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90: Chapter 90 Entering the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Worlds

White Impermanence hesitated slightly.

He took the item and asked again, "Brother, are you sure this is the last compound no. 9?"

"I feel like those two little ghost messengers fell for your trick, and I don't want to fall for it too."

Lin Mo raised his right hand, three fingers together pointing at the sky, and declared with a solemn expression:

"I, Lin Mo, hereby swear—if I am currently hiding even one more compound no. 9 on my person,

then may my soul scatter, and I be forever cast into the animal realm, chopped into dumpling filling by the Soul-Slicing Blade of the Ten Kings of Yanluo,

and then marinated in Meng Po's soup for a thousand years to feed the mangy dogs of Xiongling!"

"That's... that's brutal!"

White Impermanence swallowed, completely unaware that Lin Mo's coffin box still contained hundreds of millions of compound no. 9.

He entered the Hall of Yanluo again.

King Yama and Judge Cui had not yet ascended to the main hall.

"Ghost King Yanmo, I heard your wife say you have a short duration. Recently, I found a formula from the human world."

"There's something called compound no. 9 in the human world. Using it can boost your various stats, but its better use is to enhance your combat power and regain your former glory."

"Ghost King Bai Yan, how many soul coins does that formula require? Give me 10,000 doses."

"Heh heh, mere mortals. Why give them money? Just take it directly from them."

"There's no need for money at all..."

Lin Mo, White Impermanence, and Ox-Head and Horse-Face also overheard the conversation between the two Ghost Kings.

White Impermanence: "..."

Ox-Head and Horse-Face: "..."

No way.

Buddy.

Were you just messing with the three of us?

This stuff is free on the surface, yet you charged us so much.

"Ghost King Bai Yan, Ghost King Yanmo, I have bad news for you. There's no compound no. 9 left on the surface."

Lin Mo quickly explained.

Otherwise, White Impermanence and Ox-Head and Horse-Face, who had already traded with him, would definitely demand a refund.

"Hmm?"

"How can you be so sure, Ghost King Lin?"

Just as Lin Mo was racking his brains for an excuse,

another familiar face stepped forward.

"First Emperor, Ancestral Dragon!"

It was none other than the First Emperor, Ancestral Dragon, dressed in a black dragon robe.

"Ghost King Bai, Ghost King Yanmo, what Lin Mo said is true. The Western Eagle Country has already been cut into 6 pieces by me. Even if this formula exists, its whereabouts are probably unknown now."

Since Ancestral Dragon had said so,

Ghost King Bai Yan and Ghost King Yanmo naturally believed him.

Lin Mo thanked Ancestral Dragon.

He also casually asked Ancestral Dragon why he was here.

"From now on, our people from the East will come to the Hall of Yanluo to serve and work diligently. Only then can we obtain advancement quotas each year."

Hearing Ancestral Dragon's explanation, Lin Mo finally understood why the quotas were so few each year.

Everyone also had to apply through a mobile app.

And sometimes, they couldn't even get an application through.

It turned out that in the East, these mortal realms were all created by King Yama.

Glancing over, in the back rows of the Hall of Yanluo, there were also ancestors from other countries.

White Impermanence: "Lord Ghost King, since compound no. 9 is out of print, I happen to have one. I'd like to offer it to you, so you can regain your former glory!"

Ghost King Yanmo's eyes lit up when he saw the compound no. 9 in White Impermanence's hand.

"Good, since you are so generous, this King will not be stingy with rewards!"

"Someone, bestow the Ghost God Set upon White Impermanence."

Soon.

His subordinates brought up three pieces of equipment: the Ghost God Armor, the Ghost God Helmet, and the Ghost God Boots.

All of them were at the Earth Immortal level.

Their attributes were more than 5 times higher than the mortal-grade items Lin Mo was wearing.

"Wait, my brothers Ox-Head and Horse-Face and I are also willing to offer you two rare compound no. 9s."

"Ah... there's more?"

"But I only have this one extra set of equipment. How about this, three pieces, one for each of you, is that acceptable?"

Ox-Head and Horse-Face and White Impermanence exchanged glances.

Although the reward was reduced by two-thirds, what they received was many times better than what Lin Mo had traded for.

Heh, let Lin Mo try to be clever.

A short-sighted mortal, he simply doesn't know what is valuable and precious in the Underworld.

Mortal eyes are just mortal eyes.

"Ghost King Yanmo, I happen to have 6 more compound no. 9s on me. Can you let me have this set of equipment?"

Lin Mo produced 6 more compound no. 9s.

Ox-Head: ! ! ! ! ! !

Horse-Face: ! ! ! ! ! !

White Impermanence: ! ! ! ! !

White Impermanence: "No, Ghost King Lin, didn't you just swear you didn't have any left? What about these 6?"

"I anticipated this day long ago. There will always be people who need this item, after all, it's the 'Coward's Bane,' and it's my duty to benefit the world, even if I'm struck by five bolts of lightning..."

What the hell?

You're really shameless!

Forget it, he's a newly promoted Ghost King.

Can't afford to offend him.

After Ghost King Yanmo uses up these 6, he'll still come looking for us.

Let's endure it for now... Ghost King Yanmo patted Lin Mo's shoulder.

"What a 'Coward's Bane,' what a benevolent healer!"

"From now on, we're brothers!"

Lin Mo put away the equipment.

The other Ghost Kings looked at Ghost King Yanmo's triumphant expression, and some also wanted to try it.

"Ghost King Lin, is there really none left?"

"Can you spare me one?"

"I also want to try the effect, after all, so many beautiful women die every year and end up in my mansion in the Underworld. I must spread my favors evenly..."

...Lin Mo nodded... "Actually, I still have 600."

...An hour later.

Judge Yanluo ascended to the hall... The Judge's brush in his hand drew a portal in the void... "Go in. Other heroic spirits have already entered to fight. Join them and create new glory for our East..."

Lin Mo nodded.

Just before entering, King Guang of Qin also instructed him.

"You must surpass the generals under the Western Hades!"

At the same time.

Above the Ten Thousand Realms Great Wall... A young girl held a giant peach in her hand.

She took a bite, then tossed it into the air.

She said to another burly man beside her, "Oh, that old geezer King Yama is replenishing our troops?"

The burly man sneered.

"King Guang of Qin, that old geezer, must be making fun of us, sending only one rider."

"Then there's no need to specially guide him. When shall we sally forth from the Great Wall and have a good fight with the Multiverse races!"

"That's hard to say, unless we can capture Hulao Pass, which is controlled by the West."

"Those bastards, I really want to kill them along with the Multiverse races!"

The strong man shook his head.

He gazed at the distant Hulao Pass, his brows tightly furrowed.

He sighed.

"Easier said than done. The East is in decline now, and the Western Hades's momentum is strong. If they return victorious this time, they might even swallow the Eastern Underworld..."

"Otherwise, King Guang of Qin, that old fellow, wouldn't send a tail at the very end, employing a piecemeal tactic."

...[Multiverse Battlefield has opened]

[Multiverse Battlefield: Congratulations on successfully joining]

[Multiverse Battlefield: Your current joining rank is 94646776]

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