In the Jiuyin Divine Palace, the light was dazzling and bright, and chains of order intertwined to form an incomparably terrifying divine formation. It contained an incomparably cold murderous intent that enveloped Ling Xiao and the others.
Everyone's face changed drastically, and their eyes were filled with extremely ugly expressions.
Especially the few people holding the Nine Yin Sword, Chu Qianqian, Chu Jian, Song Yu, Duan Changkong, Du Tianhe, Bian Yun, and Zhuan Lunhong were all imprisoned by a strange force and could not move.
Although Ling Xiao was not imprisoned, he was locked in the murderous intent of the Shinto formation, as if it was ready to launch a fatal blow to him at any time.
In front of everyone, two familiar figures appeared.
The Supreme King Kong and the arrogant young man named Wuming!
And the words just now were said by Wuming.
"Vajra Supreme, Wuming, what do you want to do? Let us go! Otherwise you will all die, and your parents and relatives will all die!"
Zhuanlun Hong's eyes were filled with fear and he yelled.
"Hahaha... What do I want to do? Of course I want to kill you all! As long as I kill you all, everything here will be mine!"
Wuming laughed loudly, his eyes filled with cold murderous intent.
"Do you know who Young Master Wuming is? He is the descendant of the Supreme Nine Yin. He is the most qualified person to inherit the legacy of the Supreme Nine Yin. Who do you think you are? How dare you compete with Young Master Wuming?"
King Kong Supreme also sneered, and his eyes were full of flattery when he looked at Wuming.
"Descendants of Jiuyin? This is impossible! All the descendants of Jiuyin Supreme are dead!" Chu Jian said coldly, his eyes filled with shock.
There was a gleam in Ling Xiao's eyes as he looked at King Kong Supreme and Wuming indifferently without saying anything.
“Dead? Hahaha… All of you Ten Palaces Kings deserve to die, and the Nine Nether Empire deserves to perish! Hundreds of thousands of years ago, the Nine Yin Supreme ascended to the God Realm. In order to seize the Nine Yin Supreme’s inheritance, you killed my entire Nine Yin clan. This feud is irreconcilable! Today, I will make you, the Ten Palaces Kings, pay a little interest first! One day, I will exterminate all the Ten Palaces Kings and the Nine Nether Empire!”
Wuming's eyes were filled with an extremely ferocious look and overwhelming hatred.
"Humph! You, the Nine Yin Clan, are ambitious and want to use the influence of the Nine Yin Supreme to unify the Samsara World. Unfortunately, you are not strong enough, so you deserve to die! What I'm curious about is, who are you? How is it possible that you are still alive?"
Although Chu Jian's face was pale, he still asked unwillingly.
"Well! I'll let you know. I'm Jiuyin Wuming, the great-great-grandson of Jiuyin Supreme. Hundreds of thousands of years ago, my Jiuyin clan was wiped out, but I was sealed for hundreds of thousands of years! Hundreds of years ago, I broke the seal and came out. At that time, I swore that I would avenge the Jiuyin clan for the rest of my life and kill all of you!"
The murderous intent in Wuming's voice was so strong that everyone couldn't help but tremble all over.
“As for the nine Nine Yin Swords, they are sub-swords, and the Nine Yin Divine Sword is the mother sword. Only when the nine Nine Yin Swords gather together can we sense the location of the Nine Yin Divine Sword and open the Nine Yin Secret Realm! The Nine Yin Sword was lost in the battle hundreds of thousands of years ago. I waited for hundreds of years before I finally waited for the nine sword masters to gather together, just to open the Nine Yin Secret Realm and take back the inheritance of my ancestors!”
Wuming's words shocked everyone. They didn't expect that the Nine Yin Sword could really open the Nine Yin Secret Realm, but it was completely used by Wuming to set up such a killing situation.
"Then how can you control the formation here?" Chu Qianqian asked coldly with a pale face.
"Hmph! The Nine Yin Secret Realm was originally something that our ancestors left to our Nine Yin Clan. How could you possibly get your hands on it? Only the bloodline of our Nine Yin Clan can control the formation in the Nine Yin Palace! Moreover, the nine Nine Yin swords are tainted with your aura, making it even easier for me to control them! Therefore, I am the master here, and you all must die!"
Wuming's eyes were full of sneers.
There was a hint of despair in everyone's eyes.
This divine formation looked extremely terrifying, and they were imprisoned. They were unable to use their souls, bodies, or divine powers, and the many trump cards everyone had were useless.
Is it possible that I am really going to die here
Chu Qianqian also looked pale and couldn't help but glance at Ling Xiao.
She found that Ling Xiao's expression was very calm, and she couldn't help but feel moved. Could it be that Ling Xiao had a way to escape
Although she knew that this idea was almost impossible, she couldn't help but hope that Ling Xiao could create a miracle!
"Let us go! We don't want the inheritance of the Nine Yin Supreme anymore, and we can swear to the Heavenly Dao to promise that we will never cause you any trouble again!"
Zhuan Lunhong's face turned pale, his eyes filled with extreme fear.
"childish!"
Wuming sneered and said, "Blood debt can only be repaid with blood. Your death is just the beginning! When I ascend to the divine realm, no matter if they are the kings of the Ten Palaces or the Nine Nether Emperors, they will all go to hell to accompany you. That day will not be far away!"
Wuming exuded a cold murderous aura all over his body.
As if sensing the murderous intent in him, the formation in the Jiuyin Divine Palace began to tremble slightly.
"I forgot to tell you, there's no need to struggle! This is the Taiyin Divine Formation, a killing formation formed by the gathering of Taiyin power. Even the titled Supreme will surely die!"
Wuming sneered, as if everything was under his control.
"There's one thing I don't understand, but I'm afraid you don't understand it either!"
Ling Xiao suddenly spoke, looking at Wuming calmly and said.
"What's up?"
Wuming glanced at Ling Xiao. The Ling Xiao in front of him was the one he found the most difficult to understand among all the people. His strength was so terrifying that he could sweep away all the heroes and suppress everyone.
If it weren't for the Taiyin Divine Formation, Wuming wouldn't have been sure he could deal with Ling Xiao.
"Don't you wonder why there is a forbidden divine realm in the Nine Yin Secret Realm? And... why the Nine Yin Sword Master was eventually controlled by the Taiyin Divine Formation?"
Ling Xiao glanced at Wuming indifferently, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.
"what do you want to say in the end?"
Wuming's expression changed slightly, and he looked at Lingxiao and said.
In fact, Ling Xiao had also felt confused about the two questions he mentioned before, but in the end he concluded that this was the backup plan left by the Nine Yin Supreme in order to help the descendants of the Nine Yin clan obtain the Nine Yin Supreme's inheritance.
"I want to say that you are really stupid! Can't you see that this is not the inheritance place of the Nine Yin Supreme at all, but a trap set by the Nine Yin Supreme to choose the person who will take over his body? Not only are we the prey of the Nine Yin Supreme, you are also the prey of the Nine Yin Supreme!"
Ling Xiao smiled faintly, with a bright light flashing in his eyes.
PS: I'm quite busy at work today, so I don't have time to write at noon, so I'll update it in the evening. I'll post one chapter first, and Mu Yu will continue to write. There are still four chapters left, and I should be able to finish them all before 11 o'clock.
(End of this chapter)