Emperor of Death

Chapter 1133 The Truth
The news that countless aliens were going to kill Yechen spread wildly throughout the Valkyrie space, and many people were talking about it, discussing the chance of Yechen surviving.

"Yechen was imprisoned in a secret realm, and the exit was guarded by martial arts masters. Unless he hid in it for the rest of his life, he would die if he came out!" someone analyzed.

Someone else issued a notice saying: "Countless alien races have already headed towards the secret realm, and they have brought talismans and magic weapons bestowed by their elders, and countless emperors have come out of retreat, threatening to use Yechen's head to become famous, There are even a lot of genius emperors who started to gamble to see who can take Yechen's head first. Those people are not only talented, but also have one foot into Wu Zun, and have the combat power to fight against Wu Zun. Under such circumstances, the possibility of Yechen surviving is too small."

"The Empire of Death should save Yechen, otherwise a genius will perish."

"Help, how can I save it? It's a foreign race's territory, and we know that there is Yechen inside. The opponent's masters are not vegetarians. We have Emperor Wu, and they also have Emperor Wu."

When people were talking about this matter, Yechen in the secret realm was a little distressed. The place he entered was a boundless grassland, with no mountains, no trees, only green grass.

Yechen didn't even know how to tell the direction.

"No wonder, Lanyue's friend also searched for half a month in this secret realm before finding that zombie. It's really hard to find in this kind of place." Ye Chen murmured.

Yechen's only advantage is that his speed is much faster than those of the original Wu Zong, but his disadvantage is also very obvious. He is very unfamiliar with this place, and he doesn't know where to start.

"Let's go deep first!" Ye Chen could only do so.

However, before diving into the depths...

Ye Chen turned his head, cast his eyes on Wen He, and showed him a gentle smile.

When Wen He looked into this smile, he subconsciously felt a tremor in his heart, and couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

"You, what are you doing, Yechen, I'm the son of the Wen family, a fifth-rank official of the empire!" Wen He said in a trembling voice.

"Ha ha!" Ye Chen smiled and said, "Tell me, what is Wen Chuan looking for here!"

"We are just here to find Xiong Ren. Only Xiao Chuan knows the specifics." Wen He said, "We are only responsible for accompanying him."

"Okay, very good!" Yechen nodded, and then struck Wen He's body several times in succession.

"You, what are you?" Wen He's voice trembled as if remembering something terrible.

Ye Chen smiled easily and said: "It seems that you recognized it. You are indeed a fifth-rank official. You are not mistaken. These are the Eighteen Palms of Purgatory."

Wen He's pupils suddenly widened.

As a member of the Wen family, he was fortunate enough to have come into contact with those execution masters of the ghost guards, trying to see if he could endure the torment of the eighteen palms of purgatory, and also used this to exercise his willpower, but in the end it failed. Under the palm of his hand, he would rather die than live. He doesn't want any experience or will. He only wants to end this severe pain.

Thinking about it now, Wen He still has lingering fears.

"Yechen, I'm serious, I don't know anything, I swear to God." Wen He said loudly.

Yechen smiled: "It's useless to swear to the sky, unless you swear to your God of the Underworld!"

"Pluto!" A trace of fear appeared on Wen He's face, and then he reacted, and said quickly, "What Pluto?"

"Pretend to be stupid?" Yechen smiled, "Then you can enjoy it slowly."

"No!" Wen He roared hysterically, "Yechen, I really don't know, please let me go, I will be grateful to you in the future."

Yechen ignored Wenhe, took out two jugs of wine, handed one of them to Wang Ziyu, and said with a smile: "The Eighteen Palms of Purgatory will really bring about pain, it will take a certain amount of time, let's drink some wine first!"

After speaking, Yechen took out a square table and two chairs from the storage ring, and then invited Wang Ziyu to sit down, and then took out peanuts, stewed beef, and steamed crabs from the storage ring, followed by Wang Ziyu started to taste.

Wang Ziyu said: "You really enjoyed it."

Yechen smiled and said: "My mother prepared it for me. He was worried that I would go out and sleep in the open, and I would have nothing good to eat, so he prepared a lot of food for me."

Wang Ziyu said: "It's nice to have a mother who loves you."

Yechen said: "Sorry, I forgot that you are an orphan."

"It's okay, people have to live." Wang Ziyu shook his head, then drank a full bottle of wine, and said, "In this world, being able to live is happiness, isn't it?"

Ye Chen shook his head: "For me, it's not. If I live in a daze, I'd rather die. A life without freedom and satisfaction is not my life."

"Your pursuit is really high!" Wang Ziyu said, "Unfortunately, it is difficult to achieve."

Ye Chen smiled and said: "Since God cannot grant us such a life, then we must rely on our own strength to create such a world, right? Rather than expecting God, gods, and others, it is better to control everything by ourselves. , The life you seek, itself loses your freedom.”

"Is there really such a world?" Wang Ziyu murmured, "Freedom!"

Yechen nodded: "It will come, I firmly believe that this is my belief."

Wang Ziyu smiled, her icy face was like a blooming snow lotus, even looking at Yechen, she felt very amazed.

Wang Ziyu picked up the wine glass and said to Ye Chen, "Cheers to your ideal!"

"cheers!"

The glasses in their hands collided.

Contrary to Yechen's unrestrained and easy going, Wen He was dying from pain, his veins were bulging, his eyeballs were about to pop out of their sockets, and he yelled loudly: "Yechen, I'm real!" I don't know anymore."

"Come on, drink!" Ye Chen continued to drink with Wang Ziyu contentedly without getting any useful news.

"Yechen, I, I say!" Finally, Wen He roared loudly.

"Oh, go ahead!" Ye Chen said calmly, "I advise you to speak quickly, otherwise you won't even have the strength to speak later."

"We, we are here to unite with the bear people, we represent the god of the underworld, and form an alliance with the alien race!" Wen He said loudly.

Yechen smiled, and said lightly, "I want to hear the truth."

"This is the truth, Yechen, this is the truth!" Wen He let out a hysterical cry, his voice was very miserable.

However, Ye Chen has a hard heart and doesn't believe in Wen He at all.

Finally, under the inhuman torture, Wen He's life was worse than death. No family glory or the glory of the underworld god was as important as his own life. Wen He said loudly: "Yechen, we are here to hunt for treasure, Wen Chuan , he found a mysterious ice corpse!"

(End of this chapter)