Chapter 8391 Huang Lao's Promise

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At this time, the turmoil in the battlefield subsided a little.

The flowing magma and the broken earth witnessed the fierceness of the battle just now.

The Jianmen camp and the Wanxu camp were divided into two factions, each guarding their own lord.

Gui Chen and Yu Huang Aoxue were now weak and dying, and any casual cultivator could kill them.

But none of the casual cultivator contestants who came to their senses dared to have any unreasonable thoughts.

They were just terrified and afraid of the majesty of Wanxu and Jianmen.

The three major camps of Samsara, Wanxu, and Jianmen fought each other, and in the end they were all defeated and no one got any benefit.

But even so, no one dared to mess around on the side of the casual cultivator contestants.

After all, they did not have a unified camp, so they dared not act recklessly. If they were retaliated by Yu Huang Gudi and Mozu Wu Tian in the future, it would be more than worth the loss.

However, the heavy damage to Samsara, Wanxu, and Jianmen was undoubtedly a great thing for ordinary contestants.

This means that these casual cultivators also have a chance to win the championship!

Boom...

At this time, the sky was thundering, purple light burst out, and a majestic voice was heard.

That was the voice of the head of the Purple Palace, the Heavenly Lord of Morality.

"Everyone, due to changes in the battle situation, this Supreme Merit Battle will end in seven days. Performance"

"Please all contestants, strive to hunt for the Purple Divine Fire within the remaining seven days."

"After seven days, whoever has the highest value of the Divine Fire will be the champion of this Merit Battle!"

The majestic voice spread throughout the battlefield.

All contestants, especially the casual cultivators, were overjoyed.

Now all the people in the Samsara camp have fled to the fifth district, and the leaders of the Wanxu and Jianmen camps are weak and dying, which means that the three mountains are gone, and the hope of winning the championship for these ordinary contestants has greatly increased.

The demon beasts and monsters in this merit area have just been impacted by the Emperor Ancient Bell and the Human Emperor Holy Sword, and have become weak and cowardly, making it much easier to hunt them.

"The championship belongs to us!"

On the side of the casual cultivator contestants, everyone cheered and then left.

The disciples of the Wanxu camp and the Jianmen camp were all solemn, looking at their own lords.

Yuhuang Aoxue and Guichen both sat cross-legged on the ground, silently adjusting their breath to recover.

Compared with winning the championship, they care more about their own lives.

The two ranked the highest on the gold list in the sky.

As for Ye Chen, and the people in the Samsara camp, their names disappeared.

Because they fell to the fifth area, their breath was closed, and the value of the divine fire could not be projected on the heavenly list.

But Yuhuang Aoxue and Guichen knew that although Ye Chen's name disappeared, he would not necessarily die.

The luck of Samsara is unimaginably magnificent.

Compared with Ye Chen, they are more in danger of falling.

...

In the fifth area, darkness permeated, and there was no light.

In the dark and chaotic void, a figure of an indifferent young man, covered in blood and seriously injured, floated in the air like a corpse.

The young man's fingers suddenly moved, and he was still alive, not a corpse.

This young man was naturally Ye Chen.

As Guichen and Yuhuang Aoxue expected, Ye Chen was not dead, but seriously injured.

Borrowing the power of the Holy Light Immortal Emperor and using the Human Emperor Holy Sword, Ye Chen almost drained all the power of his blood.

He woke up faintly, looking at the dark void around him, and knew that he had fallen into the fifth area.

Feeling the reincarnation cemetery, he found helplessly that the Holy Light Immortal Emperor repeatedly lent power to Ye Chen, and he fell into weakness directly, and temporarily fell asleep in the tombstone.

Ye Chen still stored thousands of purple and brilliant divine fires on his body. If used to heal his wounds, it would definitely work wonders.

Unfortunately, now that the Holy Light Immortal Emperor is asleep, no one has baptized Ye Chen.

"Is this the fifth zone?"

"I'm seriously injured..."

"But, as long as I don't die, everything has a chance to be reversed."

Ye Chen struggled to get up, a little spiritual light was released from his body, constructing the world universe, establishing laws, and barely building a small world in this dark and chaotic abyss to live in.

Faintly, Ye Chen felt that this void area seemed to be related to the God of Fire, because he felt the breath of fire, which was much stronger than the outside world.

His Daoling Fire and Shengtian Divine Fire both faintly resonated with the breath of fire in the depths.

Ye Chen sat cross-legged and operated the Eight Diagrams Heavenly Pill Technique, but found that it had little effect.

He even pulled out the Human Emperor Holy Sword, and his body was severely backlashed, and ordinary means could no longer be treated.

Fortunately, with the protection of Daoling Fire and Shengtian Divine Fire, Ye Chen's injuries did not get worse.

If he just dragged it on like this, he would never be able to recover unless he could be baptized and initiated by the Purple Brilliant Divine Fire again.

"Want to have Zihuang's initiation to recover from your injuries?"

At this time, the figure of Huang Lao floated out from the samsara cemetery, looked at Ye Chen coldly, and said.

"Huang Lao, do you also have the means of baptism and initiation?"

Ye Chen was overjoyed when he saw Huang Lao appear.

Huang Lao was indifferent and said: "You want baptism and initiation, I can reluctantly help you, but you have to promise me one thing."

Ye Chen said: "What is it?"

Huang Lao said in a cold tone: "Since you have decided to fight the Death Cult, then you don't have to hold back in the future, and do things to the extreme."

Ye Chen was stunned and asked: "What do you mean by this?"

Old Huang said: "It's nothing, I just want to advise you not to be soft-hearted."

Ye Chen said: "How can I be soft-hearted?"

Old Huang smiled coldly and said: "The chief guardian of the Death Cult, codenamed Witch, is the former confidante of Wu Zu, Fairy Xiyan."

"I'm afraid that when you face the Witch, even if you have the strength and opportunity to kill her, you will not be willing to kill her."

Ye Chen was stunned.

In the Death Cult, the Witch is the strongest, second only to the leader, and has the most special identity. She was once the confidante of Wu Zu.

When Ye Chen heard what Old Huang said, he seemed to have a glimpse of the future.

In the future timeline, he has a 50% chance of being killed by the Witch.

There is also a 50% chance that he defeated the Witch.

And in the timeline of defeating the Witch, he most likely let the Witch go, not completely killing her.

After all, the Witch's identity is too special.

For the sake of Wu Zu, Ye Chen would not kill her.

Huang Lao said: "What I want you to promise is to kill the witch regardless of everything. Don't hold back. Otherwise, you will die and I may be killed by you."

Huang Lao kept pinching his fingers. It was obvious that he had also seen countless good and bad fortunes in the future, and he seemed to see further than Ye Chen.

The witch must die!

If the witch was let go, it would definitely be a terrible hidden danger for him.

Ye Chen's face sank, his eyes flickered, and he thought about it in his heart, and said:

"If the witch is stubborn and always wants to serve the Death Cult and refuses to turn back, then I will definitely kill her!"