Chapter 1647: The Yin-Ming Sword

Ye Chen rolled up his sleeves, grinning to reveal two rows of white teeth.

Fighting with people, he enjoyed the activities that came after beating them senseless.

This kind of sweeping was his specialty; he used to do it all the time.

First and foremost, it was the storage bag—the spoils of war! On the entire body, the treasures inside the storage bag were the most valuable.

Next, he took everything from Gui Quan Ming Jiang: all the ornaments, necklaces, rings—nothing left, all claimed.

They were all high-quality items, worth a fortune, and could fetch a great price.

After the thorough cleanup, Gui Quan Ming Jiang was left with only his underwear, which Ye Chen kindly spared.

If Gui Quan Ming Jiang woke up right then, he would likely be so furious as to spit blood, having spent decades building his wealth only to lose it all in an instant.

You said,who did you provoke?Why did you provoke someone like me?

Ye Chen stood up, his words casual and drawn out, spreading his five fingers toward Gui Quan Ming Jiang as a black vortex formed in his palm.

That was the Tūn Tiān Mó Gōng, specifically for devouring Yuan energy—vicious, yet highly practical, and perfect for enhancing oneself.

The swallowing vortex engulfed Gui Quan Ming Jiang, forcefully devouring his bloodline and origin, turning them into nourishment for the Sheng Ti.

His expression grew much more indifferent, even cold.

This time, there was no trace of pity; letting Gui Quan Ming Jiang live would only invite endless troubles later.

However, he did not kill Gui Quan Ming Jiang—he only devoured his origin and bloodline, crippling his cultivation, and that was it.

Gui Quan Ming Jiang was destined to die, but not by Ye Chen's hand.

Killing deducts merit, and killing a Ming Jiang was even worse; if discovered, the Song Emperor would never let it slide.

So, he was clever, reducing Gui Quan Ming Jiang to a worthless cripple.

The underworld was full of lonely ghosts and fierce spirits; they made the perfect killers.

This way, even if an investigation came from above, they couldn't pin the murder on him—at most, he'd be charged with crippling someone.

Ye Chen withdrew his divine ability, glanced around, and vanished in an instant.

After he left, the mountain was lashed by fierce Yin Feng, filled with wails of agony.

One by one, lonely ghosts and fierce spirits crawled out, surrounding Gui Quan Ming Jiang and scrambling to devour him; the scene was gruesomely bloody.

The once-dignified Ming Jiang met such a pathetic end, evoking sighs from all who witnessed it.

It was all because he was too arrogant and had provoked Ye Chen, that harbinger of disaster.

This was simply karma—failing to kill and ending up destroyed instead.

What of the underworld? Its ironclad rules were just as bloody; in a world where the strong ruled, the weak were meant to be slain.

Meanwhile, Ye Chen had found a secluded spot in the mountains and sat down cross-legged.

Gui Quan Ming Jiang's bloodline was exceptionally pure, and his origin incredibly abundant; Ye Chen needed time to fully refine it into nourishment.

Within his body, the Sheng Ti origin surged wildly, and the bloodline power churned, the two intertwining in a dance as they devoured and refined the sustenance.

He sat there for three full days, his demeanor dignified and utterly still.

His aura grew thicker as Gui Quan Ming Jiang's origin and bloodline were refined, and his golden Qi and blood became even more vigorous.

Really not bad.Ye Chen was full of satisfaction, thoroughly enjoying it.

If I devour a few more, I might even advance to Sheng Ren.Ye Chen stroked his chin, his eyes darting around thoughtfully.

Compared to pills, devouring bloodlines and origins was the true path to fortune; it allowed him to absorb the essence and strengthen his own origin and bloodline.

Just do it like this.As he spoke, he pulled out Gui Quan Ming Jiang's storage bag; inside, divine light radiated, and golden hues flashed everywhere.

Even with his steady composure, he couldn't help but be startled.

Not to mention anything else, there were no fewer than a million Ming Shi.

Items like Ming Qi, secret volumes, and pills were countless, and their grades were impressively high—each a fine treasure.

The Ming Jiang under Yan Luo is indeed filthy rich.Ye Chen sighed in amazement; compared to the previous Bao Tou Jing, this one's storage bag was the real jackpot.

These need to be fenced; they can't be discovered by others.

He got to work, sorting the pills and secret volumes into one category and piling the remaining Ming Qi together.

What he planned to fence were these Ming Qi.

Especially that Dian Wang Copper Furnace—too many people knew it belonged to Gui Quan Ming Jiang, so he couldn't risk bringing disaster on himself.

He shattered all the Ming Qi, refining their essence into the black broken sword to elevate its grade.

When his Zhutian body had died, his natal magical weapon had been lost in the starry sky.

Now in the Yin Cao Di Fu, he needed a reliable weapon.

The black broken sword was the ideal choice; with the Dun Jia Tian Zi enhancing it, an upgrade in level would make its power utterly devastating.

Time slipped by slowly, and before long, another day had passed.

As the essence from the many Ming Qi integrated, the black broken sword neared completion.

Its level climbed steadily, advancing from quasi-Sheng to Sheng Ren; the sword body hummed, and silent exterminating sword Qi overflowed.

Regrettably, it didn't quite reach Sheng Wang Bing; to shatter that bottleneck, it would need to devour more Ming Qi.

Still, even so, its power far exceeded that of ordinary Sheng Ren weapons; all that Ming Qi hadn't been devoured for nothing.

Not bad.Ye Chen gripped the black sword, examining it from every angle.

Since we're in the Yin Cao Di Fu, I shall name you: Yin Ming Jian.Ye Chen smiled, growing fonder of it with each look.

From now on, follow me.Ye Chen stowed the Yin Ming Jian away, then stepped into the sky, heading straight for the Nai He Qiao.

Not long after, he descended from the heavens and stood in a spot.

In the distance, between two majestic Gui Shan, there was a pass—the gateway to the Nai He Qiao—solemn and foreboding.

Guarding the gate were still those two Gui Wang, standing ramrod straight, like a pair of fierce Gui Wang door gods, menacing and terrifying.

The two Gui Wang caught sight of him, their expressions tinged with surprise.

The last time they had seen Ye Chen, he was merely an illusory Yuan Shen, with cultivation only at Tian Jing.

How much time had passed? Not only had he acquired a physical body, but he had also advanced to Gui Wang, and his cultivation had reached quasi-Sheng.

This rate of advancement truly shocked them.

In our underworld, is there such a monster? Advancing as if it were a game, leaving us two Gui Wang feeling utterly ashamed!

Ye Chen paid no mind to their gazes and didn't expect the Gui Wang to let him pass; without the Tong Guan Wen Die, no one could enter.

His eyes were fixed on the direction of the Nai He Qiao.

Through the hazy void, it seemed he could glimpse Chu Ling once more.

She only emerged once every ten years; how lonely she must be on her own, and she probably sighed even as she served the soup of oblivion!

Knowing she was inside yet unable to see her—she couldn't come out, and he couldn't go in—this state of mind was pure torment.

Wait for me.Ye Chen smiled warmly and slowly turned to leave.

But just as he was about to go, he abruptly spun back around.

His eyes blazed with sharp light, staring intently at one side.

There, Niu Tou and Ma Mian descended from the sky, one on the left and one on the right, escorting a ghost soul and preparing to send it to the Huang Quan.

As for the ghost soul, it wore white prison garb, shackled at the wrists, with fetters clanking on its feet as it walked.

The figure was burly, with a tiger back and bear waist, but its eyes were dull and lifeless.

Looking closely, wasn't it exactly Kui Niu?

Yes, indeed Kui Niu; back at the Ten Thousand Clans Gathering for the sworn brotherhood, he had ranked first, with Ye Chen at seventh, like true brothers.

How... how could this be?Ye Chen was stunned, never expecting to encounter his sworn brother Kui Niu in the Yin Cao Di Fu.

Since he could meet him here, that proved Kui Niu was dead, his soul unwittingly drawn into the underworld.