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The two of them walked for half a month before they finally entered the imperial capital of Dark Empire. Jian Chen looked at the wall that was made of bones and could not help but feel his entire body go numb. This enormous city wall gave off a different feeling from the Divine Dragon Empire capital. It might pursue a deep gloominess and strangeness, unlike the Divine Dragon Empire which pursued grandeur and majesty.

"Medi, how many bones do you need to build this wall? Even I am getting goosebumps! " Jian Chen became focused, stared at the big city in front of him and asked.

"Haha, Young Master Jian Chen, you don't think that the entire city is filled with bones? Actually, the people who came to the capital for the first time would all be frightened by this aura. In fact, the entire city is only covered by a layer of white bones, and inside the bones, there are even stones! " was very happy to have the chance to see the cold man's expression change. Compared to Loong Teng, due to the fact that he was cultivating the Sabre Devil Arts and his clone Living Corpse s were cultivated by zombies, Jian Chen's expression was usually cold. The cold aura surrounding his body was also much taller than the other parts of Loong Teng.

"Oh!" Jian Chen replied and did not say anymore. He returned back to his cold man expression.

Medi looked at Jian Chen and laughed helplessly. Then he said: "Young Master Jian Chen, let's go in!"

According to normal procedures, after Medi brought Jian Chen and entered the imperial capital of the Dark Empire, they entered a huge church. Inside the church stood a hundred meters tall Fallen Angel statue, which seemed to want to spread its wings and fly in the sky, with a completely pitch black sculpture. The Fallen Angel was holding a Staff that was dozens of meters long in length in one hand, while the other was holding a huge stone book.

At this moment, inside the church, a black-clothed, black-armoured guard ran in, walked to a middle-aged man and bowed: "Your Highness Pope, the tenth mage, Medi, has sent yet another person with pure darkness attributed physique. He is currently waiting outside for your summons!"

"Oh? Another person? "Haha, good!" To the Dark Empire Pope, having an additional main God Level Expert might seem like it in the future.

Afterwards, the Pope met Medi once again, and gave him another invitation and reward. It was still a bottle of Spring of Darkness s. Cloned Jian Chen was brought to the basement by someone. He knew from Medi that this should be the place where they would be baptized. They would erase their memories and turn this place into a suitable material.

According to the requirements, Jian Chen sat cross-legged in a magic array. Since the Young Sabre Devil could safely pass through, Jian Chen believed that he should be able to do so safely.

Right at this moment, a burst of sharp sounds and ghosts could be heard. Streams of black smoke, following the operation of the magic array, started to form continuously, enveloping Jian Chen's entire body, and following his breathing, went along the nose and mouth, entering into's body.

Suddenly, he felt a stir in his Mind Palace. He knew that if not for the fact that his soul had already become one with the blade and soul, and that it was not in his entire body, then his memories would have been washed away just now.

Terrifying, too terrifying! It was no wonder that the profound art had never lost its effect over the past few thousand years. After all, even someone like Jian Chen, who had a slow senses, almost fell for the Cultivation Level as well.

After hearing what Medi had said, Jian Chen knew that his expression must not be so flawed at all. His expression was dull and his eyes were unfocused, just like a living dead man.

"Hm!" The materials have been prepared! " Two people wearing black cloaks closed the array and walked over. They carefully observed Jian Chen and then said: "I was wondering why it went so smoothly this time, it turned out to be an ordinary person. He didn't even have a trace of Cultivation Level, his soul was pitifully small. This time, the Spring of Darkness that the Pope gave us did not even get a tenth of the price.

"Haha!" That's reasonable, it's rare to encounter such an opportunity, this Spring of Darkness should be split equally between us! " With that said, the two of them walked to the side and started splitting up the Spring of Darkness s and throwing Jian Chen to the side.

At that moment, Jian Chen's expression was blank, but he was extremely furious in his heart, and thought to himself, "Dark Empire, the Dark Pope, he actually dared to use a living person as a material. "Don't give me a chance. Once I get a chance, I swear I will not be a human until I get my revenge!

After half a month, Medi came to find Jian Chen once, and after realizing that he was fine, he relaxed a bit. But of course, to avoid suspicion, the two did not have many opportunities to meet each other.

On this day, Jian Chen ate his dinner with a dull expression after receiving the services of a maid. During this period of time, Jian Chen had a deep understanding of this: "Pretending to be a fool is really hard!"

After the servant retreated, Jian Chen sat in his chair, then suddenly, a few black figures dove in from the window and fiercely struck Jian Chen on the head, knocking him out in an instant.

Jian Chen's last thought was: "Why are there even bandits within the Dark Empire Cathedral? Furthermore, the Cultivation Level are too high, I myself do not even have the slightest bit of chance to retaliate! "

If Jian Chen woke up, he would definitely realize that the current Pope of the Dark Empire was actually amongst these few black-clothed people, and was even ranked last.

"Elders, the materials are complete. Great Elder Tulagh is still waiting for us at the altar! " With that, Mo Gu carried Jian Chen's body with one hand and quickly ran out through the window along with the other black-clothed men.

At the bottom of an ancient altar, a row of people covered in a cloak from head to toe released their aura, pushed their hands forward, and poured some energy into one strange blood colored pattern after another. After the dark energy entered the blood colored pattern, it did not make it turn black, but instead became abnormally blood-red, and thick smoke continuously emitted from the pattern, forming a blurry image of a monster that corresponded to the pattern above.

As the dark energy continued to flow in and through the pattern, it transformed into red smoke and the image of the monster gradually became clearer, no longer foggy like before. At this moment, it also began to have a solid form, even though these monsters were only formed by the smoke, but their bodies had the aura of a powerful warrior, and as time passed, their aura also became stronger and stronger.

At this moment, Jian Chen's body was placed in a magic array. Floating in all four directions were a few monsters made of red smoke, having an angel that was flying high in the sky, a terrifying beast with his teeth bared, a yaksha that was roaring towards the moon, a sea that was churning with red waves, and a thick mist that only revealed a pair of red eyes...

The only person present was the white-haired, golden-eyed old man who was not wearing a long cloak. He stood up and raised both of his hands horizontally. "$% …" &% &... "% & $$" Some weird voices were singing from his mouth, the sounds were disorderly, ethereal, mysterious and extremely strange. Along with his chanting, those monster shapes all started to tremble, and the aura around his body also began to fluctuate with the sound of the old man's voice.

Following its roar, everyone present knew that it had succeeded in descending this time, and that a Fallen Angel had also descended. It had to be known that in the Nether World, the Fallen Angel was the most noble clan of the upper echelons, and in the past few thousand years, it was the first time that the Dark Empire had descended upon the Fallen Angel. Although it was only a two winged Fallen Angel, its position in the Nether World was equally noble.

After roaring for a while, the Two-Winged Angel actually flapped its wings and flew towards the smoke creatures. "Roar!" With a loud roar, the monsters that were covered in thick smoke were quickly absorbed by it, and after absorbing seven to eight monsters, its aura became even more shocking. At the moment, the aura on its body erupted, and with a swoosh, in front of the shocked eyes of the crowd, a pair of wings actually grew on the back of the Two-Winged Angel, turning into a Four-Winged Angel.

"Where is the Pope of the Lower Realms?"

Fallen Angel's voice woke everyone up, they all kneeled on the ground and started to kowtow hard, thinking: Heavens, it's actually Lord Four Winged Fallen Angel, why would such a great character come to the lower realms?0

To make an analogy: The Fallen Angel s' position in the Nether World was equivalent to those aristocrats', while the Two-Winged Fallen Angel s might just be equivalent to a viscount. Although their titles weren't high, their statuses were also much higher than the ordinary people in the Nether World, and the Four-winged Fallen Angel s were also equivalent to a Count. And in the ceremony to descend the Dark Empire, ordinary soldiers would only descend a few Nether World s, but this time, an important figure at the count level would actually descend. The difference between them was like the sky and the earth.

"The previous Pope Tulag from the lower realms, the current Pope Mo and all the elders welcome Lord Upper Realm to descend upon this plane!" Tulag, with white hair and golden eyes, pressed his face to the ground and said respectfully.

"En!" The Four-winged Fallen Angel nodded slightly and changed the topic, "Have you all prepared your Sacred Bodies for my arrival?"

"Reporting to the lord, we are already prepared. However, the people of the lower realms are lowly, and cannot match the noble soul of the lord. I hope the lord can atone for his sins!" Tu La Ge pointed to Jian Chen who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, and said respectfully.

"Hmm? Black hair and black eyes are quite compatible with this sovereign. You've done well this time, and this sovereign will only travel a bit lower! Once this sovereign has finished visiting the dimensional fragment, I will return to the Upper Realm. After saying that, the Four-Winged Angel's wings trembled, and flew toward Jian Chen's forehead who was on the ground, and instantly submerged into Jian Chen's body.

After a moment, "Jian Chen" stood up, opened his eyes, and with a swoosh, the four wings on his back opened. He floated up slowly, and an astonishing aura burst out from his body. Even Tulag, who was a top expert at the peak of Dark Empire, felt his body tremble as he sighed in his heart, "Is this Fifth Level Lord God or is this the sixth level of the Sovereign realm?"

"This sovereign has just arrived at the lower realms and has not recovered his soul yet. First, I need to go into seclusion and sleep for a period of time. You guys arrange a quiet place for me. Also, if there's nothing else, don't disturb me!" The Four-winged Angel's cold voice came out from "Jian Chen's" mouth as he looked down at everyone lying on the ground.

"Yes, yes, yes, my lord!" Towards this four-winged Fallen Angel, he did not dare to be careless again.

A day later, it was an underground chamber, with a young man sitting cross-legged under the ornate decorations. His black hair, black eyes, and even the wings on his back were all pitch black.

Suddenly, the young man opened his eyes and looked around in puzzlement. He couldn't help but think, "Eh, where is this? I feel like I was ambushed, and then I got here! "

After Jian Chen was sneakily attacked, he fainted, and completed the Spirit Calming Ceremony in a daze. After all, his soul was not in his Mind Palace, but had been spread throughout his entire body, so when the Fallen Angel entered Jian Chen's Mind Palace, he realized that he did not have a soul, so he did not mind it. One body and two souls, the so called two tigers would be hard to accept in one mountain. The two of them could only exist as one, but luckily the four-winged Fallen Angel was asleep, otherwise, he would have discovered the abnormality.

When Jian Chen stood up, he suddenly felt that something was amiss. He turned his head to look, and was shocked as his eyes widened, and he said in shock: "Heavens, how did I become a Avian? It seemed to be a two pairs of wings Avian, wasn't this a mutation? Cough, I've never even seen two pairs of wings before. Now that they have become like this, I'll be too ashamed to see anyone in the future! " With that said, Jian Chen slowly flapped his wings and flew up into the sky.

"Hm!" It feels pretty good! " Jian Chen closed his eyes and felt it silently. Suddenly, his expression changed and he opened his eyes in shock, as he realized that he now had another soul in his Mind Palace, and it was even a Avian. He could not help but tremble in his heart, "Fortunately, his own soul is no longer in his Mind Palace, otherwise, it might have been possessed by this guy! "Hmph, how can my body be so easily taken away?"

After making up his mind, Jian Chen, who was about to finish off the Avian, sat down cross legged. With a thought, a nine inch blade soul with a black surface covered with mysterious patterns appeared in Jian Chen's Mind Palace.

This was Jian Chen's soul, and also Jian Chen's blade soul. Nine inches of a blade soul, peak of the first level of the soul, Cultivation Level s.

Looking at the Avian with four wings spreading out from its back and with its eyes closed, who was meditating, Jian Chen thought: "Haha, the heavens are helping me! "You mutated bastard, you actually sat in my house and slept in meditation without any defenses, aren't you courting death?"

If the Fallen Angel knew that Jian Chen had never seen the two wings before and thought that he was a mutated product, would he die from spitting blood?

A black light flashed, and with a swoosh, Jian Chen's blade spirit instantly sunk into the heart of the defenseless Fallen Angel.

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