The four people arranged by the evil platform left the Imperial Tower with Han Xing. In the Imperial Tower, the evil [***] looked at the empty Imperial Tower, his fists clenched together with a serious hint of malice.

"It's a pity, if I hadn't been planted with that spell, I wouldn't have been able to break the contract within two years, how could I have let you go, with you in hand, I would have a better chance of winning against Wang Xia! But it doesn't matter, even if you enter that reincarnation, I can also make your life worse than death. Hmph, Wang Xia...... What would you do if you knew she had become like that...... Hahaha...... "A gloomy and extreme laughter wafted from the imperial tower...... All this happening in the outside world could not affect Wang Xia in retreat, and this time Wang Xia's retreat lasted for half a year, which was the longest retreat Wang Xia had since he cultivated. Even when he was forced to cultivate by Min Xingwen in the Baicao Hall, Wang Xia woke up in half a month at most every time he cultivated.

When Wang Xia opened his eyes again, Wang Xia found that he had a layer of greasy attached to his body. When he saw this greasy, a slight smile appeared on Wang Xia's face.

"It seems that the real me should have reached the stage of eighth-order rebirth!" When Wang Xia saw all this, he understood that he should have completed the transformation like Sha Xing in the Covered Sea City. But because Wang Xia himself was in the underworld, there was no wind and thunder tribulation.

Wang Xia looked at it for a while, and at this time, there was still chaos in his sea of qi, and he couldn't see the reality and the void. But being able to reach this realm in such a short period of time was something that Wang Xia didn't dare to think about in the past.

"At this rate, I may have a chance to reach the peak of the ninth order within ten years!" Wang Xia calculated slightly, with his current state, if he was willing to retreat for a long time, then it would still be possible to reach the peak of the ninth order within ten years.

"When I reach the peak of the ninth order, I will return to the human world, while the old locust tree is still there, I have to hurry up and go to the human world to do what I need to do, otherwise once the old locust tree is gone, I am afraid that this blood domain will no longer be peaceful!" Wang Xia knew that the current blood domain could be peaceful entirely because of the suppression of the old locust tree, once the old locust tree was broken into the void, then the blood domain and the ghost clan would definitely have a battle.

"Pick up Xing'er, and then go into a long retreat before returning to the human world...... I don't know if I can cross the cold sea with my strength at the peak of the ninth order......" Wang Xia thought and already stood up. Wang Xia didn't have any doubts when he handed over Han Xing to Ghost Venerable, but now Wang Xia doesn't think so.

Compared to the Ghost Emperor, the smiling tiger of the Ghost Venerable is the real terrible guy. And now that Han Xing is in the hands of the other party, of course it is impossible for the other party to move Wang Xia within the two-year contract. This smiling tiger has always shown the appearance of a gentleman. And since he wants to be a gentleman, no matter how good he is, he has to behave like a gentleman, and now he comes to ask for someone, and there is no reason for him not to give it.

Walking out of the Heavenly Palace, Wang Xia glanced at the statue in front of the Heavenly Palace, the statue that was a thousand meters tall was already half completed at this time. It can be seen that the craftsman who carved this statue must have carved very finely, and it is precisely because of this that the process of this statue is so slow.

The statue at this time can already be roughly seen in the wheel or. This statue is carved by Wang Xia, the appearance of the statue is Wang Xia standing there with his head held high, his hands hugging the sky, and between the hands of the statue, it happens to be where Wang Xia's holy wheel is, Wang Xia feels that once this statue is completely completed, I am afraid it will be very shocking.

Temporarily put down the matter of the statue, Wang Xia looked at the Jinshui Pavilion, the Jinshui Pavilion was still extremely lively, the surroundings of the Jinshui Pavilion had been surrounded by water, and three days later, the old locust tree was turned into the next sermon, and countless demon cultivators who didn't know how long they had been lining up all showed excited expressions when they felt that it was about to be their turn.

"I'd better go alone!" Looking at the excited expressions of the demon cultivators, Wang Xia couldn't bear to take away the old locust tree to disappoint them, and finally decided to go by himself. He glanced at the pure spirit who had always followed him. In the past six months, the Pure Spirit has undergone tremendous changes. His original cyan skin had changed to the color of a normal person, but his hair was still blue, and his long fangs had not faded.

"Pure Spirit, thank you for guarding me for half a year, this drop of holy blood is for you!" Wang Xia flicked his fingers, and a drop of golden blood flew out from between him, and this blood flew directly into the eyebrows of the pure spirit, and then merged into the eyebrows of the pure spirit.

"I'm going to go out, this holy blood has a strong purifying effect on you, you will stay in this heavenly palace and cultivate, and when I come back, you should have a new achievement." After saying this, Wang Xia waved his hand, and the pure spirit was thrown into the heavenly palace.

Glancing at the blood domain that had been put together, Wang Xia smiled slightly and got up and flew in the direction of the Ghost Venerable Imperial City...... No one knew about Wang Xia's departure, because this time Wang Xia did not inform everyone. And the entire blood domain has already embarked on the right path at this time, whether Wang Xia is there or not, it will not affect the stability and harmony of the blood domain.

Stepping through the air, Wang Xia enjoyed the oncoming wind, once upon a time he could only rely on the wings of light to fly, but now he can step through the void. This kind of growth took Wang Xia less than ten years.

"Alas...... It's a pity to think about it, the things recorded in the Great Prophecy Technique are also very useful!But now that everything in the Great Prophecy Technique has turned into Holy Flame, I wonder if the Resurrection Technique can still be used?"

Today's Shengyan, whether it is healing or dispersing Wang Xia, knows that it is extremely powerful. Only the resurrection technique Wang Xia didn't know how to use it. Wang Xia also used those gestures to try if the resurrection technique was available, but Wang Xia found that no matter how precise his gestures were, he could not open the wings of light for himself, and he could not let the resurrection technique be swayed.

"What secrets should be hidden in the resurrection technique, I'm afraid I need to figure it out a little bit if I want to understand this. "Wang Xia knows that the resurrection technique is definitely a relatively high-end secret in the Great Prophecy Technique, as for the highest-end secret, Wang Xia can't make a fuss, but Wang Xia knows that it should be related to the chaos in his own sea of qi.

Temporarily put all this down, Wang Xia didn't put too much pressure on himself, he just flew slowly in the air, and encountered some more interesting scenery along the way Wang Xia would even stop to watch, it was with this kind of freewheeling mood that Wang Xia found along the way that even the underworld had a lot of intoxicating surprises.

"This should be a tributary of the River of Reincarnation!" Looking at the crystal clear water, Wang Xia did not touch the river with his body stupidly. The River of Reincarnation is the most mysterious existence in the entire underworld. The river has the power to absorb all souls. Even if it is a tributary, if you rashly touch it, it may hurt Wang Xia's soul.

"A river that controls the cycle of life and death, I really don't understand how many secrets are hidden in this world!" Wang Xia looked at the tributaries of the river of reincarnation in front of him, and he found that the more he learned about this world, the more he realized that he was more and more unfamiliar with this world.

"Is there an underworld in the world I was in before?Does the Ten Halls of Yama really exist?Is there a Heavenly Court?Is there an eighteen layers of hell?" These flashed through Wang Xia's mind, but Wang Xia knew very well that it was all in the past, he couldn't go back, and he was no longer a person in that world.

"A dream came to this world...... Wang Xia thought that he had come here inexplicably, and he was speechless for a while. At this time, he had a peculiar thought in his heart.

Is the current self living in a dream that he weaves, or is the former self living in a dream? I'm afraid that no one can really answer Wang Xia's question.

This may seem like an easy question, but it's actually very difficult. If the world was fake, then why is everything so real? If the world was real, are you living in a dream now?

"If in a dream, Lao Tzu should be omnipotent! If it is in a dream, let Lao Tzu fly to the upper realm now!" Wang Xia used a speechless way to test whether this was a dream or not, and the answer he got was -- this is reality...... "Whatever he does! Where to live is not alive! The key is to live worthy of conscience!" Looking up at the distance, Wang Xia's eyes can already see the existence of the Ghost Venerable Imperial City, and the towering imperial tower seems to show the authority of the Ghost Venerable.

Smiling slightly, Wang Xia walked slowly forward, although Wang Xia's every step seemed to be slow, but at this time, if someone was watching from the side, they would find that Wang Xia had a feeling of shrinking into inches every step he took. A small step, in fact, is already a kilometer away...... This is actually not really shrinking into inches, Wang Xia has never learned this kind of thing, at this time he is just using his own strength to constantly fold the space together, so that in the eyes of others, the space of a thousand meters is actually only a small step in the eyes of Wang Xia.

About ten minutes later, Wang Xia appeared in front of the Ghost Venerable Imperial City. Without the existence of the demon clan, the Ghost Venerable Imperial City did not seem to have changed much. There were still countless ghost cultivators lining up in front of the city gate, and every ghost cultivator who entered the city took out a small black stone from their bodies.

Wang Xia knew that the small stone here was called a ghost stone, which could produce a large amount of dead qi, and it could be regarded as a kind of spirit stone in this underworld. Stretching out his hand to the little ghost cultivator in front of him who seemed to be cultivating at the seventh or eighth level, the little ghost cultivator seemed to be frozen by time, Wang Xia slowly walked in front of the little ghost cultivator, and took out a ghost stone on the little ghost cultivator as his own entry fee.

"I can't take your things for nothing, I'll give you this!" Wang Xia put a purple jade beetle on this little ghost cultivator's body, and then entered the queue in front of him with a smile.

And as Wang Xia finished all this, the little ghost Xiu also woke up, and the first thing he saw after waking up was the purple jade beetle on his body, and when he saw this beetle, the little ghost Xiu suddenly shouted loudly: "I sent it! This is the purple jade beetle! God, I actually got the purple jade beetle...... Hahahaha......"

(To be continued)