Chapter Eight Hundred and Sixty Two – Base Shen Power (1/2)

Chapter Eight Hundred and Sixty Two – Base Shen Power

“In terms of accumulated wealth, the Yin Tomb Guards could not compete with the other factions, but when it came todeath energy and nether materials none were greater than the Yin Tomb Guards.” Hei Wu’s dark voice was filled with temptation.

“Elder … …” Lan Bing couldn’t help but call. At this time, an extremely dark and cold presence rolled over her and she found to her shock that she was unable to speak.

Zuo Mo did not pay attention to Lan Bing. He did not care who he did business with. What he cared about was healing his body as quickly as possible and awakening everyone.

The death energy pools were very attractive to Zuo Mo.

“Fifty high quality pieces of Nether Ghost Yin Heavy Wood,” Zuo Mo did not hesitate and said directly, “Tomb Ghost Bone Crystal, Rotten Life Wood, Yellow Springs Lotus, they all work but they have to be of similarly high level.”

The black-robed zombie said, “Alright!”

Lan Bing had an expression of anger. Her eyes were wide and her face flushed red as she stared at Zuo Mo but she could not make a sound.

Zuo Mo did not spare her any attention. He had no relationship to the Northern Plains Ice Mansion, the two were just doing business. Zuo Mo did not care who he did business with. What he cared about was repairing his body. In comparison, Zhu Nan Yue was much calmer. Her dispiritedness had been swept away and she recovered her calm.

This girl was pretty good!

A bit like Tang Fei!

Tang Fei was also a person that did not admit defeat like this!

When he thought of this, Zuo Mo couldn’t help but wander into his thoughts. He wondered how Mo Cloud Sea was. The Nether Realm was closed down tightly and there was not much information on the outside world.

Suddenly, Gu Wu Shuang asked, “Is Grandmaster willing to sell this chariot?”

Zuo Mo shook his head. “Apologies, not for sale.”

It did not take much effort to forge this chariot, but he did not want any of the shen formations on the chariot to leak out.

Gu Wu Shuang laughed. It was the first time Zuo Mo saw a skeleton laughing eerily in front of him.

Zuo Mo did not want to waste time. “Since the negotiation has concluded, let’s go.”

He then said to Old Man Wu. “Have everyone prepare.”

Old Man Wu seemed to wake up from a dream and hurriedly nodded. “Yes!” He went to organize the group as he lamented inside, the world changed too quickly! Just now, they had been fighting to the death to the Yin Tomb Guards and now they were working together.

Lan Bing opened her mouth and was about to speak when Zhu Nan Yue pulled her and indicated for her not to. In front of absolute power, speech was never as effective as fists. Unless the Nether Lord arrived with a group of experts at this time, anything said was meaningless.

The black-robed zombie admired Zuo Mo’s briskness. He said expressionlessly, “Good.”

“Boss, should we kill them?” Bu Ru Mia’s voice came from behind the thick cloth wrappings in an unusually muffled manner.

Zhu Nan Yue’s eyes widened. She did not fall back. She gripped the large black in her hand like a panther about to pounce. Lan Bing also displayed great fighting spirit.

The black-robed zombie said woodenly, “Let’s go!”

Then the group was covered in smoke.

When the smoke cleared, the Yin Tomb Guards and Zuo Mo’s group had disappeared.

Zuo Mo opened his eyes. He finally had absorbed all of the Nether Ghost Yin Heavy Wood he had. His body had been repaired to the eleventh level, and was almost one-third recovered. Zuo Mo was content was this level of progress.

Rising, he looked at the dark sky outside.

The sun would never appear in the sky above the Ten Thousand Tombs of the Netherworld. This place was filled with death energy and there was not one hint of green to be seen. There were bleached bones everywhere, the rivers were as black as ink. There were countless tombs which covered every visible mountain.

Qing Xiao did not like this place. He liked places that were sunny and bright. The Wu Clan members did not like this place. The nether energy here was filled with the flavor of death.

Zuo Mo liked this place a lot because he found that the death energy here was very useful to Wei Sheng and the others.

He walked out of the room.

Qing Xiao was teaching the Wu Clan members how to cultivate. The Yin Tomb Guards were very polite towards them and fulfilled all their needs. The Yin Tomb Guards, on average, had better temperments than Tuoba Yu and this made everyone feel much better.

Zuo Mo did not disturb Qing Xiao. He walked towards the neighbouring yard along the corridor. In the yard, five little pools roiled with grey mist. These were the death energy pools.

The five coffins were laid out in the death energy pool. It was possible to see grey mist burrow into the coffins at a visible rate.

These five coffins were not ordinary. Zuo Mo had made them of a wondrous tree that grew in the eye of shen spring he had stumbled upon in the endless void. Zuo Mo had never seen something with so much vitality. When he saw it, he immediately decided to turn it into coffins. The benefits of everyone being nourished by such strong vitality did not need to be stated.

But in the process of making the coffins, Zuo Mo encountered great difficulties. This tree was unusually hard and it was also difficult to cut. Another unexpected quality was that its regeneration ability was unimaginable. All the wounds on the tree trunk would heal in almost an instant. While cutting the tree and before he managed to withdraw his blade, a flying sword forged from flowing gold sand had been sucked in by the tree.

Zuo Mo tried all kinds of methods. In the end, he used flame knives formed from sun shen fire to slowly carve away. The process had been as slow as a snail.

To make these five coffins, Zuo Mo had spent a whole year.

With Zuo Mo’s present skill, he wouldn’t need one year to even forge a shen device. The strength of the wood could be seen from this. The shen tree had vitality so thick it almost crystallized. Through the shen formations, it constantly nourished the bodies of Eldest Shixiong, A Gui and the others.

Everyone’s recovery relied on the shen wood coffins.

When Zuo Mo heard the Yin Tomb Ghost Lord speak of the death energy pools, his attention was attracted. The Nether Ghost Yin Heavy Wood had given him inspiration. The vitality formed from thick death energy was pure.

The Yin Tomb Ghost Lord and the others knew Zuo Mo’s thoughts so they specifically arranged for a yard with death energy pools.