Chronicles of Celestial Origins

"King Messenger, the leaders of all the ministries in the city have gone to the altar. Do you want to see them?" At this time, Fenghua City Lord Xing Yuan's eyes flashed and he asked for instructions.

Tangning nodded and was about to go to the altar. She remembered that she didn't know how to communicate with undead creatures, so she used her hand as a pen to draw a magic circle and summoned an undead creature.

As the black mist condenses, a ghost will gradually turn into reality. This is an undead creature that he casually dealt with when entering Fenghua City. Since it has not exceeded an hour, it can be summoned from the ritual.

When Nebula on the side saw this scene, the muscles on his stiff face began to tremble again, looking extremely frightened.

The King of Netherworld, who once brought the greatest disaster to the world of the dead, had his signature magical power of resurrecting the dead.

In the long history of the undead world, this method has been regarded as the most evil, cruel and hated representative. There is no more cruel method in the world.

In the common understanding of creatures in the undead world, there is the theory of reincarnation. Undead creatures will not completely disappear after death, but their souls will be reincarnated into the next life.

To resurrect the undead is to imprison the reincarnated soul, and then the soul will be completely dissipated, and there will no longer be a chance for reincarnation.

At this time, seeing this evil and cruel method reappear with its own eyes, many emotions such as fear, shock, disgust, resistance, etc. inevitably appeared in its heart.

Naturally, Tang Ning also discovered something unusual about it, so she moved her mind and controlled the resurrected ghost general and said to it: "Don't worry, I am not the Nether King you are familiar with. Just because I can't talk to you, I need to summon an undead spirit." . As long as you remain loyal to the great god of death, I will not harm you."

"Yes, we must strictly follow the instructions of the Messenger King." Xingyuan responded with a trembling body.

"Take me to your altar!"

The three of them immediately arrived at the black circular altar, which was the place where Fenghua City held major ceremonies. The last time Tangning sneaked into Fenghua City to steal secrets, Xingyuan had presided over the once-in-a-century ceremony here.

Black flags were scattered around the altar, and an undead creature stood under each flagpole.

The three figures fell, and many undead creatures below immediately knelt down, their eyes flashing with light, and they almost shouted in unison: "Greetings to the King of Stars."

Xingyuan waved his hand, and the shouting stopped immediately: "I have sworn to be forever loyal to the Death Lord. From now on, everyone in my clan must obey his orders. Any rebels will be severely punished."

As soon as he said this, he caused a commotion among the undead creatures below.

Although the undead creatures kneeling under the altar did not dare to question Xing Yuan, they all raised questions among themselves, and the noisy voices suddenly became loud.

"Quiet." Xingyuan shouted angrily, and the noisy voice immediately subsided: "This Death Lord is the incarnation of the supreme death god. From now on, not only his own clan, but all living creatures in the world will obey his orders. Dare you disobey? Otherwise, the soul will be annihilated forever.”

"In addition, Lord Death has appointed an envoy to lead this clan. The person beside me is the envoy appointed by Lord Death. Everyone in this clan must obey the orders of the King of Messengers and must not disobey."

After Xingyuan finished speaking, although there was no more noise from the undead creatures below, they all looked very shocked, and everyone looked at each other in shock.

Fenghua City belongs to the Northern Territory and has always been under the jurisdiction of the rulers of the Northern Territory. On this day, the owner suddenly changed, and a Death Lord transformed from the god of death was created. Normal people would definitely not be able to accept it.

Fortunately, Xingyuan still has enough prestige. Although the undead creatures were puzzled, no one dared to question it.

If in the Tianyuan world, a sect leader suddenly proposed to change its banner, it would definitely cause a stir.

The situation in Fenghua City, compared with the Tianyuan Realm sects, is like a certain Class A sect of Qingzhou Xuanmen changing its sect and no longer obeying Taixuan Sect, but seeking refuge in Mubei. This will inevitably lead to internal disagreements and quarrels. It's relatively mild, and may even cause splitting.

But here, aside from some silent commotion, no objections were raised. This is a characteristic of the world of the dead, absolute obedience.

"King Messenger, do you have any orders?" Xingyuan turned around and respectfully asked Tang Ning for instructions.

Tang Ning's mind was moved, and the ghost general on the side responded with a twinkling look: "A statue of the God of Death must be built in the city. It will be more magnificent than all the buildings in the city. On this day every year, a prayer ceremony to the God of Death must be held. In the city Everyone must attend.”

"Also, immediately send people to the various castles to announce the arrival of the Death God. If you are unwilling to obey the Death God, immediately send people to destroy them."

"Yes, I will do as you are told immediately." Xingyuan bowed his head and responded: "King Messenger, can you show your dignity, so that no one with ulterior motives will pretend to be your current appearance in the future and issue orders to this clan."

"You only need to know the Lord Death God. I am just a representative of it and it is insignificant. However, since the Lord Death God has asked me to manage the affairs of the Death World, I can only do it reluctantly. So be it! I will give it to you. A token, when you see this thing from now on, it will be like seeing me.”

Tang Ning turned her hand around and took out the identity token she carried with her in her storage bag. This thing is a common thing in the Tianyuan world. If you don't use your consciousness to check the information left inside, just by looking at the appearance, they all have the same shape.

But this thing should be unique in the world of the dead. Coupled with his identity as a foreigner, these two things are enough to prove it.

Mainly because he didn't want to stay in the world of the dead for a long time. He came here on the order of the girl in white to get something useful for healing her injuries.

Until now, he still didn't know what that thing was. The girl in white only said that it would use the death energy in his body, but she didn't make it clear how it would be used.

Anyway, after this mission is over, he should return to the Tianyuan world.

Although the realm of the dead is vast, the spiritual energy here is too thin and the yin energy is too strong, which is not suitable for him to practice. Even if he relies on his reputation as the messenger of the death god to become king and hegemon here, it doesn't mean much.

After the altar announced the return of the undead god, Tangning immediately came to Longkuyuan, drove away all the undead creatures that originally served Xingyuan, occupied the magpie's nest, and occupied Xingyuan's pagoda.

He sat cross-legged in a room of the pagoda, closed his eyes, and Nascent Soul tried to interact with the dense black light spots in the sea of ​​consciousness.

But the black light spot was still the same as before, showing no reaction.

Tangning originally thought that after the surge and turmoil just now, the original imprint of the Avenue of Death would change, but she was disappointed. No matter how he tried to connect with it, it was like a stone cow entering the sea.

The dense black light spots were motionless. Whenever his Nascent Soul came into contact with those black spots, the black spots immediately disappeared, as if they were just a phantom.

He recalled the moment when the girl in white took action, trying to find the feeling at that time, but he couldn't enter that mysterious and subtle state, and instead he became more and more irritable.

I don't know how long it took, until there was a knock on the door outside, and he came out of his trance, waved his hand and shot out a burst of spiritual power, and the stone door opened without any wind.

Aguda stood outside the door. He came in from the outside and bowed, saying: "Your Majesty, the great god calls you to meet me."

"Okay." Tangning immediately stood up and left the room with him. Only then did she realize that a day had passed.

The two came to the main hall. In the empty hall, the girl in white was as lazy as before, lying on the main seat.

After she left the cliff of Longkuling, no one knew where she went for a whole day. According to Aguda, she had just returned here.

"Lord God of Death, what are your orders to me?" Tang Ning bowed respectfully.

"Xiao Ningzi, I want to rest here for a while. I have to slow down my trip to the Star Outer Abyss."

"Star Beyond the Abyss?" Tangning was slightly stunned, unable to react for a moment: "What is that place?"

"Didn't I say before that I wanted to get something useful for treating my injuries? It's in the outer abyss of the star. It's not actually in the world of the dead, but an independent space connected to the world of the dead."

"Excuse me, Lord Death God, I wonder how long you would like to take a break? I have no other meaning. You know, I am a mortal body, and my lifespan is only a few thousand years, but you have Endless longevity. If it takes too long, can you allow me to return to the Tianyuan world first?" Tang Ning asked softly.

Although the aura of the girl in white is only at the level of the early Mahayana, she has an almost endless lifespan and is already alive and kicking after being sealed in the space of Xingmo Sea for millions of years.

Her concept of time has long surpassed the common secular concept of time. Who knows how long she meant to take a break, it might even be thousands of years.

Tang Ning couldn't afford to spend time with her, so she had to ask clearly.