C1927 (1/2)

”Netherworld Sentinel.” Ye Qingfeng looked at the order badge in his hand. It felt ice-cold, like it was moist jade and the power of the Netherworld was contained within it. It was as if it contained a terrifying world of abyss, causing his heart to palpitate but at the same time feel a sense of familiarity.

”Bind it.” King Yama solemnly said, ”The Netherworld Sentinel army is considered an elite army under my command, what realm will you be summoning? With your current state, if you don't rely on the source of your fate soul world, summoning ten of them would be barely enough.”

”Ten creation realm experts?”

”You can put it that way. But the Netherworld Warriors under my command are at most at the Creation stage. They can kill the weak with just a few seconds.”

”In addition, when you choose to summon them, when they have completed their mission, remember to be a little ruthless.” In addition, when you choose to summon them, when they have completed their mission, remember to be a little ruthless. This is not good for the development of the Netherworld Sentinel! ”

The corner of Ye Qingfeng's mouth twitched.

”I understand, Yama, thank you.”

”You're welcome. This string of secret mutton skewers is for you, to help your body reach the Creation stage.”

After the King of Hell left, Ye Qingfeng looked at the string of mutton skewers that had once appeared on the barbeque stall without any differences and took a bite.

This bite!

Awesome!

Brutal!

The incomparably pure high level energy overflowed and automatically cleansed his limbs and bones, causing Ye Qingfeng's pores to open all at once. Some of the dregs were removed, and his body was extremely warm, his mental energy multiplied by a hundred times.

”Isn't this way too good!” Just what kind of mutton is being roasted here? ” Ye Qingfeng felt that the spiciness was increasing.