Versatile Mage: I Awakened Nine Stars

Chapter 257: Twelve Golden Men and Painted Skin Ghost
Finally, nothing happened in the Evil Abyss.

Xu Shen and others successfully arrived at the ancient king's true resting place.

This is a trapezoidal white jade altar.

It exists in the endless darkness, cold and eternal.

The stone steps supporting the altar were huge, just like the ones they had first come by when they entered the White Palace.

The altar was shaped like an ice crown. From a distance, one could see red silk hanging from the altar in bundles, distributed at the corners of each giant step on all four sides.

When I got closer, I found that it was not red silk, but a waterfall made of blood!

These edges and corners are carved into the shape of majestic and domineering dragon heads. Blood spurts out of their mouths, dripping high, and a deafening roar can be heard.

This bloody scene made everyone terrified.

Xu Shen's heart sank.

It seems that the armor must have absorbed enough evil thoughts to completely corrode the ancient king's mind.

Otherwise, which normal person would decorate his or her resting place in such a gloomy and terrifying hellish style?

Climbing up the altar, everyone finally saw the bloody throne of the ancient king.

The material of the Blood Throne is like a huge red crystal, crystal clear.

But its shape is like countless sharp swords stuck upside down, arrogant and unruly.

The Blood Throne was empty.

Everyone circled around it a few times but didn't find any danger.

"Where is the sealing method in your ancient teachings?"

"Here"

Fang Gu took out a small bronze mirror and pressed it against a recessed spot on the altar.

The two fit together perfectly.

However, there was no movement in this space.

"Is it that simple?" Xu Shen asked in surprise, "No need for any rituals or spells?"

Fang Gu was also a little uncertain: "The ancient teachings don't say that..."

Suddenly, a dull sound gradually sounded.

Those ferocious dragon heads gradually raised up, and the waterfall of blood stopped flowing.

Magnificent, sacred beams of light shot out from the dragon's head and shot straight into the sky...

……

In the sky, Zu Guangyao, who was entangled with the ancient king’s broken soul, was suddenly shocked.

The ancient king's aura weakened visibly.

The scarlet eyes peeked through the layers of dark clouds and saw the people in the Shayuan Emperor's Tomb who were commenting on the Blood Throne. Zu Guangyao and the ancient king's souls both smiled with relief.

"Little guy, it looks like you don't have to die for now."

The voice is clear and open.

Zu Guangyao was shocked: "Aren't you the Ancient King?"

"I have always been myself."

There was not a trace of murderous intent in the pitch-black armor.

Zu Guangyao only felt a warm and generous soul.

"How is this going?"

Zu Guangyao frowned.

"You'll know later. I hope you don't follow in my footsteps."

The soul of the ancient king dissipated.

Suddenly, Zu Guangyao's soul felt like it fell into an icy cave.

Endless evil and coldness enveloped him.

Memories that did not belong to him invaded his spiritual world violently.

After a long time, his breathing finally stabilized.

"Evil Armor...Is that so..."

Zu Guangyao remained silent.

No wonder the ancient king left a seal for future generations. If it weren't for the evil armor, with his courage, why would he have to sleep and survive?

He waved his hand and gave the order.

The rampant and ferocious corpse ghosts fled into the ground.

The dead king, watching with eager eyes, returned to the abyss of evil.

The bright moon hangs high in the clouds.

There are stars shining.

The starlight shines, and this devastated city is covered with a clean veil.

Han Ji let out a long sigh.

At least, the ancient capital has survived this disaster.

……

Xu Shen and others are studying how to leave Shayuan.

Suddenly, a person appeared on the Blood Throne.

He was wearing a black armor robe and his scarlet eyes were staring at Xu Shen and the others.

Xu Shen was startled by this sudden appearance of someone.

"who are you?"

"Now, I am still Zu Guangyao."

The voice of the man on the throne was cold but with a hint of evil.

"Can we still rescue you?"

Ding Yumian felt a little reluctant.

No one understands the pain of being infected by these evil thoughts all the time better than a necromancer.

Zu Guangyao shook his head slightly.

"While I am still conscious, what do you need? Consider it your reward for this adventure into the Abyss."

"I want the Taia Sword." Xu Shen's eyes lit up, realizing that the time had come for things to turn around.

Zu Guangyao shook his head and said: "The famous sword has a spirit, and you are not its intended master."

"Is that so?" Xu Shen sighed regretfully.

"Does your summoned beast tide have a target?"

But at this moment, Zu Guangyao took the initiative to ask.

Summoning Beast Tide is a high-level summoning magic, similar to dimensional summoning, which also searches for thugs in another world. The difference is that Summoning Beast Tide can summon multiple monsters at a time.

Generally speaking, in order to avoid internal strife in the middle of a battle, summoning mages usually choose a group of demons as the target of their summoned beasts, which is both trouble-free and convenient to manage.

"I'll probably choose Xiaobai's clan, although the contract hasn't been signed yet."

"Then I'll give this to you," Zu Guangyao waved his hand, and rays of soul light fell into Xu Shen's hands.

"This is?"

"Twelve Golden Men."

"What the hell?!"

Xu Shen was shocked.

Gather all the soldiers in the world, melt the totem souls, and make them into twelve golden men. Just these few words are enough to tell its importance.

Damn, is Zu Guangyao so generous?
"Perhaps, their power has been lost over the years, but their potential is still there. The future of Shenzhou will not be easy. You need to grow up quickly."

Zu Guangyao's voice sounded a little tired.

"And you",
He looked at Ding Yumian and tapped his knuckles lightly.

There are too many things in this evil abyss that are suitable for an undead mage.

Suddenly, he seemed to have discovered something.

As he raised his hand, chaotic energy emanated.

The exquisite ball in Xu Shen's spiritual world actually appeared in his hands.

"interesting."

Zu Guangyao is very interested in this point.

A sleeping soul actually appeared in that exquisite ball.

She was so stunningly beautiful that any words that could describe her beauty would be so pale and powerless.

Xu Shen's pupils shrank.

If he was not mistaken, this was... Xi Shi Shi Yi Guang!

"How about I take the Nine Nether Queen and exchange it with you?"

Zu Guangyao suddenly said.

"Ah?" Xu Shen was stunned.

Zu Guangyao raised his hand.

A graceful woman appeared at the altar.

She is also very beautiful, especially her eyes, which are full of allure and evilness that can captivate the soul.

More importantly, the aura she exudes is very powerful.

With Xu Shen's experience, he is no less experienced than the monarch.

"Her name is Queen Jiuyou, and her strength is top-notch among the great monarchs. What do you think?"

"This……"

Xu Shen was stunned. You are already a ghost, and you still want to do... what?
Ding Yumian curled his lips calmly.

O man!

Even if there's only a skeleton left, you're still lustful, right?

At this moment, Xi Shi slowly opened her eyes.

What a pair of eyes they are, so melancholy and sad. One glance and you will never forget them.

"who are you?"

Invisible spiritual fluctuations dissipated.

Before Xu Shen could speak, Zu Guangyao started chatting with her.

After a while, Xi Shi's face became somewhat sad and resolute.

"If you can't decide how to live, how can you decide how to die?"

After saying this, Xi Shi's soul gradually dissipated.

Xu Shen felt sad.

Since ancient times, confidantes have been so lifeless.

Zu Guangyao also shook his head regretfully.

He had already made up his mind to die, and even he was powerless to save the situation.

"In that case, this is for you."

Zu Guangyao sighed slightly, and a broken ring appeared.

"This is……"

"The contract ring allows non-summoning mages to have a contracted beast."

Xu Shen exclaimed: "Yu Mian is a necromancer, so it seems that he has no shortage of summoned creatures."

"There is a painted-skin ghost in this ring."

"Painted Skin Ghost?!"

Xu Shen began to understand what Zu Guangyao meant.

Rumor has it that the Painted Skin Ghost is the ghost from an extremely dark place.

It is invisible and formless, often feeds on women's souls, and is an extremely rare and ferocious innate ghost.

After devouring a human soul, it can transform into its shape, even the breath is copied perfectly.

Even a forbidden spell mage with extremely strong perception may not be able to see through its disguise.

Yu Mian has a special identity and it is inconvenient for him to travel around the world. If he can use this to cover it up, it would be a good idea.

Xu Shen happily took the ring for Yu Mian, but unexpectedly, Zu Guangyao's words made his face freeze.

"This ring belongs to Saran."

(End of this chapter)