Chapter 1043

Originally, in Tao's cultivation, in addition to his own, only the Blood Blade absorbed the blood of other practitioners.

But as Tao's strength increased, the blood level required by the Blood Blade became higher and higher, and the energy in the blood was not pure, and needed to be further purified before it could be added to his body.

But these ghost cultivators in the underworld did not need to be purified at all, and could be used directly.

This meant that he cultivated faster here than outside. How could this discovery not surprise him? Tao also longed for power and always hoped to have strong power. Although their current strength was not weak, they could only protect themselves. Facing those quasi-saints and saints, they were no match.

Tao longed for the power of a saint, or even surpassed the saint.

He longed for power. Now that he had the opportunity to increase his power, he would not let it go. After realizing the benefits of the ghost cultivators to him, Tao immediately increased his attack. Wang San, who was in the blood stain, was immediately in a mess.

The blood stain dispersed, and Wang San hurriedly retreated. The six ghost kings were stunned when they saw Wang San's appearance.

One of Wang San's arms and legs were gone. His long red hair was now in a mess, and half of it had disappeared. Most importantly, Wang San's eyes were filled with fear.

"Tao, be careful!"

Gu Zheng suddenly shouted. Wang San had never had the chance to use the magic weapon he had summoned before. Now that he had escaped from the trap, he immediately activated the treasure without hesitation and went towards Tao.

At this moment, he had no intention of snatching the Book of Life and Death. Even if he could kill that Golden Immortal, the terrifying Golden Immortal in front of him could still kill him. At this moment, his biggest enemy was the Golden Immortal in front of him.

At this moment, he hated the Yinshan Ghost King. If the Yinshan Ghost King was here, he would definitely kill him to relieve his hatred.

The Yinshan Ghost King only reported that he was in the Golden Immortal realm, not the Golden Immortal. If he knew that there was such a powerful Golden Immortal here, he would definitely not come here. This Golden Immortal had not used the Book of Life and Death. If the Book of Life and Death was in his hands, he would have no hope of taking it.

Wang San was self-aware and knew that he was no match for Tao.

A powerful blow, a full-strength blow from the middle stage of the Golden Immortal Realm. When Wang San activated this magic weapon, Tao was already alert. Gu Zheng's reminder made him make some preparations in advance. He blocked the blood knife in front of him.

The blood knife suddenly became larger, and then he retreated with the knife, and the whole hall suddenly lifted up.

A powerful blow completely destroyed the hall. The six ghost kings also noticed something was wrong when Gu Zheng shouted before, and hurriedly retreated, but even so, the powerful aftermath still blasted them far away, and everyone was injured.

As for the other ghost cultivators around the palace, 90% of them were shattered on the spot and disappeared without a trace.

After releasing this blow, Wang San did not hesitate at all, turned around and ran, and just as he turned around, a yellow rush suddenly descended and hit him.

Wang San screamed and fell to the ground.

Gu Zheng hurriedly looked at Tao. Although Tao was repelled to the back, he was fine. The blood knife blocked the attack, and the blood knife was not hurt at all.

This made Gu Zheng even more confused. What kind of treasure was this? Not only did it have such abnormal offensive power, but it also had such a strong defensive power. How could he have never heard of such a treasure in the later prehistoric world?

What hit Wang San was the light of life and death in the Book of Life and Death, a natural nemesis of ghost cultivation.

Being hit by the light of life and death, Wang San's injuries were more serious, and when he got up and wanted to run again, he had no chance.

"I am willing to surrender, I am willing to surrender!"

He hurriedly raised the remaining hand and shouted loudly. Gu Zheng and Tao had surrounded him. If he didn't surrender, he might be killed on the spot.

"If you do this earlier, you will suffer less!"

Gu Zheng snorted coldly and didn't pursue the powerful attack he had just released. They were in a hostile relationship. It was normal for the other party to have some killers. As long as Tao was fine, it would be fine.

If Tao is in trouble, Gu Zheng will kill Wang San on the spot even if he finds Wu You and the others later.

Wang San surrendered. If he doesn't surrender, he will die. He has lived for so long. Even in the underworld, he doesn't want to die and end up with his body and soul destroyed.

The six ghost kings were called over by Gu Zheng again. Seeing Wang San standing in front of Gu Zheng with his head down, they were shocked, and then stood aside more obediently, waiting for Gu Zheng's orders.

"I ask you, how many subordinates like them do you have!"

Gu Zheng stretched out his finger and pointed at the six ghost kings and asked. Wang San hurriedly replied: "There are a total of sixty-three. I don't think I have many. Others control more. The one who controls the most people is Wang Shuo. He controls at least more than three thousand people!"

Wang San said quickly. Wang Shuo is a famous big force in the underworld, but not the only one. Otherwise, the underworld would have been ruled by him long ago.

Wang San, with only 63 followers, can only be considered a small force. There are no telling how many forces like the Yinshan Ghost King there are in the underworld, but there are many.

"Wang Shuo, how strong is he, and where is he now?"

Gu Zheng's eyes lit up slightly. Wang San only had more than 60 small forces, but Wang Shuo had more than 3,000. This was not a small amount, but dozens of times more.

The more powerful the force, the easier it is to find out information for him and find Wu You and the others. Gu Zheng has already set his sights on Wang Shuo.

"Wang Shuo is very powerful. His cultivation has reached the middle stage of the Golden Immortal. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many people approaching him. He lives in the middle reaches of the Wangchuan River!"

Wang San did not dare to hide it. Now his life was in the hands of the other party. Wang Shuo's strength was not a big secret. If not from him, he could also learn from other ghost kings, so he did not dare to lie.

"Middle stage of Daluo Jinxian?"

Gu Zheng suddenly raised his head and looked at Wang San, which made Wang San shudder.

After a while, Gu Zheng continued to ask: "In the underworld, how many people have reached the middle stage of Daluo Jinxian, and how many are in the late stage?"

Gu Zheng did not ask about the quasi-saints. Ghost cultivators cannot reach the level of quasi-saints. Without a physical body, it is impossible to become a saint. Dizang is a quasi-saint, but he is not a ghost cultivator. He is a proper Buddhist Bodhisattva. He stays in the underworld in the physical body to guard the underworld.

"I don't know exactly how many middle stage Daluo Jinxian there are, but it will not be less than ten. As for the late stage, I don't know!"

Wang San answered quickly. The underworld is so big that there must be a group of Daluo Jinxian. Wang San didn't know exactly how many there were. The power of the underworld was too scattered. The result of the scattered was that no one knew the exact number of Daluo Jinxian.

The public Daluo Jinxians are fine, there are also some Daluo Jinxians who only like to practice in seclusion and have no interest in any forces. Even Wang Shuo may not know the existence of such Daluo Jinxians.

There are at least ten Daluo Jinxians above the middle stage, and this number is not surprising to Gu Zheng.

After all, the underworld is a world, and it is one of the upper worlds. The masters of the ten halls of the caves in the future are all late Daluo Jinxians. Now is the early stage of the prehistoric world, and it is not a big deal to have more than ten ghost cultivators in the middle stage.

After all, the underworld has existed since the creation of the world. In the prehistoric world, there are more than ten Daluo Jinxians above the middle stage of the human race.

However, the number of late stage should not be large. After all, it has not been long since the creation of the world, and there are very few even in the prehistoric world. Zhen Yuanzi is a quasi-sage, but he himself is not a person who only exists after the creation of the world. He is a congenital person who has heard Hongjun preach.

"Forgetful River?"

Gu Zheng raised his head. This is a famous place in the underworld. There is a bridge on the Forgetful River, called Naihe Bridge. After the ghosts of the future generations die, they have to drink a bowl of Mengpo porridge on the Naihe Bridge to wash away the memories of their previous lives.

However, there is more than one Naihe Bridge. How can there be so many dead souls every moment with only one Naihe Bridge? Gu Zheng doesn't know whether there is a Naihe Bridge now, but there is definitely no Mengpo soup, which is something that only exists after the power of the underworld is established.

The dead souls now keep the memories of their previous lives in the underworld.

Wang San looked at Gu Zheng with some worry. Gu Zheng ignored him at all and asked other ghost kings to prepare a place for him and let Wang San recuperate. After three days, he would take Wang San to find Wang Shuo.

In the air, Gu Zheng and Tao were on the left and right, and Wang San was in the center, flying quickly.

In three days, Wang San could not recover at all, but fortunately he was not a physical body, his arms and legs had grown back, his body was still weak, and his face became even paler.

The gloomy sky, no light in all four seasons, no sun in the underworld, it has always been so gloomy, the advantage of this is that the yin energy is very heavy, very suitable for ghost cultivation.

Wang San only knew the general location of where Wang Shuo lived, and it was not close to him.

After flying for more than a month, they arrived near what Wang San said. This was already Wang Shuo's territory, but he didn't know where Wang Shuo was exactly.

On the ground, in a patch of weeds, Gu Zheng was cooking a pot of porridge. Not long after, Wang San ran over with a ghost cultivator.

The task of finding out information and catching people was given to Wang San. As for whether Wang San would sneak away, Gu Zheng was not worried. He made a lot of preparations before coming, and specially prepared three ghost locating symbols. As long as Wang San ran away, he could locate him at any time.

This kind of positioning symbol is not easy to make, and Gu Zheng only has three, so he didn't use it on the Yinshan Ghost King before. Wang San is a Daluo Jinxian anyway, so it's worth using one.

After knowing the function of the positioning symbol, Wang San completely extinguished the desire to escape. He is not in the best condition now. He has also seen the speed of Gu Zheng and Tao along the way. With the positioning symbol, he can't escape at all.

What Wang San caught was a little ghost, a little ghost that was not even as good as a celestial being.

But it was not an ordinary ghost, and it had cultivated some power. If such a ghost cultivator was in the mortal world, it would definitely scare a lot of people, but there are more ghost cultivators in the underworld.

Wang San is a Daluo Jinxian, but he has to catch such a little ghost, which makes him really depressed.

"What's your name?"

Gu Zheng looked at the captured ghost cultivator and asked directly. The ghost cultivator was not very old, only in his early twenties, and he was looking terrified at this moment.

"My name is Huang Xiaolei!"

When Wang San caught him, he had no power to resist, especially when Wang San leaked a little bit of the aura of the Golden Immortal, which almost froze him. At that moment, he realized that the other party was much stronger than him.

The people who caught him were so powerful, and they had to obey the orders of the people in front of them. How dare he not be honest and say whatever he was asked.

"Huang Xiaolei, I ask you, which force are you loyal to, and where is your ghost king?"

Gu Zheng already understood that most of the ghosts who practiced in the underworld have their own forces, otherwise they would not have the qualifications and resources to practice. There are not no independent cultivators in the underworld, but there are not many of them. Gu Zheng didn't believe that he was so unlucky that he would meet an independent cultivator directly.

The independent cultivators in the underworld are basically in places with few people.

"My lord, I am under the command of the Four Seas Ghost King, and our king is in Yandu City!"

Huang Xiaolei hurriedly replied, Yandu City, Gu Zheng looked up at Wang San, Wang San hurriedly explained: "I rarely come to Wang Shuo, I don't know where Yandu City is!"

The underworld also has cities, many ordinary ghosts live in the city, and there are also some ghost cultivators. Unlike the prehistoric mortal world, the rulers of the cities in the underworld must be cultivators.

In the prehistoric world, because the rulers of the ground are the witch clan, the human cultivators did not want to have any misunderstandings with the witch clan before, so they rarely intervened in the rule of mortals. Even if they lived in the city like Gu Zheng did before, they mostly did not ask about the secular world. Mortal affairs were solved by mortals themselves.

The underworld is different. Everything here is handled by ghost cultivators, even in the future.

The Ten Hells of Hell are ten large cities in themselves, with many ghost cultivators and also many ordinary ghosts.

"Take us to Yandu City!"

Gu Zhengwei didn't know where Huang Xiaolei and Wang Shuo were. At his level, it was impossible for him to know the existence of Wang Shuo. It was useless to ask. If he wanted to ask, he should ask their ghost king. Only people with the strength of the ghost king could directly contact the Daluo Jinxian.

Yandu City is not a big city, but a small city, with about a million ghosts living in it.

There are only tens of thousands of ghost cultivators among the millions of ghosts.

There are many ghosts in the underworld, but not many cities, so the millions of ghosts are all small cities. Ghosts are different from mortals. Ghosts have no physical bodies, so they walk very fast. With fast speed, the range of activities can be larger. Ghosts have no physical bodies, so they can live in many places, and the living environment requirements are not so high.

A mortal's house may only accommodate a dozen people at most, but in the underworld, a house of the same area can accommodate hundreds of ghosts without any problem.

Yandu City is not far away. With Huang Xiaolei leading the way, Gu Zheng and his team arrived quickly. Similar to the cities in the mortal world, Yandu City also has walls, gates and other facilities, and there are ghost cultivators guarding the city gate.

With Huang Xiaolei leading the way, Gu Zheng and his team entered the city smoothly. The inspection at the city gate was not strict and was very loose.

Even if Gu Zheng was discovered, he had no worries. No one here could stop them. They came here to find someone, and it didn't matter whether they made any noise or not.

"My lord, my king is in the Four Seas Ghost King's Mansion. That's the Four Seas Ghost King's Mansion!"

Huang Xiaolei took Gu Zheng and his team to a large palace complex, and he didn't dare to go in. Without permission and notification from above, he was not qualified to enter the Ghost King's Mansion.

The Four Seas Ghost King's Mansion is where the rulers of the city live, and it is also the most powerful place in the city.

"Lead the way, let's go in!" Gu Zheng took a look and nodded.

"Sir..."

"Lead the way, what's the point of talking!"

Before Huang Xiaolei finished his words, Wang San pushed him hard. Fortunately, Wang San didn't use much force, otherwise he would have been slapped to death.

Wang San was in a bad mood. He was a golden immortal, but now he was being used like a servant. It was strange that he could be in a good mood. Not to mention that Gu Zheng and the others were not worried, even Wang San himself was not worried. Even if he was injured, no one in the city could hurt him.

Here, only Wang Shuo made him worry.

Huang Xiaolei had no choice but to lead them inside, and his face turned bitter.

"What are you doing?"

There were also guards in front of the Ghost King's Mansion. When they saw them, they immediately stepped forward to scold them. Gu Zheng didn't say anything. Wang San glanced at him, then stepped forward and slapped the two people who were coming with two slaps.

Gu Zheng walked in without paying any attention to the people outside. Huang Xiaolei had no choice but to follow.

When they walked far inside, there was a noise outside. Wang San did not make any moves. There were just ordinary ghost cultivators outside. Killing such ghost cultivators was not enough to lose points for him. He just needed to teach them a lesson.

The two ghost cultivators who were knocked away reacted and immediately gave the alarm. Only then did people know that someone had trespassed into the Ghost King's Mansion. Many people started to move.

After a while, many people came out, which saved Gu Zheng some trouble.

"That's our king!"

Huang Xiaolei was pulled out by Gu Zheng to identify people. He pointed to a person in a timid voice. The person was in the center and was very burly. People around him were surrounding him. At this time, they were looking at Gu Zheng and Tao solemnly.

"You are not ghost cultivators, how come you come to my underworld?"

The ghost king was not a little ghost like Huang Xiaolei. He could tell at a glance that Gu Zheng and others were living bodies. He asked in confusion. Gu Zheng confirmed his identity and didn't say anything nonsense. He just gave Wang San a look.

Wang San immediately stepped forward and grabbed the Four Seas Ghost King.

"Daluo Jinxian!"

The Four Seas Ghost King's eyes tightened suddenly. Even if Wang San was injured, he was not comparable to him, a late Jinxian. After seeing Wang San's strength, he had already shown fear in his eyes.

"Sir, I am under the command of Sir Wang Shuo. Is there any misunderstanding? If there is, I am willing to apologize to you!"

The Four Seas Ghost King was easily captured by Wang San and brought over directly. Wang San did not restrict him from speaking, so the Four Seas Ghost King shouted loudly there.

"There is no misunderstanding. We came here to find Wang Shuo this time. Tell him that I have something to discuss with him and invite him to come here to talk!"

Wang San did not speak, but Gu Zheng said lightly. The Four Seas Ghost King finally understood that Gu Zheng was the real person in charge. Under Gu Zheng's gaze, the Four Seas Ghost King nodded quickly without any hesitation.

"Let him pass the message, and we will stay here temporarily!"

Gu Zheng gave Wang San an order, and without waiting for his response, he led Tao directly to the Ghost King's Palace. No one dared to stop them along the way, and they all hid aside in a hurry.