readx;? Looking at Musar, who was closely following behind him, fearing that he would escape, Mark smiled coldly, and his heart was exhausted from the goodwill towards the Ghost Clan brought to him by Youquan. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info This is obviously a prelude to planning to unload the mill and kill the donkey!

The reason why he is polite to him now is only because he still has a use value, and once he loses his use value, Mark can't imagine what will happen.

He has just been promoted to the world master, and he doesn't know enough about many things in the world master, how binding is this soul oath, and what loopholes can be exploited by him. At this time, if he still believed that these ghosts were kind, then he was too naïve.

But ——, want to trap me, you're still tender!

The corners of Mark's mouth pursed slightly, and he didn't think much about it, and began to concentrate on cracking the various formations outside the treasury.

Soon half a month has passed, Mark still has no news, in the past half a month, the entire forging city has been almost tossed, the city guards who are loyal to the fierce soul clan, as well as various private armed forces, are all over the field outside the imperial city, sending countless soul crystals in vain, and they can't attack the imperial city for half a step.

And the rest of the creatures saw that the invaders were just holding the imperial city, and they didn't have any intention of taking down the entire forging city, and at this time, many people's minds began to come alive.

A city that has lost its restraints, a place where the invincible image of the Fierce Spirit Clan for countless years has disappeared in a short period of time. All sorts of ugly things began to happen all over the city, more and more, and more and more intense. It's like the end times.

Those who sensed some signs began to find a way to escape the city, and some people of strength and caution began to huddle together, attack each other, and set up spheres of influence.

So the forging city began to reshuffle in a short period of time, the strong are respected, no longer care what race you are, and the deformed and simple order soon spread out and spread in the city.

In the west of the city, in a huge mountain villa, a force is rising, the leader of this force is called Lei Feike, which is also one of the few forces in the forging city, large and small, led by the fierce soul clan.

If Mark was here, he would be surprised to find that this Levik didn't know when he had been promoted to the third level of the Murder Spirit, and beside him, Miss El was gently leaning into his arms:

"Refek, you now have the best exercises and sufficient resources, you will definitely be able to soar into the sky in this catastrophe, and no one will be able to stop your rise!"

After another ten days, the doors of the treasury were finally opened. Looking at the suffocating amount of resources inside, everyone's eyes, including the Holy Soul, turned red.

The frenzied plundering began, and it took five full days, and finally it was enough to fill the thirty or so Sumeru worlds before they could sort and clean up this huge amount of supplies.

Mark watched the whole time, and this time he didn't take any of them. And the Holy Soul did not speak, let alone take the initiative to give him two percent according to the original agreement. Thinking about it, at this time, if he wanted the Holy Soul to take out two percent of the materials, it would be like killing him.

"I don't know if you have noticed, although there are many materials in this treasury, there are very few materials that belong to the world domination level, and they do not fill half of the Sumeru world. Kavien wondered.

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"Hmph-" Mark sneered on the side, "Good things are naturally hidden in the private treasury of the Supreme Emperor, how can they be placed in the treasury?"

"Yes!" Iskar clapped his hands, "but I don't know where the treasure house of the Supreme Emperor is!"

As he spoke, his gaze turned to Mark: "You have a lot of experience, since you say so, have you made any discoveries?"

Mark coldly raised his head and looked at the ceiling: "Even if I find out, I won't tell you!"

"Why?" Iska stepped forward, faintly blocking the direction of the treasury exit.

"After a month of hard work, I didn't get anything at all, how can you let me help you?!" Mark said coldly.

"Oh, Brother Mark is angry?" the Holy Soul smiled indifferently, and with one look, all but one of the nine Ghost Clan World Masters surrounded him except for one who was on guard outside.

"I'm afraid there's no way back for you now. Brother Mark, I advise you to cooperate obediently, and when the door of the treasure house is opened, we can still let you live, otherwise——, even if we lose one person, it will be worth it for so many supplies on you!" Kavien began.

"You-" Mark's face changed drastically, looking at the nine ghosts who had surrounded him, and he didn't dare to act rashly for a while.

"How about it, Brother Mark, we can't escape without you, I really don't want to do anything to you, think about it, I'll give you a minute!"

After the Holy Soul finished speaking, his eyes were staring at Mark, and he suddenly had a feeling that the Mark in front of him seemed to be a little wrong, but both his appearance and breath were normal, and he couldn't see anything wrong.

Time passed little by little, and Mark was soon sweating profusely. Finally, when the last second was about to come, he gritted his teeth and said coldly:

"You've won! Holy Soul!"

"Haha-haha-ha-" The Holy Spirit raised his head and laughed a few times, "So, now can we tell me where the treasure house of the Infinite Emperor is?"

Mark stared at the Holy Spirit with wide eyes in anger, gritted his teeth and confronted each other for a long time, before finally exhaling heavily, pointing to a wall in the treasure house and saying:

"Right there!"

"Where?" everyone shook in unison, "in the treasury?"

"That's right!" Mark nodded, came to this wall that seemed to be not the slightest wrong, and with a flick of his hand, more than a dozen formation bases were scattered by him, and after landing on this silver shining wall, a dark hole soon appeared in the middle of the wall, the size of a person to fit in.

"It's really true!" The Holy Soul's face was shocked, and he glanced at Mark again, and his heart suddenly had a higher assessment of the formation level of this person in front of him. Thought:

"If this person is willing to be used by my ghost clan, it is not impossible to give him a high position!"

"Shall we go in now, then?" said Iska with an agitated expression, as he came to the entrance of the cave and looked inside.

"Wait!" Kavien hurriedly stopped him, "It's pitch black inside, you can't see anything, and the soul power is swept in and bounced out, so you can't easily enter!"

Saying that, Kavian's gaze glanced at Mark: "If you want to enter, he will be advanced!"

Mark didn't seem to hear Kavian's words, and looked at it solemnly for a moment, then shook his head:

"It's a lot harder than I thought, and it will take me at least a year to crack this first level!"

"One year?!" the Holy Spirit repeated, his brows furrowed slightly, "This first level will take a year, so what about after that?"

"Why don't you come?" Mark gave up his place and said proudly, "I can warn you, even if you go in now, you will definitely die!"

The Holy Soul looked at the dark hole in front of him with a complicated expression, and fell into deep thought.

"In your experience, how many levels will there be in this treasure trove?" asked Kavien suddenly.

"At least three! If you want to open this treasure house, it will take ten years at the earliest!" Mark said cautiously.

"Ten years! What should I do, prince?"

"Boy, you're not going to fool us, are you? I tell you, don't think about delaying time! You won't be able to run away until the Inorganic Emperor returns!

"In the past ten years, I have not rested day and night. Also, I can tell you, as soon as this treasure house is opened, you will let me go! I want you to unite and take a second soul oath about this! If one of them does something to me, everyone else will die with them!"

Hearing Mark's words, all the surrounding ghosts were shocked, and Iskar stepped forward, pointed at Mark's nose and said angrily:

"Boy, you're looking for death!"

"Hmph, I won't do it if I don't swear this soul oath!" Mark didn't show weakness, and this time he also let go.

The two sides were tense for several minutes before the faint voice of the Holy Soul appeared:

"Courage! I agreed to your request!"

"Prince, how can you—how can you make such a vicious soul oath?" said Iskar hurriedly.

"Hmph, as long as we open the treasure house of this Infinite Emperor, what are the only substances on this kid's body? Just let him go, you know, what is the real reason why we have been suppressed by the Fierce Spirit Clan?"

Saying that the Holy Soul was hit here, he paused, and his voice suddenly rose and said:

"It's because the Fierce Spirit Clan has a cosmic overlord, and we don't!"

Speaking of this, the Holy Spirit looked at the others again, and pointed to the dark entrance in front of him:

"There is a secret to advancing to the Universe Overlord, we have four sixth-level peaks here, and we have not been able to advance an inch for countless years, but there is no way to advance to the Universe Overlord, you say, is this treasure house important, or is it just some material importance on him?"

Looking at the sudden appearance of this group of subordinates, the Holy Soul couldn't help but feel a little proud, looked at Mark and said:

"If he doesn't ask us to take this soul oath, I really can't believe him, but now that he is so demanding, and even threatens us with his life, it means that he is real, in that case, what does it matter if I agree?"

As soon as he spoke, all the ghosts present were silent, so that Mark couldn't help but want to give a thumbs up. This holy soul is worthy of being the prince of the ghost clan, and his vision is not ordinary. It's a lot safer to trade with such smart people!

Next, at the insistence of the Holy Soul, the ten Ghost Clan World Masters who came together all jointly swore a soul oath, and after watching them take the soul oath, Mark stopped being verbose and began to crack the formation at the entrance of the treasure house.

Speaking of which, it didn't take him ten years, and now that he had improved to another level of formation skills, he had already entered the threshold of a fourth-level peak formation master. Three years at most is enough.

This is a formation that has reached level five in front of him, although it does not need to be understood so thoroughly, but Mark does not plan to do it so quickly, but learns while cracking it in a good way. He didn't have a good impression of these discredited ghosts. (To be continued.) )