Chapter 1189 Ten Gods

Fengdu is also known as Youdu and Ghost Kingdom Kyoto. It is a deep dimension that is different from ordinary secret realms.

There is a subtle gap between the laws there and the physical world, and ordinary creatures cannot survive there at all. Therefore, an ecological system dominated by ethereal creatures has evolved, which is completely different from the Yang world.

Although [Fengdu] was included in the territory thousands of years ago, due to the different living environment, it has always been under the rule of Jisi. The emperors of the past dynasties canonized the Ten Palaces of Hell to act on behalf of the will of [China].

As long as the turmoil in the ghost country does not spread to the material world, they will generally not intervene easily.

And this time Ling Xiyi was sent directly to suppress the ghost king's rebellion, was it because her authority just restrained them?

Or... is there some deeper reason?

A subtle feeling arose in the dark, and Li Rui thought about it carefully, but it felt like seeing flowers in the fog, unable to see the obscure cause and effect path.

But just as he was deep in thought, a bright spiritual light lit up on the rune altar.

The roaring energy tide formed circles of wave ripples, reversed and converged, connecting the void to form a magnificent colorful light pillar.

An aura particle penetrated the dimensional barrier, ejected from the deep void, and instantly expanded into a humanoid outline.

"Xiyi? Why are you back so soon?"

After not seeing each other for a long time, Li Rui stared at Ling Xiyi, whose brows were full of fatigue, and rubbed her head comfortingly.

"After receiving your summons, I sped up the progress a little."

Ling Xiyi raised the corners of her mouth slightly and narrowed her eyes in enjoyment.

"Can suppressing the Ghost King speed up the progress?"

"Well, if you can't solve the problem, then solve the person who raised the "problem"... No, the ghost who raised the "problem" will be solved naturally."

The cold voice was still as calm as water, but everyone heard a hint of solemnity and desolation in it, and couldn't help but look slightly sideways.

After imagining the scene of Ling Xiyi unfolding her own netherworld realm and falling from the sky, everyone had a deeper understanding of the profound Chinese idioms.

Good guy, you have solved the problem (physics) in a real sense...

"Well, thank you for your hard work. Please rest for a while."

Seeing the unconcealable tiredness in her eyes, Li Rui smiled and nodded. He waved his big hand gently, and ten illusory translucent thrones appeared in the altar.

Amid everyone's curious and surprised gazes, Li Rui gently held Ling Xiyi's waist and hugged her to one of the majestic thrones made of purple and black, like ice crystals.

When her body came into contact with the illusory seat, Ling Xiyi's eyes suddenly condensed. The throne evaporated into substantial evil flames, and countless purple-black dotted lines visible to the naked eye spread toward the sky and the earth, like roots piercing the void.

The crystal throne is wrapped in the hesitating golden purple flames. Ling Xiyi's eyes, which are sitting on it, turn into the abyss of the netherworld. Everyone who looks at it seems to be able to glimpse the truth at the bottom of the world!

The throne embedded in the void slowly rose to the sky, as if a god was looking down at the mortal world from the clouds. Even teammates whose souls were connected felt heavy pressure in the cold and boundless invisible sight.

"Captain, what is that?"

Luo Li slowly walked to Li Rui and stood side by side with him, her excited eyes wandering between the sky and the remaining thrones.

In the dark, her eyes were involuntarily attracted to a dark red throne with sharp edges and a bloody aura!

"That is our throne, the embodiment of our person and divinity."

After explaining a few words with a chuckle, Li Rui changed the subject without leaving any trace and guided her to his seat.

"Try to get up a few steps."

In his encouraging smile, Luo Li seemed to understand something. She took a deep breath and slowly lifted her toes onto the tall throne.

When she came to it, Luo Li discovered that the throne was more majestic than what she had seen from a distance.

The back of the chair alone is more than four meters high, and all kinds of ferocious and sharp decorations are raised high into the sky, as if even time and space are being pierced!

More importantly, it is not located directly on the ground, but suspended in mid-air several meters high.

The majestic aura suppressed the heaven and earth. The distance could be covered in one step, but Luo Li used all her strength to reach her tiptoe.

Buzz~

The red steps turned from empty to solid under her feet, and the solid surface seemed to be rippled by flowing blood. After taking a few breaths, Luo Li gathered enough strength to take the second step.

Buzz~

Buzz~

Buzz~

Seeing her approaching his throne step by step, Li Rui stared at her back gently with a smile in his eyes.

However, the next moment, his smile suddenly froze, and a flash of cyan light flashed from his peripheral vision, and he instantly rushed to another throne.

"Rua~The fierce snake climbs the tree~"

The colorful stairs disappeared in a flash, the excited little butt twisted out of the afterimage, and the slender snake tail was like a high-frequency oscillating wave, causing a sharp buzz in the air.

Curling up on the large throne, Zhao Youxuan's excited eyes gradually lost focus and slowly became cold and hollow.

The five-color divine light bloomed from the warm jade-like seat, ignoring the constraints of gravity, and slowly rose to the sky, complementing Ling Xiyi's purple-black throne.

Affected by Zhao Youxuan, Luo Li almost couldn't breathe. She tried her best to steady her steps and gritted her teeth as she watched her rise to the sky!

Obviously, it was so easy to see Ling Xiyi sitting on it, but when she got really close to it, she realized that every step was an appraisal of her own soul and will, and also a symbol of her own personality!

Stepping on the authentic red steps, Luo Li looked up at the throne just around the corner, with deep reluctance in her eyes.

Although it seemed that she was very close, in fact she knew clearly that there was still an unimaginable gap between herself and the supreme position.

Feeling relieved, the steps under her feet slowly disappeared. Luo Li was like a feather gently touching the ground, and a familiar touch suddenly came from above her head.

The sadness in her heart slowly disappeared, her blue eyes narrowed slightly in comfort, Luo Li's mood improved, she turned around and hugged Li Rui's skillful steps and opened her mouth.

"ang mua~"

"Hey, why do you like to bite people when you have nothing to do?"

"Ouch mua~"

"You're still excited, aren't you?"

"Angmu~"

After a few seconds, Li Rui's neck was covered with deep and shallow teeth marks and saliva, and he finally managed to pull off the vicious dog that was wrapped around him like an octopus.

Turning back to meet the fiery gazes of his other teammates, Li Rui wiped the saliva from his neck and nodded with a smile.

"Go and give it a try and feel the gap between yourself and your goals."

No need for words, and following the spiritual guidance, everyone accurately found their own throne and took steps with pious and firm faith.

Unfortunately, except for the two natural gods, Ling Xiyi and Zhao Youxuan, the status of the rest of them is at most the same as the Neng level. Once they step on the fourth or fifth level, they can no longer advance.

Among them, the thrones of the two sisters of Ketavia are so illusory that they only have a hazy outline, wrapped in a dense aura.