Chapter 9 The Ninth Universe

The Ninth Universe.

The Xing family.

Countless terrifying figures surrounded a young man. Without exception, all of them were at the Saint rank, and some were even far more powerful.

The young man was extremely handsome with a tall and straight figure, lying on the bed like a sleeping son of a god.

The only flaw was that the young man's face was pale, without a trace of blood, and his chest did not rise or fall.

Clearly, the young man before them was nothing more than a perfect-looking corpse.

"Divine Doctor Qian, even you, who is known for reviving the dead, can't save Chaoge?" Xing Dehai looked at an old man with the air of an immortal and couldn't help but ask.

The old man was about seventy years old, his white hair tied up high, wearing a very simple robe, clutching his white beard, and frowning.

This person was the most famous divine doctor in the Ninth Universe, a healing mage above the Saint rank. No one knew his real name, only that everyone called him Divine Doctor Qian.

He was known for bringing the dead back to life, and even if a person was already dead, as long as the body was still warm, he could save them.

However, at this time, the divine doctor was looking at Xing Chaoge's corpse in contemplation.

"I have already restored your son's body, and it is healthier than many living people."

"However... his three souls and seven spirits have all disappeared. I have used many methods to find traces of his soul, but it's as if his soul... was swallowed by something!"

Divine Doctor Qian's face was full of hesitation. He had been practicing medicine for so many years, and this was the first time he had encountered such a strange thing.

Logically speaking, even if it was crushed directly by a powerful external force until the soul flew away and scattered, there should at least be some trace of it. But in this world, there was no trace of Xing Chaoge at all.

"Swallowed by something? Could it be that kid from back then..."

Xing Dehai frowned, and then a sharp glint flashed in his eyes.

He clearly remembered that after Xing Chaoge was killed by Qiao Yu, a pile of shadows emerged from Qiao Yu and pounced on Xing Chaoge's corpse.

Could it be that it was at that time...

Xing Dehai quickly told Divine Doctor Qian about his discovery.

After listening, a look of shock appeared in Divine Doctor Qian's eyes.

"Then there should be no mistake! The young man should have used the means of the Netherworld. Only the power of the Netherworld can completely devour a person's soul without leaving a trace."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the Xing family looked surprised.

Since the Twilight of the Gods battle, the gate to the Netherworld had been completely sealed, and the Netherworld no longer existed in the world.

But now, the power of the Netherworld had appeared in a small teenager? Was this some kind of omen?

"Xing Dehai!"

A voice filled with age and majesty rang out, containing the authority that only those in high positions possessed.

"I'm here! Father!"

Xing Dehai quickly knelt down.

The one who spoke was the person in charge of their lineage, Xing Dehai's father, and one of the people who held real power within the Xing family.

"Put pressure on those people from the Kaiji Star God Mountain and let them start a war as soon as possible. When their internal friction is almost exhausted, we will take over the battlefield."

"At the same time, select another team from my Xing family to go to Kaiji Star. Be sure to capture the young man who possesses the power of the Netherworld alive. There must be a big secret on that young man."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xing Dehai immediately lowered his head.

"Yes! Father! Dehai will definitely complete the task! I will personally take charge of capturing that young man!"

"Heh, you've grown up." The old voice was full of emotion.

"Heh, it's what I should do." Xing Dehai immediately replied.

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Far away on Kaiji Star, Qiao Yu didn't know that a huge hand that could blot out the sky was closing in on him.

The moment Qiao Yu deactivated the power of the Six Paths, Qin Xuan... no, his adoptive father Tang Wumou, was instantly frightened out of his wits.

He was really convinced by Qiao Yu, that old sixth. Why could he follow him wherever he went?

"Qiao Yu!!!"

A look of fear flashed in Tang Wumou's eyes. He still clearly remembered the oppressive feeling that the Fang Tian Hua Ji (halberd) had given him.

Under that Fang Tian Hua Ji, he was as weak as an ant, as if no matter how strong he was, he would be as fragile as paper under that halberd.

However, the fear only lasted for a moment, and Tang Wumou instantly perked up.

He realized that he had nothing to be afraid of at all. Of course, he was afraid when he was in his previous body, but now he was using Qin Xuan's body.

"Qiao Yu, there is a road to paradise but you don't take it, there is no gate to hell but you barge in!"

A fierce look appeared on Tang Wumou's face, and his eyes were full of greed for Qiao Yu's body.

"It seems that the heavens are really kind to me, Tang Wumou. A double blessing, not only have I advanced to the Saint rank, but I can also obtain your body!"

Tang Wumou licked his lips, and then leaned against Qiao Yu with infatuation, taking a deep breath.

Then, his face flushed red, as if he was intoxicated by tasting a peerless wine.

"Delicious! Qiao Yu, your body is too delicious for me!"

"I can feel that your body is even stronger than before! You must have had another stroke of good luck during this time."

"Compared to you, Qin Xuan's body, which is about to advance to the Saint rank, seems bland!"

Tang Wumou looked at Qiao Yu as if he was looking at a peerless work of art.

"Advance to the Saint rank? You're dreaming!" Qiao Yu rolled his eyes.

"Huh?"

Tang Wumou was stunned for a moment, and then looked around. All of his attention had just been attracted by the sudden appearance of Qiao Yu, and he hadn't paid attention to what was happening around him.

But after taking a look, Tang Wumou was instantly so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven!

Underneath the Soul Cleansing Ancient House, a large group of undead creatures had appeared at some point!

This group of undead creatures had a very clear division of labor. The powerful Undead Giant Kun and the Headless Knights were dealing with the evil spirits flying out of the Bone Altar.

And a group of very crafty skeleton soldiers were constantly rescuing the Qin family members one by one.

"Qiao Yu, you're ruining my plans!!!"

Tang Wumou's eyes instantly turned green.

He was just too busy coveting Qiao Yu's body and almost forgot that this kid had ruined his good deeds several times before.

Realizing this, Tang Wumou attacked in anger, revealing the full strength of a King rank powerhouse.

While summoning shadow puppets, he rushed towards Qiao Yu.

Qiao Yu's eyes widened at this very familiar fighting style.

Isn't this his fighting style? Summoning undead creatures while rushing forward himself.

In the past, Qiao Yu didn't feel anything when he used this method to deal with enemies, but when he really encountered this kind of opponent, he realized how disgusting this fighting style was.

Using Qin Xuan's body, Tang Wumou now not only had the puppetry of a shadow mage, but also the powerful body of a physical cultivator.

His combat power was so strong that Qiao Yu also frowned. After only three rounds, he was kicked in the chest by Tang Wumou and flew out.

After crashing into several stone pillars along the way, Qiao Yu was directly buried under the rubble.

"Want to run?! Don't even think about it! Leave them all here!"

After kicking Qiao Yu away, Tang Wumou shouted loudly, and then rushed towards the fleeing Qin family members.

The Qin family members were very weak at this time and had no ability to resist Tang Wumou.

The little skeletons around them had no combat ability in front of Tang Wumou's strength. They would shatter into a pile of bones with a single touch.

Just as Tang Wumou was busy capturing the Qin family members, Qiao Yu finally recovered from the kick just now.

He looked at the size 43 shoe print on his chest, a kind smile appeared on his face, and then he took out the Fang Tian Hua Ji.

"My good adoptive father Wumou, look what this is?"

Tang Wumou glanced back, then curled his lips in disdain.

"Qiao Yu, you're too naive. I've already changed bodies. That weapon is useless to me now!"