possibly abandon their own deities!"

"I will personally resolve this; you just need to issue the order."

"Wait."

Stopping the departing guard, the King of the North hesitated somewhat: "Contact the trading caravans in the North, hire some cultivators with profound cultivation, and as for the reward, use those slaves as collateral!"

"Yes, my king!"

In the empty great hall, the King of the North swung his fist fiercely, and the induced waves smashed the throne comparable to a Dao Artifact into a pile of debris.

"This is my North!"

......

Jian Wuli looked at the completely devoured residence of his subordinates, his face extremely gloomy.

"This is my subordinate's residence!"

"So what?" The Evil Ghost, resembling a big-headed doll, said nonchalantly.

"So what? Haven't I provided enough death row prisoners for you? Why devour my subordinates?" Jian Wuli suppressed his anger and said.

The big-headed doll chuckled: "Those Qi-blood-faded cultivators are nowhere as tasty as these Essence Qi-full cultivators!"

Seeing Jian Wuli's face growing worse, the big-headed doll reluctantly said: "Alright, alright, you have so many subordinates; losing one or two doesn't matter. I will warn those little ones below!"

Glaring fiercely at the big-headed doll, Jian Wuli truly wished to draw out his great sword and cut him into eight pieces. Unfortunately, he could only imagine, as this guy, despite resembling a big-headed doll, was actually at the Golden Immortal level, far beyond Jian Wuli's reach.

"Oh dear, that look of yours, are you planning to attack me!"

The invisible Golden Immortal pressure directly made Jian Wuli's heart sink.

"How could it be? But you and our Heavenly Gate have an agreement; I hope you don't go too far." Jian Wuli casually bowed and said.

"Haha, of course, we won't forget."

Watching Jian Wuli leave alone, the big-headed doll sneered: "A mere Heavenly Immortal wants to be above us; agreement? Only when power is equal is it called an agreement; otherwise, it's just scrap paper!"

"You do this, aren't you afraid of the Heavenly Gate's intervention? Keep in mind that Yin Yang Communication is their handiwork." A sinister voice sounded in the void.

"Who cares about such hiding scoundrels?" The big-headed doll said dismissively.

"As you wish."

With the figure in the void departing, the big-headed doll showed a trace of greed: "As long as there's enough blood food, it's not difficult to break through to Daluo!"

"Then..."

Seemingly imagining the scene after his breakthrough, the big-headed doll trembled all over; that truly was marvelous!

"Roar!"

A supremely domineering dragon roar sounded, Wu Tian stood with arms crossed on Ba Xia's head, His magnificent Divine Soul swept below.

"Noxious fog!"

In his Divine Sense, an Evil Ghost had just flown out from a humble courtyard, its residents and cultivators already turned into dried corpses.

Outside the city in the wilderness, many cultivators were also attacked by Evil Ghosts, mostly devoured completely. Even in the most central military camp, the ghosts' presence was there, though somewhat restrained, merely absorbing the cultivators' Yang Qi without causing life-threatening situations.

Many Golden Immortal Evil Ghosts drooled greedily in the void, eyeing those Heavenly Immortal practitioners, wanting to act yet not daring!

"Not of our kind, their hearts must differ; how can such a simple truth be overlooked!"

"Since I received this rescue order, there's no need to hold back."

Wu Tian is an extremely rare Sound Dao Daluo; perhaps the only one who follows the Sound Dao in the True Realm.

"Kill!"

The sound, like clashing swords and horses, rang out, directly turning countless Evil Ghosts not at True Immortal level into wisps of blue smoke dispersing.

Those True Immortal level Evil Ghosts, one by one drunk, lay on the ground unable to move.

Heavenly Immortals were fine, only feeling their heads woozy; those Golden Immortal Evil Ghosts rushed out of the void, shouting angrily: "Who is it!"

"Hmm, good, all of you have come out!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

As the three killing notes fell, countless Evil Ghosts died, leaving only some Golden Immortal struggling bitterly, some slightly weaker Golden Immortals began to dissolve slowly!

"Who are you? We are Emperor Ghost Luo's subordinates! Do you not fear offending Emperor Ghost Luo?" The big-headed doll wailed in agony.

The gap between Golden Immortal and Daluo is simply too vast, let alone Wu Tian isn't just any Daluo.

"Emperor Ghost Luo, quite a grand title indeed!" Wu Tian sneered coldly, in the sky three vaguely seen 'kill' characters appeared.

Some Golden Immortal Evil Ghosts, couldn't hold on and were close to completely dissipating!

"Who dares to harm my people!"

A giant ghostly hand emerged from the ground, behind the ghost hand lay a chilling black hole—that was the Underworld!

"Exterminate!"

The sound waves collided with the ghost hand, and the seemingly terrifying ghost hand was actually directly suppressed back into the black hole.

"Seal!"

Endless Spiritual Energy formed chains, sealing the black hole, the ghost hand attempting to re-emerge couldn't struggle free.

"Damn it, if it weren't for the passage prohibiting our existence, this breath, I remember you, I am Emperor Ghost Luo, just wait..."

Wu Tian couldn't be bothered to listen to this threats, again struck and sealed the black hole thoroughly.

"Now without your leader, you should all perish!"

The change before them seemed long yet truly was just a moment, Jian Wuli, just realizing, wanted to speak but found the previously arrogant big-headed doll had completely turned into a puddle of muck.

"All dead?" Jian Wuli gazed in dumbfounded awe at the scene before him.

"Isn't this quite good, since now there's no major trouble, and any little troubles were even caused by Evil Ghosts." The Netherworld King, on the other hand, saw this as a good thing.

"You don't get it; the ghosts are dead but the Underworld has plenty of Evil Ghosts, in the future..."

Thinking of future interactions with the Evil Ghosts, Jian Wuli couldn't help but feel a headache, does this Senior not know about the Heavenly Gate's agreement with the ghosts?

Wu Tian looked down, once confirming no ghosts' existence, without even a call out, stomping on Ba Xia's head, which obediently carried him away.

"Truly the demeanor of a high expert!" Jian Wuli's mouth twitched.

This Senior is too unique, decisive in slaughter, then leaves a mess behind, walking away directly, isn't this troubling the likes of me, a little fellow?

"I hope Candle Dragon can be understanding."