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"Treat your new friends well. I want you to learn everything about their family from them."
"hey-hey."
Tang Hao smiled sinisterly.
When he entered the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, he was taught a severe lesson. Now he had the opportunity to inflict everything he had experienced on other people tenfold or a hundredfold. Tang Hao was so excited that he was shaking.
"Palace Master Xiao, there's no need to ask. I'll tell you everything."
Although they didn't know what Xiao Mu meant by "reception", the seven freshly emerged ghosts knew that it was definitely not a good thing.
Of course they didn't want to implicate their family, but the facts told them that even if they concealed it, they would never be able to hide it from Xiao Mu.
After all, they couldn't get rid of Xiao Mu even if they died, so what else could they do? It would be better to be straightforward and save themselves some suffering.
"After entering the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, you can talk slowly."
You have no say in what price you will pay for offending the Soul Palace. You cannot escape the fate of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.
After the Ten Thousand Souls Banner was put away, there were only six miserable corpses left at the scene besides Xiao Mu.
Xiao Mu swept his soul power over and found several storage soul guides on several people.
After a quick look, there was indeed no artifact among them. But that's right, artifacts are not something that can be found everywhere, it's impossible to just pick one up.
A few small flames popped out from Xiao Mu's fingertips, landed on the corpse, and burned it completely.
After everything was tidied up, Xiao Mu placed the blood-red long sword horizontally in front of him and tapped the blade lightly with his fingertips.
"Why, you don't want to communicate with me?"
Xiao Mu's voice slowly sounded, but there was no one here and no one answered Xiao Mu.
"Are you afraid of me? Or do you think I won't meet your demands?"
This time when he spoke, Xiao Mu's soul power penetrated deep into the long sword, causing it to tremble slightly and a humming sound of the sword was heard, but soon, another sound was mixed in with the humming sound of the sword.
The voice was hoarse and vicissitudes, and was mixed with disbelief and anger.
"So, now you understand there's no point in hiding from me, right?"
When that person used this long sword artifact, Xiao Mu sensed a slight soul fluctuation in the blade.
Moreover, although this soul fluctuation is weak, its quality is relatively high, exceeding the soul quality of ordinary soul masters.
"Who are you? How is it possible that you possess such incredible power?"
Finally, perhaps knowing that he could not hide, a wave emanated from the blade.
"Now I'm asking you about your identity and origins. Tell me everything."
The blade trembled again, as if expressing the dissatisfaction of the broken soul within the blade.
"Do you know who I am? You're just a spirit master, even if you have some tricks..."
It seems that although this soul is broken, it still has a lot of arrogance. Perhaps the people from the seven hidden families were too respectful to him before, which made him unable to face the reality.
Xiao Mu's soul power was like thousands of fine needles, directly penetrating into the blood-red long sword. These fine needles were mixed with traces of black flames.
Buzz~
The blood-red sword trembled violently, and a painful soul roar came from the blade.
"What are you doing? Stop it, stop it right now."
"It seems you still don't know how to talk to me, so just keep on bearing with it."
Xiao Mu specializes in dealing with people who refuse to obey, especially those who are high and mighty like him. Xiao Mu wants to see how long he can hold on.
It turns out that even the souls of gods are not fearless.
"I was wrong, I was wrong, okay? Quick, get this damn thing out of here."
Even a trace of the power of the Void Devouring Flame is enough to make this broken soul suffer.
"Your attitude is still not good. If you can't learn how to speak respectfully to others, then you'll have to learn it slowly."
"I'll learn, but I really can't do it, I..."
I don't know if this soul's memory is too damaged, or if he still can't let go of his pride and is still hesitating.
"Think about how those dead guys communicated with you. You wouldn't forget it, would you?"
The blade was still vibrating, but the sound of the soul within it took a long time to come out.
"Great and almighty God, please revoke the punishment you have imposed on me. I simply cannot bear it any longer."
Xiao Mu: ...
Is this how those old guys usually talk to a remnant of a god? It's a bit disgusting.
Xiao Mu retracted the power of the Void Devouring Flame within the blade and asked again:
"Who are you? Where are you from?"
The long sword became much calmer, but the voice of the soul transmission seemed much weaker.
"I... this servant is a second-level Blood God in the God Realm. I perished in the battle in the God Realm, leaving only my remnant soul parasitizing on the artifact that once was."
"Blood God?"
Xiao Mu only knew a few of the gods in the divine realm. He had never heard of the Blood God, but he was just a second-level god, so it didn't matter whether he knew about him or not.
"I'll send you to another place to warm your soul."
The residual soul of the god still has some value, and he comes from the realm of gods, so perhaps he can be used in the future.
"No, please let me stay in the artifact. I don't need your help..."
In fact, when Xiao Mu used the Ten Thousand Souls Banner before, the Blood God's soul felt the threat and restraint of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.
Even though it wasn't comfortable to be inside the knife, he didn't want to move yet.
But the Blood God had no control over this. The moment the Ten Thousand Souls Banner appeared, his soul was pulled out of the blood-colored sword.
"By the way, what's the name of your knife?"
Xiao Mu asked just before the Blood God's remnant soul was pulled into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.
"Bloodthirsty Demonic Blade."
After saying this, the Blood God's remnant soul completely sank into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and did not hear Xiao Mu's evaluation of the name of the knife.
"It's just an ordinary name, a bit cliché."
Xiao Mu waved the bloodthirsty devil knife a few times and felt its desire for blood.
This desire is not only for the people killed by the knife, but also for the people who use the knife. I think the old guy almost turned into a corpse as soon as he used the bloodthirsty magic knife because the bloodthirsty magic knife sucked away a lot of blood.
"Be honest."
Xiao Mu's hand trembled, and the flames of nothingness engulfed the blade, burning it from the inside out.
This burning did not change the essence of the Bloodthirsty Demonic Blade, but only cleared away all the marks left in the Bloodthirsty Demonic Blade.
After all, Xiao Mu still needs to use it to upgrade the Soul Palace. It would be bad if he modified it randomly and it didn't meet the requirements.
After putting away the bloodthirsty devil knife, Xiao Mu felt a breath approaching rapidly from a distance.
"Which Abyss Emperor has arrived?"
According to the soul feedback, the owner of this breath is not a human but an abyss creature, and his strength is about level 94 or 95. Among the 108 abyss emperors in the abyss plane, his ranking is not too low.
Anyway, since he was already here and had come all the way to the Abyss Plane, and since it was delivered to his doorstep, Xiao Mu accepted it with a smile.
Let this unlucky guy be the first Abyss Emperor to be completely killed.