1401: C1401 Fear

C1401 Fear

"This power, this power doesn't belong to this world, and I've never felt this power before. Hahaha..."

Lee Hansheng said loudly. After he finished speaking, he burst into laughter.

Ye Ziheng looked at Lee Hansheng with a serious expression.

"Blood Death Seal!" Although it wasn't Ye Ziheng's strongest martial skill, it was still powerful enough. Even such a martial skill could only make Lee Hansheng bleed a little, but it couldn't really kill him. Then the other martial skills would probably be forgotten.

After laughing for a long time, Lee Hansheng finally turned his head to look at Ye Ziheng.

"Ye Ziheng, I won't fight with you anymore. Let's call it a draw this time. What do you think?"

Ye Ziheng was stunned for a moment. His eyes were filled with doubt as he looked at Lee Hansheng.

He was not going to fight anymore? Draw? What was this? Even an idiot like Ye Ziheng could tell that he was no match for Lee Hansheng, but Lee Hansheng said they were tied?

"Why?"

Ye Ziheng couldn't help but ask. He really couldn't understand what was going on.

He didn't understand why Lee Hansheng wanted to fight them, and why he wanted to give up.

"There are some things that I can't tell you right now."

Lee Hansheng said and turned to Ye Ziheng.

"However, when your cultivation base reaches the peak of the Immortal Martial Stage, you will be able to come to the Heaven Gate and defeat me. All doubts and questions will be solved at that moment."

The moment Ye Ziheng heard this, he was stunned.

The Divine Gate! Wasn't that the place where the Heaven's Will was! Could it be that the person in front of him was the Heaven's Will!?

Ye Ziheng raised his head and looked at Lee Hansheng, but Lee Hansheng had already disappeared, leaving only a piece of human skin on the ground.

"Ye Ziheng, I look forward to the day I fight with you. This Myriad Bones Abyss will be yours. There are millions of dead souls who died under my sword here, and I will give them to you as well. I hope you won't disappoint me."

After that, Ye Ziheng felt a powerful force suddenly appearing in his mind. It was a soul that had been filled with resentment for a long time. Their hatred and anger kept resounding in his mind.

"Heaven's Will! You have destroyed my country and killed my subjects. Today, I will enforce justice on behalf of the heavens and kill you, you bastard!"

"Heaven's mandate! Even if I enter the ten thousand layers of hell, I will make sure you die a horrible death!"

"Heaven's mandate! Even if I die, I'll drag you into my grave!"

...

Countless souls of pain and anger were clamoring in Ye Ziheng's mind, wanting to kill the Heaven's Will, but the one who was being tortured was Ye Ziheng.

He could feel the powerful anger, the anger that had invaded his mind, as if it wanted to occupy him and turn him into a tool for the Heaven's Will to take revenge.

However, Ye Ziheng was still resisting, but under the millions of souls of the dead, his will seemed so weak, as if it could be destroyed at any time.

"Quiet!"

At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly sounded. In an instant, all the dead souls calmed down and returned to their calm state. There was no longer the pain and anger from before, only pure fear was left.

Ye Ziheng could feel their fear. The fear of the unknown and powerful coexisting.

"Kid, are you alright?"

The voice of the Demon Lord entered Ye Ziheng's mind, and a faint smile appeared on Ye Ziheng's face.2

It seemed like the best way to suppress the souls of the dead was to find a soul that was stronger than them.

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