715: My old master, no one dares to take him

“The human emperor will prosper forever, and the Human Race will prosper forever.”

As soon as Ice Heart Queen appeared, she respectfully saluted Qin Yang.

As the main Soul of the human emperor banner, A Min fully understood Qin Yang’s thoughts.

Before he could even ask, she replied, “Your Majesty, I also cannot sense those departed Souls.”

“So, where did they go?” Qin Yang asked.

Due to his natural opposition to Undead, Qin Yang hadn't bothered to learn about this type of Professionals.

In fact, even now, he still hadn't figured out where people went after they died in this world.

Gods similar to the Lord of the Netherworld or the God of Death did exist, but they were all evil gods.

They only controlled the power of the Soul, but that wasn't a proper Divine Authority.

Therefore, Qin Yang suspected that there was no so-called world of the dead in this world.

Those Souls should be like elemental power, omnipresent, but simply invisible to everyone.

This was also very reasonable.

Those powerful Necromancers could summon an Undead Sea with a raise of their hand, which was no different from mobilizing elemental power.

If there truly was a world of the dead, the summoning process would certainly not be this smooth.

After all, returning to life, such an entry and exit behavior,

should at least have some procedure or system, right?

Otherwise, would these departed Souls obediently return on their own after being summoned?

“Your Majesty, I also don’t know where they went, but I can try to find them.”

A Min understood Qin Yang’s thoughts very well.

She immediately faced outside the palace, slowly raised her hands, and chanted obscure and difficult-to-understand incantations as if performing a ritual.

Soon, blue threads appeared within the palace, growing in number, like tens of thousands of silk threads interwoven together.

These threads all extended from A Min’s palms, floating out of the palace and spreading in all directions, like the strings of a kite.

“She can track so many Souls at once?”

“It’s a good thing this thing was taken by the human emperor, otherwise… even if we died, she would bring us back.”

Seeing A Min cast her spell, Si Zhenfeng swallowed his saliva.

He secretly thought that this Ice Heart Queen truly lived up to her reputation as the strongest Necromancer.

No, she still was.

Soul Tracking was a high-level skill for Undead Professionals.

Through this skill, they could find all departed Souls and turn them into their own power.

As long as an Undead Professionals targeted someone, they would not find peace even in death.

However, the difficulty of this skill was very high, and the threads that pulled the Souls were easily disturbed and broken.

Currently, only Chen Moran in the entire world could stably cast this skill.

But he could only simultaneously pull ten Soul threads; any more and he would lose control.

Yet, the Ice Heart Queen, who had been dead for almost 500 years, could simultaneously pull tens of thousands!

Chen Moran… if you could return to life, you’d still need to practice more… Just as Si Zhenfeng was shocked, Qiu Yan, beside him, said, “This is great. With Ice Heart Queen here, even if I die, I won’t get lost and can return to continue serving the human emperor.”

Si Zhenfeng: ???

“Good heavens!”

“Qiu Yan, you are a great talent.”

“In this situation, you can still flatter?”

“Are you perhaps seeing that Zhan Tianxiong and Han Chen are both dead and want to take the position of the Sage leader?”

Si Zhenfeng couldn't help but transmit a message to Qiu Yan to complain.

This person was simply too disgusting!

“Hey, hey, hey! Don’t slander me! I am a loyal subject with an honest heart. How did I become a treacherous minister with ulterior motives in your eyes?”

“Si Zhenfeng, you yourself are cunning, so everything you see is dirty!”

Hearing Qiu Yan’s retort, Si Zhenfeng almost burst out laughing in front of Qin Yang.

“Alright, alright, alright.”

“I, Si Zhenfeng, who is incorruptible, am a treacherous minister, and you, Qiu Yan, with your vast wealth, are the loyal minister, the worthy minister, the good minister!”

“Damn, how shameless.”

“If Zhan Tianxiong were here, he’d definitely slap you!”

Just as the two brothers were arguing via telepathy, they suddenly heard Ice Heart Queen speak in a puzzled tone, muttering to herself, “Why… did all the departed Souls go to another world?”

“Another world?”

Qin Yang’s eyelids lifted, deep in thought.

“Yes, I sensed that all the departed Souls went to a place where the Undead Law cannot reach,” Ice Heart Queen nodded and replied.

“This is interesting.”

Qin Yang’s eyes darkened slightly, and he fell into thought.

If Souls went to another world, the concept of a “Netherworld” would have to be introduced.

However, the world of the dead did not exist.

According to the Law of this world, after a person died, their departed Soul would remain in this world, becoming a different kind of “elemental power.”

So, where did these people go?

A place even the Undead Law couldn't reach.

Qin Yang could only think of one place.

That was the Netherworld, the Ghost Realm of Fengdu.

“The one who refined everyone into Medicinal Pills was the Boundless True Fire.”

“This is a power that does not belong to this world.”

“So, the Souls all went to the Ghost Realm of Fengdu?”

Qin Yang speculated, feeling that this possibility was very high.

Different worlds, different Laws.

The invasion of another world would cause damage to the Law.

Qin Yang had already confirmed this point.

Arctic Immortal was an invader; the people he killed would not turn into elements or return to their Origin according to the Law of this world.

“Regardless of whether this is true or not, Hell must be visited.”

Qin Yang thought to himself.

He still had a favored minister waiting for him in Hell.

Thinking of this, Qin Yang got off the dragon bed and, with one click, changed into his equipment.

“You haven’t recovered yet, where are you going?”

Seeing Qin Yang put on his equipment, Chu Mengxuan immediately asked.

No one knew a husband better than his wife.

Every time Qin Yang finished a battle, he would at least indulge in pleasure for three days and three nights.

Let alone equipment, he wouldn't even wear clothes during those three days.

“Where? Of course, to find your father-in-Law.”

Qin Yang replied.

Hearing this, Lin Xiao’er’s eyes lit up, and she excitedly rubbed the Medicinal Pill in her hand, saying, “Qin Chuan… he can still come back to life?”

Ever since Qin Chuan became an Immortal Pill, she had always carried it with her, not trusting anyone else with it.

“Yes.”

Qin Yang nodded, “No one dares to take my old man.”

Upon hearing this, Lin Xiao’er immediately realized that Qin Yang was going to fight someone.

Even though her heart was with her husband, she still advised her son, “Your body hasn’t recovered yet, don’t be impulsive.”

“It’s just a little Karma debt.”

Qin Yang shook his head indifferently and said, “The medicinal power of the Medicinal Pill will dissipate. If we delay any longer, I won’t be confident in saving them. This matter needs to be done quickly. Moreover…”

When he said “moreover,” Qin Yang did not continue.

First, the Ghost Realm of Fengdu was not a good place.

Second, that was also within the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Court.

In the battle of the Saints, he had not given the Heavenly Emperor Face, which meant they had fallen out.

It was hard to guarantee that this guy wouldn’t use Qin Chuan to make trouble.

“Moreover what?”

Seeing Qin Yang fall silent, Lin Xiao’er asked.

Qin Yang didn’t want to say what came after “moreover.”

Lin Xiao’er couldn’t help him on the trip to Hell, and knowing too much would only increase her worry.

To keep his family from worrying, Qin Yang smiled and lied, “Moreover, I have two helpers this time, so there won won't be any major problems.”