Chapter 566: The Ferryman

readx;?ā€œ How do you know I can't do it yet?" Ye Chen said confidently, "Since the little beast can absorb the power of destruction, it means that the power of destruction can be absorbed and used for cultivation, but I haven't found a way." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

"Then let me ask you, how do you find a way?" Jingxin said weakly, "No one has cultivated the power of destruction since ancient times, where can you find a way!"

"Who said no? Didn't the little beast absorb it just now? Ye Chen glanced at his eyes and said, "Anyway, it's idle here, it's better to find something to do, so that you can return to the Phantom Dragon Continent as soon as possible, return to the Heavenless Mirror, and rescue your father from Heavenly Court." ā€

"Whatever you want!" Jing Xin knew that he couldn't persuade Ye Chen, so he had to give up, "Anyway, be careful, the Dragon Returning Technique is already so powerful, if you really can't absorb the power of destruction, don't force it." ā€

Ye Chen smiled, nodded and agreed: "I'm not a fool, when have you ever seen me looking for death?"

"Hmph, I've seen a lot!" Jing Xin said angrily, "The last time I was rashly breaking into the Nine Shadows, and rashly stealing the Sansheng Stone, and I also wanted to change my life against the sky to help resurrect that little girl in your Longyu space, isn't it looking for death?"

Ye Chen's old face turned red, and he coughed embarrassedly: "What, this doesn't count ......"

"Then let's talk about the ...... away"

Ye Chen shrunk his neck and simply withdrew the mirror heart into his body, lest he expose his old shortcomings again.

Looking at the sleeping little beast, Ye Chen also received him into the dragon jade space, while he sat in the small world of the Three Thousand Sumeru and watched the destructive power around him in a daze.

Ye Chen had to admit that the power of destruction was indeed very powerful, but fortunately, after all, it was only an ownerless power, without consciousness, and would not take the initiative to attack, otherwise Ye Chen's three thousand Sumeru small world would have been destroyed by the power of destruction a long time ago, and Ye Chen would also die in the power of destruction.

However, this strengthened Ye Chen's idea of subduing the power of destruction, as long as he could refine this powerful power, Ye Chen's strength would increase exponentially! This is like a bucket, a bucket full of gold, a bucket full of silver, the same bucket, but the one with gold is more valuable.

Now that there is gold and a bucket, what Ye Chen has to do is how to put the "priceless gold" of the power of destruction into his bucket.

"Think about it, there will definitely be a way......" Ye Chen squinted his eyes and muttered.

Ye Chen carefully wrapped a mass of destructive power in his palm with his vitality and observed it carefully. Ye Chen could only take in a mass of domain power the size of a fingernail, black, restless in Ye Chen's palm, and trying to break through Ye Chen's vitality restraints, Ye Chen could clearly feel how powerful this small mass of destructive power was, just the size of this fingernail, the power contained in it was probably enough to be comparable to a True Saint Realm fivefold powerhouse with all his strength!

After hesitating for a long time, Ye Chen decided to try to absorb this destructive power first. Although Ye Chen was full of confidence and seemed to act recklessly, in fact, Ye Chen didn't want to die more than anyone else, so absorbing this destructive power was also carefully wrapped in vitality and entered his body.

As soon as the power of destruction entered his body, he immediately became agitated, constantly swimming in Ye Chen's meridians, trying to destroy his meridians.

Fortunately, after all, there was only a little bit, and with Ye Chen's current Nirvana Realm fourfold body, he could still resist it.

Ye Chen tried to refine this small group of destructive power, but this destructive power was incompatible with Ye Chen's vitality, and the two sides also came into contact, and they immediately went toe-for-tat, and they couldn't be cultivated at all.

Ye Chen had no choice but to force that destructive force out of the meridians and recondense it in his palm. After thinking about it for a while, Ye Chen finally decided to change the way, he used his vitality to turn the power of destruction into a thickness like a hair, absorbing it into his body little by little, wanting to refine it.

However, it still ended in failure, the power of destruction was like a reckless man, no matter whether he was strong or weak, as soon as he entered the body, he would immediately "fight" with the vitality in Ye Chen's body, but the final result was that he was forced out of the body by Ye Chen's vitality.

Ye Chen had no choice but to control the vitality in the dantian, not letting them come out, and then absorbing the power of destruction into the meridians again, but the power of destruction was completely out of Ye Chen's control, and after entering Ye Chen's meridians, he just wandered around, constantly impacting Ye Chen's meridians.

Although this could not cause harm to Ye Chen, it still made Ye Chen's breath disordered, so he had to force him out of his body again and condense it in the palm of his hand.

"I still don't believe it!" After failing three times and twice, Ye Chen's stubborn temper also came up, and he secretly decided in his heart that he must find a way to refine the power of destruction.

Fortunately, Ye Chen had time, and what was around him was the power of destruction. Ye Chen simply dug a hole in the ground, casually laid a few prohibitions, and began to retreat and comprehend the power of destruction.

Lethe River is one of the most famous places in the Nine Netherworlds, legend has it that the blood of the ancient dragon is melted, the river is extremely cold, if the ghost wants to pass through the Lethe River, there are only two options, one is to take the Nai He Bridge, but the Nai He Bridge is reincarnated by the ghosts, to pass there, you must first have the permission of the King of Chu Jiang, and you must also pass through the dangerous Huangquan Road, so generally except for the reincarnated ghosts, no one will cross the Nai He Bridge.

The second option is to take a ferry.

But everyone in the prefecture knows that there is a ferry boat on the Lechuan River, and the one who supports the boat is an old man, whose whereabouts are erratic, and he will not wait for the boat passengers in a specific place. If the people of the Nine Netherworld want to get on the boat and cross the river, they can only look at luck, if they are lucky, they can see Lao Suo holding the ferry through after a little while, if they are unlucky, they will not be able to wait for the ferry even if they wait for a lifetime by the Lechuan River.

The Evil Emperor was obviously the former, and he only sat by the river for a while, and then he saw a small boat slowly moving on the sparkling water of the Lechuan River, and there was an old man standing on the small boat, holding a long penny, which was held up for a while.

This is the boat that saved Ye Chen, and the old man on the boat is the captain, the only ferryman on the Lechuan River.

"Captain, captain, I want a boat. The Evil Emperor stood up and beckoned to the captain, his tone was lazy and his voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard all around.

The captain raised his head and glanced at the Evil Emperor, and slowly docked the boat to the shore. At this time, he didn't have the energetic appearance when he was with Ye Chen, his eyes were empty, like a pool of turbid stagnant water.

"Cross the river?" asked the captain, his voice untouched.

"No, the ferryman. The Evil Emperor smiled and said, "A man who has been dead for thousands of years"

"I can't cross it. The captain shook his head slowly, propping up the boat and wanting to leave.

"I'm willing to use my life as a ferry. The Evil Emperor took a deep breath and said softly, "Captain, I beg you." ā€

The captain stiffened, suddenly stopped the ferry, looked back at the evil emperor and sighed, and said softly: "Your Majesty the Human Emperor, why are you obsessed? You know, she has already been gone, where do I go to cross her? After so many years, Your Majesty the Human Emperor should also let go. ā€

The Evil Emperor was silent, clutching the jade gourd in his hand tightly, his knuckles already white.

"Down? huh...... How do you tell me to put it down?" it took a long time for the Evil Emperor to speak, his voice as if it had been filled with sand, and he was extremely hoarse.

"Since you can't cross people, what's the use of asking you to cross the ship! It's better to kill you, I'll cross it myself!" said the evil emperor, suddenly raising the jade gourd in his hand and smashing it at the father.

The captain was just a penny, it seemed to be slow and fast, and in the blink of an eye, it was accurately pointed on the wrist of the evil emperor, and the evil emperor was in pain, and he couldn't help but withdraw his hand.

"Your Majesty the Human Emperor, what if you come to cross by yourself? She doesn't even have a remnant soul left, where do you cross from?"

The Evil Emperor suddenly sat down on the ground as if all his strength had been drained, buried his head in his knees and began to cry. A big man was crying like a child helplessly at this time.

The captain couldn't bear it, and carried the ferry back to the shore.

"Your Majesty, this is not the first time I've told you. The captain said softly, "Everything is determined by heaven, and everything has a fate." Her soul is scattered for the sake of tens of thousands of creatures in the Phantom Dragon Continent, and it is also her own choice...... You let it go as soon as possible. ā€

"The number of fates?hahahaha......" The evil emperor suddenly laughed madly, with tears in his laughter, very desolate, "Qing'er died for the common people, but the way of heaven exists to destroy the common people, this is the number of lives, this is the sky? This is the fate? Why!"

The captain was silent, just sitting quietly at the stern of the boat and watching the evil emperor.

"Heavenly Dao is like this. After a long time, the captain said weakly.

"If the sky is like this, I will go against the sky!" The evil emperor's eyes flashed with a hint of determination, and he stood up suddenly, and his words were not light or heavy, falling like a thunderbolt, shaking the surrounding buzz.

"The Heavenly Dao puppet is already extremely powerful, how can you defy the sky?" looked at the Evil Emperor and shook his head.

"What I have to do, no matter how difficult it is, I will do it!" the Evil Emperor snorted.

The captain sighed, and suddenly changed the topic: "How did you know my identity?"

The Evil Emperor had already returned to normal at this time, and when he heard the prince ask, he smiled and said: "In this Nine Netherworld Mansion, even if it is the Ten Palaces of the Yama King, I can calculate a few points, but I can't figure it out if you don't move the King of the Great Ming." Suddenly there was a ferryman on the Lechuan River who I didn't count the slightest, who else but you?"

The captain was stunned when he heard this, but he didn't say anything.

"I'll go first. The Evil Emperor suddenly stood up and said, "The Son of Measuring Tribulation is still in the Abi Hell, and I will go and watch him so as not to make any mistakes." ā€

After speaking, the Evil Emperor didn't wait for the captain to speak, and directly turned around and walked in the direction of Ah Bi Hell.

"Wait!" Just a few steps out, the captain suddenly stopped the evil emperor.

"Is there anything else wrong with King Daming?" the evil emperor turned around, picked up the jade gourd and poured a sip of wine into his mouth.

"You really can't let her go?" asked the Captain as he looked at the Evil Emperor and seemed to hesitate.

"Your beloved woman died for you, can you let her go?" the Evil Emperor smiled bitterly, and after speaking, he turned and left again.

"She died in the Tribulation, and she may be able to find a glimmer of life in the Tribulation. The captain suddenly said loudly.

The Evil Emperor's footsteps paused, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the captain: "Is this true?"

"Take it from the son of the Calamity. The captain didn't answer the evil emperor's words, but sighed and said, "The ugly words are ahead, but there is a very small chance that she will be brought back to life, but you have to bear great danger, is this okay?"

"As long as there is even the slightest hope, I will not let it go!" said the Evil Emperor without hesitation, "Tell me, what should I do?"

"When the tribulation begins, come to Jiuyou to find me again, and I will naturally tell you. The captain left a word, and then carried the boat away.