Chapter 1117 Uturu

The price of meeting the first president of the Salvation Society is to become one with [Hell of Others].

After hearing this, Jiumos fell into silence for a long time.

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Of course, Jiumos is not afraid of merging with [Hell of Others].

This is not because he is not afraid of life and death, but because he is integrated with [He Transformed into Hell], it is the fate that every "savior" cannot escape.

Jiumos is worried about the "Central Continent".

If he merges with [He transformed into hell] now, who will save mankind?

After all, the new president hasn’t been elected yet!

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"Jiumos, we can solve your worries!"

"The existence of us presidents is a buffer!"

"We can prevent [Hell of Others] from getting completely out of control, but we are also constantly eroding and tempting you!"

"Since you don't want to merge with us right now, we can give you some more time!"

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Although Jiumos did not say it out loud, the hesitation in his heart was clearly seen by the presidents.

Being quite considerate, the presidents came up with a plan that had the best of both worlds.

This plan suited Jiumos's heart so well that he couldn't help but be tempted by it.

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The plan given by the presidents is very simple, that is, Jiumos signs a contract with [Hell of Others] and sells his soul to the other party.

As a "discount", Jiumos will not suffer the backlash from [Hell of Others] before the delivery deadline.

Even so, Jiumos only had three years left.

But within these three years, he was able to use the power of [He Transformed into Hell] without any scruples to save the Central Continent.

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Instinctively, Jiumos knew that the "contract" would not be false.

This is not that [He Transformed into Hell] is "tricking" him.

Because in essence, this "contract" is a concrete representation of his game with [Hell].

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For example, if there is no contract, Jiumos will most likely suffer several backlashes in the next ten years and then completely lose himself.

During this process, the total time that Jiumos was "awake" intermittently must have exceeded three years.

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But now, Jiumos can connect those intermittent times in the form of a "contract".

Although there will inevitably be losses, Jiumos will not suffer backlash during this period of time.

This contract was not so much proposed by past presidents as it was a "reflection" of Jiumos' own heart.

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"Okay, I agree with this plan."

"Three years is enough!"

After some hesitation, Jiumos made up his mind.

The current situation in the Central Continent, if there is no way to break the situation, may not be able to survive for another three years.

As for three years later, it will be enough for him to train a new successor.

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"Hahaha, good, good!"

"Jiumos, you are worthy of being the savior of the new generation!"

"Welcome to the real [hell of other transformations]!"

Jiumos's choice was not beyond the expectations of the presidents.

After all, we are essentially a family.

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As Jiumos made his decision, the faces of the presidents changed one after another.

One by one, they turned into Jiumos.

They had been eroding and bewitching Jiumos all along, but now it seemed like Jiumos had "eroded" them.

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In fact, this is indeed the case.

As each president transformed into himself, Jiumos felt that his "perception" was constantly extending.

It was as if he was climbing on a ladder and was "falling" downwards.

Finally, Jiumos reached his "destination".

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"Finally alive again."

"What a vivid world, but it's a pity that we can only see each other briefly every time."

The headquarters of the Salvation Society, inside the main hall.

Jiumos completely disappeared, replaced by a strange fruit tree.

If we could go back in time and someone could freeze frame by frame to examine it.

You will definitely find that this is [he transformed into hell] swallowing up Jiumos and completely manifesting its true form.

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At this time, Jiumos turned into a fruit that looked like a human embryo, hanging on the black branches of the fruit tree.

However, what hangs on the fruit trees is not only Jiumos, but also numerous fruits.

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The manifestation of the strange fruit tree only lasted for a moment, and the next moment, the fruit tree withered and died.

But all the fruits on the black branches collapsed at the moment the fruit tree died, turning into a human figure and appearing in the real world.

However, this human figure is not so stable.

Duplicate shadows emerged from his body, as if he was about to completely split apart.

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“I am Utulu and many others.”

"I can be anyone, and anyone can be me!"

"But after all, I am a member of the great Soul Sect and the eternal savior of the Salvation Society!"

In the main hall, the newly born figures kept mumbling to themselves.

As he continued to "firm" himself, his body, which was constantly changing, finally stabilized.

Eventually, those ghost images were firmly bound to the body.

Utulu, a member of the Soul Sect, appeared in the hall.

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"Hahaha, Utulu, we are finally free."

"Freedom, eat, eat, eat, we want to devour more souls!"

"Revenge, revenge, that damn little thief Chen Qi, a mere brat, how dare you humiliate us!"

"The majesty of the Soul Sect cannot be desecrated."

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Although Utulu forcibly restrained these ghosts, they were like "outsiders" and kept making noises in Utulu's ears without any scruples.

These figures were clearly other soul sect members who had been integrated with Utulu, or were swallowed by him.

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"Quiet, quiet!"

"Please calm down, now is not the time for us to take revenge!"

"No one can leave the hall!"

Utulu was unmoved by the noise of these ghosts.

However, when he heard some "selves" boasting and even trying to persuade him to leave the hall, Uturu couldn't help it.

Along with his scolding, the ghost figures surrounding him began to disappear, but there were still many stubborn figures who refused to "go offline".

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"Everyone, don't act out of emotion!"

"We finally escaped, and you don't want to be locked up in a dark room again and return to the netherworld!"

"The feeling of hunger is so maddening that I never want to experience it again."

Uturu seemed to be persuading the die-hards, but also seemed to be mumbling to himself.

Perhaps closing the "little dark room" triggered bad memories of the past, and those ghostly images that were originally restless immediately became quiet.

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Utulu and these ghosts are members of the Soul Sect.

Back then, in order to "keep on surviving", they hid in a secret weapon of the sect.

This secret weapon looks like an ordinary stone wall, but its essence is the "embers" left behind by a powerful being who failed to ascend to another dimension.

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Originally, Utulu and others did not plan to stay in the secret weapon for the rest of their lives.

As long as they cultivate themselves well, they can return to the real world under the guidance of members of outside sects.

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However, what they didn't expect was that the extremely powerful Soul Sect would perish overnight.

Some of the remaining members became homeless dogs and were driven out of the Inner World by the World Government.

As a result, the secret weapon where Utulu and others were located was buried directly in the earth.

Until it was discovered by the Wang family of Langya Pavilion, it became the heirloom "Slate of the Underworld".

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Later, this "Slate of the Underworld" was given to the Imperial Viscount Chen Qi by the Wang family.

The Imperial Viscount is a brave man who bravely ventures into the Soul Slate "alone".

After a fight, Utulu and others took Chen Qi's trick and were completely suppressed.

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Chen Qi's method of suppressing Utulu and others is to use the power of high dimensions to recreate a new [face].

The essence of embers, or soul tablets, is a unique state of falling.

If you take the soul stone tablet and create a number axis with length, width and height.

Then its [high] is decaying every moment.

The power generated by the decay is projected on [length] and [width], and a surface is intertwined.

That side is where Uturu and his gang of Soul Sect members live.

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As a result, the Imperial Viscount was superior in skill, although he did not create a new [High].

But the [Length] and [Width] were changed, which resulted in the [Aspect] update.

Utulu and others who existed in [Mian] naturally became the things in the palm of the Imperial Viscount.

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Although due to the failure to master [High], the Soul Slate was not completely refined by the Imperial Viscount.

But it is enough to make Utulu and others who only exist on the [surface] unable to stand up forever.

However, fate is so mysterious that it actually gave Utulu and others another chance.

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In order to break the alliance of the "Three Pillars" and seal the victory.

Chen Qi turned the Soul Slate into a Soul Suppressing Mirror and threw it into the Borderless Country, turning it into the Nether World.

Utulu and other members of the Soul Sect naturally became the workers of the Imperial Viscount, or the first generation of Nether Ferrymen.

Their job is naturally to help the Imperial Viscount recover high-dimensional power.

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The copyright of Little Underworld originally belonged to Siren Civilization.

The recovery of the Nether World is also related to the outcome of the battle between the four pillar gods.

No matter what the reason is, the Siren Ancestor will not tolerate the Nether World derived from the Borderless Country falling into the hands of Chen Qi.

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However, the Nether World evolved from the soul-suppressing mirror, and Chen Qi had the absolute upper hand.

Even though the Siren Ancestor had "version experience", he still couldn't compete with Chen Qi.

However, the ancestor of the Kraken could not accomplish anything.

With His intervention, a small gap appeared in the underworld, and Utulu and others seized the opportunity to escape.

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It’s a pity that Utulu and others thought they were completely free.

As a result, the founder of the Kraken was not a good person and directly "trapped" them to the Central Continent and transformed them into [Hell of Other Transformations].

The true form of [Hell of Other Transformations] is Uturu and others who have transformed into the "innate spiritual root" [Ginseng Fruit].

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"Everyone, we have escaped from the underworld."

"But it's just an escape from a small bottle into a big basin."

"A country without borders is really no place to live. We must leave here!"

"Although the founder of the Siren is not a good thing, the little heretic from the Wisdom Sect deserves to die even more."

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Utulu, who had briefly convinced many of the double images, looked around the hall with nostalgia.

Back then, all this was just a little bit away from becoming their foundation.

Unfortunately, a stone fell from the sky and directly woke up the first president of the Salvation Society.

It was because they were almost scared to death by the stone that they lay dormant for so long.

But now, the time is almost ripe again.

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The Boundless Country was created by the Four Pillar Gods.

Although Utulu and his friends think highly of themselves, they have to admit it.

If they want to leave the Boundless Country, they can only seek help from one of the Four Pillar Gods.

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[Human Ancestor], or the Imperial Viscount Chen Qi, was naturally excluded by them first.

The hatred between the two sides is too deep and cannot be resolved at all.

For the Soul Sect, Chen Qi, a little kid from the Wisdom Sect, is absolutely unforgivable.

And for the Imperial Viscount, no worker has ever dared to be lazy and run away under his nose.

If he doesn't kill the chicken to scare the monkeys, how can he be the boss in the future.

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The second person that Wutulu and his team excluded was Zeami.

Wutulu and his team, who came from the Soul Sect, knew something about the details of the ancients.

They, the "innate spiritual roots", were most afraid of dealing with the ancients.

Because among these ten guys, maybe some of them don't like to eat people.

But they definitely like to eat [Ginseng Fruit].

If possible, Wutulu and his team didn't want to deal with Zeami at all.

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As for the third person to be excluded, it was [Immortal Ancestor].

Because Wutulu and his team also knew something about his details.

[Immortal Ancestor] might not have much appetite for their [Ginseng Fruit], but he would definitely use their "innate spiritual roots" to "decorate" the world.

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On the contrary, the ancestor of the sea monster, although he was a foreign race, had no conflict with their Soul Sect.

After the soul point of the Siren civilization fell to [Scale 0], it was most taboo to be polluted.

In order to maintain the purity of their own souls, they dared not even swallow the soul shadow, let alone the "innate spiritual root".

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Of course, the above is just a statement made by the Siren.

In fact, the truth is very simple. The Siren civilization has lost the ability to swallow souls.

After all, they only have [Scale 0].

So for Utulu and others, only the Siren Ancestor is the most "harmless" among the four pillars.

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What's more, their Soul Sect has some origins with the Siren civilization.

Otherwise, why can the Soul Slate evolve into the Netherworld in the Boundless Country?

Because in principle, the secret weapon hidden by Utulu and others is really similar to the small underworld established by the Siren civilization to forcibly intercept the soul shadow.

If they say that they have not learned from or learned from the Siren civilization, the Soul Sect itself is a little unconfident.

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"I sensed the aura of the Sirens entering the arena. It seems that the final battle is about to begin."

"No hurry, no hurry. It's not time for me to appear yet!"

Utulu took a last lingering look at the hall.

The next moment, the shadows on his body began to dissipate one by one.

Not only that, his own appearance was also changing.

It was just a trance, and Utulu had completely disappeared.

Instead, it was Jumos who opened his eyes in confusion.